I Deliver Candy To Men

After eating, the two left the city.

When Mencius was injured, Song Yingying told him to ride on the ox cart.

He was reluctant to sit before, feeling that it hurt his demeanor as a young hero. This time, he agreed, and happily got into the car and sat beside Song Yingying.

Even, he had to rely on her arms: "I have pain in my body and I want to rest for a while."

what to do? The boyfriend you are looking for should be pampered when you cry!

"Come on." Song Yingying sat down and asked him to come over.

Mencius smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss." He leaned into her arms.

His complexion was pale and his lips were pale, obviously suffering from serious injuries. Song Yingying felt distressed and said softly, "Take a rest for a while."

Mencius responded, and closed his eyes.

His eyelashes are long, like two rows of small brushes. The bridge of the nose is high and straight, which is really nice. Song Yingying couldn't move her eyes, thinking to herself, when he closed his eyes, the lines on his face looked a little cold, not like when he opened his eyes, he smiled brightly and enthusiastically.

I don't know if it was because she couldn't stand it, or the sun couldn't stand it. Mencius bent one leg and pushed up the hem of his clothes, then reached out and grabbed the hem to cover his face.

Song Yingying: "..."

OK, no need to watch.

Then he looked at his exposed long legs again. Wrapped in the trousers, but a strong outline can be faintly seen. Her face is a little red, this guy looks tall and thin, I didn't expect it to be so unexpected!

Seeing that a strand of his long black hair slipped down and landed on her arm, she grabbed it and touched it. Cool and slippery. She was bored, so she braided him. Edited and dismantled, dismantled, and finally home.

"Hey, wake up." She pushed him. "Get up soon, I'll be seen later."

Meng Zi'an woke up after being pushed a few times by her. Putting down the robe that covered his face, revealing a pair of misty eyes: "Are you home yet?"

"Not yet." Yingying said, "Sit down quickly, and I will show my father that he will hit you when he sees you so close to me."

Mencius lowered his eyes and finally woke up.

He said, "When is the young lady going to tell the master about the two of us?" He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his voice, "I'm always uncomfortable following the young lady without a name like this."

Song Yingying: "..."

After clearing her throat, she raised her chin and said, "Don't forget your identity! You are a long-term worker, how can you be worthy of me? I see that you look good and spend a few days with you, do you still take it seriously? I tell you, Don't give birth to unreasonable thoughts, otherwise... hum!"

Her full "scumbag" appearance, listening to Meng Zi'an's ears, her face fell. His whole body was slightly tense, and he could see a slight trembling.

The corners of Yingying's eyes jumped, she hurriedly held his hand, and coaxed: "Just kidding you! You can't stand teasing? Oh, I was wrong, can't I give you a name? Don't be angry."

Mencius raised his eyes: "When will you give me my name, Miss?"

He couldn't control the look of blackening on his face, and his mouth was still playing. Song Yingying didn't know whether he really wanted to be blackened or what, so she could only say, "Let's have a few days."

Mencius lowered his eyes again and stopped talking.

"It's too fast!" Yingying pouted, and seeing his pale face again, she was also angry, "I'll ignore you! It's annoying!"

Mencius stretched out his hand to hold her, his domineering five fingers intertwined.

Song Yingying dumped.

Mencius didn't let go, he kept holding her to the door of the house, and when he entered the yard, he let go of her when he saw that she was shaking with a lot of strength.

It's not so good, it's not good. He wants to quickly recover from the injury, return to Changfengmen, and ask his master to propose marriage for him.

Ye Ning broke off the marriage with him, and the master said to Ye Ning without saying a word for him. This time, he had to take care of it for him.

Song Yingying hadn't forgotten her promise to Mencius in the teahouse, and said to Father Song, "Father! I want to eat chicken! Kill a chicken and eat it?"

Father Song said, "Didn't you just eat it?"

"I want to eat again!" Song Yingying said.

Father Song couldn't, and said again: "Then you don't eat eggs?"

"Tell Aunt Wang to hatch a few more!"

Father Song shook his head and went to kill the chicken.

"Xiao Meng is injured, give him a repair." Song Yingying put both chicken legs into Meng Zian's bowl.

Father Song was startled for a while, and then saw that his daughter had clipped two chicken wings to Meng Zi'an, and was even more startled. Look at this, look at that again, his face gradually falls.

"Dad, don't feel bad." Song Yingying winked at him, "He gave me money."

Meng Zi'an untied the purse and pushed it to Father Song: "I'm injured. Father will prepare some medicine for me, and the rest will be used as my meal money."

With a heavy bag of silver, Father Song finally calmed down a bit, but still glared at Song Yingying: "No rules, no distance, and coaxing the guests' money!"

Even when she secretly hooked up with this kid, she was thinking about other people's money.

Father Song felt that it was very bad for the girl to be like this. He only had money in his eyes, but how could he do it? Mencius' senior brother had just sent it, so he asked her to coax her with two chicken legs and two chicken wings, which was too bullying.

Pushing the purse back to Mencius, "I don't need that much. The young man will keep it for now, and I will count it with you in the future."

Meng Zi'an smiled and said, "I want to live for a long time. This life is given by Dad and Miss Song. Dad will call me by my name in the future."

