Chapter 229

Pressing his face against his strong back, he murmured timidly: "Shao Ting, my birthday is going to be tomorrow, don't be angry, okay? It was my mistake, I apologize to you Shao Ting..."

"Quiet..." He called her name in a low voice helplessly, but his hand slowly fell down and gently covered her little hand on his waist. His voice was a little tired, and a little thick spread out. : "I'm not angry anymore, I just think, you and I need to calm down and think about it, it's getting late, and I'm going to celebrate your birthday tomorrow, you should sleep well now, when you have time, I want to Have a good talk with you, but not now, okay?"

Jing Zhi was stunned for a while, then suddenly nodded heavily, she pulled her hand out, smiled and said, "Okay, let's calm down. Then, let's have a good talk."

Meng Shaoting turned around, but there was a little relief in his eyes. She was willing to listen to his suggestion to calm down and think about their relationship, and to talk openly. This was really a good start.

"Go to bed early." He stretched out his hand to gently embrace her, and kissed her lightly on the forehead, but his smile disappeared the coldness just now.

She returned a sweet smile, and tiptoed to kiss him lightly on the cheek: "You too, take a good rest."

"Good night." He said in a deep voice, his eyes as thick as ink were full of tenderness, but he still let her go and took a step back.

The two of them are not calm, and if they talk more, they may fall into a stalemate or fall apart. It's better to separate for one night, and let her think about what kind of status he has in her heart.

"Good night." She nodded slightly, and watched him turn around and go out. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and met her bright eyes. I almost forgot just now, it is already twelve o'clock in the morning, happy birthday, quiet."

Little by little, her small lips were lifted up, and she smiled brightly at him: "Thank you, Shao Ting."

"See you tomorrow." He closed the door gently, and in such slow movements, both of them saw the light in each other's eyes and smile.

Jing knew that another person stood silently for a while, and when his aura in the room gradually disappeared, she turned around and threw herself on the big soft bed, her face was also buried in the fragrant pillow, she The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. Although he still left, she was indescribably happy.

Maybe, after the birthday party, she wants to have a good talk with him and tell him that she and Shaoxuan are really over. Shaoxuan is doing well now, and I'm afraid he will be a father again soon. She only has heartfelt blessings , no other thoughts.

It was a good dream all night. As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, I felt that the house was full of fragrance. I couldn't help but turn my head to look, but what caught my eye was a large area of ​​verdant green. When I sat up quietly, I saw an osmanthus tree outside the window. There are small flower buds like millet grains, and the fragrance comes from there.

When she got out of bed, she found that the soles of her feet were no longer so painful, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She will wear high heels all day today!
After washing up, Feitong had already changed into beautiful new clothes and came in. He also came, smiling and full of energy. She also saw the joy in her heart. She sat in front of the vanity mirror and smiled back, but the action of applying skin care milk on her hands was not Didn't stop; "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

Feitong rushed over, looked up to see her slapping his face, and moved his little nose a few times: "Mom smells so good, I want to put on some fragrance too..."

Jing Zhi smiled sweetly, bowed her head and kissed her son: "This is only for grown-ups, but you are too young to use it, just apply baby cream."

Feitong nodded obediently, and then shouted impatiently: "Mom, hurry up, mom doesn't need makeup."

"Are you going to please me?" Jing Zhi smiled even wider, screwed the lid of the cream on, stood up just now, took a pink lip gloss and dabbed it on, and her whole body was refreshed.

When she was about to turn around, Meng Shaoting held her shoulders and looked at her in the mirror: "What Feitong said is right, don't put on too much makeup."

Jing Zhi blushed slightly, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and pushed him away: "Let's go, I have to try on clothes."

He just smiled, didn't say anything, held Feitong with one hand, and took her out with the other.

He had ordered the dress a long time ago, but he didn't tell her what it looked like. It was only when he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that even he couldn't resist his love for beautiful clothes.

White like clouds and mist, the chest is covered with layers of white gauze like petals, but the waist is very tight, from the skirt to the top, embroidered with silver thread to look like gardenias, the more you go up, the more beautiful you are. Sparse, and when it reaches the waist, only one graceful branch grows, winding around the waist.

