Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 349
That night, Qian Mengmeng didn't go back to her and Du Ruan's small apartment, but went to the villa where she lived last time.

This night, she clearly felt that Song Huaijin's state was different from that in Yucheng and City A, and she was extremely lingering.

He almost kissed her all over, and finally penetrated her completely when she couldn't bear it anymore.

Such endless numbness made Qian Mengmeng feel like she was in a sea of ​​flames, very hot but eager.

But the final release made her feel as if she had fallen into the blue sea, and it was as comfortable as every cell stretched out.

Nestled in Song Huaijin's arms, hugged in front of her and gently kissed, Qian Mengmeng's eyes still had teardrops from the lingering after-climax.

Clasping her hands together, seeing her little hand tightly held by him, she felt sweet in her heart, feeling an indescribable dependence.

Fortunately, she mustered up the courage to come to City H back then, otherwise, she would not have met him again.

Fortunately, he didn't forget her, otherwise he wouldn't be as happy as he is now.

Rubbing her head against Song Huaijin's chest, Qian Mengmeng blushed and said, "Big brother."

"Hmm." Song Huaijin replied, with the laziness and dullness after the affair in his voice.

"Thank you." Raising her hand to hug him back, she raised her head and kissed his chin, "Thank you for not forgetting me."

Also, thank you... for liking me!

Smiling lightly, Song Huaijin rang out above his head with some rare sense of shame. Song Huaijin turned over, pressed Qian Mengmeng under her body, and looked down at her, "Really? What about the gift?"

Thank you, thank you?Qian Mengmeng was stunned, she hadn't thought of any thank you gift.

"I, I'm not ready yet." Qian Mengmeng replied honestly.

Song Huaijin couldn't help laughing, raised her waist and rubbed her hands, "Well, then pay a deposit first."

After all, in Qian Mengmeng's astonished eyes, another round of fierce offensive hit.

……

The next day, Qian Mengmeng inevitably suffered from backaches.

Simply, there was only acting class in the morning today, so after the class was over, Qian Mengmeng planned to go home to rest.

But who would have thought that she just came out of the classroom and was about to get in the car when a text message popped up, "Mengmeng, are you coming to class today? I'll treat you to dinner."

It's Huo Jiting.

Qian Mengmeng pursed her lips and replied, "There is no class today, but there will be class tomorrow."

"Then I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, don't refuse me TvT"

"let's talk tomorrow."

For Huo Jiting, Qian Mengmeng always finds it difficult to deal with.She was too enthusiastic, although as she promised, she didn't bother her, but every text message made it hard for her to refuse.

As an artist, Qian Mengmeng knew that it was not good for her to be so close to her fans.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her frowning slightly, An Zhi asked.

"It's nothing." Shaking her head, Qian Mengmeng put the phone back in her bag.

Wait until tomorrow, when I invite Huo Jiting to dinner, and then explain it clearly to her.

When she got home, Du Ruan was watching the video in the living room, and what she was watching was so invested that she didn't even react when she entered the door.

Qian Mengmeng walked up behind her, leaned over her head and asked, "What good movie are you watching, so engrossed!"

In the next second, Du Ruan's body trembled, and he closed the lid of the notebook almost subconsciously.

"It's nothing, just take a look." Du Ruan turned around, his eyes flickered, and he knew he was lying.

Just take a look, so why panic?Qian Mengmeng couldn't believe it. She was about to ask again, but she heard Du Ruan say, "I haven't told you yet about you not coming home at night!"

(End of this chapter)