Half an hour later, Pei Sui and Meng Sheng arrived at the hot pot restaurant.

It happened to be dinner time. The restaurant Meng Sheng chose was quite famous online and had been reviewed by many food bloggers, so its business was quite booming.

She went upstairs to get a number, and the ticket stub showed that there were 88 tables ahead of her, and it was expected that they would be able to eat in about two and a half hours.

To be honest, both of them were dumbfounded when they saw this number.

With their status, they have never had to wait for a meal outside since they were young, let alone wait for two and a half hours.

Even if there was dragon meat or the Queen Mother of the West's nectar in it, Meng Sheng gave up the urge to taste the saltiness due to this objective reality.

"Wait, or go to another place?" Pei Sui put his arm around her waist and asked in a low voice.

Meng Sheng lowered his eyes and glanced at his phone. This place was a commercial district, and there might be long queues at the nearby hot pot restaurants.

She thought for a moment and said, "How about... we just buy some food and go back to eat. It'll take time to wait..."

This kind of store definitely doesn't have any private rooms or anything like that.

"Okay." Meng Sheng held her in his arms and walked towards the elevator. "Let's go to the supermarket to buy some food first."

There is a medium-sized supermarket near the Zuo'an Courtyard, which has a fairly complete range of items. After the two of them selected the ingredients, they returned to Meng Sheng's house.

Pei Sui took off his coat without even touching Sisi, but just scolded it for blocking the way.

Perhaps feeling the sadness of losing her father's love, Sisi meowed and jumped to Meng Sheng happily, rubbing her legs with her head again and again.

Trying to awaken the belated maternal love.

Facts have proved that Meng Sheng's maternal love is much more abundant than Pei Sui's paternal love. After disinfecting herself, she bent down and picked up Sisi.

Sisi also raised his head and rubbed her face stickily, and the gurgling sound seemed to be very enjoyable and comfortable.

Pei Sui moved quickly and skillfully. He took the ingredients out of the bag and began to process them skillfully.

Meng Sheng played with Sisi in the living room for a few minutes, put cat food in the bowl for her, changed the water, and then went into the kitchen to wash her hands and help.

It took the two of them about forty minutes to prepare all the ingredients, and the house was already filled with the aroma of spicy hot pot.

None of them are big eaters, so the eight or nine ingredients on the table are not large in portion.

The sizzling hot pot made both of them break out in a layer of sweat, and the smell of hot pot in the air became stronger and stronger. Sisi didn't know if she couldn't stand it anymore, so she hid in the master bedroom and didn't show up in the restaurant for the whole meal.

This was Meng Sheng's first experience of eating hotpot at home. There was no hustle and bustle, or even atmosphere like in the restaurant.

But just sitting there quietly, drinking a sip of wine with him from time to time, feels very comfortable and relaxed.

After they had almost finished eating, Pei Sui got up first to clean up the dishes. Meng Sheng got up to turn on the ventilation function in the room, and then helped him clean up.

"Oh, I knew it. This smell that fills the whole house will probably last until tomorrow."

Meng Sheng pulled a piece of kitchen towel to dry his hands, sniffed the rich smell of hot pot in the air, and sighed.

She is not usually interested in incense and joss sticks, so she doesn't have any of that at home.

However, even if there is, the combination of incense and hot pot smell may not smell very good.

"Yeah, about the same."

Pei Sui replied beside her, "Your bedroom door is open, and the smell of hot pot must have drifted in. You can go upstairs and sleep tonight."

Meng Sheng was stunned and looked at him sideways.

Pei Sui looked her in the eye, his deep, cold eyes shimmering with a hint of clarity. "What's wrong? Even if you don't go up today, I'll stay down there."

He spoke frankly, without any hesitation, as if he was stating an objective fact.

Meng Sheng glanced at him and blinked lightly, "Then I'll go take a shower first..."

"Go up and wash up. Then come out and walk around the living room. You'll smell like hot pot again."

Meng Sheng thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. Without hesitation, he nodded and said, "Let's go. I'll go get some clothes. You help me water Dujuan and then pick up Sisi."

She was quite familiar with the 15th floor. After going up, she went straight to take a shower in her pajamas.

When I came out, Pei Sui had already taken a shower in the bathroom outside, changed into pajamas, and was leaning on the bed reading emails on his laptop.

She lifted the quilt from the other side and lay down in it, letting the fresh and elegant cedar scent wrap her tightly.

Still feeling relaxed and comfortable, she leaned on his shoulder and watched him deal with the emails.

"Go to sleep if you're tired." Pei Sui kissed her forehead and whispered.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Sui's fingers on the laptop control panel suddenly stopped, but the pause only lasted for about two seconds before he sped up.

After processing the emails and replying to one, he didn't even turn off the computer. He closed it and put it on the bedside table. He turned off the lights in the room, hugged the person next to him, turned over and pressed him down.

Meng Sheng was stunned for a moment, unable to react, "What are you doing... um..."

Pei Suichai swallowed up all the remaining words she said.

After a while, Meng Sheng felt a dry and warm big hand lifting her pajamas and stroking her smooth, white and tender lower back while she was in a daze.

Afterwards, she felt as if she was floating in a vast ocean.

Sometimes suffocating, sometimes reborn.

In the second half of the night, silver threads floated in the sky in the south of the city, and the night stars were shattered by the clear rain. The tall buildings were hidden in the misty ink fog, and their outlines were blurred, without the sharp edges of the daytime.

Perhaps because she was really tired, Meng Sheng slept soundly, and even the bursts of muffled thunder coming from the distant sky could not disturb her sleep.

At that moment, her consciousness and thoughts were deeply immersed in dreams.

In the picture, her mother Xu Li was arguing angrily with the person opposite her with her ears flushed.

Only when she pushed away the darkness did she see the face of the person opposite her clearly.

It’s Ning Weiwei.

Meng Sheng was a little shocked. She couldn't hear what the two were saying, but she could see that they were arguing very quickly. Soon, her mother seemed to have made up her mind and turned and left.

Ning Weiwei shouted angrily twice, but to no avail. Then she rushed forward and tried her best to pull Xu Li.

Meng Sheng really wanted to see the tug of war between the two of them, and even tried to listen carefully to their argument.

But this dream was still so ignorant that it directly transferred the picture and changed the scene.

He is a man of medium build, wearing black clothes, pants, a hat and a mask.

It was as if she was there in person, she was standing not far away, watching the man tamper with the brake cable of the white Audi.

Not long after the man left, she saw her mother Xu Li open the driver's door of the white Audi.

Meng Sheng's breathing suddenly stagnated, and the color on his face disappeared in an instant.

She panicked and wanted to rush over, but it seemed as if there was a barrier around her, so she couldn't break free. She could only cry out in helplessness and fear, "Don't drive that car, don't drive! Mom, don't drive, get out of here!"