Cold President, Hug Me

Looking at a large table of dishes, Meng Yaodong exclaimed, "Wow, you two, are you crazy to order so many dishes? Why is there so little left of this roast fish? Don't tell me, you two have eaten so much? "

Meng Yaodong was really surprised by these two people.

With a proud face, Jing bao'er picked up a piece of oil and peppers on the grilled fish plate and said, "in fact, it's basically me. This grilled fish..."

"Is my baby the king of big stomach?" Meng Yaodong sat down beside Jing bao'er and said.

Song Mingyang smiles at jingbao'er and Jingrong. Then he walks quietly to Jingrong and sits down.

Soon, the waiter added two sets of chopsticks for them.

"If you want to have dinner with us, you don't say it earlier. If you call earlier, my fourth uncle and I will sit here and wait for you to come and order." Jing bao'er looked at Meng Yaodong, then at Song Mingyang, and said.

"It doesn't matter. We'll eat after you've eaten, and we don't dislike you." Song Mingyang said with a smile.

"Is this fish so delicious?" Meng Yaodong looked curious. He picked up a piece of fish and ate it.

As soon as he ate the fish, Meng Yaodong couldn't help but put up his thumb. "It's really delicious. It's delicious. It's really delicious. It's so strong..."

"If you like, eat more." Jingbaoer road.

"It must be." Meng Yaodong said with a smile.

Song Mingyang didn't speak much, just ate quietly.

He is always so, always so quiet, always like a gentle and modest childe.

It's easy for people to calm down just by looking at him.

"After dinner, shall we go to the bar? How about magic finger fairyland Asked Meng Yaodong.

When Jing Rong heard the speech, he looked up at Jing bao'er and asked, "how about going? If you go, I'll accompany you... "

When Meng Yaodong heard this, he immediately turned his eyes to Jingrong, "no, brother, you don't make your own decisions now? What? She looks like a hen pecked husband... "

"I'm married. What's the matter? Do you have any opinions?" Jing Rong looks at Meng Yaodong coldly and asks.

Meng Yaodong coughed awkwardly and kept shaking his head -

"naturally, he had no opinions What can I say? What's my opinion? "

"Then shut up..." Jing Rong and Dao.

"Cough..." Meng Yaodong coughed again.

Embarrassment.

What a shame!

Song Mingyang didn't interrupt in the whole process, just eating quietly.

But although he is very quiet, his sense of existence is always strong.

"What's up, baby? Shall we go? " Jing Rong looks at Jing bao'er and asks.

For these aspects, Jingrong still listens to Jingbao.

If she said no, he would certainly not go.

He is different from other men at all.

He will respect and listen to his women's opinions more.

Hearing this, Meng Yaodong immediately looked at Jing bao'er and said, "go, go, eh?"

Jingbao'er nodded, "OK, go to play At the same time, I want to go to the bar to play... "

"You're not going to the movies?" Jing Rong looks at Jing bao'er and asks.

"Oh, you can go to see the movie tomorrow. Since brother Dong is going to the bar, let's go with him. Anyway, we haven't bought tickets yet." Jingbaoer road.

She is very reasonable in this respect.

She never stopped her man from going out with her good brother like any other woman.

Every time, for the invitation of Meng Yaodong and song Mingyang, she would nod her head warmly.

"Well, we'll go after dinner later..." Meng Yaodong road.

Jing Baoer nodded.

"Since bao'er is going, I'll go with her..." Jingrong road.

Hearing the speech, Meng Yaodong immediately turned his eyes to Jingrong and said, "I hate you, a man who values color over friends. Everything has changed since bao'er came back. You've been wandering around bao'er every day, ignoring me and Mingyang. I hate you..."

Jing Rong directly lit a cigarette and smoked it. He looked at Meng Yaodong and said, "she's back. I don't stay with her every day. Do I stay with you every day? Am I crazy? "

"No Brother, do you want to be so direct? " Meng Yaodong said again.

"It's so direct..." Jing Rong is overbearing.

"Cough..." Meng Yaodong coughed awkwardly and stopped talking. He just turned his eyes to Jingrong. Then he looked up and sighed, "Oh, it's changed, it's changed, everything has changed..."Meng Yaodong's behavior made everyone laugh -

"you can't stop eating..." Jingrong road.

"That is, Dongzi, can we have a good meal?" Song Mingyang, who has been silent, can't help but open his mouth.

"Yes, I think I've been very quiet..." Meng Yaodong road.

"What are you, you don't know yourself?" Song Mingyang road.

"Damn, what the hell? I know myself very well."

"He doesn't have self-knowledge. He doesn't have any pressure at all." Jing Rong is merciless to pick up his good brother.

Meng Yaodong turned black in an instant. "You don't have any pressure in your heart. Fuck..."

"Mingyang, we ignore him." Jingrong road.

Song Mingyang smiles, then looks at Jing Rong and says, "what are you busy with these two days? I can't see you all the time. I often don't reply to wechat. "

"What else can I do? Besides accompanying this little girl, I'm busy with state affairs." The man said, "I just went to the army to have a look this morning..."

"You are busy enough, but no matter how busy you are, you should pay more attention to rest and body. Body is the capital of revolution." Song Mingyang road.

Jing Rong nodded, took a deep breath of smoke and said, "I know, you are the same. You should pay more attention to your body. Don't be busy working every day..."

Looking at these two people, they chatted with each other without taking themselves. Meng Yaodong's mind was unbalanced -

"fuck, you two, do you still have Laozi in your heart?" Meng Yaodong asked discontentedly.

"When you're normal, we have. When you're abnormal, we don't have." Jingrong road.

Meng Yaodong sighed helplessly, then gave Jingrong a white eye.

……

After dinner, a group of them arrived at magic finger Wonderland bar.

President's bodyguard convoy stops quietly at the back door of magic finger Wonderland bar.