Chen Wang didn't know how to answer this for a moment.

He didn't expect that one day he would experience this dilemma on such an occasion.

Meng Yingning was also very embarrassed.

After Lao Meng said this, Meng Yingning felt a little unable to speak.

She wanted to introduce her as soon as she entered the door, but Meng's mother remembered Chen Wang. She wanted to talk about it when she was having a meal, and it was more formal.

When I was in love for the first time, Meng Yingning felt a little bit like that. She had to tell her parents that it was not considered a fun idea.

As a result, he spoke several times, but was interrupted by Meng Jingsong.

Lao Meng probably sincerely felt that when he was a child, he saw the grown-up child visiting him. He was quite thoughtful. He had played chess for so many years and had not played in vain.

This feeling of being remembered and being thought about by others makes him feel very happy. If Meng Yingning told him that it was not at this time, that feeling would not be very pleasant.

If Lao Meng is not happy, Chen Wang may not be too happy either.

What's more, Lao Meng would have had some subtle hostility towards the identity of "daughter's boyfriend". In the past, Meng Yingning was young and could still resist openly. Now she is 25 years old, and Lao Meng has no reason to object, so the words have become "I must check it."

If you have a boyfriend without checking, then your boyfriend will have to be beaten up...

Chen Wang has to be beaten up.

I beat myself up and humbled myself into the soil.

Meng Yingning imagined the scene, couldn't help but laughed.

She quickly lowered her head and secretly smiled at the bowl of white rice in front of her, her shoulders trembling.

At the dinner table, Mr. Meng Jingsong was still having a heart-to-heart talk with Chen Wang. Meng Yingning felt that according to this trend, Meng Jingsong might want to recognize Chen Wang as his godson after eating this meal.

She smiled and moved, and went to the side, reaching out to the plate of sweet and sour rows placed on the other side of the dining table.

As a result, my body slanted and my legs touched the leg of the man next to me.

Chen Wang's movement of lifting chopsticks suddenly paused.

The small row held on Meng Yingning's chopsticks almost fell down, and her face turned red. Her first reaction was that she subconsciously wanted to look at Chen Wang. As a result, the man's expression was plain and cold, and there was no slight turbulence on one side of his gaze.

I don’t know what it was for, but Meng Yingning’s move to retract his legs instantly paused and did not move.

Not only did he not move, his knees even leaned against him and leaned against him.

The man's body temperature is much higher than her and warmer.

Meng Yingning pursed her lips.

There is a secret, small and strange feeling of satisfaction.

I ate this meal for a long time, and everyone was full later. Only Lao Meng and Chen Wang were still there. The two of them were drinking and chatting. Most of the time, Meng Jingsong was talking. Chen Wang didn't talk much, but it was not cold.

Meng's mother had already left the table. Meng Yingning sat there and listened to them for a while. They were all topics that men liked to talk about, such as current affairs, policies and national defense, as if they were listening to the science education channel, which was a bit boring.

Meng Yingning almost fell asleep when she heard this, yawned and got up to go back to the room.

After leaving the restaurant, I remembered that Chen Wang was going to live here today, so I turned to the attic again.

There is only one bedroom in the attic, which is quite large and has a separate bathroom. There is no one at ordinary times. Sometimes when people come to the house, they will sleep and be used as a guest room.

When Meng Yingning went up, Meng's mother was changing Chen Wang's new sheets and quilt covers. When she heard her coming up, she didn't even look back: "What's your dad talking about?"

Meng Yingning: "Well, my interest is very high, and even my forehead is red."

"No one is with him to drink, and I haven't seen you for a long time. He is happy when you come back," said Meng's mother. "I will give Xiao Chen your dad's pajamas and close-fitting ones. I just bought him a new one two days ago, and I haven't worn it yet."

Meng Yingning responded, hesitated for a while, walked over to sit at the end of the bed, and looked at Meng's mother's pillowcase.

Meng's mother glanced at her: "What are you doing?"

Meng Yingning blinked at her twice and called her: "Mom."

Meng Mu: "Don't act spoiled, have something to say."

Meng Yingning's cheeks bulged, looked at her flatteringly, and said with a smile: "I actually had a boyfriend."

Meng Mu looked calm: "Oh, then."

"Then why don't you ask my boyfriend who is?" Meng Yingning said.

"You haven't been home for several months. As soon as you come back, you bring Xiao Chen with you. You also bring a bunch of things on the left and right. Then you ask me to ask who your boyfriend is," Meng's mother slowly put on a pillowcase, "Are you trying to change one?"

Meng Yingning smiled and leaned over: "I just think you must have seen it, so I want to explain it to you."

Compared to Lao Meng, Meng’s mother can be a little easier to say.

After all, Meng's mother has been quite active in finding a partner since she graduated. She wanted to introduce her old classmate's son to her some time ago.

Meng Yingning thought about it carefully. Now she and Chen Wang took the initiative to tell Lao Meng that it was not suitable, as if only Meng's mother was better.

And she couldn't help it.

You can't hide the things you are happy about, and you will want to share them with those you are close to, so that those you are close to know.

Meng's mother put the pillow he had put on the bed and hummed, "I knew what was going on as soon as you opened the door. I said you, a girl, couldn't see her for several months, must have been thinking about something."

