MTL - Beloved Marriage in High Society-Chapter 46

Embracing Meng Hao for a while, he kissed the person again. He kissed Meng Yu’s eyes and felt the overflowing water, and continued to kiss, soft and soothing, and some could not be described. The affection of the mouth.

In fact, Meng Hao does not reject such a kiss. He leans against the back of the sofa and does whatever he wants.

This kind of warmth has been until Meng Yu has recovered from the extreme joy of the body, and then he stops.

Meng Hao's dawn gradually had a focal length, only to dissipate a little red glow and creep back. His eyes looked straight and he seemed to want to determine something from his face.

He was very accustomed to Meng Yu’s undisguised gaze. He leaned his head and kissed his lips, then straightened his body, pulled the clothes on one side, wrapped people and walked to the room.

The window was open and the night wind was getting cold. He tossed people, and he couldn’t stay too long in this night wind.

Take a bath and then slumber, and you are more and more proficient.

When Meng Hao was confused with his eyes closed, he whispered, "Are you happy?"

Looking at Meng Hao, the brow slightly picked up, then leaned over his forehead and kissed, "Happy."

How to be unhappy with the body and mind of the person you like, especially Meng Yu deliberately indulge, deliberately want to make him happy, because of this intention, he has felt warm and warm to the present, this answer is absolutely certain.

"Well," Meng Hao gently responded, and his eyebrows were softer than the other side. He said with a lighter voice than he said, "I am happy too."

I didn’t want to go back to Meng Hao, but he didn’t feel that he would hold people tighter.

Perhaps it is not unreasonable to say such a word, and when he is so happy, he suddenly thinks that if he did not meet Meng Hao in his life, what can he do?

Cold and lonely, like the years gone by, may have been like that, he does not feel bad.

But now he has met Meng Hao, he is afraid that it will be hard to bear such a day.

The awkward consciousness slowly fell into chaos, but there was something deep in the heart of the field tonight, which quickly took root and sprouted.

Woke up a few times in the middle of the cockroach, after he confirmed that Meng Hao did not have a fever, he continued to fall asleep.

The sun shone through the gauze into the bedroom, gradually rising, and the two people woke up later than yesterday, and the biological clock that Meng Hao had raised for decades was so smashed and disrupted.

He stumbled and opened his eyes, but first felt the squatting motion on his left leg. He paused and then lifted his right leg to him. "Sour..."

When the words were exported, he closed again, and his voice was even stranger than yesterday.

But in fact, only Meng Meng feels strange, his voice with a lazy smell to wake up, slow tones, in fact, hooked people. It’s not strange, it’s nice, it’s a tickling heart.

He put his right foot on his lap and then gave him a squat. Meng Hao slowly sat up and leaned down on his cheeks to kiss him, and he gave him a hard-working leg. Reward.

He continued to lick Meng's leg, and then his cheek on the other side was also sideways. Meng Hao's mouth smirked and smiled again. He kissed him again and kissed him again.

This morning is as good as ever, sweet and ordinary.

After breakfast, they took a bus to the nearby attractions and walked at four o'clock in the afternoon. The sights too far away would not go.

After eating lunch, the two people went back to the hotel and continued to get tired. After waiting for the time, they went to the airport.

Ai Xi and Yan Mingya came and sent each other. The four people couldn’t say how long they could be at the airport, and they took Meng Meng on the plane.

I didn’t know what to do and then appeared in the F country. I didn’t even call to send someone to check him, just as he didn’t know what Meng Hao had happened to him.

This trip to the F country is only seven days before and after. There are so many things that can happen, or that they have found too many things, Meng Hao’s life experience, Yu Meizhen’s trace, the truth of her child’s death, and the determination. Awkward life and death.

The plane arrived in Haicheng. It was 11 o'clock in the night in F. In the summer, it was 6 o'clock in the morning. Zhao Bing and Wang Feng came to pick up the plane. When Meng Yi sat in the car, he fell asleep in his arms and went to the iron gate of the house. Before he stopped, he was shackled back to the upstairs room, and he was not aware.

I want to accompany Meng Hao to sleep, but there is still a pile of things in his hand. After he confirmed that Meng Hao was sleeping again, he got up and went to the study. Wang Feng also brought some documents to look at, better. Things have to be accounted for.

The computer held a video conference. The conference was held for nearly three hours. At the end of the conference, the two people continued to process the accumulated documents. He suddenly took a look at the time. "First lunch, we will continue at two in the afternoon."

"Okay," Wang Feng nodded, looked at the watch, and then couldn't help but watched it for a while, it was only 11:30.

How did he feel that his boss went back to the F country and suddenly became more humanized. When there were many things, they had dinner at one or two noon.

In the case of the mansion, most of them let Wang Bo and his mother send them to the study. They talked about things and ate a few mouthfuls, and then continued. How many things can be handled in these two and a half hours.

