Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 47 Sister Meng's Attack

The next day, the heavy rain stopped before dawn.

In the early morning, there was still some fog outside.

Apart from Jiang Qing, almost all the other young people in Taohuawu were sleeping in.

It was almost dawn when we finished filming the MV yesterday. Everyone was so tired that they couldn't get up in the morning.

When Jiang Qing returned to Room 8 after his daily morning run, he unexpectedly discovered that there was someone in the living and dining room.

He raised his wrist and looked at it. It was not yet eight o'clock.

Not far away, it was Meng Ziyi sitting at the dining table.

"Good morning, Sister Meng."

"Why didn't you catch up on your sleep?"

Despite his doubts, Jiang Qing still walked up to her and greeted her with a smile.

He saw that the girl kept yawning and looked sleepy, which was a bit cute and confused.

Moreover, her outfit today seems to be even sexier than before.

The sunlight cast a golden hue on the tips of Meng Ziyi's hair, and the frayed edges of her hot pants brushed against her legs as she stood on tiptoe.

She is wearing a delicate pink outfit today, with a pink camisole on the upper body. The raw edge design under the hem adds to the exquisiteness and femininity of the clothes. The short version reveals her belly button and small waist, instantly increasing her sexiness.

The lower body is matched with the same pink denim shorts, combined with a small suspender, which not only shows a playful and sweet feeling, but also sexy and seductive.

The plump curves in front of her body were perfectly supported by the pink spaghetti straps, and her round and perky buttocks were wrapped in pink hot pants. Further down, her straight long legs were white, long and slender, which was particularly eye-catching.

What Jiang Qing saw was just his perspective.

Meng Ziyi noticed Jiang Qing as soon as she walked into the living room, and then pretended to have just woken up.

In fact, she got up at five o'clock and started washing and putting on makeup. It took her at least an hour just to choose clothes.

Today is the penultimate day of the Taohuawu recording, and she doesn't have much time left.

Zhou Ye is almost always sticking with her on weekdays, so she can only create opportunities for herself.

For example, she knew that Jiang Qing would go for a morning run every day, so she deliberately waited here for him.

While Zhou Ye is still asleep, she has to try harder!
At the very least, make the relationship between them better than before.

Before Jiang Qing walked into the living room, Meng Ziyi was checking her makeup for the third time on the metal surface of the kitchen counter.

The clavicle pit was filled with the perfume she had just sprayed, weaving an ambiguous web.

"Good morning, Jiang Qing~"

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up and made breakfast."

The ending tone was sticky, like someone who had just woken up. When Meng Ziyi turned around, she deliberately let her long hair brush across his sports wristband.

The peach blush spread from her cheekbones to the corners of her eyes, like clouds kissed by the morning glow.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Would you like to try some of the blueberry muffins I baked?"

Without giving Jiang Qing a chance to refuse, she walked into the kitchen.

“It’s nice not to have to make breakfast yourself.”

Jiang Qing's eyes moved and he followed her into the kitchen.

Leaning against the center island, he caught a glimpse of the girl's waist exposed by the hem of her suspenders, which swayed in a snow-white path as she stirred the yogurt.

"Sister Meng is very beautiful today."

Meng Ziyi pretended to be almost scalded by the steam, and the red suspenders took the opportunity to slip off her shoulders.

When she adjusted the straps, the neckline stopped just at a dangerous distance, causing Jiang Qing's eyes to follow it involuntarily.

"It's rare to hear compliments from Dr. Jiang, and it makes me happy."

"It's the last two days of the show, shouldn't I dress nicely?"

The butter in the frying pan sizzled, Meng Ziyi spun around while humming an unknown tune that was obviously out of tune, and glanced at him with a seductive look.

She deliberately let the blueberry jam stain the corner of her lips, and when she licked it with the tip of her tongue, she caught a glimpse of his Adam's apple rolling and the corner of his lips slightly raised.

"Well, that makes sense."

Jiang Qingshen nodded in agreement, then prepared to move back some distance.

Sister Meng was too aggressive today.

"ah!"

"It seems to have splashed into the eyes?"

The face that suddenly came closer was clearly visible in the morning light, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a flying butterfly.

Jiang Qing's body suddenly stiffened, and his pupils shrank slightly as he looked at the face so close to him.

"Jiang Qing, can you help me~"

Jiang Qing's breath was mixed with the scent of her alluring perfume, and his knuckles curled and unclenched.

"call……"

He quickly calmed himself down and blew gently into her eyes.

At the current distance, if he got just a little closer, he could kiss her eyes.

She was breathing, and he was breathing too.

The hot air they exhaled made them feel itchy.

"It seems to be okay now. Thank you, Jiang Qing."

Meng Ziyi suddenly straightened up and grinned at him.

Before Jiang Qing could react, she had already turned around.

The moment she turned around, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Jiang Qing looked at her curvy figure and suddenly felt that the weather today seemed particularly hot.

When Meng Ziyi tiptoed to get the syrup from the cupboard, his eyes uncontrollably swept across her stretched instep.

The fair and round toes were hooked on the shaky transparent sandals, and the area from the arch to the ankle was as delicate as a jade artifact.

He suddenly had the urge to hold it in his hand and play with it carefully...

"Yeah~"

Meng Ziyi suddenly cried out in surprise, and his body shook as if his center of gravity was unstable.

"careful!"

Jiang Qing's hand around her lower back was half a beat faster than his reason, and his palm instantly sank into the smooth hollow of her waist.

