His Long Love

"I have a proposal," said Xu Mingyang, standing up, patting the table and looking at all the people in the room, "let's play something big on the last day."

"Yes, you can't waste this last day." Wang Meilin agreed, her eyes were filled with excitement.

As expected, they are husband and wife, with similar temperament. Meng Qingge feels that she has a big head, and Meilin has to play with her big belly. After that, her baby will definitely be taken out of a big devil.

Miao Rufeng has always been sitting in a corner, he still looks a little weak, his face is not very good-looking. Refined and talkative people, from entering the house to now, have also said such a sentence, as the host of the opening greetings.

Meng Qingge looks at this scene and wonders whether Chen Xiao has gone to see him. I don't think you can see him so lonely. How about creating another chance?

Meng Qingge had a whim and suggested, "why don't we have a masked ball? Everyone is so familiar with it. There's nothing you can't let go."

"It's not suitable, Qingge. It's all played by children. It's not the same as our current identity." Xu Mingyang heard that such an old-fashioned link had no meaning at all. What's more, if you are all acquaintances, how can you play special?

"I think so." Cheng Hao immediately slapped Xu Mingyang in the face. Wooden face nodded and agreed.

"I support Qingge." Ji Wanzhou holds Meng Qingge and looks at her with encouragement.

Meng Qingge turned back and gave him a big kiss.

"It sounds interesting. We didn't take part in college." Wang Meilin, holding Meng Qingge, is in urgent need of knowing how to play this dance.

"You are blatantly bullying people." Xu Mingyang can see that the people around him are not at ease and kind-hearted. It was his suggestion at the beginning.

"Any comments?" Ji Wanzhou and Wang Meilin say at the same time that the eye knife is inserted into Xu Mingyang's body.

Xu Mingyang swallows saliva, "no more now."

Xu Mingyang turned to the artillery fire, "Mr. Miao, you have to say a word. Isn't this cruise your home? "

"I don't mind. Cough, it's good." Miao Rufeng coughed twice when he spoke. Innocent to Xu Mingyang, Xu Mingyang a show of hands, I am a patient, you can take me how.

"Xu Mingyang took a deep breath, turned his head and said," forget it, I don't care about you. "

"Master Miao, you are better." Meng Qingge looks at Miao Rufeng's condition is not very good. If Miao Rufeng can't come, it will be meaningless for her to hold the dance.

"I'm fine. I always show up on the last day." Miao Ru Feng smiles, as if he agrees with Meng Qingge's idea.

It seems that she is not waiting for the evening song.

"He said that if he had nothing to do with it, he could afford it." Ji Wanzhou lies in Meng Qingge's ear and whispers.

Meng Qingge turned back and said, "you are not jealous"

"am I such a mean person?" Season evening boat stretched out his hand to pinch Meng Qingge's small face, intimate smile at her.

Meng Qingge felt that it was too cheap to argue with him on this issue. He took a look at him in vain, turned his head without looking at him, and saved his face from the claws.

"Cough, there are two points for attention. This is a public place." Xu Mingyang has just been hit, watching two people so blatant show of love, can hardly bear.

"You're not afraid that I'll persuade Meline to quit you." Meng Qingge said leisurely, looking at Xu Mingyang with a smile. "Yes," Wang Meilin touched the child in her stomach, "ah, pity my baby. How can this be a silly father?"

"It doesn't matter. Qingge and I can help raise it." Ji Wanzhou is a professional mender.

"Well," Cheng Hao did not hesitate to talk to attack Xu Mingyang.

Xu Mingyang wanted to cry without tears, "let me go."

"Then how do we play the ball?" Miao Confucian wind timely speech, changed the topic. Avoid drowning Xu Mingyang by saliva.

"Draw lots." Meng Qingge answered immediately.

"Draw?" Miao Rufeng asked.

"Yes, by drawing lots for partners. And all the people who come to the scene need to wear masks. " The singing God of Meng Qing, Cai Yiyi, introduced the rules.

But she didn't notice that the light in miaoyufeng's eyes flickered a few times, like struggling, and finally the dust settled down.

In the evening, when the music starts, everyone has received the number, waiting for their partner to show up and invite him to spend the last night with him.

Meng Qingge is holding a good card in his hand. He doesn't expect who will come over. Anyway, he will be replaced by Ji Wanzhou.

Her attention began to focus on Chen Xiao from the beginning, to see when he would find Miao Rufeng, after all, created such a good opportunity.

"You told him." Ji Wanzhou came up, followed Meng Qingge's eyes, and saw Chen Xiao without accident.

"Of course I said it, or why do you think I'm having this dance?" Meng Qingge holds a glass of juice in one hand, biting the habit and looking at Chen Xiao.Ji Wanzhou saw that the conversation was invalid, and he rubbed his teeth secretly. This little white face repeatedly provoked Meng Qingge.

"May I ask this beautiful lady to dance with me Ji Wanzhou put one hand in front of him and bowed

Meng Qingge thought he looked funny and put his hand on his hand, "of course."

Ji Wanzhou took her to the dance floor and joined the dancing team, moving in circles according to the rhythm. The team didn't show any confusion because of the two people's interposition and entering. The time rhythm was well mastered.

"It's like the first time we've danced together." Meng Qingge's dance steps have changed with the season's boat. The music is somewhat moving. Today's season evening boat is particularly charming.

"You should be honored." Ji Wanzhou bowed his head and said it in a low voice when he was close to his face.

"You should be proud of my excellent dance." Meng Qingge does not show weakness and smiles provocatively.

Two people crossed a beautiful arc, like a palace aristocrat, shining in the crowd.

A circle down, Meng Qingge in the team or did not see Chen Xiao's figure, can not help looking around.

"Don't think about others. Look at your handsome husband more." Ji Wanzhou hand tightly gathered back, pull Qingge to his body.

"Looking at you, looking at you all the time." Meng Qingge said this perfunctory season evening boat, but the eyes still floated out, "let me know the result first."

Ji Wanzhou can not only follow him to watch, gossip women really can't stand.