Returning to Hangzhuang from the stargazing residence without danger, Meng Zijin looked at Song Yunshen from time to time, and she vaguely felt that something was not quite right after he came out of the stargazing residence.

Like, a little upset.

But in the end, she turned the danger into a disaster, and thanks to the understanding and support of Meng Yongnian and Xu Qiang, there is nothing around her that can hinder her from pursuing her dream of photography.

After drinking half a glass of water to moisten his throat, Mencius wanted to say something in a blink of an eye, but caught a glimpse of Song Yun entering the bathroom.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Mencius sat cross-legged, thinking carefully about whether he had been snubbed out of the cold.

He took a quick bath, and came out in ten minutes, and Mencius got up premeditated to block the door of his room, stretching out his hand to prevent people from entering.

"Huh?" He didn't move his lips, just hummed a word from his nose.

Mencius frowned, "Huh? Huh? ”

Song Yun sighed deeply and lifted the person aside with one hand, "Wait a while, I'll blow my hair first." ”

Mencius rubbed his waist, which was scratched by him, and moved his right foot away, ready to wait for him against the wall.

After only a few seconds, Song Yunshen walked back again, with an extra hair dryer in his hand, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile, "Please Miss Meng help her boyfriend blow her hair?" ”

Mencius snorted, "Squeamish." ”

Having said that, he still took the hair dryer very goodly and pulled his sleeve into the house.

The bedroom smells of light shampoo, like mint, with a hint of cedarwood, as if it is addictive to smell.

The hair dryer was an ultra-silent device, and Mencius was very close to him, and he could vaguely feel the movement of his Adam's apple rolling and slowly swallowing saliva.

Just stunned for a second, Mencius blinked, and put his mind on blowing his hair.

"Alright, it's time for me to take a shower." After turning off the power, she let go and fled, regardless of Song Yunshen's reaction behind her.

Song Yunshen pulled his lips slightly, and let out a chuckle.

He just sat on the edge of the bed, and when he raised his eyes, he crashed into a piece of spring, and in just a few minutes, it was really his limit.

For one more second, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold the person here.

The little girl loves to be beautiful, and she probably admired herself in a bath for about ten minutes, and when she came out, Song Yunshen was already waiting in the living room.

Seeing the little girl's wet hair, Song Yunshen smiled evilly, "Etiquette is still exchanged, help you blow your hair?" ”

Meng Zijin stiffened, hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and laughed out loud, "Thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid." ”

As soon as you blow your hair, you are prone to impulsiveness.

Mencius didn't dare to mess around.

By the time he cleaned himself up, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Song Yunshen got up too early today, and at this point, his face was already tired.

Meng Zijin was still distressed in the end, and walked over and put a pillow behind him, "Do you have something to tell me?" ”

Song Yunshen leaned back along the movements in her hand, raised his hand and hugged her over, "Didn't you have something to tell me?" ”

Mencius was dumbfounded, silent for a while, and then asked, "Have you encountered something unhappy?" ”

"Not upset." Song Yunshen subconsciously denied it, but in his heart he thought that his emotions were too obvious.

"You have." Mencius poked him in the chest, "After you got out of my parents, you didn't say a word to me in the car, and when you came back, you took a shower and didn't kiss me. ”

After two people have been together for a long time, it is very easy to feel any changes in the emotions of both parties.

Song Yunshen looked at her sideways, his arm strength tightened, and he carried the person to his lap, "I'm sorry." ”

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers, not saying anything for a reason, just apologizing inexplicably.

Mencius's eyelashes trembled slightly, moved slightly, and gently pecked him on the lips, "Why are you unhappy?" ”

Song Yunshen hugged her tighter, his lips were also on her face, and he spoke after a while, "You want to see the whole world, why don't you tell me?" ”

Mencius blinked and burst out laughing, "Are you unhappy because I want to see the whole world, or are you unhappy because I didn't tell you in advance?" ”

Song Yunshen didn't answer, and Mencius acquiesced to both.

Rubbing him affectionately, Mencius thought for a while before speaking, "To see the world, to record the beautiful scenery I see in my own way, is what I have always wanted to do, I must follow An Ku to learn at the beginning, because my professional ability is not much, I need to consolidate, now that I am out of school, I naturally have to carry my bags to see the outside world." ”

Meng Zijin explained seriously, watching Song Yunshen's expression change little by little, and he didn't quite understand his anxiety.

"Well, we Meng Baobao are people with great ambitions." He refused to make eye contact with her, buried his head in the side of her neck, and breathed heavily.

"Song Yunshen, it's not that I don't want you anymore, what are you worried about?" Meng Zijin was a little amused, holding his head and rubbing it for a while.

It's embarrassing to be such a big person.

"It's going to be a different place." The smell of her body was all between her snorts, Song Yun took a deep breath, her brain was congested, and she retreated slightly, "Our baby is a walking rose, and wherever she goes, it is eye-catching." ”

After a while, he squinted slightly, and the scorching breath sprayed on Mencius's face, with a bit of gloom, "It's just that I climbed the mountain and provoked a man." ”

Mencius: "......"

Yes, I've already started to dig over old accounts.

"I'll try to be as guarded as I can." Mencius assured.

"You dare not defend yourself like jade." Song Yun pinched her thin waist, his fingers teased the belt around her waist, and lust was already on his face.

