We seems to have met in our dream

Si rourourou didn't understand what Meng Yalun meant. Her whole body was stiff and her clothes were a little thin. The heat of the man's palm made her feel as if she was ironing all over, and even became a little presumptuous.

She also pushed the hard object between her legs in her hip seam, and her voice became thicker. "How can people feel so good? There will be an impulse to experience it in this kitchen."

Si rourourou's legs were a little weak. She was too scared to hold the stove. Meng Yalun had loosened her hand and stood comfortably.

Si rourourou was a little stunned by him. She didn't react from her intimate behavior for a long time.

Meng Yalun smiled. "I'm relatively straight and don't like beating around the bush. I don't suppress what I think and say. I don't like those hypocrites who restrict their emotions. I have feelings for you. It's true. So I'm sorry to scare you."

He reached out and took Si rourourou's hand. "My princess."

Si rourourou looked at the tall, handsome and unmarried man in front of her and finally couldn't help asking, "will these two personalities bring you trouble?"

Meng Yalun smiled, "generally... Don't I make him more painful?"

Si rourourou smiled, "I think so."

As she saw the troubled Meng Aaron this morning, she actually felt a little funny. The head at night was like a disorderly bear child. The one during the day was trying to clean up the mess.

I just don't know how many girls he provoked like himself.

For example, the woman who gave Meng Aaron's business card when she left that day was obviously provoked by him.

Si rourourou has to say that her heart is a little sour. In fact, she likes Meng Yalun very much. The so-called I only like your song must be an excuse. When facing this person, she will still be moved and can't control her emotions.

Even if she has no feelings for her during the day, she can have a place in front of her.

Si rourourou doesn't know what's on her mind. It's messy anyway.

So that she looked at Meng Yalun's eyes, the sense of vigilance was a little less. After she filled up the fried rice, took it to the outside table, put the chopsticks, and asked, "you try?"

"That's it?" Meng Aaron was obviously a little upset. "Don't you know I'm hungry?"

"You don't have any ingredients at home. You didn't know you had a party at home yesterday, and the fridge was empty." Si rourourou had no choice, so she set aside part of the fried rice on her plate and gave it to him. "Can you eat first? You have to try it if it's delicious."

Meng Yalun said that this is not a Yangzhou fried rice. How delicious can it be?

As a result, he was stunned when he went down with a spoon. The taste was very plump, just like the girl in front of him. He always felt full and juicy, especially when he bit the last, there was a very fragrant taste. I don't know if it was because he was too hungry.

Meng Yalun buried herself in eating. Si rourourou smiled and said that her cooking was somehow taught by her good father. She couldn't be worse.

Although his character is a little bad, he still feels very soft when eating. Si rourourou lowers her head, picks up a spoonful of rice and puts it into her mouth. She is still eating with beauty.

***

"What to drink?" maybe there was only a plate of fried rice. Meng Yalun was not very satisfied, so he asked Si rourourou.

"Follow... Giggle... Meaning." as soon as Si rourourou answered, she choked on her own meal. Meng Aaron couldn't help laughing and got up to get hot water.

Si rourourou had burned hot water when she was cooking fried rice just now. She thought she wouldn't burp. As a result, she became nervous again.

Si rourourou clearly remembers that Meng Aaron had an interview. He said he had a quirk. Only the people he liked would help her make tea. He will help make a pot of good tea according to his feelings. Of course, close friends around him have this treatment.

Si rourourou choked because she thought of it.

Meng Yalun made a pot of rose tea, put it in front of her and asked, "why do you like burping so much?"

Si rourourou poured out a small cup and tried to press it first. Then she was very embarrassed and said, "I don't know. My mother said I like burping in her stomach, just like a little frog. After the results came out, it's still so easy to burp."

"..." Meng Yalun suddenly stopped. It took him a long time to pour tea. "Your meal is delicious."

"Will you continue to cook for me tomorrow?" Meng Aaron suggested again.

In fact, Meng Aaron doesn't seem so terrible. He just likes playing. Some bad actions are just self-protection?

Si rourourou feels like this. She likes the way she gets along with her now.

She hesitated and thought, "my sister doesn't care what I say... It's OK. Or I can prepare one for you at home."

"That's OK." Meng Yalun smiled.

Si Rourou's eyes fell on the pot of rose tea and her face was slightly red. Does that mean she looks like a rose? I don't know if it's such a feeling. She's not afraid of him anymore, and even gets along very happily.

"In fact... Aren't you afraid that I'll disturb you?" Si rourourou thought, "you don't have the same character during the day and night. Aren't you afraid that I'll trouble the person during the day?"

Meng Yalun slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled at the bottom of his eyes. "Why, do you want to rely on me? But I just touched you."

Si rourourou blushed in an instant and stammered for a long time: "I, I..."

"You see, with your soft persimmon character, I'm afraid you'll find him trouble?" Meng Yalun laughed more happily this time.

Si rourourou glared at him. Although she was unhappy with his evaluation, she must admit that what others said is reasonable. She is a soft persimmon character... Anyone can pinch it

The soft persimmon went to wash the dishes after dinner. She was very virtuous. After all this, she wiped her hands, "I'm going back."

"Do you want a hot kettle?" Meng Aaron certainly remembered how she came. When his personality emerged, he saw Si rourourou holding his hot kettle.

Si rourourou blushed and shook his head. He doesn't burp anymore. What else do you need.

But she quickly thought of something, "can you, can you sign some names for me... I, I brought your CDs."

Meng Yalun looked at her, and suddenly there was a lot of smile in her eyes. That smile penetrated into her heart, which made Si Rourou feel a little embarrassed.

"Don't you always think I'm not him?"

Si rourourou shook her head. "No, you are alone. But I... I dare not ask that person. I dare you."