Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 11 I'm Going Home
Time stood still in an instant, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between the two of them.

After a brief moment of daze, Song Huaijin quickly evacuated from the bed and stood on the ground, her face was filled with shock and a slight... embarrassment?
Then, Qian Mengmeng saw that he raised his right hand and wiped his lips viciously with the back of his hand.

This, isn't she the one who suffers?

Qian Mengmeng sat up, and said to Song Huaijin with her tear-stained face, "This is my first kiss."

Song Huaijin paused when she heard this, but still gave her a fierce look.

"I'm also at a disadvantage, okay?" Qian Mengmeng felt that it was unfair, she was the one lying on the ground, why did it seem like she had taken advantage of it now?

"Are you at a loss?"

"Of course, this is reserved for my little boy!"

Song Huaijin: "..."

He pressed his temple, feeling very irritable.

For a moment just now, he even thought from the bottom of his heart that it was not a wise choice to involve this woman.

She was full of variables, which made him unexpected.

However, what made him vomit blood was still behind. After Qian Mengmeng got off the bed, she actually taught him this.

"Look, you don't like me, and I don't want to hold my thigh. This is a business that you don't like and I don't want. Just listen to me and make it clear, so it won't be like this."

Song Huaijin didn't want to talk to her, so she simply turned her back and didn't even look her in the face.

Pouting her mouth, Qian Mengmeng raised her hand and gently touched her lips.

When he pressed it down just now, the clear and warm touch seemed to be still on it, and it couldn't be dissipated no matter what.

"I'm going back." After a while, Qian Mengmeng's weak voice rang out in the room.

After a while, no one responded.

"I said, I'm going back!" Qian Mengmeng raised her voice a little more.

At the same time, she reached out and pulled Song Huaijin's shirt.

Sighing, Song Huaijin put her hands in her trouser pockets and turned around.

His gaze was slightly lowered, and what he saw was a small body with its head raised and trembling slightly.

Frowning, he opened his mouth to say something, but when he glanced, he saw a round drop of water on the wooden floor.

Then, more and more drops of water, like pearls with broken strings, fell down from the little face with its head raised.

What a crybaby.Song Huaijin said in her heart.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

……

Getting off the LaFerrari again, Qian Mengmeng's mentality is different.

She stood beside the co-driver with her head bowed, thinking whether to thank him or just say goodbye to him and leave.

Although it was true that he sent her back, he was the one who bullied her from the very beginning.

But before she could think it through, LaFerrari drove away, leaving her with an indifferent car ass.

Qian Mengmeng sighed, carried her small bag upstairs and went home.

As soon as the door was opened, a figure rushed towards her like an arrow from the string, throwing her against the wall of the entrance.

"Say, are you still not whole?"

"what?"

"Thigh, you hug it! I saw it just now!" Du Ruan was a little anxious.

Qian Mengmeng grabbed her hand that came up to her involuntarily, and said very dejectedly, "My first kiss is gone."

Du Ruan was taken aback when she heard the words, then she patted her on the back haha ​​and comforted her, "It's fine, it's fine as long as it's complete. As long as you don't tell me, I won't tell, your little boy won't know."

Qian Mengmeng: "..."

(End of this chapter)