Lu Zhihuan was very anxious for Chen Wang. His sincere anxiety was also a bit excited to watch the fun without much trouble.

There is actually no problem with Meng Yingning’s repost. Since there is work cooperation, it must be transferred. The problem lies in what the photographer said.

My muse or something, it’s normal to say it’s normal, but it’s not normal, and it’s really easy for people to imagine it.

Especially Chen Wang, who never comes into contact with these things.

Lu Zhihuan is not sensitive in other aspects and has some experience in relationships. After meeting cans at the club last time, he had a little understanding of what Chen Wang was like when he was in love.

He really understands it very well.

Chen Wang clicked on the two screenshots and took a calm look.

He has never played Weibo, but he has watched others browse it before when he was in the club. Jiang Ge often soaked on it every day and showed him any fun things he saw, so he would not have no idea about it.

Yingning: Today is a very happy day. Teacher Mo is a very good person, professional and powerful! Looking forward to the film!

Super happy.

The person is particularly good.

Chen Wang recalled the way when he went to pick her up, Meng Yingning looked at him with grievance and hummed without any emotion.

The little girl lying on the bed did not feel any danger approaching. She was playing with her cell phone happily. The hem of the long nightgown turned to the knees, and her thin white calves slapped the bed.

Chen Wang threw his cell phone on the bedside table next to him, and there was a sound.

Meng Yingning raised his head when he heard the sound, turned his head and took a look, then turned his head again.

Chen Wang stood beside the bed, lowering his eyes down: "How was the photo taken today?"

"Hmm?" Meng Yingning quickly typing on the screen of her phone with her fingertips, but she didn't let go of her attention. "I'm very tired, super tired."

Chen Wang nodded and asked calmly: "I don't speak very well in English, what does se mean?"

Meng Yingning: “…”

Meng Yingning's typing action came to an abrupt end.

Meng Yingning turned her head, her expression was blank at first, and then she was inexplicably panicked after meeting his sight.

The little girl instantly thrust out of the bed and rushed to the edge of the bed. Chen Wang's eyes and hands were quick, and almost moved as she got up. Meng Yingning also reacted quickly. Without saying a word, she jumped out of the bed and jumped far away, standing on the other side of the bed and looking at him in horror.

The two of them stared at each other across the bed, and Meng Yingning yelled aggrievedly: "Didn't you say you don't have Weibo? How are you lying to others!"

Chen Wang looked at her: "What are you hiding? Come back."

"Why don't I run away if you want to catch me?"

"You have to run away before I catch you."

"Then am I afraid that you will hit me?" Meng Yingning curled his lips, "Your expression just now looks like you are going to hit me again."

“…”

Chen Wang almost got angry at her and laughed: "When did I hit you?"

"You have it," Meng Yingning said seriously, "You have hit me before."

“…”

Chen Wang didn't remember that there was another thing. He could still beat the little girl's handbag if he had nothing to do?

Chen Wangyang said: "What am I going to hit you on the handboard?"

Meng Yingning looked at him, his eyes fixed for several seconds, and his expression looked a little sad: "You forgot, you forgot if you hit me. You didn't care about anything about me at that time."

She curled her lips and said slowly and quietly, "I remember it all."

Chen Wang was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little girl's unconsciously aggrieved look, and her heart softened.

He paused and lowered his voice: "Come here."

"I don't," Meng Yingning stood against the wall and stared at him, "If you ask me to go over, I'll go over. You're called a puppy."

Chen Wang walked two steps forward around the edge of the bed.

Meng Yingning quickly took two steps back, put his back against the wall, and said, "I'll call you when you come over again!"

Chen Wang curled his lips and walked towards her as if he didn't hear it.

Meng Yingning ran to the bedroom door without saying a word.

The man chased after him in just a few steps, took her back in the waist, and threw her easily on the bed. Meng Yingning had just had time to struggle to get up on the bed, and Chen Wangren followed him up.

Meng Yingning's arm became weak and the person fell back into the bed sheet.

The light was dark, and at a very deep distance, the two people's eyes collided.

