His Long Love

The next day, as the sun went up, Meng Qingge got up in a daze. His whole body was sticky and he felt very uncomfortable. He planned to get up and take a bath.

"Come and eat when you wake up." Ji Wanzhou's face is not always in front of him, with a stack of white paper in his hand.

Meng Qingge's first reaction is that it's a contract, but she can't think of Ji Wanzhou's recent actions.

"I'll take a bath first." She stares at Ji Wanzhou for two seconds, and then she knows that she slowly looks away and looks at other places.

Season evening boat rare did not say what, he silently closed the door, walked out.

Warm water on Meng Qingge's head and body, she closed her eyes and remembered the joy of last night.

She forced herself to forget about it, but it had happened. How could it be erased. I didn't want to be involved with these people any more. Unfortunately, a drink brought her back to her prototype.

Meng Qingge felt a little panicked. She didn't know what Ji Wanzhou was thinking, but she was afraid that she would throw in the wrong feelings again.

Waiting for her to open her eyes again, a decision has been made.

"I'll take it as an accident, and you don't have to worry about it." Meng Qingge naturally sat on the opposite side of the jiwanzhou, picked up the toast on the table, tilted his head and bit.

Don't care? Season evening boat indignant lift table, he is to let this woman engrave deeply.

When you stay, there are always three accidents.

"Accidents, which have happened all the time, are not accidents. You have forgotten how much waves you called last night." Ji Wanzhou hooks the corners of her mouth, sticks out her tongue and outlines her lips. It looks sexy and dangerous.

Meng Qingge subconsciously swallows saliva and forgets to eat the bread in his hand for a while. Then she laughed out, season evening boat is a child, still playing such tricks.

"You think you really know me." Meng Qingge disdains to say, conveniently throw out the toast in the hand.

"You don't want to admit that you have children." Ji Wanzhou quickly retorts, and his wife is too worried.

"You don't make trouble again. It's good for you, me and the company. There's no need to do this." Meng Qingge hands on the table looking at the opposite season evening boat, a slight shiver or betrayed her now unstable mood, "I don't want to be whose springboard."

The relationship, which had been relieved, seemed to have fallen to freezing point once.

Ji Wanzhou also does not understand how things have become what they are now.

"I love you." Ji Wanzhou was silent and only three words came out, representing all his feelings.

"This is your love. It's too cheap, Ji Wanzhou." Meng Qingge sneers, she has never been invincible.

She has been controversial since the beginning, and still hovers on the crest of the waves.

However, the people who pushed her to this step are still more Ji Wanzhou. So she couldn't do it so quickly, so she didn't have the heart to forgive this person.

Meng Qingge returns home, the empty room makes Meng Qingge feel decadent.

She had no time to take care of other things, she squatted down, the body tightly hugged herself, the huge room did not have a little bit of anger.

Ji Wanzhou followed Meng Qingge all the way back to the community. He knew that Meng Qingge didn't pick up Xuexue, so he simply turned around to pick up Xuexue.

Xuexue stood alone by the door and saw the season boat, waving to snow.

"Handsome uncle." Snow quickly ran past, holding the arm of the season evening boat. He doesn't know how Mommy can be so late today and hasn't come to pick her up. Anyway, there is a handsome uncle. He will contact mummy.

"Xuexue, do you want me to be your daddy?" Season evening boat squat down, body, holding snow and snow constantly coax children.

Xuexue tilted her head and bit her thumb. She didn't expect too much. She said, "of course I do." There is a handsome uncle, there is delicious, and there is a handsome father than the face of the good.

"Is snow going to the amusement park this weekend?" Ji Wanzhou continued to ask questions.

"Yes, you know everything." Snow naughty hook the neck of the season boat, intimately dependent on the season boat.

"Let's make an appointment that we don't tell mommy about our meeting today. We'll give her a surprise this weekend." Season evening boat stretch out a hand, hook small finger, smile to look at snow, squat down, body hand reached in front of the school, "to pull hook."

One big and one small, hook the little finger, gently press, the agreement reached.

Meng Qingge came home, lost for a long time, just suddenly wake up, this time snow should have been school.

She just got up to go out when the doorbell rang and snow's face appeared in the screen.

"How did you come back? Who brought you back?" Meng Qingge nervously grabs snow to ask a way, this small group son unexpectedly dare not wait for her to come back without authorization.

"It was the handsome uncle who came to pick me up. I thought it was mummy who asked him to take me home." A small group of mouth a shriveled, blinking eyes will cry out.Meng Qingge didn't realize how terrible her expression was now. She had just cried and her eyes were still a little swollen. When she saw snow and snow, she was really worried and couldn't care about the image.

But this look in the eyes of the child is really a bit frightening, snow snow only think usually gentle and reasonable mother has disappeared.

"I'm sorry, Xuexue. It's mommy who is a little excited. Next time, Mommy won't be late again

"Snow is going to the amusement park that weekend." Snow naughty said, small face also showed a little smile.

Meng Qingge, who did not agree, immediately agreed to Xuexue's request.

"Yes." Snow is still a child's temperament, just heard that the weekend can go out to play, the whole people are very happy, Sahuan ran away.

Meng Qingge looks at huantuo's children, and feels much more comfortable in her heart. She stands in front of the window and looks down on the parking lot of the community.

It is not dark, Meng Qingge saw the familiar car.

It seems that the owner also guessed that Meng Qingge would come and have a look. He flashed in a high profile, for fear that Meng Qingge could not see him. Meng Qingge smiles, pulls the curtain with his back hand, and wipes a smile that he doesn't realize.