Liu Meng shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly want to drink some wine." ”

Opening the door, Weng Xiaoling touched Liu Meng's forehead, she thought Liu Meng was sick.

Liu Meng just felt bored, so he thought of looking for Weng Xiaoling.

There's nowhere else to go.

"I'll cook, you take a break." Weng Xiaoling noticed that Liu Meng was in a very low mood, and pushed him directly into the bedroom.

Liu Meng can actually not care, because he has capital, enough capital, but he feels powerless, this is the distance between him and Lin Anruo.

It turns out that historical memory is the Lin family's industry.

Lin Anruo never told him, probably because he was afraid that he would be even more powerless.

Because of this, it makes Liu Meng feel dramatic.

He can imagine that in a few days, Lin Zhihe is likely to have a big change of attitude, but is this useful?

He will no longer sell pork to historical memory.

This time, even if Lin An begged him, he might not be able to compromise.

Lin Zhihe's words made him desperate to make money.

For the first time, he was a little anxious.

In this society, status is a symbol, and the most direct way to reflect status is to make money and earn money.

As long as he is rich enough, he can shorten the distance between him and Lin Anruo.

But the time is too short, and although he is making money fast enough, it is still not enough.

Compared to the scale of historical memory, he is simply a petty fight, and there is no comparison at all.

Putting aside his thoughts, Liu Meng looked at Weng Xiaoling's room.

It was very neat and clean, and the items were very organized.

It has a flavor that fascinates him.

The young woman's room touched him a little.

Weng Xiaoling finished cooking, came to the room, stared at Liu Meng and said, "Aren't you resting?" ”

Liu Meng smiled and said, "I'm fine, but I'm suddenly a little upset, and I'm much better when I see you." ”

"Let's eat, I've bought wine." Weng Xiaoling took off her apron.

The two ate together, Liu Meng drank wine, although his blood has a hangover function, but the moment the liquor enters his throat, it also has a different taste, a very good feeling.

Weng Xiaoling also drank a little, and her pretty face was a little red.

"By the way, Liang Chao didn't come to you again, did he?" Liu Meng asked.

"Nope."

Weng Xiaoling's brain was a little dizzy, she was a little drunk.

Liu Meng helped her lie on the bed.

It was pointed out that it was all soft, so that Liu Meng couldn't bear to take it away.

Weng Xiaoling also hugged him and didn't let go.

Liu Meng was very sober, but in the face of Weng Xiaoling's hot body, he was also a little uncontrollable.

"You still hate me." Weng Xiaoling's teary eyes were hazy, and she stared at Liu Meng aggrievedly.

"I don't, it's not good for us to be like this." Liu Meng stared at the delicate red lips that were close at hand, and said that it was fake to be tempted, but if it was really messing around, he would feel guilty.

"But, I really want to think that I don't want you to be responsible, you just give it to me once, since the first time I saw your body, I was lost." Weng Xiaoling kissed Liu Meng's lips and attacked fieryly.

Liu Meng didn't take the initiative, but he couldn't avoid it, and his body was completely out of control at this time.

"Xiaoling, don't be like this, it's not fair to you." Liu Meng raised his head and stared at Weng Xiaoling's eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay for me, I don't want you to be responsible, I just want you once, give me a good one, I'm uncomfortable to death." Weng Xiaoling hugged Liu Meng's neck, her eyes were like silk.

Liu Meng bit his finger and put it in Weng Xiaoling's mouth.

Weng Xiaoling's tongue licked the blood off Liu Meng's fingers in the depths of his doubts, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's okay, I just want you to calm down, we can't be controlled by desire, otherwise what's the difference with livestock." Liu Meng laughed.

Weng Xiaoling was still holding Liu Meng's fingers, and slowly calmed down.

Both of them calmed down, but they still hugged each other.

Weng Xiaoling said in a low voice: "Then it's okay for us to sleep like this, don't do anything else." ”

Liu Meng smiled: "That's really no problem." ”

"Why are you so determined, little guy?" Weng Xiaoling lay on Liu Meng's chest and said in a low voice.

"Who do you call the little one?" Liu Meng pretended to be angry.

"It's you, you're you, you're younger than me." Weng Xiaoling snorted.

"I'll let you know I'm small." Liu Meng said angrily.

"Come on, come on." Weng Xiaoling turned over and pressed on Liu Meng again.

Liu Meng smiled, and touched Weng Xiaoling's body with both hands, anyway, it would not be him who begged for mercy.

After some operation, Weng Xiaoling said angrily: "You are sincerely torturing me, every time you hook up the old lady's fire and don't put out the fire." ”

Liu Meng smiled, he was now well-versed in this matter, anyway, the foreplay was played casually, as long as he didn't take the last step, he wouldn't be sorry for Meng Yu.

"You started it yourself, can you blame me?" Liu Meng said with a smile.

"Wrongdoer, you are my wrongdoer." Weng Xiaoling angrily pinched Liu Meng's waist.

At this moment, Liu Meng's phone rang.

"Liu Meng, you ...... Slept? Lin Anruo's voice came from the phone.

Liu Meng's eyes darkened, and he said, "Well, is there something wrong?" ”

Lin Anruo noticed that Liu Meng's voice was much indifferent, and said with some self-reproach: "Liu Meng, I'm sorry." ”

Liu Meng was stunned for a moment, it seemed that Lin Anruo knew that his father had driven him out of historical memory.

"You didn't do anything wrong, don't blame yourself." Liu Meng said in a low voice.

"However, my dad told me not to see you again, and he did that to you." Lin Anruo's voice was a little crying.

Liu Meng sighed and said, "What do you think?" ”

"I ......"

"I still like you, but I didn't tell you that my historical memory is our family, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to historical memory." Lin Anruo knows Liu Meng very well, and he knows Liu Meng's character.

"Perhaps, but it's not your fault, and I'm really going to talk about business in historical memory." Liu Meng laughed.

It seems that Lin Zhihe doesn't know that he is the one who sells pork.

"Talking about business?" Lin Anruo was slightly puzzled.

"It's nothing, An Ruo, as long as our hearts remain the same, we will see hope." Liu Meng comforted, in fact, he didn't know if he could ease up with the Lin family.

Lin Anruo nodded heavily: "Well, I believe in you." ”

Hung up the phone, Weng Xiaoling lay next to Liu Meng, and said sourly: "You just teased me for her?" ”

"It's not." Liu Meng laughed.

Weng Xiaoling was stunned: "Isn't it?" You little guy and other women? It turned out to be a big carrot. ”

Liu Meng put his arms around Weng Xiaoling and fell asleep directly.

Liu Meng got up early and returned to the village.

As for spending the night outside, he is not a child anymore, and his parents will not care too much about these things.

and Meng Yu also casually said that there was something, and then started to work.

Ke Qingqing wandered around the village with a group of righteous youths, anyway, he wanted to collect evidence of Liu Meng's evil.

But the villagers drove them out, and there was no progress.

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