Chapter 53: Who are you thinking about
Meng Wanyi lowered her eyes and looked at the half-cut group photo in her hand, a little surprised and a little speechless.
Given, but not completely?
She kept the mutilated photo to her heart.
Half of them are also good.
In the yard, the orange headlights were printed on the glass, the engine roared, and Shen Tingzhou left.
Meng Wanyi took a small bite of the cake and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Hate people, but don't spoil food.
The sweet and sour strawberries wrapped in sweet cream made Meng Wanyi's mood almost immediately happy, until the cake was completely destroyed,
Meng Wanyi was a little unsatisfied, and in order to distract herself, she picked up the mobile phone that was charging on the side.
Just enough to turn on.
As soon as Meng Wanyi turned on the phone, several missed calls immediately popped up, except for those harassing calls and calls recommended by the bank.
Not a single acquaintance either.
She clicked on WeChat and found that Xiao Qinghan had sent her a few messages, bits and pieces of greetings, hidden with careful flattery.
Then there was the agent who introduced her to business that night who accused her of disrupting the birthday party, deducting her salary, and so on.
Meng Wanyi continued to draw down her fingertips, and the last news was that the company's HR asked her when she would come to resign and when the workstation would be vacated.
And then there was no more news.
No one knew that she had disappeared during this time, and no one cared how she was.
Meng Wanyi shook the recliner under her and put the book on her face in contemplation.
If it weren't for Shen Tingzhou, he would probably die in the rental house one day, and no one would know.
The corpse will rot and stink before it will attract the attention of the neighbors.
Meng Wanyi closed her eyes and thought about it, it would be too ugly to die like that.
At this time, the custard bun suddenly came over and bit Meng Wanyi's trouser leg.
As if to drag her somewhere, Meng Wanyi followed its footsteps and found that the little guy's bowl was empty.
She wanted to laugh.
"I'm hungry again."
Custard Paw patted the bowl, which was a response.
originally thought that Shen Tingzhou's strange behavior was just a whim, so when Meng Wanyi came back from a walk in the evening the next day, she was surprised when she saw his car again.
When she saw a room full of clothes, shoes, and bags, she thought it was ridiculous.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Tingzhou: "This time, these are all in line with your size." ”
Meng Wanyi frowned, "So you're making amends?" ”
He didn't say anything, as if acquiescing.
Meng Wanyi turned around and left, but was grabbed by Shen Tingzhou's wrist.
"Won't you take a look?"
"What's so good, is it to rejoice, you actually know my size but don't bother to change it, or thank God, you finally don't treat me as a forest?"
Meng Wanyi's words are always so to the point, and every time Shen Tingzhou is speechless.
He was annoyed at the sharp teeth of her mouth, but he couldn't argue with it.
Because what Meng Wanyi said was right.
In the past, he really didn't care about her, and many times he didn't pay attention to it.
Seeing that Shen Tingzhou didn't speak, Meng Wanyi pulled the corners of her mouth and turned around to go back to the room, but Shen Tingzhou followed like a shadow.
Meng Wanyi wanted to lock the door with her backhand, but was blocked by Shen Tingzhou with her feet.
"What do you want to do?"
Shen Tingzhou pursed his lips, "This is also my room." ”
At this time, Meng Wanyi was stunned, and Shen Tingzhou squeezed in.
"Aunt Wang didn't clean the other rooms."
The implication was that he was going to stay overnight.
Meng Wanyi immediately took a few steps back vigilantly, "You can sleep on the sofa downstairs." ”
Shen Tingzhou was a little incredulous, he had never slept on the sofa.
"I've had a stomach bug lately."
Meng Wanyi just said extremely blandly.
"Pretty good, you can drink more."
Shen Tingzhou's mouth tightened, originally she was just tricking Meng Wanyi into sympathy, and wanted to change some soft words to listen, but she didn't expect her to be so cold-blooded.
He really felt a little cramping in his stomach now, and at the same time, there was a soft pain like a pinprick in his heart.
Meng Wanyi looked at the cold sweat on his forehead, and she couldn't tell if this dog thing was pretending to be real or not.
Eventually, she went downstairs and poured him a glass of water.
When he handed it to Shen Tingzhou, he lowered his eyes and muttered.
"Is there only water?"
Don't you have a small porridge to nourish your stomach? Didn't kiss and hug either?
The only thing that responded to him was the sound of a glass of water slamming on the table.
"Love to drink or not."
Then Meng Wanyi took her clothes and went downstairs to take a bath, and locked the door firmly before taking off her clothes, looking like a thief.
Shen Tingzhou stood at the staircase with a water cup, a gust of wind blew through the hall, he felt a little cold inexplicably, the kind of coolness that got into the cracks of the bones, but it was obviously still the end of summer.
When Meng Wanyi finished washing, Shen Tingzhou also changed into a nightgown, which should have just finished taking a bath.
The hair that is usually neatly combed is now hanging down on the forehead with a damp mess.
The lack of the usual sharp momentum adds a bit of a sense of youth, a little like Jin Can.
Seeing Meng Wanyi stunned, Shen Tingzhou was overjoyed at first, but quickly reacted.
"Meng Wanyi, who are you thinking about?"
The cold voice suddenly pulled Meng Wanyi back to reality.
She put away the expression she had just gaffed and didn't smile.
"Why do you knowingly ask?"
Shen Tingzhou's cheeks tensed for a while, and finally walked over to Meng Wanyi angrily.
She was so frightened by his momentum that she almost subconsciously pulled her legs and wanted to run, but she was stopped by Shen Tingzhou and hugged her in the next second.
Feeling Meng Wanyi's trembling, Shen Tingzhou eased his mind a little, and reluctantly squeezed out a tone that he felt was more gentle from between his teeth.
"Run for what."
Meng Wanyi slapped his hand, "Don't run, will you let you tie me up again?" ”
Shen Tingzhou remembered the last time he was rude, and felt a little guilty, he put Meng Wanyi half-hugging and half-hugging on his lap.
"I just wanted to blow your hair."
After speaking, he reached out and took out the hair dryer in the drawer, and before facing Meng Wanyi, he also tested the temperature with his hand.
Meng Wan wanted to stretch out a little distance, but was hugged closer, and her back was pressed against Shen Tingzhou's chest, just like cold water poured on the red-hot iron, smoking.
"You don't have to be so close to blow your hair, do you?!"
As soon as he finished saying this, the hair dryer buzzed, covering up Meng Wanyi's complaints.
The hair dryer was blowing, and the technique was okay, and Meng Wanyi gradually gave up struggling.
She doesn't really like to blow her hair in the first place, and it's okay to have a tool man.
It's just that she felt a little ridiculous, and it wasn't that she didn't roll around coquettishly before, calling her brother, and asking her husband to do everything he could to let Shen Tingzhou blow her hair.
It's a pity that Shen Tingzhou refused, and once directly put a bath towel on her head and let her go outside to dry it.
Now that she is rushing to come, Meng Wanyi has no waves in her heart.
In response to that sentence, men are cheap.
Just as Meng Wanyi was so comfortable that her eyelids began to fight, she suddenly felt that her sensitive ear pinna seemed to be rubbed with something moist and warm.
The touch made her feel like her tail vertebrae were overcharged, and she dozed off and ran away.
She turned back in annoyance, only to brush the corners of the man's lips.