In one night, Mencius was bullied twice.

Mencius's whimpering sound was swallowed up, and it was not easy to break free from him, and then he fell into chaos again.

"Song Yunshen! You've always bullied me. Mencius staggered and slapped him in the face, "Why are you angry?" ”

She said with a complaining meaning, and a pair of staring eyes were staring at him wide at the moment.

"Why do you believe in Guo Jiamu?" Song Yun licked her lips deeply, lifted the quilt and hooked the person into the quilt, so that she would not have room to escape.

Mencius frowned and raised his chin, which was rubbed by him, "Are you jealous?" ”

Song Yunshen didn't speak.

Mencius pursed his lips and laughed deeply.

Childish, this one is also jealous.

"Laughing at what?" Song Yun hugged her deeply and touched her face, and when he saw that she had no intention of refusing, he became even more unscrupulous.

"I believe in Guo Jiamu because I know that he likes Zheng Hehe, but in fact, to put it bluntly, I believe in Zheng Hehe more." Mencius pursed his lips, dodging his touch and taking his hand threateningly.

Between her and Zheng and you, they are each other's roses.

She wanted to expand it, and Song Yunshen listened obediently.

So the feeling of jealousy became even stronger.

"What are you laughing at?" Feeling the rise and fall of his chest, Mencius raised his head and pinched the corners of his mouth.

"Laugh at me, I actually ate your best friend's vinegar." Song Yun opened his mouth deeply, bit her fingertips, and bit her lips again.

It's light, like torture.

Mencius bit back unceremoniously, which Cheng wanted in exchange for his more fierce attack.

Dog man.

Meng Zijin couldn't stand the teasing, and finally shouted to go back to his room, and hissed for a while before Song Yunshen let her go.

Mencius could guess that Song Yunshen didn't finish his words, but every family had a scripture that was difficult to read, and knew that he didn't want to mention it, so he obediently stopped and didn't ask.

Guo Jiamu didn't go to Fangting the next day, and after discussing with the Guo family and his wife, he decided to take Zheng Hehe to rent a suite near Yingcheng Junior High School.

At first, Zheng Youhe was unwilling.

She didn't even have the courage to walk past the school gate, let alone the house was across the street from the school.

Later, Guo Jiamu coaxed to no avail, so he could only ask Mencius to persuade him. Meng Zijin also chatted with her for half a night before she mustered up the courage to live there.

How to treat it, Guo Jiamu probably already has a way.

Mencius did not interfere, but called Zheng Youhe from time to time to encourage her.

Song Yunshen is getting busier and busier day by day without Guo Jiamu's help, and sometimes he even lives in Hangzhuang because he gets off work too late.

For the first time, Mencius felt the feeling of thinking day and night.

Such days lasted for more than a month, Mencius and Song Yunshen were tired of being together like a little biesheng newlywed, and the next day Song Yunshen continued to get up early to go to work, and Mencius woke up and saw the breakfast on the table, faintly feeling after marriage.

Obviously, it's just a short time together.

In the blink of an eye, November, the streets are full of scattered yellow branches and leaves, Mencius has taken over some business during this time, and the works he shoots are both bold and innovative, and he is basically standing firm in the industry.

"Aria—" The first floor of the studio was empty, and Anku's voice frightened people.

Mencius held a camera and turned his head, unceremoniously clicking down his arrogant appearance at the moment.

"Hey, Aria." Anku said and posed for her camera.

Meng Zijin rolled his eyes, "Teacher An, you can make fun of me." ”

Aria is her name in the industry.

In just a few months, it is better to say that she is a student than a rookie photographer newly trained by Anku.

"Listen to me, you will definitely be better than me in the future." An Ku was holding his pocket, the smile on his face and the smug on his face could no longer be hidden, and he looked at the things that Mencius had already packed, and he sighed with emotion, "It's all packed?" ”

Mencius pursed his lips and chuckled, "Pack up and go." ”

"Wait, wait—" Annai hurried over, holding a thick stack of photo albums in her hand, "This is for you, as a gift from my senior sister to you." ”

"Count it as mine." An Ku interjected shamelessly.

An Nai wanted to open her mouth to scold, but An Ku patted her on the shoulder, "The student's is the teacher's, and what the student sends out means the teacher sends out, you say yes, Annai." ”

Annai gritted her teeth and endured.

Mencius laughed, stretched out his hand to take the album, and after turning two pages, there was a moment of surprise, "You ......"

"I knew that you didn't study here for a long time, so I helped you record it, I had a lot of fun with you, and I became an international photographer in the future, remember to play with me." Ana shook her arm, and her eyes were full of reluctance towards her.

"Okay." Mencius responded.

"Let's go, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and go find what you really want." An Ku finally gave her a sentence, turned around and waved his hand, leaving people with a dashing back.

Annai complained, "How old are you and still handsome." ”

The heavy photo album in his hand recorded her growth for more than three months, Mencius choked his throat, leaned over and hugged Annai, "Why is it so good, and you still take so many photos for me." ”

Annai smiled and patted her on the back, "What about me, although I'm not a big lady, but I have a little spare money at home, because I like to record life, so I became an Anku's student, I know that you haven't been in the studio for a long time since you came into the studio, and this album is for you as a souvenir." ”

As soon as she said this, Mencius was even more moved.

