Dream man

It was late at night.

The huge capital is dead silent, and only the misty neon lights remain, shining without knowing tiredness. A white mist had risen on the road, and under the light, the gray mist had turned a dark red, like a maze array set up by some demon, covering the neighing of people and horses and the shadows of hordes of ghosts.

There were no people on the streets, the small shops were closed, only a few drunks were drunk on the street with wine bottles, and a homeless man was urinating in the green belt, and when he saw the sound of someone's footsteps, he hurriedly squatted down.

Bai Chunhe and Su Minglan were also preparing to go home.

Su Minglan was a little dizzy, and the Land Rover stopped on the side of the road.

Bai Chunhe opened the car door, the two of them stood at the intersection, Bai Chunhe asked casually, "Do you want to go back together?" ”

Su Minglan pursed her lips and smiled, "What?" Do you still want to see it? ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Bai Chunhe first put his hand to his mouth and coughed softly. "Well...... this"

It's all about what women are good at.

And Su Minglan's beautiful apricot eyes stared at Bai Chunhe firmly, and her gaze, which had always been gentle like water, instantly became extremely sharp, as if she could peek Bai Chunhe's thoughts through her braincase, it seemed that Bai Chunhe would not be able to answer positively.

Three black lines appeared on Bai Chunhe's head, "It's late this day, I'm also a little drunk, it's not very convenient to go to my place, you better go back." ”

Su Minglan secretly scolded, Cheng Zhenyi is really a big pig's trotter.

A few days ago, I said I would go to him casually.

Although the two were unhappy in their hearts, Cheng Zhenyi's refusal was also reasonable, and Su Minglan continued to pursue it, and it seemed that she was too prodigal.

At that moment, Su Minglan raised her willow eyebrows, the smile on the corner of her mouth was bright and moving, and she waved her hand at Bai Chunhe, "Me too, then I'll go back." ”

Bai Chun and Fei's thin lips hooked a pleasant arc, "It's not safe at night, I'll send you back,"

Seeing Su Minglan bending down into the Range Rover car, her buttocks showed a graceful arc, and Bai Chunhe's breathing became rapid for no reason, ah.

It's really envy, jealousy, and hatred.

She is about the same age as Su Minglan, but her figure is like a small dried bean.

Regarding Shen Linyuan's approach, Bai Chunhe also felt unkind. His intentions, everyone can think clearly and clearly, drunk Su Minglan, and then sent him to the investor's bed.

Fortunately, I have solved the problem myself.

By the second day, it was time to watch the show.

……

Night Coast Hotel.

It's night.

There was not a trace of wind outside the window, nor the slightest cloud, and the night was pitch black, which was a great time to dream.

Meng Hengchan was covered in the smell of wine and sweat, and was falling asleep on the big bed of SVIP.

Stripped naked, he was like an old sow in the sludge.

Meng Hengchan is dreaming.

In the dream, Meng Hengchan suddenly felt his body lighter; Not only light, but also like gradually dissolving, like a cloud coming out.

He was in a suite, decorated in a very ordinary style, but there were a lot of lovely decorations, and the pink walls were hung with star lights, which looked like a girl's residence.

Meng Hengchan didn't know when he already had an extra briefcase in his hand.

He put down the bag in his hand and just put his ass into the soft sofa in the living room.

In the kitchen, a beautiful head poked out, and Su Minglan said with a smile: "Husband, you're back, you've worked hard, I'll make you a bowl of noodles." ”

This "husband" was called by Meng Heng's heart and soul.

At the moment, Meng Hengchan ignored the irrationality of the dream, he carried his left leg on his right leg, raised Erlang's leg, and lay on the sofa with a big thorn. "Okay."

Su Minglan began to be busy. She took off her golden sandals, changed into plain white slippers, and fastened a plaid apron, and walked into the kitchen to tinker, and soon a bowl of fragrant noodles was served on the table.

The gentle smile in Su Minglan Moche's eyes became thicker and thicker, and she said softly, "Husband, it's time to eat." ”

It's actually the middle of the night.

Meng Hengchan tossed all night, poured a stomach full of wine, and did not eat half a grain of rice, at this time he was already hungry, and he was no longer polite.

Meng Hengchan took a look at the table, in the blue and white porcelain sea bowl, the thin white noodles were tumbling in the yellow and clear soup, and a few slices of very finely cut yellow croaker slices were accompanied by snow cabbage and bamboo shoot slices, the white was white, and the yellow was yellow, and a sour aroma mixed with the snow cabbage came to the face, just looking at the hue made Meng Heng's index finger move.