After he finished speaking, he put the pen aside and got up and went out with Wang Feng. Wang Feng went to the building to wait for the meal. He exchanged two sentences with the servant passing by the door, but he returned to the house. He naturally looked for it. Meng Hao went.

Meng Hao had been asleep until nine o'clock, and he woke up for a while before he remembered that they were going home. He went downstairs to have breakfast and learned that he and Wang Feng were in the study and they did not bother. He licked the ball in one hand and took a rhubarb in the field and slid it around the grass, then took them back to the room.

The rhubarb snoring at his feet, the hairball nest is in the big | leg of Meng Yu, Meng Yu is watching the computer intently, the mouse is slowly rotating, the screen is full of English, or the professional term is especially English. .

The experiment he almost completed in his life was still a few key steps. He didn't have time to finish it. Now he not only wants to continue, but also has more ideas. He wants to give it the perfect one.

"What are you looking at?" It’s been a while since I’ve been in the room, but Meng’s focus is not aware of his coming in, he can only find his own sense of existence.

Meng Hao heard a slight glimpse of his face, and then he looked at it. His light shook a little, as if he had all the courage he could have said. "Hey, I want to repeat, I want to take the university."

He wants to have his own lab, do things that he hasn't done in his life, and give his perfect work to you.

There was no surprise in the rumor, and there was no pause. He stroked Meng Hao’s cheek and responded. “Good.”

Regardless of the reason, without chasing the past, he would like to meet all the requirements of Meng Hao, not to mention that this is not a requirement.

Meng Hao looked at the twilight slightly drooping, and then he pulled the collar of the scorpion, his jaw was slightly raised, his lips slammed into the shackles, and he took the initiative to kiss people, not because of gratitude, but because he wanted to kiss him. That's it.

He gently responded to Meng Xi’s kiss. When he was about to quit, he turned passive and took the initiative. He extended the kiss. He held the panting man in his arms, and the smile of his eyebrows could not be hidden.

"We will only have each other between us. Our future is very long. I will support you no matter what you want to do." This is what he told Meng Hao, but it is also his promise. He will use up some to practice. Promise of.

Meng Yi heard the sly neck, the cherry-colored lips moved slightly, and he returned, "Okay."

Other than that, he didn't know what he could return, he thought he would not regret this decision.

Wang Feng waited for half an hour downstairs, and then he took Meng Hao down.

After having lunch, I walked with Meng Hao for more than half an hour, and went back to the room for an hour. The book was a two o'clock in the afternoon that he told him.

Wang Feng was finally at a loss. This kind of time arrangement was not a sudden humanization, but his heart was given to others, and the time was also sent out. It was the time when he volunteered to let Meng Hao take up.

Before entering the study room, he actually found Xiao Bo, let him arrange the Mengxu re-reading school, and the summer vacation to make up the class teacher.

Xiao Bo and Wang Ma are so stunned that their wife is only a senior.

When I was eating in the evening, Meng Hao got a full set of books that Xiao Bo had bought back. It also included the papers and review materials of the high school of Haicheng University. It was full of two boxes and it was carried to his study.

Meng Hao squinted, and Wang Ma politely gave him more chicken legs, and his mind had begun to ponder how to make up for the hard-working family wife.

He also clipped the eggplant that Meng Hao likes to his bowl. "First eat."

Meng Hao nodded, took his eyes back, and then concentrated on eating.

After the daily walk, he was taken to the study room, Meng Hao wrote the test paper, and continued to process the documents.

His eyes glanced at Meng Hao from time to time, watching his pen tip always moving, his look was also focused on his appearance, and he did not realize that he had seen it a few times. From Meng Yu’s focus on picking flowers in the Rose Manor, he discovered the serious Meng Yu. It is more eye-catching than he is on weekdays.

It is like a diamond suddenly unearthed in the sun, shiny, fascinating, and dazzling. This is the real Meng Xi, and he is only fortunate enough to get it before the diamond wipes the dust.

Meng Yi first completed the theory, then mathematics, then English and language, he did not write a large composition, from six o'clock to ten o'clock, for four hours, his eyes did not move away from the table in front of him.

And I finally realized it, and I was completely left out.

Meng Hao put down the pen, and when he turned his head, he looked at his eyes on the attention of the captain. Then he couldn't help but smile. "I wrote everything except the composition."

He has been awake for so long, and he has not been as serious as he is tonight.

He raised his hand to him. Meng Meng grabbed his test paper and walked over. He hadn’t put the paper on the table in front of him. He was taken by him and he was sitting a little. The position that the side body deliberately moved out went up.

Meng Hao posted in the arm of the arm, then looked at the pick up the pen and began to correct it.

The tampering was very fast. After twenty minutes, he changed the four volumes. He showed some smile on his face. He licked Meng's hair and praised him. "It's a good test."

Meng Yi's partiality is somewhat serious. Some of the steps in the comprehensive and mathematics are not perfect enough. Basically all right, absolutely rare. His English is also acceptable, his composition is not good, and the reading comprehension is wrong. As for the language, it is the worst of all subjects. It is the basis of his composition. He is difficult to pass.