She had thought about leaving the studio for a long time, and finally chose to leave today.

Because tomorrow is the 80th birthday of Old Man Meng.

From now on, her identity is the goddess of freedom.

I don't know why, Mencius was still in the west of the city, and that night Ms. Xu Qiang called to inform her that Song Yunshen must be brought tomorrow.

"Why?" Mencius was speechless, "There are too many people at the birthday banquet, and I'm afraid his identity is not suitable." ”

"Why is it not suitable, can Song Yunshen be the same?" Xu Qiang laughed twice, "I don't know where the news came from, not only your grandfather, but also the relatives of the Meng family and the uncles of the family all know that your boyfriend is Song Yunshen, and this is what your grandfather meant." ”

Mencius seemed to be at a banquet, his fingertips had been inexplicably tightened, and the pressure was very great.

Meng Zijin replied, listened to Xu Qiang's explanation, and listened to Meng Yongnian's long-winded words, "What time will the flight come back?" I'll ask Uncle Yang to pick you up at the airport. ”

"No-" Meng Zijin was nervous, raised his voice, and said with a smile, "Dad, you forgot, I have a boyfriend, Song Yunshen will come to pick me up, don't worry." ”

Meng Yongnian was silent for a few seconds, and then said in disgust, "Whatever you want." ”

It's really a woman who forgets her father.

"Also, I'll stay at Song Yunshen's house tonight." Mencius made this decision mainly because he wanted Song Yunshen a little.

It's been three days since we last met.

"You ......" Meng Yongnian was so angry.

Xu Qiang laughed teasingly, and pulled a handful of Meng Yongnian's sleeves, "Okay, your daughter has been in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend for so long, can't you let the two of you talk about your relationship?" ”

Mencius nodded heavily, "That's it." ”

"Okay, that's it, remember to go back to Jinyuan early tomorrow and bring Song Yunshen with you." Xu Qiang finally said a few words and hung up the phone.

Mencius breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and went into the bedroom to pack his things with his neck slumped.

The things were not packed up, but Song Yunshen arrived first.

"Hug me." Mencius wrinkled his nose and slammed his head into Song Yunshen's chest with his head.

After not seeing her for three days, Song Yunshen's restrained emotions seemed to be relieved, he smiled dumbly, and hugged her waist, "Just hug it?" ”

Mencius arched down in his arms, "Don't make trouble, collect things, I don't want to kiss." ”

Song Yunshen enjoyed kissing, and she liked it too.

Especially, in the face of Song Yunshen, she herself is not simple.

Song Yunshen didn't know what to do, after hugging, he sat on her bed and watched her put the clothes on the folding bed one by one.

"To collect so much?" Song Yunshen picked up a small ruby green suspender and hooked it on his tail finger and shook it.

Meng Zijin glared at him, grabbed it and put it away, "I have to stay in Jinyuan for three days this time." ”

"Why are they all cheongsams?" Song Yunshen put down his hand, squinted his eyes, and saw the complete set of underwear on the sheets.

Colorful, small and fresh in color, with a bit of lace edges.

It's quite rounded, and it looks not small.

Thinking about it, he subconsciously looked at her and inexplicably tightened his breathing.

Mencius carefully folded these precious cheongsams, and didn't have the heart to observe his little Jiujiu, she answered whatever he asked, "Returning to Jinyuan is like entering the palace, you have to carry the eldest lady's shelf, and my mother has to wear strange clothes." ”

After packing up the cheongsam, she packed up the clothes for the small objects, and when she looked up, she caught a glimpse of his thoughtful gaze, Mencius narrowed his eyes, and forcefully slapped his hand away, "Get up and press my clothes." ”

Saying that, she put the set of clothes neatly into the suitcase in front of Song Yunshen, and the little girl who was usually shy when she hugged it tightly didn't care at this time.

Song Yunshen hadn't figured out whether to be happy or not, who knew that this girl suddenly raised her head, stared at him with wide eyes, and howled in her mouth, "Song Yunshen, you peek at my privacy!" ”

Oh, not that I don't care.

Yes, the reflex arc is a bit long.

Song Yunshen laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled, "Sure enough, our baby is still a little girl." ”

A twenty-year-old girl is indeed still young, and she can't bear to be bullied.

Mencius finished cleaning up and closing the zipper, his ears covered by his hair were slightly hot, and he didn't need to look at them to know that most of them were red.

Song Yun smiled deeply and stopped, then got up and pulled the suitcase, "Where to stay tonight?" ”

Mencius replied to him, "You." ”

She was being held, and suddenly felt him deepen, and sensing his smile, she pursed her lips and snorted.

I'm glad you old man.

When he arrived in Hangzhuang, Meng Zijin did a good job of psychological construction, poked Song Yunshen's arm and said, "Grandpa said that tomorrow I will take you back to celebrate his old man's birthday, can you spare time?" ”

It doesn't matter if you can't spare time.

Of course, Song Yunshen didn't give her a chance to say this.

"Okay." He squinted and smiled, pinching her chin at such a close distance, and leaned over to kiss her.

"When I go back, my name will be right." He breathed a little heavier, and his voice was low, "No one will be able to run away in the future." ”

Mencius shrunk his neck, and his whole body was numb.

These days, old men are so charming.