Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 118



Chapter 118

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Meng Shanshan's voice was sharpened a few times, "Dad! You are just partial to Meng Jing!"

Meng Weiguo, "Eat, eat." Even Song Ruo, who was hesitant to speak, was noticed by the old man, and he picked up a small row of chopsticks for her, "Come on, our baby Ruo Ruo is much thinner, eat more Ah. Eat more."

After the meal, Song Ruo went to make osmanthus cake with Aunt Fen.Seeing that she was always silent, Aunt Fen smiled quietly and said to her, "Ruoruo, don't take it to heart." Song Ruo shook her head, "No." Aunt Fen sighed, "We always quarrel so many times every year. We Poor little whale too." Song Ruo pursed her lips and smiled, "What did you call her?" Aunt Fen regretted her slip of the tongue, pretended not to hear, and took the cake out of the mold and steamed it.Go to bed when you're done.

Song Ruo lay down on the bed after taking a shower.It's hard for Aunt Fen to keep the bed and bed in the room spotless for her and Meng Jing.There was still some sun smell in the bed, she liked it very much, covered her nose with the quilt, and smelled greedily.The only fly in the ointment is that the cup of tea in the afternoon should not be drunk.Especially for those who never drink tea and coffee, drinking a cup once in a while can make them suffer from insomnia forever.The restlessness of insomnia is not appeased by the smell of sunlight.Although she was lying flat quietly, the thoughts in her mind kept coming and going, more turbulent than Hai làng.

She remembered Aunt Fen's phrase "little whale" again.

The little whale fell asleep next to her in the car today, humming softly in the dream.She quietly raised her hand to put her back, and moved her palm slowly, looking for the injured part. Just touching it lightly, the little whale in her dream frowned even deeper, and her breath was unsteady.As soon as the clothes were down, one could see shocking bruises on the shoulder blades.There is a driver in front, if she is not good, just lift up her clothes to check.On the way, I had to pretend to be asleep and use it as a pillow for her.

There was a bang from downstairs.is outdoors.It was like the sound of an empty can falling to the ground.

Song Ruo got up slowly, lifted the thin quilt, opened the curtains, and looked down.

There is a man sitting under a street lamp.

Song Ruo looked at the time, it was one forty in the morning.She watched quietly for a while, then went back to bed and lay down again.However, at two o'clock in the morning, she got up and sat on her knees, leaning slightly, revealing one eye, leaning against the window and looking down, Meng Jing was still there.

Meng Jing was surprised when she saw her fiancée.

There are more than a dozen wine cans in the small box at her feet.

Song Ruo hugged the shawl and handed her the thin blanket in his hand.

Meng Jing chuckled lightly, "What the hell."

Song Ruo, "Didn't you say that the dew is heavy?"

Meng Jing's eyes were shining like obsidian, her lips were also rosy, her body smelled of alcohol, but there was no trace of alcohol on her face, she sat quietly, did not pick up her blanket, just smiled.

Song Ruo wrapped the chuangyue white blanket around her and turned to leave.Being held by the hand, the sperm whale begged her in a low voice, "my wife will accompany me."

"I'm not your wife." Song Ruo corrected her, feeling vaguely annoyed that she had come down this far.

"Sooner or later." The sperm whale hugged her right hand tightly, and put its face on her arm, playing tricks.

Song Ruo looked left and right, it can be said that everything is completely silent at this time.Not even a car.She frowned, sat down, and gently comforted her, "Go to sleep."

"Kiss the wife." The sperm whale pouted at her.

"..." If Song Ruo regretted it to death, he shouldn't have come.

"Am I self-willed?" Meng Jing sat up straight, with a lonely look on her face, "Grandpa is so old."

Song Ruo sat with her, but couldn't think of words to comfort her.Because she also felt that the sperm whale was a little wayward.She changed the subject, "Is the injury better? What did the doctor say?"

Meng Jing looked at her from the side, and smiled faintly for a while, "Doctors are useless. Only small medicine bottles are useful."

Song Ruo frowned, not understanding much.Meng Jing handed her half a can of wine next to her, "It's cold, my wife has a drink."

"I don't drink." Song Ruo knew that her drinking capacity was light, three glasses of red wine, and after drinking the fragments, she didn't know anything about what happened while drunk.

"Don't dare." The Sperm Whale smiled happily, "I knew it."

Song Ruo, annoyed by her attitude, picked up a can from the box at her feet.

Light cider.

As she was deliberating, Meng Jing took it, wiped it with a white and blue checked handkerchief, pulled the ring and handed it to her, "Come."

Meng Jing looked at her small medicine bottle and took a few sips slowly. Maybe it was not even half a bottle, but her whole body was not in the right state, and her cheeks were stained with powder.She secretly said "Oops", and hurriedly snatched it away, but it was already too late.That layer of pink tends to get deeper and deeper, so that it spreads to the ears and neck.

Looking intently at the fiancee who turned pink, Meng Jing was a little scared, but also a little funny, and at the same time, a little secretly looking forward to it, put down the jar in her hand, wiped her knuckles on the tip of her nose, and called out tentatively, "Baby?"

The fiancée sat motionless.

Meng Jing licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, sat closer to her, rubbed her shoulders, and asked softly, "What kind of girl does Ruoruo really like?" She has been troubled by this question for a long time.This little medicine bottle is a loner, and he doesn't even have a close friend, so it's hard to find out.She herself has a tight mouth.

Song Ruo was still looking ahead, quietly, without saying a word, the sparkle in her eyes was very soft.

Meng Jing simply squatted in front of her, looked straight into her eyes, and hooked the corners of her lips, "Tell me, what do you like?"

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