Chen Wang held his arms and lowered his eyes to her, feeling helpless: "Where can you run? Can I really hit you?"

Meng Yingning blinked twice: "It seems that I can't."

The man pressed down and narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing for me? I've made myself feel guilty like this? Huh?"

Meng Yingning suddenly felt a little embarrassed, turned around and avoided her sight, and whispered: "Isn't this quite interesting..."

Chen Wang: "..."

Chen Wang had no idea of ​​her strange hobby, nor did he know where this thing was interesting.

but.

The little girl lies on her head, her ear tips are shy and red, her neck is lengthened, her side neck skin is delicate, and her lines are very beautiful.

Chen Wang kept his eyes calmly, bent his arms and lowered his head to kiss him.

The little girl turned her head and let out a very subtle sound. She subconsciously shrank back and hid back like a frightened bird. The next second, she stopped hiding when her consciousness came back to her senses.

He even raised his chin slightly to make it easier for him to kiss.

He had no intention of resisting, and he looked obedient and obedient.

Chen Wang raised his head, his voice a little hoarse: "So well-behaved."

Meng Yingning didn't dare to look at him, her eyelashes trembled and her fingers were placed on his arm.

Chen Wang laughed, lowered his head and bit her neck gently, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on Weibo?"

"Se, whose goddess are you?"

"You dare to forward and like it, do you know that you have a man?"

Meng Yingning raised his head and whimpered, pinched his fingertips into the muscles of his arm, and quickly said, "I know."

Chen Wang looked up and kissed her on the lips: "I know I still dare to turn around, what's going on, little girl."

Meng Yingning was no longer good, and her beautiful eyes looked at him in a misty state, with a submissive and helpless look.

Chen Wangmo mourned, suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes, swept his long eyelashes across his palm, then took her lips and bit her a bit.

Meng Yingning shrank in pain and shouted pitifully: "It hurts... don't bite me."

"Weibo has been deleted." Chen Wang said.

Meng Yingning retained the last bit of rationality: "I have transferred it all, how can I delete it?"

He bit again: "Do you want to delete it?"

"This cannot be deleted..."

"Why can't you delete it?"

Meng Yingning's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but push him up and said, "Can you tell me some reason? I've turned around, it's not strange to delete it for no reason."

Chen Wang was pushed a little by her, drooping the corners of her lips, and said happily: "How to compensate me."

Meng Yingning had no idea what happened to this person's sudden hostility towards Mo Bei. Chen Wang is not the type of "you can't see any other man except me." Meng Yingning also has male friends, and she also knows her classmates at work. Chen Wang has never been very good at interfering in these things.

I really care about it this time, and I don’t know where it hit his point.

Meng Yingning hooked his neck and pulled it down: "How else can I compensate? I've taken you to see the parents," she raised her head and took the initiative to kiss him, blushing and whispered, "I like you so much, I love you."

The words "I like you" and "I love you" are not love words of the same level for women.

Men are different. They actually don’t understand the difference in meaning between the two to girls. They don’t even care about this confession. Compared to words, facts and behaviors are more important.

You can not say these words, I don’t need to listen to them, and I don’t care much about this. There is actually no big difference between whether there is any, because the meaning of “doing” is much heavier than “speaking”.

Chen Wang always thought that he was like this.

Until he heard the little girl holding his neck with his ears, he shyly and boldly said to him that he loved you.

The swelling feeling in his chest became clearer little by little, and the indescribable strange feeling made him unable to react for a while.

When he finally came to his senses, Meng Yingning was almost asleep. Her little arm was wrapped around his neck and her head was buried in his neck. When she felt him move, she rubbed her coquettishly: "Are you still angry?"

"I wasn't angry at first," Chen Wang sighed. When the person fell, he turned over and lay down, took the person over, and rubbed her hair: "Are you stupid?"

"I didn't want you to know, but I thought you must be cautious," Meng Yingning muttered, "Aren't you not Weibo? Why are you so well-informed?"

"What Lu Zhihuan told me." Chen Wang sold Lu Zhihuan without hesitation.

Meng Yingning: “…”
To be continued...