Meng Hengchan opened his mouth and tasted it, the noodles were gluten, the soup was delicious, Su Minglan really had a hand, this cabbage yellow croaker noodles were cooked too authentically, and there were a few shredded ginger sprinkled in the noodles, which made the sweet and sour taste more clear.

Su Minglan is really ingenious.

Su Minglan only made a bowl of noodles for Meng Hengchan to eat, she didn't do anything else, pulled a stool and sat across the table, a pair of snow-white arms stood on the table, holding her chin with both hands, and watched Meng Hengchan gobbling up with interest.

The noodle soup that had just been made was very hot, Meng Hengchan began to sweat on his forehead while eating, and suddenly a napkin was pasted on Meng Hengchan's forehead, and when he looked up, Su Minglan's delicate little hands were gently wiping the sweat for Meng Hengchan, and a pair of apricot eyes were a little hazy under the light, looking at Meng Hengchan but as if he was not looking at him.

At this moment, Su Minglan exudes a maternal atmosphere, more like a gentle and virtuous housewife.

"Wash up and sleep."

After Meng Hengchan ate the whole bowl of noodles and even the soup at all, Su Minglan began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks happily. After eating and drinking, Meng Hengchan just took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, she had already come out of the kitchen, grabbed the cigarette and pressed it out in the ashtray.

"No smoking in my house."

Su Minglan pouted her cherry mouth, her domineering appearance was like a little daughter-in-law.

Meng Hengchan looked at the woman's pretty face, he really couldn't lose his temper, scratched his head and didn't insist anymore, turned around and walked to the bathroom to prepare to wash, and Su Minglan's voice came from his ears: "The blue one is your toothbrush, put it in a white cup, and the towel is the pink one."

The bathroom area is very small, except for the toilet and spray bath, it is a washbasin, but it is very tidy and tidy, without a trace of peculiar smell, which shows that Su Minglan has high requirements for cleanliness.

With such a virtuous wife, life is not bad.

Meng Hengchan picked up the toothbrush cup that Su Minglan had put and began to brush his teeth, there were two large towels on the towel rack next to the mirror, and there was a pink towel next to the white towel embroidered with a little flower cat, Meng Hengchan picked it up and washed his face, there was a faint fragrance on the towel, which was similar to the smell on Su Minglan's body.

Meng Hengchan walked out of the bathroom, a small guest room next to the master bedroom was already lit, Meng Hengchan pushed open the half-covered door, Su Minglan had already changed into a pink pajama and pajamas, and was changing the sheets by the bed, although this pajamas and pants were not close-fitting, but her waist was thin and thin, and her buttocks were round and full, like a little wife at home waiting for her husband to pamper her.

Meng Hengchan stepped forward gently, his hands on her waist, and his lower body pressed tightly against her delicate body.

"Ahh Ah! ”

Su Minglan, who was busy doing things, was completely defenseless, and when she felt Meng Hengchan's approach, her delicate body trembled, straightened up and tried to turn around, but a long thing was stuck between her legs, and she could only turn half of her body sideways for a while.

Meng Hengchan wanted to kiss her, but was blocked by her hand, her white and tender little hand was propped up on Meng Hengchan's chest, shaking her head at Meng Hengchan, under the light, her snow-white cheeks had already flown two red clouds, but the information revealed in her eyes was very resolute. "This is our children's room, let's go to the bedroom outside to run errands."

Meng Hengchan looked confused, when did he have a child.

But with his enthusiasm in his brain, Meng Heng Industry did not continue to think about it.

Su Minglan seemed to know what Meng Hengchan wanted to say, and pointed her finger at the next door and said, "Go there!"

Meng Hengchan picked up Su Minglan at the moment and began to turn over the clouds and rain...... ：

Early the next morning.

The sun rose high, and the sunlight shone into the room through the corner of the curtain, and Meng Hengchan, a middle-aged man on the bed, turned over, blocked the glimmer of light with his hand, frowned and opened his misty eyes, his mind paused for two seconds, and then, all the cells in his body were crying out for soreness.

Looks like there's someone next to you?

It's a pity that the sheet covers the person, and he only has a shadowy figure.

Shen Linyuan retracted his eyes a little reluctantly, he always felt that this back was very familiar, as if it was not the first time he had seen it, could it be Zhao Qingqing?

What happened the night before?

"Hum", Meng Hengchan's brain once again sent a tingling pain, damn every time Meng Hengchan tried to think of something, he would always use this method to stop Meng Hengchan's thinking.

Who can tell Meng Hengchan why Meng Hengchan can't search for him from his memories?

Who can tell Meng Hengchan that his head will start to hurt when he sees him?

Who can tell Meng Hengchan who she really is?