But this is already unexpected, not only the results of Meng Hao’s college entrance examination, but also because Meng’s closed high school is different from ordinary high school, where it is specially designed for problem teenagers. The meaning of teaching teachers is not To improve their performance, they must correct their conduct, quit internet addiction, violent tendencies, and so on.

There are no ones who care about the results, how the students do not punish the daily routine, how the teacher's daily routine controls the rebellious and incurable in their eyes, Meng Hao wants to learn in that environment, I don't know. How did he do it.

Meng Yuzhong flashed brightly, and for this sudden exaggeration, some inexplicable restraints, his hand, then he turned back to the table and watched the papers that he had carefully corrected for him. Once again, he turned back and smiled again.

His jealousy not only fights better than him, but also learns better than him.

“How do you usually learn?”

The sly hand grabbed Meng Hao's waist and put his chin on his shoulder, whispering, and there was a little uncontrollable distress in the sputum.

"It is reading a book, writing a paper, and other people are not willing to write a paper. I will collect it and it will be slowly."

This "slow" process is not short, it is not easy, but those hard, but can not be said in words, Meng Hao is actually lucky to come back at this time, he is not willing to be early or late, then He has been through it for three years... but he doesn’t want to revisit it at all.

If he is born again earlier, he may not want to live.

The gloomy look of Meng Yuzhong flashed a little, and finally disappeared. He pushed the papers farther away, then hugged him back, what to do, some people loved, some people hurt, he actually still felt It’s sad.

He seems to be getting more and more strange, uncontrollable.

The hand of the cockroach was slightly swayed, and the man’s neck was touched. “Is it tired?”

"Well," Meng Hao gently responded, and his hand lifted up and hugged his neck, leaning against his neck and groaning. "You take me back to the house."

I heard that I had kissed my hair and kissed Meng’s hair. If I didn’t do anything, I would hold the person back to the room and take a shower to wash things. It’s still a gangster, and he’s coming out of the bathroom himself. Emotional watching is back to normal.

He leaned his knee against the pillow and noticed that he was coming back. He immediately opened the quilt.

When he got on the bed, Meng Hao lay down and moved to his arms.

The sly kiss fell on Meng's lips, "Good night."

"Good night," Meng Yu kissed her, and then closed her eyes.

I stared at the person for a while, and he closed his eyes. For a long time, he couldn’t fall asleep. Only in the study, Meng’s mood was obviously wrong, but he could not find the real roots. Ask Meng Hao.

Woke up the next day, Meng Hao completely returned to normal. After he had had breakfast, he accompanied him to the teacher who came to give him a lesson. After reading Meng Hao’s paper, he only left the Chinese teacher and English teacher. .

Meng Hao's science, those teachers have nothing to teach him, English and language look there is room for improvement, but Meng Hao's understanding of these two subjects has basically reached the limit he can currently reach.

Several teachers predicted that Meng Hao’s scores for next year’s scores and the current scores would not be much different.

It is not necessary to make up the class. The English teacher and the language teacher are also rotating each other the next day. They don’t come over the weekend. Like other teachers, they will leave homework for Meng Hao, or the paper will be fine.

He takes two hours of classes every day, guarantees two sets of papers every week, and remains free for the rest of the day, either walking the dog or teasing the cat, or holding the drawings to calculate his own problems, until they return to their honeymoon. Month, Meng Hao is like this.

I was busy after the first three days, and I was not so busy. He started at 8:00 every day and returned home at 5:30. The English teacher and the language teacher did not come over the weekend. Go, occasionally get off work early, and take him to the street to go and buy something delicious to treat him.

This is also the case on the same day. He told the people at hand that he had left the company in advance.

"Where are we going?" Meng Hao shook his hand with his hand, and the light slanted slightly to see people, and the wind was infinite and not knowing.

"First go buy something for you," he said, pulling the person closer, and then whispering, in the eyes of outsiders, he seems to be talking about what is particularly entangled in Meng Yu, and he always has Meng. When you come to the company once, people inside and outside have to show them many times.

Meng Yan heard his eyes bright and nodded. "The last time the sugar-fried chestnuts were delicious, let's buy that."

"Yes," he said, protecting Meng's head first, letting him get in the car, and then he got on the bus.

But they bought the sugar-fried chestnuts and decided not to make the next trip. They picked up a phone call.

"Okay, we will come."

Meng Yan’s lips moved, and then he looked at him. He was still very conscious. He’s “we” thought he was jealous of him.

"My grandmother was sick a few days ago, and the serious illness is just the birth of a child. She thinks we are going."

When I said this, the tone was quite calm. He licked Meng's hair and took the man to the car. "Let's see her and come back."

After two years, the two old people have lived, have not been to the birth, but not only why he was rejected, he is the same, even the gifts sent back have been returned, his number of gifts is done, there is What kind of reaction is not considered.

After receiving this call, I was really surprised.

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