Han Man: Starting from Aunt Meijing, he took charge of the chaebol!

When Zhao Meijing heard this, her heart trembled slightly.

Tilting his head to the side, he said delicately: “When you said you wanted to forget that incident, I didn’t say I could forget.” ”

For a young woman from a good family, being able to say such words is basically showing Su Mingyu.

Su Mingyu naturally understood what Zhao Meijing meant.

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly walked to Zhao Meijing’s body and took Zhao Meijing into his arms.

Stretched out two fingers to hook Zhao Meijing’s chin.

He said with a smile: “Oh, Aunt Meijing, what do you mean by this?” How do I not understand? ”

Zhao Meijing’s face was red as if she was about to ooze blood.

Su Mingyu glanced at Su Mingyu with a variety of amorous feelings.

He said angrily: “If you don’t understand, forget it.” ”

At this time, when Su Mingyu heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little more obvious.

He pinched Zhao Meijing’s chin and kissed it fiercely.

“Hmm~”

Zhao Meijing’s heart struggled slightly, so she faintly resisted.

Su Ningyu could naturally feel this resistance at this time, but for Su Mingyu, this was obviously not important.

This woman, he was determined.

Jesus can’t stay!

With both offense and defense, we must seize the timing.

Just like now.

It should be tough and ask Zhao Meijing to overcome psychological obstacles.

So Su Mingyu did not hesitate for a moment.

Poof!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock….

Zhao Meijing’s face turned crimson.

It seems that he is trying his best to restrain something.

Her eyes were slightly confused.

“Ah~”

In his mouth, he couldn’t help but let out a coquettish snort.

“Aunt Meijing, are you okay?” Chen Junyu’s voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Meijing bit her lower lip deadly.

In the best restraint

….

Chen Junyu outside the door could certainly guess what was happening in the room.

His back teeth are almost crushed!

Damn Su Mingyu!

No… No, Aunt Meijing is not that kind of person, it must be Su Mingyu’s bastard, it must be the means he used.

Su Mingyu said that Laozi is the victim.

You don’t know how the gentle and virtuous goddess in front of you on weekdays takes the initiative in front of Lao Tzu.

Su Mingyu pinched his hair from behind Zhao Meijing.

Crouching on Zhao Meijing’s body, he whispered: “Don’t you think it’s rude not to talk to people all the time?” ”

Zhao Meijing bit her lower lip fiercely, and a faint trace of blood appeared on her lips.

“Hmm~” Her voice trembled slightly.

“Then don’t answer Junwoo quickly, don’t ask Junwoo to worry about you, understand?!”

“Hmm~~~”

Su Mingyu said while lifting SU.

Zhao Meijing couldn’t restrain herself in the end.

“Junyu, Auntie ~ Hmm ~, Auntie ~ It’s okay, you don’t have to worry ~ Auntie, you go to rest early!”

Zhao Meijing said these words intermittently.

Although she was trying her best to restrain herself, she wanted to make her tone as flat as possible.

But in this case, Chen Junyu outside the door still noticed some clues.

Perhaps because of the extra nervousness, Zhao Meijing’s body trembled slightly.

The corners of Su Mingyu’s mouth provoked a little, and he smiled very meaningfully.