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Chapter 333 It's Brother, Not Dad
Xiang Meng pondered for a moment, then solemnly said to Cen Shang who was still peeling shrimp: "Brother, I'm calling you brother, right?"

"Yeah." Cen Shang didn't know why, so he stopped his hands and looked at Meng: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to remind you, I call you brother, not father, you don't need to take care of me like a daughter."

It's still a young daughter, the kind that needs to be fed every meal.
"I am your lover, we are in a relationship of equality and mutual assistance, not any other relationship, you don't need to do this."

Cen Shang's expression was so colorful at that moment that Xiang Meng thought of fireworks in summer.

Dazzling and colorful.

He should be angry, but in fact he is helpless. He is helpless because of Xiang Meng's unrestrained speech, and he is also helpless because of his own clumsiness.

Obviously he just wanted to spoil his girlfriend, but he couldn't do it, which made her feel uncomfortable.

He sighed and apologized resignedly: "I'm sorry, I just want to be nice to you, and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. If you don't like it, I just don't do it."

Xiang Meng pursed her lips, and took out a tissue to help Cen Shang wipe his hands.

After wiping it carefully, he said: "Brother, I don't feel uncomfortable or dislike it, I just don't think it's necessary.

You are kind to me, I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart, there is no need to express it through these external forms, and there is no need to put myself in a very low position, I understand it all. "

Xiang Meng didn't say anything earth-shattering, but Cen Shang was so moved that he even forgot about the 'father's attack' just now.

He took a breath, and wanted to kiss his sensible and lovely girlfriend, but he was really afraid that the noodles would become lumpy, so he urged Xiang Meng to eat the noodles first.

Wrap her belly first and then wrap your own.

The two stayed at home for another half a day, and only turned on their mobile phones the next morning.

A large amount of information poured into the phone, causing the phone to freeze for a few seconds. The two looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time.

Xiang Meng even started to compare, touched Cen Shang with his shoulder and said, "Who has the most missed calls?"

"What do you say if you win?"

"You win and get one of my sweet kisses, and I win, and I will punish you to send a sweet kiss. No one will suffer from the other. You can see it."

How dare not, I am happy!
Cen Shang handed the phone to Xiang Meng, and went to prepare breakfast by himself.

Xiang Meng followed downstairs, but holding their mobile phones in their hands for comparison.

After the mobile phones became smooth, they could see the number of missed calls from each other at a glance. There were twenty calls from Xiang Meng and only one call from Cen Shang.

He dared to compare himself with this data, he really wanted to send that kiss
Xiang Meng didn't think too much, and held up two mobile phones confidently to show Cen Shang: "Come on, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

Cen Shang didn't deny it, and he didn't want to deny it. He pressed Xiang Meng as a relative, and Xiang Meng, who was close to him, almost felt angry before letting go.

Xiang Meng was speechless and supported Cen Shang for a long time before standing still. This is not punishing him, it is clearly punishing her!

After standing still, Xiang Meng couldn't help but glared at Cen Shang, but it was not intimidating, and even a little coquettish.

Cen Shang couldn't help laughing, and pecked her lips that were about to bleed and said, "Wait for me outside for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Oh." Xiang Meng leaned on Cen Shang's shoulder and let Cen Shang carry her out of the kitchen.

But during these few steps, Xiang Meng suddenly remembered that night, under the roaring propeller, Cen Shang walked towards her step by step in the wind and snow. The scene could completely explode the classic scenes of all film and television dramas.

She suddenly understood the joy of being a director, especially the directors who were able to shoot Cen Shang. With such a perfect person appearing in her camera, there is no doubt that the sense of amazement and satisfaction must be top-notch.

(End of this chapter)