The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 385 Level (1)
But what Meng Shuixin didn't think of was that, apart from the Lin family's mansion, a red convertible sports car was called in a small alley around the corner not long ago. weather effects.

The boy was sitting on the back row of the car, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand as always, and holding a pen in one hand, signing and drawing on the documents.

Meng Shuixin walked over and stood beside Wen Jingrong, a shadow was cast on several documents in the boy's hands.

Wen Jingrong raised his head, just in time to meet the girl's eyes, Wen Jingrong raised his body a little too high, and then, the boy's soft lips were printed on the girl's lips, and the girl's eyes grew suddenly. The suddenness of the action is obvious.

But for a moment he closed his eyes slightly, but when he was about to start enjoying, the boy's lips left him.

The girl felt dissatisfied with her pink lips, but the boy stood up and carried the princess into the car.

This action made Wen Shi, who was sitting in front of the car, have a slight blush on his small face.

Meng Shuixin was sitting on Wen Jingrong's lap, and he buried his head into Wen Jingrong's chest, only to find that there were many documents pushed on Wen Jingrong's chest, like a child pushing all of them down at once.

Wen Jingrong's body has a faint scent of grass, a freshness of nature that is better than any perfume.

Like the effect of taking medicine, Meng Shuixin felt like wanting to fall asleep.

"Why are you here?" Meng Shuixin whispered on Wen Jingrong's chest, "Are you following me?"

"My girlfriend is injured. Normally, shouldn't I come and take care of her?" Wen Jingrong stroked the long hair on the back of Meng Shuixin and said softly, her movements were as gentle as comforting a wounded animal.

"Then your girlfriend stayed at the ex-boyfriend's house all night, why are you not in a hurry?" Meng Shuixin's voice carried a trace of a little girl's feelings.

"Who said my young master is not worried? My young master has been waiting for you outside for a whole night, okay?" Wen Shi yelled unhappily in front.

"Wen Shi..." Wen Jingrong's voice was warm, faint, but with an inexplicable penetrating power, which made Wen Shi shut his mouth obediently.

"You waited for me all night?" Meng Shuixin raised his head, looking tentatively into those deep pool-like eyes.

"En." Wen Jingrong's answer was insignificant, as if it was just as easy as buying a bottle of drink.

"Are you not worried about what happened to me if I haven't come out for so long?" Meng Shuixin asked, "Don't care about me!"

"So, did something happen to you?" Wen Jingrong lowered his head, looked at Meng Shuixin, and asked dotingly.

"Then why don't you film me and Lin Chuyang?"

"You liked him before, isn't it normal to do something?"

"Hey!" Meng Shuixin pushed Wen Jingrong's chest and said, "I'm also a picky eater, okay?"

"That's all right?" Wen Jingrong pulled Meng Shuixin into his arms again.

"Then, why don't you ask me what I did there all night?"

An unpredictable light flashed in Wen Jingrong's eyes and said, "Do you want me to know?"

Meng Shuixin was no longer entangled with Wen Jingrong, but suddenly had a serious expression, lying on the backrest and gently closing his eyes.

Wen Jingrong didn't ask any more questions, but took out a thin blanket from the back of the car and covered Meng Shuixin's body.

The inside of the car became so quiet that only Wen Jingrong's voice against the document could be heard, and Meng Shuixin seemed to have fallen asleep sweetly looking for it in this quiet environment.

Breathe evenly, like a baby.

And this kind of quiet sleep was indeed awakened by the sudden brake. Meng Shuixin's head was shaken violently. He was looking at his eyes when he saw Wen Jingrong next to him holding a flashlight in front of him to prevent himself from knocking in front of him.

Meng Shuixin looked at the girl who was blocking the car while typing, and looked at Wen Jingrong in confusion.

Wen Jingrongdao maintained his usual attitude, seeing a slight expression on Meng Shuixin's face, he approached Meng Shuixin, the faint smell of soap on his body made Meng Shuixin intoxicated for a moment between half dream and half awake.

"What are you doing?" Meng Shuixin kept only a little bit of reason in his mind.

Wen Jingrong's smile became brighter because of Meng Shuixin's slight absence, as if he had seen something interesting.

"Wen Jingrong, if you don't speak again, I will get out of the car." Meng Shuixin was uncontrollably cramped for a moment when the boy approached her.

When did it start?

When did it start that my emotions could be made to look like a real high school student by this boy, and I would blush shyly because a boy approached a little bit?
Since when did Meng Shuixin find a trace of the explanation of the word throbbing from this boy.

Just as the boy's lips were getting closer and closer to her, a trace of mirror images suddenly flashed in Meng Shuixin's mind, and those blurred scenes that appeared in Meng Shuixin Market seemed to overlap a little at this moment.

Dancing wildly in the sand, there is always a silent man standing behind the woman in red. The man's face can't be seen clearly, but for some reason, Meng Shuixin can feel that man's eyes following the woman all the time Behind him, it seems that this following gaze has lasted for tens of millions of years, and it will never change.

"Who are you looking at?" Wen Jingrong's voice like a stream of water came to Meng Shuixin's ear.

There was a trace of certainty in his tone, as if he knew exactly what Meng Shuixin was thinking at that moment just now.

This kind of cognition made Meng Shui's heart flutter for a while, and the little excitement just now disappeared without a trace.

Meng Shuixin placed both hands on Wen Jingrong's chest, looked at the young man's eyes coldly, and said with a sneer, "boring!"

(End of this chapter)