The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Meng Jingyue kissed the girl's pink cheek gently, his eyes as dark as ink.

"I almost thought I'd never see you again."

He murmured lowly.

Japanese people are cunning and unpredictable. Even if Meng Jingyue guessed something in advance, he still fell into the trap. He was able to come back alive this time thanks to the Lu family member.

Originally, Meng Jingyue did not intend to take sides.

Nowadays, Shangjing and Nanling are bounded by the Jianghuai River, and the military forces are divided into two. Shangjing is headed by the Lu family, while Nanling is experiencing endless wars, and among them, the Zhou family is vaguely dominant.

Zhou Ye is indeed a hero in troubled times.

But after all, they are not as good as the Lu family, let alone Lu Xingjing, who is extremely talented.

The ancestors of the Meng family are based in Nanling.

This also means that the Meng family must either maintain absolute neutrality or completely take sides. Otherwise, neither Mr. Zhou Zhou nor Lu Xing will allow the Meng family to continue to develop.

And now, he owed Lu Xing a favor.

Meng Jingyue closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a dark glimmer flashed across his eyes.

"Shu Shu, where are you going?"

The young man's eyes slowly fell on Pan Shu who was about to leave. His cold white knuckles with distinct joints slowly tapped his long and narrow jaw, and a cold arc passed through the corner of his mouth.

"what happened?"

Pan Shu raised her eyebrows with a half-smile, deliberately irritating him, "Do I have to report to you wherever I go now?"

Meng Jingyue's expression grew colder.

He said carefully, "That's not what I meant."

Are you going to see Meng Jingchi?

He thought uncontrollably that Meng Jingchi was more energetic than him, like the blazing sun, unlike him, who was decayed and dying.

Thinking like this, Meng Jingyue's heart felt like it was being squeezed and kneaded by a big hand in the void.

The pain was almost suffocating.

He was breathing heavier, and his eyes were slightly red.

Pan Shu looked back at him helplessly, "Can you stop being so suspicious? Can't I even go out for a walk? What's wrong with you?"

The young man lowered his thick eyelashes lifelessly.

What's up with him?

...That’s how he is.

He never changes.

It was just that she finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'll accompany you." He pursed his pale lips, tried his best to hold back the suffocating dizziness, and forced himself to look directly at Pan Shu calmly.

Inferiority causes trouble.

Possessiveness spreads like crazy.

Pan Shu sighed tiredly. She walked up to the young man, stretched out her hand and gently pinched his pale and cold cheek. There was no flesh, it was a thin layer, but it felt good.

"Don't think too much, okay?"

Meng Jingyue felt extremely cold and silent. His face was very pale, he closed his eyes slightly, and his voice was sour and hoarse, "Banshu. I only want you to love me."

He closed his eyes.

I didn't see the impatience flashing across Pan Shu's eyes for a moment.

But the corners of her mouth still had a sweet and soft curve, like an addictive poppy, and the only bright light in the boundless darkness.

"Of course I love you," she said.

Meng Jingyue curled his lips and responded softly, "...Okay."

Originally, Pan Shu wanted to take advantage of what happened last night to increase Meng Jingchi's strategy value, but Meng Jingyue was too sensitive and worried about gains and losses. Pan Shu had no choice but to give up temporarily.

In the past, when Ban Shu was in love, she would not be willing to get involved with a man like Meng Jingyue.

Without him, it would be too tiring to get along with him.

What she pursues is short-term pleasure.

And men like Meng Jingyue want lifelong love.

She couldn't afford it.

After retreating from Ah Fu, Xiao Tao and the others, Pan Shu skillfully held the armrests of the wheelchair and pushed him slowly, "Where do you want to go?"

"You can go wherever you want, just take me with you."

"It's nice over there."

Pan Shu paused and pointed to the small pavilion in front, "The water there is very clear and you can see a lot of fish."

"Is it."

Meng Jingyue responded, his deep gaze faintly scanning the sparkling lake, which... was a good place to kill people.

"elder brother."

The young man's clear voice sounded from behind, and Pan Shu turned around.

He paused and called in a low voice, "Sister-in-law."

Pan Shu pursed her lips, smiled and nodded gently, then nodded to Meng Jingyue, who had no reaction, "Your brother is greeting you."

Meng Jingyue raised his eyelids and said "hmm" casually.

The girl's eyes circled between the two brothers in a strange way, and she pretended to say unintentionally, "Are you having a conflict? Why do both of you look so ugly?"

Meng Jingchi took a breath.

He subconsciously looked at Pan Shu's expression, but saw her smiling.

——She doesn’t remember anything.

Meng Jingchi was a little surprised, but also felt that it was expected.

If Meng Jingyue still wanted to maintain his relationship with Pan Shu, he would not choose to tell her this matter.

Meng Jingchi glanced at her with disappointment and resentment.

He lost his virginity for the first time in his life, but the other party still didn't remember it.

"Meng Jingchi."

The young man raised his eyelids coolly, and his gentle voice contained a faint, imperceptible warning.

Not to be outdone, Meng Jingchi met Meng Jingyue's gaze.

But in the end it was him who was at fault.

He hummed low and leaned lazily against the red paint pillar, "I'm looking at the fish, but you still want to care about me?"

"You can watch the fish."

Meng Jingyue moved his pale thin lips slowly, "Just don't think about other things."

"You put it in your words." The young man gritted his teeth and sneered.

The two brothers were confronting each other with sparks flying. When the uncle arrived, he was stunned for a moment when he noticed the strange atmosphere, and then said breathlessly, "Young Master, that Miss Zhao is here again..."

"I told you, no see." Meng Jingyue was getting annoyed.

The uncle looked at Pan Shu again and said in a respectful tone, "Young Madam, Miss Zhao also invites you to come with her."

The young man's eyes changed and he cleared his throat, "Ahem, I'll go too."

Meng Jingyue smiled slowly and warmly.

"Uncle, is that Miss Zhao the master of the Meng Mansion?"

The uncle didn't know why, "The masters of the Meng Mansion are naturally the madam, the young madam and the two young masters."

The young man pursed his lips and smiled, saying nothing.

The uncle patted his head and said, "Yes, it was the old servant who made a mistake..."

Pan Shu lazily took a sip of tea and her eyes fell on a red carp with a fat head and tail in the clear lake bottom. In early winter, the lake surface was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Like clear crystal.

"Let her come over."

After the words fell, Meng Jingyue and Meng Jingchi both looked at Pan Shu.

Zhao Xueer did not come alone.

There were people following her.

When she arrived, Pan Shu could clearly see the appearance of the girl standing next to Zhao Xueer.

It can be called Xiaojiabiyu, delicate and pleasant.

Pan Shu stretched out her fingertips and lightly touched her beautiful eyebrows. This girl's appearance was very similar to her original one.

The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Zhao Xueer pushed her.

The girl raised her eyes tremblingly, her eyes moist, "Why doesn't my sister know how to go home after she gets married? My aunt missed her at home and cried so much that she was almost blind..."

The aroma of tea hits my face.

Pan Shu paused for a moment, then raised her eyebrows slightly with a half-smile.