"Okay, Zi'an." Father Song changed his words happily.

Song Yingying opened the purse, counted two taels of silver, and put it into her own purse: "Brother, let's settle the account, not to mention that Xiaomeng is not a brother? Take the deposit first! already."

Naturally, Father Song received another training.

Yingying is very thick-skinned, so she is not afraid of his training. She even gave Father Song a piece of chicken liver with a smile: "Father, am I your sweetheart?"

Father Song is neither scolding nor laughing.

Meng Zi'an also laughed, put a chicken leg into Song Yingying's bowl, and another into Father Song's bowl: "I'll just eat chicken wings."

"How can there be any meat in chicken wings?" Father Song brought him back again, and also brought him chicken breasts, "Eat more, the injury will heal faster." Looking at Song Yingying again, "Why didn't you buy big bones this time? Boil it. Soup for Zi'an."

Song Yingying was nibbling on the drumstick: "Buy it, buy it tomorrow."

After dinner, the three of them chatted in the yard for a while, then went back to the house to sleep.

Yingying slept until midnight and woke up inexplicably. When I opened my eyes, I saw a black shadow sitting by the bed, and I was shocked!

When she saw that it was Meng Zi'an, she said angrily, "What are you doing? Running over at night without saying a word, it scares people to death."

Almost all of Meng Zi'an's figure sank into the darkness, only a little moonlight fell on his face, hazy, only the outline could be seen clearly.

He stretched out a hand and gently stroked Song Yingying's face: "Come and see you."

"Why are you looking at me?" Song Yingying opened his hand, wiped off the cold sweat she had frightened, and complained, "Do I look good when I sleep?"

Mencius said softly, "I'm afraid you are gone."

From his point of view, he could see her small face wrinkled slightly, and the lack of light at night made her face more and more slapped. Jiaojiao's brows, eyes, and mouth.

He couldn't help but reached out his hand again and gently stroked her brow.

Yingying was still in shock, very angry, and secretly scolded him for being perverted. But seeing that he didn't do anything else, just sat on the edge of the bed and lightly stroked her brow, as if a miser was wiping gold ingots at night, and I understood a little bit.

Most of the time, I saw two cheap guys during the day. He was stimulated and couldn't sleep. He pulled his hand down, squeezed it and played with it, and asked him, "Do you remember?"

Mencius lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yingying coaxed him: "Don't be angry, I'm angry with you, it's all over, don't think about it anymore."

He added: "If you are still angry, let's go to Changfengmen and seek justice. It's not enough to pick up honest people and bully them."

Mencius kept his head down and did not speak. Well-behaved and handsome, like a child who was angry and wronged in front of his parents.

Yingying sat up a little and touched his head: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll accompany you."

He raised his head suddenly.

In the darkness, his eyes shone brightly, staring straight at her.

He didn't say a word just now, no matter what she said, he just lowered his head and listened. However, when she said the last sentence, he moved suddenly and hugged her tightly.

Yingying was almost strangled, rolled her eyes, she patted him on the back lightly: "I'm with you, don't worry, I'm not running, you are so good, why am I running? I'm not a blind person. , I've always been with you."

After coaxing for a while, he finally released her a little bit, but still held her tightly.

Yingying pushed him: "Okay! What are you doing at night? Go back quickly, I'm going to bed!"

"I watched you sleep." Mencius said.

Yingying said: "You look at me, I can't sleep!"

"Then let's do something else?"

Yingying couldn't see his expression, but she vaguely felt that he was watching her lips. With a hot face, she snorted, grabbed the quilt and lay down, covering her head: "I fell asleep!"

He smiled lowly.

Song Yingying annoyed him and kicked him with a kick: "Go away!"

Mencius grabbed her feet, put her calf on his own, and pinched it gently.

Like a very conscientious little girl.

Song Yingying saw that he was well-behaved and obedient, and her heart gradually softened, and she didn't kick him any more.

Perhaps because he squeezed it comfortably, she fell asleep unknowingly.

The next morning.

Song Yingying got up, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Mencius cleaning the yard.

"Miss is up?" He looked over with a smile, his eyes wide and his smile bright, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Song Yingying glared at him: "Not good!"

At night, he was startled by him, how dare he say it?

Meng Zi'an was surprised: "What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

"Aren't you scared?" Song Yingying glared at him pretentiously. Actually no, she slept well later, but didn't want to make him proud.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zi'an looked blank: "Me?"

"You still don't admit it?" Song Yingying was furious and walked over to pinch him.

Meng Zi'an was still at a loss.

After a while, Song Yingying was dumbfounded: "Don't you remember?!"

Mencius said with sincerity, "Miss, what's the matter?"

"You, do you have night wandering?!"

Mencius shook his head, "I don't know."

Song Yingying is really stupid now. She opened her mouth, her fingers trembling a little. What she didn't say was that he might not be nocturnal, but schizophrenic!

Omg! How scary!

She opened her eyes wide, with a shocked and worried expression, which made Mencius smile slightly.

The face is laughing, and the beast in the heart is also laughing.

She really liked him, and she didn't even hate him at all.

The author has something to say: Mencius: Every day is on the verge of blackening.