As Ning Qing stepped back, a hint of lingering satisfaction flashed in Meng Zhengxi's eyes.
Ning Qing chuckled softly and leaned close to his ear again.
"Guest, you haven't answered yet. Do you still like this way of drinking it?"
Meng Zhengxi gave her a deep look.
He spoke with a serious expression.
"frivolous".
Ning Qing almost lost her composure.
He wanted to flip the table: "You son of a bitch, don't play along with my frivolous behavior!"
Who was that person who was so engrossed just now? Now they're turning their back on them.
Frustrated, Ning Qing decided to ignore him for the time being.
No matter who it is, if I get really angry, I'll beat them up without hesitation.
Pick up your chopsticks and focus intently on putting food into your mouth.
Seeing that Ning Qing was ignoring him, Meng Zhengxi knew that his two words had caused trouble.
He pursed his lips, making them form a straight line.
His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of bewilderment flickered across his face.
"cough".
Seeing that Ning Qing continued to focus on eating and showed no intention of paying attention to him.
He had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and add a piece of pork rib to Ning Qing's bowl.
"You're too thin. Eat more meat and gain weight."
Ning Qing glanced at him sideways.
If you can't speak, don't speak.
My wife's mouth could be donated.
Seeing that Ning Qing still didn't speak, Meng Zhengxi had no choice but to speak himself.
"Actually, I came here specifically to see you this time."
Upon hearing this, Ning Qing finally gave him a response.
"Oh, you were looking for me?"
Meng Zhengxi nodded. "Yes, I'm looking for you."
"I want to help you get out of this situation."
Ning Qing: My wife is so understanding? She deserves a good reward.
Her eyes lit up. "Really? You really want to help me redeem myself?"
Meng Zhengxi nodded slightly.
"Um".
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Ning Qing immediately threw herself into Meng Zhengxi's arms.
He gave him a big, hard suck on the cheek.
"That's great, I like you."
Looking at the person in his arms, Meng Zhengxi didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only vaguely protect Ning Qing on both sides.
When Ning Qing's warm lips landed on his cheek, the sensation was incredibly wonderful to him.
But when he heard the word "like," he felt a little elated.
The feeling was so wonderful that he almost doubted its reality.
A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Ning Qing's thin body, he thought to himself: When I bring this person back to the military camp, I must throw him into the group of new recruits for training.
In just one or two years, they can grow strong and healthy.
A man should be tall and strong, able to wield a broadsword and a spear, ride a horse and gallop across the battlefield, serve his country and protect the people.
This is what a true, upright man should look like.
Ning Qing was unaware of Meng Zhengxi's thoughts, only noticing that his gaze towards her became increasingly subtle.
He picked up the wine glass on the table and brought it to his lips again.
"Guest, let me offer you a toast."
This time, Meng Zhengxi didn't deliberately avoid it, but instead drank the glass of wine.
Ning Qing's lips curved slightly.
"Guest, how does this glass of wine taste?"
Meng Zhengxi nodded slightly.
"Very good."
Ning Qing's eyes flickered.
"How does this glass of wine taste compared to the last one?"
Meng Zhengxi's eyes flickered slightly.
"Both are good."
Ning Qing leaned close to his ear and spoke softly.
"Oh, really?"
The hot breath sprayed against his ear again, making Meng Zhengxi feel slightly uncomfortable.
He leaned back slightly.
I dared not meet his gaze.
Ning Qing leaned closer again and spoke in a low voice.
"Guest, you haven't answered my question yet."
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