Aoying's jaw nearly dropped to the ground in shock at Meng Zhao's words.

She felt that the eldest master was really abnormal today.

Maybe it was because he saw her having a secret meeting with Meng Xun in the afternoon, and he was resentful and felt that he couldn't save face as a man, so he deliberately made things difficult for her.

Aoying's family only has three rooms, her parents and Qinghe live in one, and she lives in one.

There is another room that is empty and has some sundries in it. She plans to put a bed in it when Qinghe is older and let him sleep by himself.

If Meng Zhao stayed here, he would definitely live in the same room with Aoying.

But Meng Zhao is not mobile, and he needs Meng Wu to carry him when he gets in and out of the wheelchair.

There is no bed for Meng Wu to sleep on, and he can't let him sleep on the floor. It's inhumane, and Aoying can't do such a thing.

Moreover, with Meng Zhao here, Qingying could feel that her parents were very uncomfortable, nervous, and were afraid of making mistakes.

It would be better to let him leave early. Forget

it!

Qingying held her forehead with her hand, sighed, and quickly walked back to the house to get her bag.

She said to Meng Zhao: "Young Master, let me accompany you back to the mansion."

"Don't you want to stay at home with your parents?"

Meng Zhao was stunned. He didn't actually ask Qingying to go back to the Meng Mansion today.

If Qingying didn't want to, he wouldn't force her.

What he said just now was not a joke at all.

He was serious.

He didn't mind the simplicity of this place, and he was really willing to stay here for a night or two.

As long as Qingying was there, it would be fine.

Qingying's hands were already on the armrests of the wheelchair. She said sympathetically:

"My humble house is simple and the bedding is rough. I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping here. I'll accompany you back home first, and you can visit us later."

In the end, Meng Zhao returned to the Meng Mansion.

Before leaving, he asked Meng Wu to take two exquisite golden bags to Qing's father and mother, saying that he came in a hurry and forgot to bring something. These two golden bags were gifts for their first meeting.

After Qingying, Meng Zhao, Meng Xun, Meng Wu and others left, Qing's father and mother opened the golden bags and found two ingots inside.

The golden bag given to Qinghe also contained two ingots.

Qing's father and mother looked at the several gold ingots, somewhat puzzled, why the eldest son of the Meng family came all the way to give them money.

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In the carriage, Qingying sat next to Meng Zhao, feeling a little depressed.

Meng Zhao looked at her and said softly: "In a while, I'll talk to my mother and ask her to allow you to go home to visit your relatives again, and make up for what you missed this time."

"Oh."

Qingying was in a very low mood, and didn't take Meng Zhao's words seriously at all. If it weren't for his appearance, she could have stayed at home for two more days.

Now that she can return home early, isn't it all thanks to him?

He must have been angry about the incident between her and Meng Xun, and deliberately gave her a warning.

When she returns home later, who knows how he will punish her.

Two quarters of an hour later, in the gloomy night, the carriage slowly drove into the luxurious Meng Mansion.

As soon as he returned to the house, Meng Zhao asked Qingying to close the bedroom door.

The candlelight flickered in the house, and the firelight was dim.

The man with a stern face sat upright in the wheelchair, his eyes were dark, and his pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes stared at Qingying, leaving no room for escape.

Qingying's heart tightened, and she suddenly felt that the man in front of her was a little scary.

What does he want to do?

Qingying waited anxiously, and her mind flashed through the rumor a long time ago about a wife cheating on her husband and being caught and soaked in a pig cage.

"Come here." Meng Zhao said to the woman who was pale with fear not far away.

This stupid woman, who knows what she is thinking.

Qingying dragged her heavy legs and slowly moved over, whispering: "Master, what do you want?"

"Undress me."

"Yes." Qingying lowered her head and did as she was told.

The white and slender hands slowly untied the man's clothes, peeling them off layer by layer.

Soon, Meng Zhaojian's majestic body was exposed.

The sleeping giant beast under his belly was lurking in the dense pubic hair. Even though it had not yet awakened, the thickness of that thing was still not to be underestimated.

Meng Zhao raised his eyelids, looked at Qingying who had a panicked look, and ordered in a deep voice: "Squat down and put it in your mouth."

"Master, this..." Qingying was stunned. Was she going to eat his scary and ugly thing with her mouth?