When he lowered his head, he saw her blinking her innocent peach blossom eyes and looking up at him. "Thank you, Jiang Qing, but why is your heart beating so fast?"

She poked his chest lightly with her fingertips, her voice soft and sticky.

“Because I just finished exercising.”

Jiang Qing helped her straighten up and spoke as if nothing had happened.

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the side to pour himself a glass of water, and drank several gulps.

Seeing this, a sly smile flashed in Meng Ziyi's eyes, and they spun around.

"Jiang Qing, can you help me tie my apron?"

She turned around, bit the rubber band and raised her head. The morning light leaked into Jiang Qing's pupils through the gaps in her hair.

"it is good."

Jiang Qing put down the water cup and walked behind her, his eyes moving up and down involuntarily.

His sight suddenly lost focus when it touched the porcelain white back muscles. The two slender suspender ropes met in the center of the butterfly bone to form an inverted hourglass.

The morning light flowed like a honey-colored stream in the hollow of her spine. As she bit the rubber band and leaned back, her shoulder blades suddenly formed a sharp arc, as if a white crane was about to break through the skin and flap its wings.

The edge of the hot pants just barely fit into the vortex of the waist, and a layer of fine sweat beads floated in the two concave shadows, like morning dew condensed on the crackle pattern of Ru kiln.

When she raised her arms to comb her long hair, the muscles on her back stretched out in a smooth mountain-like pattern, and the sudden curve of her waistline made Jiang Qing think of the sine wave model in the laboratory that perfectly fitted the curve.

The sunlight penetrated the hair by her ears, leaving a flickering spot of light at the junction of her waist and hips, just outlining the fatal shadow area of ​​the golden ratio.

It was an organic curve more exquisite than any model.

Jiang Qing suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth again and urgently needed to replenish water.

It’s still too hot today!
"All right."

Suddenly coming to her senses, Jiang Qing quickly tied her apron, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

He plans to communicate with the program team to delete the previous clip.

After half an hour, the blueberry pancakes were finally ready. Meng Ziyi and Jiang Qing sat opposite each other at the dining table, starting their breakfast time just the two of them.

Meng Ziyi was wiggling her feet and humming a tune softly, looking like she was in a very good mood.

When she leaned over to take the maple syrup jar, the ends of her hair brushed across the back of Jiang Qing's hand, carrying the sweet scent of blueberries.

"Jiang Qing, do you want to try this?"

The spoon swayed between their fingers, and the golden thread pulled out by the honey suddenly broke, and the syrup happened to fall on the back of Jiang Qing's hand.

Jiang Qing knocked over the salt shaker when he was pulling out a tissue. Meng Ziyi went to take it with a smile, but the pinky ring was suddenly stuck in the gap of his shirt cufflinks.

They both untied it at the same time, her fingertips brushing against the protruding joints on his wrist, like a butterfly briefly pausing on a rock in a stream.

"Oh my! This ring of mine always gets me into trouble."

The coral color on the tip of Meng Ziyi's ears melted into the sunlight, and it was hard to tell whether it was blush or the light and shadow.

She suddenly "accidentally" knocked over his coffee cup.

When Jiang Qing was rescuing the coaster, he caught a glimpse of the silver chain on her ankle slipping into the gap of her sandals, and her plump outline turned into a hazy silhouette in the backlight.

When his eyes moved away from her collarbone, he noticed that the blueberries on the muffin had been arranged into a smiley face pattern.

"Taste this."

Meng Ziyi pushed the toast with peanut butter over, and the remaining jam on her fingertips drew a crooked heart on the edge of the porcelain plate.

Jiang Qing raised the corner of his eye and suddenly stopped cutting the food.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, enjoy it."

Meng Ziyi pretended not to know, raised his chin at him, and looked calm.

If you ignore the redness behind her ears.

"Jiang Qing."

Meng Ziyi suddenly spoke without even raising his head.

"What's wrong, Sister Meng?"

Jiang Qing stopped what he was doing and looked up at her.

"What do you think of my figure?"

After slowly raising her head, Meng Ziyi opened her red lips and asked a question that made Jiang Qing raise her eyebrows.

He slowly sat up straight and looked her up and down for a long moment.

"not bad."

"Is it just nice?"

Meng Ziyi showed a disappointed expression. Before Jiang Qing could continue speaking, she lightly touched her red lips with her slender fingertips and pouted slightly.

"But you just looked at me so many times~"

"You should still like it quite a lot, right?"

The voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of teasing.

Jiang Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and the calm smile on his face froze in an instant.

Can this be said?

There was a brief silence in the living room and dining room.

Meng Ziyi's eyelashes suddenly trembled at a high frequency, and the corners of her lips raised up to the perfect angle, bright yet a little bit cocky.

Looking at Jiang Qing who failed to control his facial expression, she suddenly felt a great sense of accomplishment.

hum...

You’re dumbfounded!

I thought you were always calm!
Her idea was simple: no matter what method she used, she had to leave a deep impression on Jiang Qing within the limited time.

Now it seems that the effect is good, and it is worth her preparing for the whole morning.

When the morning mist cleared, Meng Ziyi, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, stole a glance at Jiang Qing, who was straightening his collar for the eighth time, which was not messy at all.

The plump curves in front of her body swayed gently to the rhythm of the humming, creating a slightly sweet intoxication in the blueberry flavor.

The attack was successful!

hey-hey……

(End of this chapter)