Meng's mother continued, "Do you think your father is really stupid? Although he is a little careless, he is still over fifty people. In his eyes, you two are just two children. You can see you from head to toe. You haven't seen each other for so many years, but as soon as you retire from the army, you followed your daughter to drink with him. Is this possible?"

Meng Yingning thought for a while: "There is still some. Isn't Lu Zhihuan here to see you two, and will you drink with my dad?"

"Can that be the same? Lu Zhihuan Ming can't get any sparks from you at first sight. When you were with him, you were like a fool. Chen Wang outside, you two stood together and you could tell what was going on."

Meng's mother paused and said, "And I don't think he wanted to hide it from it. The look of your eyes and things are obvious. It's impossible for your father to not see it."

Meng Yingning puffed her cheeks and said, "Then he also told Chen Wang to beat my boyfriend. Why did he deliberately bully people?"

"You're not happy, this is a tantrum," Meng's mother said in a low voice. "Your father should like Chen Wang very much, but he doesn't want you to talk to her boyfriend, so he hasn't told him."

Meng Yingning understood immediately, and hurriedly leaned over and pinched Meng's mother's arm: "Then, mom, look at how I'm going to talk to him on my dad?"

"You don't have to mention this," Meng's mother taught her, "Keep a distance from Chen Wang when you are in front of your father, don't get together. It's best not to ignore him. Your father is just jealous now and feels uncomfortable. The more you ignore Chen Wang, the more you treat him, the happier your father will be."

“…”

Meng Yingning thinks that sometimes men are twisted and really scary.

Meng Jingsong seemed to have tried his best to drink Chen Wang, but in the end he was the one who lay down, and fell asleep on the table. In the end, Meng's mother called out and returned to the bedroom like a sleepwalking.

Meng Yingning leaned over and looked at Chen Wang. The man looked at him as no different from usual and he didn't even breathe.

I heard Lu Zhihuan say before that this person was drinking like drinking water, and I didn’t have any intuitive feelings yet. Today I have completely seen it.

But I was still a little worried, after all, I drank a lot.

"Are you okay? Are you dizzy?" Meng Yingning leaned over and asked.

"Hmm?" Chen Wang raised his eyes, "It's a little bit."

Meng Yingning looked at him, from Qingming's eyes to a calm expression, and then shook her head: "I can't see it."

Chen Wang smiled: "Can you see that?"

OK, you are awesome.

"Then go to bed quickly," Meng Yingning said, pulling him up, "You sleep in the attic room, and put your clothes on the bed, all of them are new. Take a shower and go to bed early."

Chen Wang didn't say much, and said "um", got up and got up, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked really inactive.

Meng Yingning also went back to the room, took a shower and applied a mask, and wanted to go to the refrigerator to get a yogurt. She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to get a box of strawberries. She poked it in with a straw on the refrigerator door, took a few puffs, and calmed down.

She ran to the kitchen door, stuck out her butt and looked at the stairs.

The attic was silently quiet.

Meng Yingning thought about it, put the yogurt on the table, ran back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door and took out a box of milk from it, poured a cup out and stuffed it into the microwave. After tinging it for a while, he wanted to add some honey, but his hand shook and poured a large piece into it.

She walked through the living room with a glass of warm milk. When she walked to the entrance of the corridor, she looked at Lao Meng and Meng's mother's bedroom with guilt, and then she carefully tiptoed to the attic.

The light in the attic was faint, and only a small floor lamp was turned on, and Chen Wangren was not in the bedroom.

Meng Yingning stood with a milk cup for a while, but he didn't hear any sounds of water in the bathroom.

She walked to the bedside and placed the milk on the bedside table. She was about to leave, and when she turned around, there was a clatter. The bathroom door was opened and Chen Wangren walked out.

He honestly wore the pajamas that Meng Mu found for him, and the light gray soft cotton material, which made him look surprisingly very homely.

It is very inconsistent with my temperament, but it is strangely not very contradictory.

Meng Yingning looked at him strangely: "Aren't you so refined?"

"Can I sleep naked at your house?" Chen Wang raised his hand and grabbed the towel on his head and threw it on the chair next to him, raising his eyes, "Why did you get up?"

"Give you a glass of milk," Meng Yingning pointed backwards, "A little honey can relieve the wine after adding some honey. Didn't you say you're a little dizzy? You can sleep more comfortably after drinking."

Chen Wang turned his head and glanced at the cup of milk on the bedside table.

"Hey, you can drink it now. After drinking, I will take my cup down directly." Meng Yingning said.

Chen Wang didn't say anything, walked over and leaned over and picked it up, drank it a few sips. He raised his head, lengthened his neckline, and the sliding of the Adam's apple was distinct and prominent.

Meng Yingning saw that he had finished drinking. She had just put too much honey, so she asked casually: "Is it sweet? Is it a little choking?"

Chen Wang didn't answer and walked over with a cup.

Meng Yingning raised his hand to pick it up.

Chen Wang didn't give it to her, holding a cup in one hand, and passing through her still wet hair with the other hand, pressing her upwards with her head.

Meng Yingning was forced to raise her head.

Chen Wang leaned over and kissed him.

The tip of the man's tongue smells of mint from toothpaste.

Milk fragrance.

And the sweetness of honey.

Several scents were stirred by him, mixed together, and then evenly spread between her lips and teeth.
Chapter completed!