Mencius couldn't help laughing, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he laughed with physiological tears.

Song Yunshen's face couldn't be darker, and his air pressure dropped suddenly.

"A little bit of confidence in yourself." Meng Zijin got his hands on his hand and patted his side face, "The people of our Meng family are the most infatuated, and if they identify people, they will never leave in life and death." ”

Song Yun stared at her with a pair of smiling eyes.

hasn't been together for a long time, she has never expressed her love for him, today it's a kiss and a turn to say love words, and I don't know where I learned the coaxing routine.

However, Song Yunshen ate her set.

"At this age, I have age anxiety, I know, my girlfriend is young, and it is reasonable to worry about being pried away, but Song Yunshen, you are the boss of Fangting, you are handsome, these two things alone are enough to make me greedy, rest assured." The corners of Mencius's mouth were already grinning, and he was so amused that he couldn't control it.

Song Yunshen listened to her mouth that kept being, and the more she talked, the more outrageous it became.

Late at night, Song Yunshen hadn't closed his eyes since he ended the conversation.

Mencius was free, and he should have understood.

And he is a coward trapped by death.

used to think that he could give her anything, but today he found that he didn't even have the courage to accompany her to see the world.

The next day, Song Yunshen went to work with a low temperature air pressure, and everyone from the front desk to the top of the court waited carefully with bated breath.

From morning to noon, Secretary Chen has been back and forth into the president's office several times, and the number of documents in his hand is more and more every time.

Secretary Chen exhaled, and shouted in his heart that Guo Jiamu could come back immediately to save the gradually blackened President Song.

"Xingyao Culture's investment has been withdrawn." Song Yunshen piled up a mountain of documents in front of his desk, and he didn't know which one he saw, and suddenly left a sentence.

"Huh?" Secretary Chen was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied after reacting, "Xingyao Culture was an investment only a few days ago, you were very optimistic about the other party's project at that time, and now that the agreement between the two parties has been signed, I am afraid that it will be ...... to withdraw the investment now."

Before the draft in his heart was finished, he was killed by a look from Song Yunshen, Secretary Chen swallowed his saliva, and didn't dare to say anything more, so he responded, "Okay, Mr. Song." ”

If a small company's project is just a divestment or a contract, it will lose some money, and the impact will not be great.

However, Secretary Chen vaguely remembered that the president of his family was the other party who took the initiative to make an appointment at that time.

remembered that the project was a variety show about photography, and Secretary Chen was even more puzzled.

On the other side, the boss of Xingyao Culture, who learned of the temporary withdrawal of the Fangting, drove directly to the downstairs of the Fangting, and waited for a full three hours because there was no appointment.

In the end, I only waited for Secretary Chen,

Secretary Chen was only responsible for passing the word, and after finishing speaking, he turned around to leave, but was stopped by the boss of Xingyao Culture, "Secretary Chen, you let me see Mr. Song, just three minutes, give me three minutes." ”

The investment of the fir court is equivalent to a fragrant dumpling, everyone wants to smell it, take a bite, and now the duck in the mouth is cooked and flying, and no one is reconciled.

Secretary Chen raised his lips, stopped talking, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ling, you'd better think about whether this new variety show invited Mr. Song's enemy, or, where did Mr. Song touch the scales?" ”

Ling Tao is a son who inherited his father's business, and only officially took over Xingyao Culture this year, not to mention that the foundation is unstable, Xingyao Culture's status in the circle has continued to decline in recent years, and he finally fell into a big man, but he was not happy for a few days.

"Most of the guests of this show are major photography bloggers with a little bit of fans, and they have also done research when they were invited, and there is no black material." The show has just been prepared, and Ling Tao is actually not impressed by these guests.

"No black material doesn't mean that you haven't offended our Mr. Song." That's all Secretary Chen said.

Ling Tao was stunned, still unconvinced, took out his mobile phone and instructed the people below to carefully and thoroughly investigate the identity of the selected guest from beginning to end.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Zijin was called by Zheng He and went to Yingcheng Middle School to help train students.

The first time she entered the classroom as a teacher, Meng Zijin thought it was quite interesting, leaning against the wall, she held her arms with both hands, and looked at the two people on the stage with interest.

Obviously, it was enough for Guo Jiamu to help, but I didn't know what Zheng Youhe thought, so he called her over.

Shouting for an exclusive dog treat?

I heard that tonight is the theatrical evening of Yingcheng Middle School, Zheng He specially arranged a song and dance program for the class, in order to let the students feel the stage effect more truly and adapt to the tension in advance, so he reported to the physical education teacher to borrow this last class for the last perfect rehearsal.

"Teacher Meng, did you come to accompany us?" A male classmate by the window craned his neck and asked.

When she came, Zheng Youhe introduced her to her classmates.

"Accompaniment?" Meng Zijin hesitated for a few seconds and looked at Zheng Hehe with a smile.

She really didn't know why she was called here.

Zheng Youhe still hasn't said anything to let her do.

Affection is waiting for her here.

"That's right, Mr. Zheng said, there are three teachers to accompany us in this show, Mr. Zheng plays the piano, and Mr. Guo plays the violin, what about you, Mr. Meng?"

Mencius moved his lips and smiled awkwardly.

yes, what does she do? She didn't know either.