Song Meiyue drilled her head out of the quilt, with a slightly complicated emotion between her eyebrows, and she struggled for a long time... Finally reached out and got the phone next to him, but he didn't unlock the screen, but held it firmly in his hand, at this moment... Both nervous and a little expectant.

Don't know about him... Is the content he sent what he thinks, and what if not?

Time

Song Meiyue, who has always been calm and calm, has a feeling of gain and loss.

Taking a deep breath, I finally made up my mind to unlock the screen and see the answer he sent, maybe... Maybe it's really what he thinks, if not, then put on his little shoes and let him clean the toilet.

Click,

Fingerprint unlocking successful... After opening WeChat, click on someone's profile picture.

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Actually... There are still some, but I think love at first sight can't describe how I felt at the time, I think 'a glimpse' is the most appropriate, only a glimpse of the years amazed, just a glance is ten thousand years.

Looking at the content he sent, she read it more than once in her mouth, her cold face was slightly touched, and the corners of her mouth raised a shallow arc, at this time she didn't look like a thirty-one-year-old strong woman in the workplace at all, but like a little girl who had just fallen in love, and every word on it touched the most fragile string in her heart.

Biting her lip, Song Meiyue quickly edited the content, and when she finished typing... Looking at the message written, he muttered to himself, "Isn't it too obvious?" ”

After a little thought, calmly analyzed, and silently deleted it again.

Can't send it!

He's sure to want to be crooked.

I re-edited the message and pressed [Send] without hesitation.

Xiao Yue'er: It must be a young and beautiful beauty, right?

Song Meiyue pursed her lips, threw her phone to the side, and continued to wrap herself as a caterpillar, waiting for someone's reply.

meanwhile

Jiang Qi, who was wearing a pair of big pants, looked at the question sent by Song Meiyue, knew what this meant, and his heart was full of hesitation... Slowly put down his mobile phone, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze, his face full of melancholy and helplessness about life.

What to do?

I feel like I'm going further and further down the path of a rich woman.

But then again, looking at Song Meiyue from a broad perspective, in fact, she is not a rich woman, it should be more appropriate to use an older strong woman, and she looks very young, although she is actually thirty-one, but she looks like twenty-six or seven.

The essential...

Thinking of this,

I can't help but think of someone, a black professional women's suit, with a white shirt and black high heels, slightly curly and brown hair, sassy and cold makeup with smart and bewitching eyes, showing an intellectual and mature temperament.

I have never witnessed the real figure, but through the experience of several rides, the majestic atmosphere of being squeezed by the seat belt, you can imagine... What a delicate body this is.

"Oops..."

"I'm scared!"

Jiang Qi grabbed his lush hair, his expression was full of pain, on the one hand, she was a rich woman with money, status, maturity and sexiness, on the other hand, she was a gentleman with dignity, ideals, and a gentleman's belief in self-improvement, and she was also her mother's best friend... Jiang Qi felt that he was walking at a fork in the road in life.

Thinking for a long time,

almost blew up the CPU in his brain, Jiang Qi still didn't know how to face it, in fact, from his heart... Putting aside the fact that she is her mother's best friend, Song Meiyue is simply the best candidate for her wife, but the problem is that she can't always be like a certain university... Facts aside, right?

And

will also be labeled as 'eating rich woman's soft rice', and the macho man will stand up to the sky... How can you be insulted by others?

No!

I, Jiang Qi, am not this kind of person!

In an instant,

Jiang Qi was full of courage to face the unknown, picked up his mobile phone casually, and edited the news quickly, and the next second... Whoosh and sent it out.

Endeavor Young Jiang Gongzi: Aunt Song... Of course it's you, when I saw you for the first time, I seemed to see the immortals, maybe the immortals are like this, the galaxy is hot, you are the ideal of the world.

Looking at the content he posted, Jiang Qi sighed deeply and turned his head sideways... Looking at the night sky through the window, my eyebrows are full of melancholy, recalling the running in the sunset that day, maybe that is my lost youth, right?

On the other side,

Song Meiyue received an answer from someone, looked at the content carefully, and suddenly... The indescribable emotions run through the whole body, the joy is mixed with a hint of happiness, the happiness contains a little sweetness, and the sweetness hides a little bit of longing.

I'm a celestial...

I am the ideal of the world, and this ideal should also belong to him, right?

Dropped his mobile phone, grabbed the corner of the quilt, pulled it up hard, buried his head in the quilt, the convex delicate body, twisted slightly... I can't help it, I can't stop.

After a while,

Song Meiyue in the quilt didn't move, and hissed into her head from the quilt, with a touch of worry and helplessness on her face.

But he's the son of Sister Yaling! Isn't that a bit of a shock?

Tangled emotions filled the air, leaving the thirty-one-year-old woman a little at a loss.

This night,

Song Meiyue stayed up all night.

...

...

The next morning,

Song Meiyue drove Jiang Yaling home in her sports car, and the two sisters chatted about topics between women along the way, but Jiang Yaling was still in charge of teasing and Song Meiyue was in charge of teasing.

"Mitsuki?"

"What do you seem to have on your mind?" Jiang Yaling saw that Song Meiyue beside her seemed to be a little depressed, and asked with a concerned face.

Song Meiyue pursed her lips and said casually: "Maybe I didn't rest well last night, I'm a little tired and have no energy." ”

"Then don't go to work today, go home and have a good rest." Jiang Yaling hurriedly said.

"Hmm."

Today's Song Meiyue didn't want to go to work in the company, she just wanted to stay at home alone and be quiet.

Sending Jiang Yaling home, Song Meiyue went back directly, and when she got home, she sat on the sofa, holding a headrest in her arms, staring at the coffee table with her eyes blankly, her thoughts had already become a mess, and unconsciously... And she fell asleep.

When Song Meiyue woke up from the sofa, she took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, only to notice that it was more than eleven o'clock at noon, thinking about whether to make buckets of instant noodles, at this moment... A hurried doorbell rang.

Song Meiyue frowned, got up and walked to the access control system, and pressed a certain button.

"Who? What's up? Song Meiyue asked coldly.

Followed by

Someone's familiar voice was heard.

"Here comes the little flying stick!"

......

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