When Ziming came back at noon, Manyun was sitting on the garden sofa reading a book, she was wearing winter pajamas, wrapped in a black coat, and her hair was unkempt, tied up indiscriminately.

The nondescript collocation, the plain face, and the casual and even messy hair, I don't know if it is in the eyes of a lover, Ziming actually thinks it looks good.

The gentle and demure appearance is engraved in his pupils.

He quietly walked in, pushed open the door, and saw that the book in her hand was "The Peony Pavilion".

Ziming deliberately teased, "I thought you were here to recall last night's warmth, but I didn't expect you to watch "The Peony Pavilion". ”

Manyun raised his head when he heard this, "What can a person with filthy thoughts like you think of other than sex?" ”

"Is sex dirty? I think you liked it yesterday, you forgot, we sit here, and ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was hit in the spine of the book, interrupting his words.

Manyun looked at him, "Is there an end?" ”

"It's not over! If you go a little bit further, you will have no sexual happiness for the rest of your life. Look at you, it's so scared that it's hard. "A man of more than one meter and eight meters was wronged into a little girl.

Manyun smiled, "Song Ziming, why are you so naïve?" ”

He sat down beside Manyun, "Wife, I think it's nice for you to call me by my name, and when you don't know what to say in the future, call me by my full name." ”

"Why?"

"There's no why, you have a nice voice." His voice suddenly lowered a degree, "Last night's sound was the best. ”

It's really not serious!

Manyun pushed him away: "Why do you like to talk about this so much?" ”

In fact, she was wrong, men are creatures who have a natural passion for this kind of thing, and it is natural to do so.

Ziming didn't want to look like a pervert in a hurry, so he picked up the book, "Then let's talk about something else, have you finished reading this book?" ”

"Nonsense! I've seen it a long time ago. It's just that this kind of masterpiece will read different feelings at different stages of life. Speaking of this, Manyun immediately became interested.

He read it, and he didn't feel much, he flipped the book around, "Tell me about it." ”

Manyun snatched the book, afraid of being crumpled by him, she carefully stroked the corner, "The first time I read it was in high school, I didn't know what it was at that time, and I thought Du Liniang was so stupid; After college, I met ...... With some experience, I admired her courage to be crazy about love, and I wanted to be like her;

At this age, Du Liniang's extraordinary courage can only be looked up to, and I know that I can no longer be like her. After all, the courage to break through all confines belongs to a certain age. ”

The sunlight passed through the glass and shone on her, and Song Ziming always remembered her words: The courage to break through all confinement belongs to a certain age.

But Bai Manyun vetoed this sentence with practical actions, for a person like her, who has a strong love and hate, this sentence is not true.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, the years flowed quietly, and no one said much.

After a while, Zi Ming said, "The day after tomorrow, I will go to the Song family's mansion for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." ”

"He Huan is also there?" If it is right, it will be really embarrassing.

He smiled and gently tapped Manyun's head, "What do you think I'm going to do today, she is gone, and she won't continue to live in the Song family." Today, I also agreed with the old man that he will not embarrass you again. ”

It seemed that he had put in a lot of effort, and Manyun leaned on his shoulder with a smile, "Have you signed some treaties that humiliate the country?" ”

"No, it's just that after I get married, I have to go back there for dinner once a week." He also leaned on her head, "If Song Mingxin dares to make things difficult for you at that time, you can go back directly, don't be afraid of offending him." ”

Manyun didn't care about him, "I won't suffer a dumb loss, besides, why should he trouble me?" ”

"Half of the operating profit of his store, the beneficiary is your name." Tens of millions of profits a month, he said it so lightly.

Manyun sat up in fright, "Why are you always like this, and you don't discuss anything with me!" ”

Who is not happy with the money taken for nothing? But Manyun didn't think so.

"Last time, you transferred the shares of Bai Fengxing to my name, saying that it was so that you would have no worries, so what happened this time?"

She was like a fried kitten, Ziming pulled her over and hugged her steadily, "I didn't sell you again, what are you excited about." ”

"No merit is not worth it! I don't like to be poked in the back and called me a sugar daddy. Besides, I have enough money of my own. "Her parents taught her self-esteem and self-love from a young age, and she has always done well.

Ziming was a little helpless, how did this become a burden?

"This is an invisible asset and will not be made public. I want to give you what I can give you, I want you to have no worries. ”

She shook her head, disagreeing with this statement, "I understand what you said, but you gave me enough last time, do you know how much money I have added to my account this month?" Half of my savings over the years!

Ziming, it's not that I don't know what to do, I hope that we are equal, not a relationship between you giving and I benefiting. Can you understand what I mean? ”

Song Ziming looked at her with a complicated gaze, and finally retreated, "Okay." How about you manage it as our common asset? ”

"Simple. If you really get married, all the money will come out of it, and it will not be enough to take it from the shares. She thought of the most direct way, and said, "If you can't get married......

