"I'm sorry." The young man raised his defiant eyebrows and spoke in a lazy tone.
The corners of Pan Shu's lips curved slightly, and she nodded as if to agree.
[His voice is also very nice.]
Actually, I don’t blame him.
Meng Jingchi paused.
Looking up at Banshu, I saw a sweet and well-behaved smile on the girl's face.
If he could not hear her voice——
He was also going to be fooled by her harmless appearance.
[He's looking at me again. I don't think he'll notice anything...but I really like his body.]
This loose woman!
Meng Jingchi uttered a low "tsk" sound, curling his lips in disdain, "Pretentious."
Meng Jingyue's eyebrows twitched.
He said lightly, "You just returned home, have you seen your mother?"
"I went to see her early in the morning," Meng Jingchi said with his eyebrows drooping listlessly, "She just kept nagging me. Okay, brother, have a good rest. I won't bother you anymore."
The young man looked at Banshu again and snorted coldly.
His young and bright face was full of unrestrained expression.
It seems like there is endless energy.
The complete opposite of him is Meng Jingyue——
There was an unavoidable sense of illness between Meng Jingyue's brows, and his face was pale and bleak.
He stared quietly at the boy's straight back as he had long since walked away, then slowly lowered his eyes, a trace of inexplicable emotion passing through him in the darkness.
This time when Meng Jingchi returned to China, he didn't plan to leave again.
He studied financial management abroad.
Mrs. Meng intends to leave the family property to her youngest son to manage.
Compared to the frail elder son, even though the younger son is not as thoughtful, calculating, and foolproof as the elder son, he is very healthy.
Meng Jingchi doesn't need to achieve anything, he just needs to be mediocre and maintain his achievements.
What makes Mrs. Meng happy is that—
The two brothers have a very harmonious relationship.
Brothers should be friendly and respectful to each other and be humble to each other.
This saved her a lot of worry.
Summer came in a blink of an eye. The grass and trees were green, and the air was hot and dry. I suffered from the summer heat and my appetite was not very good.
Meng Jingyue looked at her cheongsam, which was too short for her, revealing her soft, white thighs. He blinked slowly, his cheeks flushed. "The food the chef at the mansion prepared for me was bland and boring. It's normal that you have no appetite. The chef at Jingchi's place specializes in Fujian and Hunan cuisine. I asked Ah Fu to have the chef prepare some food and send it to our yard at noon."
Panshu didn't want to talk.
Lying in the rocking chair with eyes closed, it squeaks and rocks slowly.
Seeing that she ignored him, Meng Jingyue's expression was gentle without any impatience, as if he had gotten used to it.
Young girls' temperaments are always changeable.
Especially last night... he went too far.
It was normal for her to ignore him and be angry with him.
Pan Shu was also thinking about what happened last night. Are men who have sex so scary? And a man with a broken leg.
Meng Jingyue's legs were inconvenient, and last night, Ban Shu saw that he was aroused. Besides, her mission was to sleep with him anyway, so she decided to go all out and took him by force.
Pan Shu still hasn't forgotten the young man's shocked and forbearing look.
The bright color at the end of the eye is really alluring.
Taking Meng Jingyue's legs into consideration, to be honest, the posture is also very simple.
But I can't stand his fierceness.
Pan Shu couldn't understand how he, a patient so pale that he coughed after speaking a few words, could ask for it again and again.
She suspected that Meng Jingyue was taking drugs behind her back.
When she woke up this morning, she felt like she was falling apart.
On the contrary, Meng Jingyue felt refreshed.
Even her usually pale and fragile face had a rosier look.
He looks like a male demon who has absorbed all the essence.
"Are you on drugs?" There was no way she could do that. Pan Shu was too curious. "Are you really okay with that?"
Panshu was really afraid that he would die on her!
The smile on Meng Jingyue's face faded a little. He frowned thoughtfully, then raised his eyebrows slightly with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not your fault even if I die."
"Huh? How did you know?" The girl widened her eyes slightly in shock.
Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows are cunning and innocent.
Meng Jingyue knew that she was trying to tease him again.
That's all.
He could never defeat her.
Ban Shu glanced at Meng Jingyue with a smile, then tilted her head, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Meng Jingyue was sitting in a wheelchair next to the rocking chair. Seeing that Ban Shu had fallen asleep, he shook his head gently, covered Ban Shu with the thin blanket on his legs, and picked up a book on his legs and began to read slowly.
Her chin is more pointed.
Probably because of the loss of appetite recently.
She always wanted to go out. Meng Jingyue knew that she didn't like staying in this square little courtyard all day, especially with him who was so dull and boring.
He felt a little guilty and blamed himself, but there was nothing he could do.
——He can't live without her.
It's very late.
Now he would never again ask her to wait until he died before marrying him.
Meng Jingyue even thought selfishly.
Wait until he dies.
It would be better for her to remain a widow for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, the young man lowered his eyes to gaze upon the girl's delicate features. She had become even more beautiful. Meng Jingyue could already glimpse the beauty that would captivate the world in the future.
Such a person.
He is worthy of being a cripple.
It's a shame.
This was the scene Meng Jingchi saw when he arrived. Dark mist and undercurrents surged in the eyes of his always aloof and reserved brother, and he was slightly stunned.
When he came to his senses, the young man was looking at him indifferently.
"Big brother."
Meng Jingchi subconsciously glanced at the girl lying in the rocking chair.
She was lying on her back.
A thin blanket covered his legs.
But it can't cover her long, white and soft legs.
And her long, straight neck is as noble and proud as a swan.
Meng Jingchi's eyes burned and he quickly looked away, only to meet his elder brother's inquiring gaze.
“Big, big brother…”
"Um."
Meng Jingchi responded calmly, "What's the matter?"
"If there's nothing wrong, I can't come to see you..." Meng Jingchi vented his dissatisfaction in a low voice. Thinking of the business, he cleared his throat, "Oh, brother, do you know Sister Xue'er? Her pen name is Bai Xue, and she has published many articles in newspapers. I've never seen someone with such a completely liberated mind! And she understands me very well, unlike other women!"
He said excitedly, "She said she really admires you! She wanted to ask me to bring her to meet you, but I refused. But brother, Sister Xue'er is really nice. If you don't mind, I'll pick her up tomorrow. She really likes you..."
Meng Jingyue's talent was praised throughout Kyoto.
The articles he published in several journals were gentle in language but sharp in substance, and his narratives were penetrating. In addition, Meng Jingyue's calligraphy and paintings were also extremely valuable.
Many people lamented that Meng Jingyue was a man of great talent.
"not see."
Meng Jingyue spoke casually, his eyes showing no fluctuation at all.
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