Chapter 357 The sour smell of love in the morning
Qin Mu slowly shifted his gaze away and pursed his lips in agreement.
He didn't notice that Meng Anran's ears were gradually turning red. He only heard her continue to ask: "Then... do you know what's in it?"
Qin Mu said "hmm", and in his heart he was hoping that An Xiaoran would take the initiative to tell him who the rings were for.
As a result, Meng Anran punched him on the shoulder and complained, "How can you look at my things so casually!"
Qin Mu grabbed her hand and pulled it behind him, and the girl threw herself into his arms. He looked down at her, his voice even more resentful: "An Xiaoran, are you starting to hide little secrets?"
Meng Anran feigned anger and glared at him, "No matter how close we are, we should at least give each other some private space, right?"
"Oh." Qin Mu replied perfunctorily, clearly not listening. He then continued to ask, "So who is the ring for?"
Meng Anran smiled slyly, "Guess."
Qin Mu pecked her lips lightly, "Don't guess, tell me."
"I won't tell you!" Meng Anran pushed him away, escaped from his confinement, turned around and ran into the bathroom.
Looking at her back, Qin Mu sighed.
Who are those rings for?
On the other side, in Tingyuxuan, Meng Chenghong excitedly put on his equipment.
Zip up your down jacket, wrap yourself in a scarf, put on your gloves, and put a knitted hat on your head.
Ready to go!
"Brother, are you really not going?" He turned his head to look at Meng Yushu, excitement dancing in his eyes.
Meng Yushu smiled calmly and gently, and slowly brewed her Kung Fu tea. "No, I have to join the crew tomorrow, so I'll have a good rest today."
"Okay." Meng Chenghong said, taking out an empty glass bottle and stuffing it into his backpack. "When I get to the top of the mountain, I'll fill a bottle of snow for you as a souvenir!"
Meng Zhen, who was eating breakfast nearby, couldn't help but laugh. Her younger brother had always had so many wild ideas since he was little. "The snow is the same everywhere. The one on the top of the mountain can't be whiter."
"It has a different meaning!" Meng Chenghong said confidently, "I traveled thousands of miles and climbed to the top to get this back. It's a symbol of perseverance!"
"We'll talk about it if you can hold on to the top of the mountain." A cold voice came faintly, and the next second Meng Anran's figure appeared at the door.
"Second sister, can you please stop discouraging me?" Meng Chenghong curled his lips in resentment. It was rare for him to be so motivated, but she poured a bucket of cold water on him, and it was all extinguished.
Meng Zhen put down the steel fork in her hand and looked over. "An Ran, have you had breakfast? There's also a bowl of mixed noodles. Do you want some?"
"I've already eaten." Meng Anran smiled gently and added, "Qin Mu made me a sandwich."
"Eh~" Meng Chenghong glanced over in disgust, "The sour smell of love smells so early in the morning."
Meng Anran glared at him with a forced smile, a threat clearly in her eyes.
When he thought that she had the evidence against him, Meng Chenghong immediately fell silent and covered his evil little mouth.
Everyone gathered in the lobby.
The pregnant Liu Zhi was involuntarily wrapped like a dumpling by Ming Jing. At this moment, she was glaring at her husband with resentment, as if she wanted to bite off his ears.
"How am I supposed to climb a mountain when I'm wrapped up like a ball? Am I supposed to just roll up?" She was so angry that she couldn't help but complain, her voice echoing in the lobby.
"Your physical condition is much worse than before, you can't catch a cold." Ming Jing said, and adjusted her scarf to ensure that not a trace of cold wind could get in.
Liuzhi rolled her eyes and was speechless about this man. She had known him for more than 20 years and never noticed that he was such a mean person. How come he changed after getting married?
Seeing her best friend coming, Liu Zhi's expression immediately changed from anger to grievance. She hugged her cryingly: "Anran baby, look at him, he wrapped me up like this. It's hard for me to even walk, how can I climb a mountain..."
Seeing Willow Branch, who looked as round as a snowball in her white down jacket, Meng Anran was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing. "There's no need to wear so much, right? We're going hiking, not into an ice cave."
Liu Zhi pursed her lips and stared at Ming Jing unhappily, then nodded in agreement: "That's right!"
Ming Jing spread her hands helplessly. A woman with the support of her best friend is different. She can always be spoiled and arrogant.
What can he do?
What can he say?
He pulled Qin Mu, who was watching the show, over and asked him to judge the situation: "Qin Mu, tell me, she's three months pregnant now. Shouldn't she keep warm? Her body's resistance is already low. If she catches a cold in the freezing weather outside, who knows how long it will take for her to recover."
Qin Mu was suddenly dragged into the center of the vortex with a confused look on his face. Meeting An Xiaoran's half-smile, he immediately took sides: "She should definitely keep warm, but there's no need to wear so much, right? She's like a wrapped dumpling, it's hard for her to move. If she falls, wouldn't that be even more troublesome?"
Ming Jing: ...
When will brothers become as reliable as best friends?
"Okay, the sun is shining brightly today and the wind isn't strong, so there's no need to wear so much." Meng Anran didn't care what Mingjing thought. Her best friend's feelings were the most important.
She started to tear open Liuzhi's down jacket and helped her take off some clothes.
A base shirt, two warm clothes, a seahorse fleece sweater, two knitted sweaters, a windbreaker, and a down jacket on the outside.
Meng Anran even admired Ming Jing a little. How on earth was he able to put so many clothes on Liu Zhi?
No wonder Liuzhi's walking posture just now was comparable to that of a penguin.
Ming Jing watched with a grim face as his wife's clothes were taken off one by one, and he didn't notice that Qin Mu beside him was staring at his right hand with his head down, examining it carefully.
Hiss—his fingers seem to be a little thicker than mine, maybe he can fit the ring.
Could it be that the wedding rings were given to Mingjing and Liuzhi?
The gaze grew increasingly intense, and Ming Jing felt his fingers begin to burn. He turned his head and saw Qin Mu staring at his hand, as if he wanted to chop his fingers off and measure their size.
"What are you doing?" Ming Jing subconsciously hid his hands behind his back. "The look in your eyes makes me feel creepy."
Qin Mu woke up from his dream and coughed awkwardly: "No, your wedding ring looks pretty good."
Ming Jing said "Oh~" as if he suddenly understood something, "I'll give you the designer's contact information later."
He was really scared just now. He thought Qin Mu suddenly developed some weird habit and liked men's hands...
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