"Hmm......" The rest of the words were swallowed, and his kiss was rough at first, but slowly, seeing that she did not resist, it became gentle and tossed and turned......

Both of them were a little short of breath, thinking about this broad daylight, Ziming let go of her and hooked her chin: "Yunyun, we won't get married, right, huh?" ”

As if bewitched by him, Manyun also nodded stupidly, "Hmm! ”

Because of "doing exercise" at night, Ziming asked Manyun to get up, and he couldn't afford to call it several times.

"Can you do it, let me sleep for a while! Annoyed to death, noisy all the time. She was already angry when she got up, and now she was even more impatient.

Ziming was not angry, pressed on her, pinched her little face and said, "Let's go find that publishing house uncle, and we know your father." I've long found out that he has settled in Rongcheng, but I haven't had time to take you there. ”

When it came to her father, she immediately came to her senses, "Where?" ”

"It's not far, it's ten minutes by car." His hand said, sliding into the covers, "Are you up or not?" If we can't afford it, we'll play the game ”

Knowing that she would get up, she deliberately made this kind of joke, which is really cheap!

Manyun glanced at him, "You get up and go to the side to play a stand-alone game by yourself." ”

Stand-alone game, this metaphor is quite novel! Ziming leaned on her, rubbing her softness, "It's really ruthless, if you touch Xiao Ziming, Xiao Manyun will definitely be reluctant to let it go alone." ”

Manyun wanted to know if he was tired of maintaining the image of a cold president outside, and he was so sassy as soon as he got home.

"Get out of the way, I'm angry!" I had to threaten him with this.

He immediately turned into a high-ranking president, "A woman who doesn't know how to lift, I'll clean you up at night." I'll wait for you outside, twenty minutes. ”

Poisonous!

Manyun still had to cooperate with him: "Okay, Mr. Song." ”

How could the girl go out so quickly, the stunned twenty minutes that she said was tripled, and when she saw her go downstairs, someone had a straight face, "Very good, forty minutes late, pay me back at night!" ”

has been with him for a long time, Manyun can somewhat figure out his routines, and "yet" is definitely not an ordinary meaning. Aunt Wang was beside her, and it was inconvenient for her to say more, so when she went out, she deliberately said next to him: "Pervert." ”

"Hmm." It's like a promise, "You'll regret what you said." ”

Manyun: "......"

Following the found address, they came to a quiet place to live, with a small courtyard, in the suburbs. It was said that it would take more than ten minutes to drive, but in fact, it took nearly an hour.

The door was hidden, and Ziming knocked on the door, "May I ask if this is Mr. Fan Yong's home?" Manyun was a little surprised, he actually even checked the names of his family.

Come to think of it, he has the ability to reach the sky!

An old man came out of it immediately, he should be about seventy years old, but he looked very energetic, and he said, "I am, may I ask who you are?" ”

Manyun had been to the newspaper with her father before, and had a few encounters with this old man, she stood in front and said with a little choked: "Uncle Fan, I'm Manyun!" ”

The old man wore reading glasses and squinted for a long time, "Oh~ I know!" Bai Fengsong's eldest daughter, the one who specially brought my manuscript to the origami airplane. ”

Speaking of childhood anecdotes, Manyun was embarrassed, "Yes." At that time, I was not sensible, and it made you laugh. ”

"Hahaha...... the old man's laughter was hearty, "who wasn't naughty when they were young?" Come on, come on, come in and sit. ”

The house was very clean and simple, as if he lived alone. The furnishings are antique, and there are a lot of books.

When the New Year came to visit, it was impossible not to bring things, Ziming put down a bunch of gifts in his hand, "Uncle Fan, don't dislike this when we have a little heart." ”

"Bring something, really, come and sit." The tea set on his table was complete, and he began to make tea for them to drink, "Little Manyun has grown up!" At that time, it was only a small one. ”

He gestured to the table, "It's not as tall as the table, time is so fast." ”

This title really embarrassed Manyun, and Song Ziming was blamed!

"Hmm...... No matter how fast the time is, Uncle Fan, you are still the same, so tough. She laughs.

made Fan Yong laugh, "You girl, you talk as sweetly as when you were a child." You haven't introduced the person next to you yet, do you want me to guess? ”

He was really as hearty as before, but it was impossible for others to guess, Ziming stood up, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello Uncle Fan, I am Manyun's fiancé Song Ziming." ”

He held Ziming's hand, "Young and promising, young man!" I know a lot about you. White girl, have vision! ”

He also gave a thumbs up, "Your dad used to always worry that you wouldn't be able to get married, but now don't worry!" Find such a young talent, speaking of your father, alas......"

The people of the past are gone, but they are still there. In another way, to live in our memories.