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- In the old house of the Lu family, after dinner, Meng Yao was dragged into the flower room by Yao Xue. The servant made them a pot of scented tea and placed it on the small table in the middle.
"Come on, come on, my dear, drink some scented tea after meals to promote digestion and avoid restless sleep."
Yao Xue poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Meng Yao, with a slight smile on her face.
It¡¯s so beautiful, the more I look at it, the more I like it!
Meng Yao glanced at Yao Xue from the corner of his eye while drinking tea, then quickly looked away, muttering to himself.
Since the moment she appeared at the Lu family tonight, Yao Xue's eyes have been falling on her, making her scalp numb with laughter.
"Auntie, this tea is delicious. Come on, have another cup. This scented tea is fried from the flowers I grew myself. You can't drink it outside."
As she spoke, Yao Xue poured her another glass, still smiling as she watched her take it to her mouth and drink it.
Seeing that Yao Xue was about to pour herself tea again, Meng Yao finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Auntie, if you have anything to say, just say it. I'm embarrassed that you keep laughing."
Yao Xue didn't feel embarrassed when her thoughts were exposed. The smile on her lips deepened. She raised her hand to take Meng Yao's hand on the table and held it in her hand.
"Auntie has no other intention. She just wants to ask you, what are your plans for your trip?"
"Look, although you haven't known each other for a long time, your relationship has always been very good."
She automatically filtered out the previous quarrel between the two and continued talking.
"Have you two talked about when to get married?"
"Or you can get engaged first, so that my grandpa and us parents can feel more at ease during this trip. This trip is really hard for the child!"
Then, Yao Xue divulged all the "poor things" that happened to Lu Zhixing from childhood to adulthood, and told Meng Yao like beans.
In short, what she wanted to express was just one sentence.
When will you get married? As parents, we are anxious.
Listening to Yao Xue¡¯s talk about the past events of Lu Zhi¡¯s trip, Meng Yao also subconsciously followed her words and started thinking about her trip to Lu. She kept thinking about it until she was on the way back.
Because he went back to his old house, after Lu Zhengxiong went to bed at nine o'clock in the evening, Lu Zhixing took Meng Yao back to his home.
??In a high-end community half an hour's drive from the old house, there is a villa covering an area of ??about 1,000 square meters.
"You usually live here alone?" Meng Yao got out of the car with Lu Zhixing and looked at the surrounding environment.
¡°Perhaps they had been informed a long time ago, but as soon as the car stopped, two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, opened the door and walked out.
"Master, Miss Meng."
Lu Zhixing put his arm around Meng Yao's waist and introduced her with a smile, "Uncle Zhang and Sister Zhang, they have been taking care of me since I came out to live as an adult."
After finishing speaking, the two of them said hello to Meng Yao separately, and Meng Yao smiled back.
"Let's go, I'll take you in and have a look."
¡°I have been delayed by all kinds of things before, so I didn¡¯t have the chance to bring you back. This is our future home, and I don¡¯t know if you, the hostess, are satisfied with it.¡±
With that said, Lu Zhixing kissed Meng Yao on the face, which made Meng Yao feel a little embarrassed and secretly pinched his waist.
"What are you doing, there are others!"
"What are you afraid of? I kiss my wife in my own home, who dares to say anything."
Lu Zhixing took his shamelessness to the extreme and kissed Meng Yao hard on the face as he spoke.
Covering the face being kissed, Meng Yao stared.
Who is your wife? Meng Yao glared at him.
¡°Did this person eat something tonight, or was he stimulated by something? Why is it that he seems to have changed into a different person? He kisses you all he wants, but why does he still lick him?
"Don't look at me like this. If you continue to look at me, I won't mind taking you to visit my bedroom."
Lu Zhixing felt Meng Yao's gaze, and he lowered his head slightly and blew into her ear. The hand on her waist unconsciously slid up and down twice.
Almost instantly, Meng Yao felt as if there was an electric current that shocked her from head to toe. The feeling was so novel, it was the first time she felt it.
I don¡¯t know if she was overthinking it, but as Meng Yao followed Lu Zhixing¡¯s force and wandered around the lobby and various floors on the first floor, he felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
She seemed to have realized something. Lu Zhixing¡¯s various erotic actions just now seemed to be a vaccination for herself, so tonight!
I have to say that no matter from a woman¡¯s intuitionJudging from Meng Yao's sensitivity, she was indeed right.
Lu Zhixing told her about the floors in the main building, then turned around and took her into his bedroom on the third floor.
As soon as the door opened, the lights in the room were on. Before Meng Yao could take a look at the room, he was pushed against the wall by Lu Zhixing.
Looking at the man who leaned over slightly and stared at her without blinking, Meng Yao's heart suddenly beat very fast. The male hormones emanating from the man's body made her breathing slowly become faster.
I have to say that Meng Yao has always believed in a saying: Life is like rape. Since you can¡¯t escape it, you might as well make yourself more comfortable.
??Besides, two people are going to get married anyway. What difference does it make if it happens earlier or later? In the end, as long as the atmosphere is here, why do you care so much?
After thinking about this, before Lu Zhixing spoke, Meng Yao reached out and touched his face with a smile on his face.
"Didn't you show me around? How can I visit if you are blocking me like this?"
Looking at Meng Yao who suddenly became as soft as a kitten in his arms, Lu Zhixing moved his face closer to her hand and raised his hand to pinch her chin to bring her closer to him.
This was the first time he had seen Meng Yao like this, but he liked this feeling so much.
"What's so good about them? I'm not much prettier than these dead things, and they're much more interesting."
The two people looked closer and closer, and the room temperature became higher and higher. Looking at the red lips so close, Lu Zhixing swallowed helplessly.
Just when he wanted to speak again, Meng Yao's hand on his face suddenly pressed on the back of his head.
"You talk a lot!" Then with a strong effort, the two of them pressed their lips together.
With a bang, Lu Zhixing felt that his reason was falling apart in an instant.
Although she was a little surprised by Meng Yao's initiative, after discovering that she couldn't even kiss and could only press her lips against his own, she immediately changed from passive to active.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the fucking mind, at this time, I still talk about it, there is so much nonsense!
The hot kiss continued, and their breathing became heavier and heavier. It was not known who moved first. It was not until Meng Yao felt herself being placed on the bed that she regained consciousness.
She pushed the already shirtless man softly with her hands, her voice was a little hoarse, "Stop, stop, wait a moment!"
"No, I can't stop!"
After the words fell, the room became hot again, and the only thing watching all this was the moonlight creeping in from the window. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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