Mrs. Lu picked it up

Yunmeng was left on Huaiyang Road by Yu Qing.

Even the car was left here.

She was a little confused, when she tried to drive the car, she found that she, like An Qing, was an idiot who couldn't drive a Maybach.

Yunmeng called Yu Qing, through the radio wave, Yu Qing told her how to start it, and then hung up the phone hastily.

As the night was dim, Yu Qing drank a glass of wine.

Yunmeng's influence on him is really getting bigger and bigger.

The three of Lu Jingchuan came over, and the four of them made an appointment to play cards.

Shen Qing's words were the cheapest: "Ah Qing, didn't you still feel dissatisfied with your desires a while ago? Why is the spring breeze blowing now?"

Yu Qing: "..."

Yunmeng's psychiatrist saw it well, and it worked wonders. There was one time two days ago, and she didn't seem to be in so much pain.

It must have been endured for a long time, Yunmeng was not feeling well, he felt that once every three days was acceptable.

I was also afraid that she would be uncomfortable.

"roll!"

Yu Qing cursed.

He is now as ascetic as a monk.

"At this point, you have a woman to accompany you, let us play cards? Is there something wrong with you?"

Yu Qing frowned.

Su Chenwu: "What's the matter, this expression, is there anything else that can affect you?"

"I'm not right with Yunmeng." Yu Qing said suddenly.

Lu Jingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "It's better not to be wrong, don't forget, you have a fiancee,"

"Coincidentally, aren't you and Lin Shan a perfect match? Why don't you give Song Li freedom?"

Lu Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "With me, she is free."

"Isn't it cheap?"

The words Yu Qing learned from Yunmeng made it a bit too happy to be with her. You can use chopsticks to eat western food, and you can swear at others as you like.

As for Song Li.

He had no intention of dealing with the poor, but the so-called targeting Song Li was partly because he felt that Lu Jingchuan should be with Lin Shan, and partly because of Yunmeng.

Because she cried so much, it was difficult for Yu Qing to have a good impression of Song Li.

It even has a targeted meaning.

Su Chenwu immediately said: "A Chuan, are you thinking too much, let A Qing talk about what's wrong first."

Yu Qing: "..."

"She's not here, I feel something is missing."

"I like the smell of perfume, but today I smelled another woman's perfume, and I felt that it was about to stink to death."

"I don't like pretending to be a snake with others, but because that woman is an artist she brought, I still endured it."

Although I couldn't hold back in the end.

"I'm not happy that she's not possessive of me."

"Just joking that I feel annoyed if I don't like her, and it's impossible for me to fall in love with her? Will it be the same when you take care of her?"

Shen Qingci and the three of them: "..."

"If you don't even like it, I'll chop it up for you."

Shen Qing resigned.

Lu Jingchuan smiled: "Didn't Ah Qing say that? There is not only love in a man's world. Love is one thing, and lust is another thing. Find a doctor for you to treat your illness, and turn around and have more women. Enough."

"You look down on others and still want them to love you. Why, the earth revolves around you?"

Yu Qing didn't plan to talk to Lu Jingchuan, anyway, among the two of them, they thought each other was stupid.

He will never stop taking Song Li's eye drops. If they don't break up, won't Yunmeng still cry?
Leaving aside Lu Jingchuan, his eyes fell on Su Chenwu.

"I'm sorry, I haven't taken care of anyone before, so I don't understand your thoughts."

Shen Qingci continued: "You'll know if you try it? Don't you think the perfume smells bad? Buy a bottle of the same one, spray it on Yunmeng, and try it on other women."

Shen Qingci's idea is very good, and it's hard for Yu Qing to refuse.

In the evening, Mo Yue gave ten bottles of perfume of the same scent to An Qing.

Also sent over eight girls.

Probably because of Yu Qing's recent trickery, three of Mo Yue's eight people were the type he liked before, and the other four were female college students.

One is the motorcycle girl whom Mei Se had taken a fancy to before.

The eight people didn't come together, Mo Yue arranged it, and each of them looked like a dreamy encounter.

Both are pungent.

Yu Qing once felt that it was not because of people, but because the perfume really stinks.

Nothing interesting, Yu Qing went out with his coat in his hands.

……

Yunmeng drove the Maybach back home with difficulty. The Maybach is indeed a luxury car, but this car is more suitable for men to drive.

What Yunmeng said was heartbreaking.

While eating desserts, Mo Yue arrived.

She carried a beautifully packaged box and handed it to Yunmeng.

It's a luxury perfume box, a small bottle needs to be customized, and the price is close to five figures.

This kind of packaging looks like a private order, and the price will only be high, not low.

"Miss Yunmeng, Mr. Yu asked me to buy this for you."

Yunmeng took it apart and sprayed it in mid-air, her nose pointed out, "This one?"

"Isn't she disgusting?"

"..."

Mo Yue smiled decently: "But Mr. thinks you like it, so he asked me to give it to you."

"Mr. said, a good perfume deserves a beautiful woman. You are more suitable for this perfume than those women."

Yunmeng doesn't have the habit of wearing perfume, but this one is really light.

She sprayed a little between her wrists and dabbed a little on her neck.

I just like it a little bit, I don't know if it's because Yu Qing gave it to me.

Yunmeng smiled suddenly, looked at Mo Yue, and asked seriously: "It smells really good, you sir just have no discernment."

Yunmeng doesn't smile often, she is a difficult person to get close to, and because of mild depression, she usually feels gloomy when she sees her, with such a smile, not to mention Yu Qing, even Mo Yue thinks that Yunmeng deserves the most attention. OK

"Miss Yunmeng is a fairy, of course any perfume is suitable."

Yunmeng was happier and helped Mo Yue pack some desserts.

A four-star dessert chef with an annual salary of one million yuan, of course Mo Yue happily accepted it.

She walked forward, and Yu Qing came back behind.

Because he left him on the road, Yu Qing was still a little guilty, and he didn't dare to see Yu Qing at all.

There was a faint scent on the tip of his nose, and Yu Qing hadn't reacted yet because of his nervousness.

"A Qing."

Very close behind her, Yunmeng's voice sounded, and she leaned over, the scent on her body was so obvious.

Yu Qing stood up straight and turned around, the scent suddenly became stronger.

It was somewhat similar to the smell of those women, but also somewhat different.

He actually...

I think it smells good.

Yu Qing couldn't control it, he stretched out his hand to pinch Yunmeng's waistline, raised it up halfway, rubbed his head against her neck, and took a deep breath.

"Eh! I wore a perfume you don't like."

"like."

Yu Qing's voice was hoarse. He stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

"You are different from them, you are so fragrant, Mengmeng."

Yunmeng's ears warmed up.

"I love so much."

More than just fragrance.

Admitting that he likes her and that he doesn't want to be far away from her is actually not as difficult as he imagined.