She liked it very much at first sight, and when she put it on, she was even more surprised to find that the size was very suitable. She couldn't help but stare at him, but she met his evil smiling eyes, and her face turned red. , lowered her head to tidy up the skirt, put on her shoes, and a special makeup artist did her hair. The makeup was also light, and her long hair was just slightly curled at the tip, so she was casual and lazy. Her bangs hung on her shoulders, her bangs remained neat and neatly covered her forehead.

He walked over, but there was a little guilt in his eyes: "I still can't get rid of the scar on your forehead."

Jing Zhi smiled indifferently, and waved his hands: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you can wear your hair to cover it up, and besides, I don't care much about these things."

There will always be a day when your appearance will grow old, why bother to care about the gains and losses in that square inch.

"Mom, are you going to marry Mr. Meng?" Feitong opened her beautiful eyes wide, holding her skirt with her small hand with a nervous expression.

Jingzhi knelt down to hug her son, and said so plainly: "Mom is not married, and she will never marry Mr. Meng. Mr. Meng has a wife."

Feitong suddenly turned his face to stare at Meng Shaoting: "Then why didn't he go home?"

Jingzhi didn't know what to say for a moment, but her heart was sour again. Seeing her silent, Feitong reached out and hugged her; "Mom, let's go home, it's not good here."

"Jingjing, it's my birthday today, so be happy." Meng Shaoting walked over a few steps and pulled her up, but his brows were slightly frowned; "Let's not talk about this, okay?"

Jingzhi nodded, and quickly agreed; "Okay, let's not talk about that."

Even though she knew that he was not married to Manjun, even though she and he both knew that the marriage was fake, the world didn't know, what the world knew was that she stole Shen Manjun's husband, she was a third party.

This is the second time to step into the Jingyuan. That night, Shen Manjun tied him up before he could see it clearly, but today, it was the first time to see clearly the Jingyuan of Fu's family.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will be greeted by a huge rockery stone screen. The mountain is steep, and you can hear the sound of gurgling water occasionally. On one side of the flat boulder, there are two huge and bold characters—Jingyuan.

Jing Zhi's eyes were sore, her eyes were reddened uncontrollably, all of this, just like back then, could almost be faked, although she knew that this was no longer the words of Shan Shi back then, but he did it so perfectly, she knew how unreal it was easy.

He took her hand and walked around the stone screen. There was an extremely long path with no end in sight among the lush greenery in front of him. Outside, there is a small half-moon-shaped lake, which is exactly Banyuepan. Looking at it again, I searched along the location in my memory. "

She couldn't help herself for a moment, she lifted the hem of her skirt, regardless of her high-heeled shoes, and ran to the pavilion, stepped on the stone steps, and waited until her fingers touched the bright red pavilion pillars, Jing Zhi just confirmed that she was not In the dream, the pavilion was on a higher terrain, and when she looked around, most of the scenery in the quiet garden was in her eyes, and she couldn't see the edge from a distance, only a small building with a pond looming among the vast green, she felt mixed feelings, happy and sad, happy When Jingyuan really sees the sun again, her father's spirit in the sky will be very gratified, but the sad thing is that Jingyuan can be rebuilt and return to the world, but those who love her and take care of her will never see it again, never again resurrection.

And the hatred or love and hatred in the past are like a drop in the ocean caught in the clouds, smoke and snow, and they will never be touched again.

And the hatred or love and hatred in the past are like a drop in the ocean caught in the clouds, smoke and snow, and they will never be touched again.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was enlightened, my mind and heart were emptied, those entangled mundane things seemed to have disappeared, and what passed between my fingers was just fleeting years.

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

Everything is just empty, everything can be let go, only life, eternal, just like that floating in the long river of time.

ps; updated, my friends, on the last day of this month, those who still have a monthly ticket, please remember to vote for Zhuzhu, otherwise it will be invalidated. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, [-] characters will be added. Dear friends, let’s smash the flower monthly ticket! !Brother Zhu continued to write the next chapter. The next chapter is about to expose Manjun, and it’s time for Manjun to end. My hands and feet are very nimble, right?hey-hey

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