Meng Mingyou's eyes slowly swept across Yan Mojiu's face, who had learned a little bit of tea art from him, then he let go of Meng Mingxuan and turned to go downstairs.
"elder sister."
She turned her head, "Huh?"
Meng Mingxuan looked at her, gentle as always, breathed a sigh of relief, and went forward to hug her, "I really know how to scold."
Are you stupid?
Meng Mingyou chuckled and raised his hand, patting her on the back, "Go."
Meng Mingxuan watched Meng Mingyou go downstairs, then turned around and walked in front of Yan Mojiu, without a trace of smile on her fair face.
Unfortunately, he is not tall enough, so his momentum is greatly reduced.
Yan Mojiu paused, half squatted down so that she could look down at him, then reached out and gently held her wrist, looking up at her, "You cry because you can't see your husband in the middle of the night?"
"..." Meng Mingxuan thought that ever since she slept with Ye Ye, she slept as deeply as if she had taken sleeping pills.
She was woken up by her sister last night.
"My sister said that if a man cheats on a woman once, he will cheat a second time." Meng Mingxuan said with a straight face, "I didn't install a locator on you, how would I know if you were going to see a certain woman?"
"Then you install one."
"?"
What.
"Can you install a locator on me so I can track my whereabouts 24 hours a day?" Yan Mojiu didn't care about this at all. He was glad that she cared so much, which would make him feel good.
“…” She’s not that perverted.
Yan Mojiu was too cooperative, and Meng Mingxuan didn't know how to scold him anymore.
"Mingxuan, my sister and I went to the cemetery last night. There are photos and names on my sister's tombstone. This is a time bomb that must be destroyed, and no one else can do it." Yan Mojiu explained.
"Then why don't you take me and my sister with you?" Meng Mingxuan knew it a long time ago, but she was just wondering why they had to go secretly.
"I don't want you to stay up late." Yan Mojiu gave her a reason that stunned her.
Just because of this?
"It's too conspicuous during the day, so I can only do it in the middle of the night. I planned to tell you when I came back, and I didn't intend to keep it a secret from you." Yan Mojiu said.
Meng Mingxuan believed this, because she was going to the cemetery with him soon and she couldn't hide it from him.
She remembered standing outside the door for several hours, and reached out to pull her, "You get up first."
"Are you sure you're right?" He curled his lips.
"What did you say wrong?"
"I thought you'd keep me on my knees instead of getting up."
Meng Mingxuan was speechless and pulled him again, "I'm not a tigress."
I couldn't imagine kneeling down before her.
There should never be such a day.
Yan Mojiu used her strength to stand up and hugged her in his arms, "You mean my sister is a tigress?"
Ye Yukan has been kneeling a lot recently, and is about to become the next Qin Changan.
"I didn't say anything." Meng Mingxuan pushed but failed to move. "I want to complain to my sister."
"Whatever, I'm your love rival." Yan Mojiu didn't care at all. Little Rose was already in his mouth, and he was still afraid that Big Rose would snatch it back.
“…”
Yan Mojiu glanced at the figure lingering in the door and picked up Meng Mingxuan. "Let's go back to the room and talk."
"Who wants to talk to you." Meng Mingxuan did not forget that she had promised her sister to make trouble with her.
"I want to talk to you." Yan Mojiu changed the topic readily.
Meng Mingxuan punched the cotton and thought to herself that if her sister asked her to make a scene, how could she do it? As long as it wasn't for Yin Ting, her ninth brother wouldn't care about her and would indulge her to the fullest.
Back in the bedroom filled with girlish atmosphere, Yan Mojiu pressed her down on the sofa and looked down at her.
"Don't kiss me."
"I didn't want to kiss you."
“…”
The next moment, Yan Mojiu pressed her hands on both sides and bent down to kiss her earlobe.
As she trembled, it gradually moved to her neck and collarbone.
"It's not allowed..." Her voice trembled.
"I didn't kiss you, I was kissing you."
Ha, that's really far-fetched talk.
But kissing is very comfortable.
Meng Mingxuan half-closed her eyes and turned her head slightly. Yan Mojiu paused for a few seconds and continued to kiss her.
Her pajamas quickly became a mess.
The sofa couldn't bear the weight of two people and sank.
"Go away." Meng Mingxuan felt more and more uncomfortable, and finally reached out to push 놛 away.
"What's wrong?" Yan Mojiu raised his hand to stroke her frowning brows and slowly closed her collar.
Meng Mingxuan snuggled into his arms, "It hurts."
Yan Mojiu laughed softly and hugged her tightly, "It shouldn't be harder than your brother."
Meng Mingxuan had no way to refute this point. As soon as Wang got close to her, his body would poke people, like a head.
"Besides not wanting you to stay up late, I also don't want you to feel bad when you think about the past." Yan Mojiu diverted each other's attention, so as not to let the discomfort of being unable to relieve after being emotionally aroused continue to spread.
Meng Mingxuan recalled the pain and despair she felt when she lost her gentle sister who loved her dearly at the age of 18, and a secret feeling of discomfort crept up in her heart.
"I can't hate my sister because I saved her, but I can't help blaming her for hiding her for four years. Before that, I missed her very much and felt very sad. I would hide and cry secretly." This mentality is very contradictory.
In addition, she misunderstood that her ninth brother liked her sister, and she even paid the price of her life for this misunderstanding.
Reason made her feel relieved, but she still had some emotional problems.
"When did you miss your sister and hide away to cry? Why didn't you tell me so I could comfort you." Yan Mojiu frowned slightly.
“…”
How did she say that?
Meng Mingxuan racked her brains to think of a suitable excuse and had to remain silent.
Yan Mojiu did not ask any further questions, thinking that she had become estranged from him by then.
놛 said with deep eyes, "Maybe 놛 has already paid the price."
Meng Mingxuan was stunned. "What's the price?"
Yan Mojiu lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes without saying anything.
For her, both Li and Meng Mingyou could make concessions.
But if she did what happened in Yan Shaoting's dream, even if Qin Changan was Meng Mingyou's savior, they couldn't do anything to her, and they would never accept her like they do now.
Qin Changan will lose his love forever.
For such a strong but paranoid man, not being able to love someone must be more painful than death.
As for whether they should vent their anger on Qin Chang'an, and whether it is fair to vent their anger on Qin Chang'an, their savior, if both Meng Mingyou and Meng Mingyou were crazy, how could they talk about fairness?
…
At the dining table, the whole family eats very quietly.
The atmosphere is wrong.
Qin Changan, who was sleeping alone, didn't know that the grave digging incident last night had been exposed. He quietly touched Meng Mingyou's arm and asked, "Tangtang, is Mingxuan having a conflict with Xiaojiu?"
"Yes, last night Xiaojiu went out to eat secretly in the middle of the night and was caught by Mingxuan. Xiaojiu knelt down until dawn and didn't get up." Meng Mingyou said with a smile.
Qin Chang'an was struck by lightning.
He looked at Yan Mojiu, who was eating like a gentle beast, not even looking at him.
"Tangtang, Xiaojiu and I went out together last night. We went to the Yan family cemetery and dug up the cenotaph that Xiaojiu built for you four years ago. This cenotaph would be detrimental to your reputation, so we acted in the middle of the night." Qin Changan put down his chopsticks and explained softly.
Maybe she already knew it, but she had to explain it herself.
"Am I not worthy of taking a look at my own grave?" Meng Mingyou asked.
She really doesn't like men doing things behind women's backs.
And we have ten thousand reasons for doing good for you.
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