From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

She was satisfied with the production line, but not the price. Just for two production lines, they wanted three million.

Although she earned a lot during this period, most of it was used to pay off debts to the underworld.

I can't come up with so much money at once.

Seeing that she liked it, Jian Youning wanted to help, but his assets were limited. As a civil servant, his salary was not high, and most of his money was donated to public welfare and charity. If he sold his collection of antiques, he might be able to raise the money.

After thinking for a while, he said to Meng Liu: "If you like it, wait for me for two days and I will buy it for you."

Before Meng Liu could answer, Zhuo Yun waved his hand and said, "It's not that troublesome. It's hard to find a suitable production line. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever. Let's sign the contract now!"

The boss was so happy that he couldn't even see his teeth showing. He had never seen anyone buy things like this before: "That's right. There are still several people watching my factory. If it's two days later, it may not be delivered to you."

Meng Liu rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Others who buy things always show that they don't like to bargain as much as possible, but these two people don't even bargain. One said he would go back to sell his assets to raise money, and the other was even more excessive, saying that if you miss this opportunity, you will never see it again, as if they were afraid that others didn't know that they valued this factory very much.

In contrast to his two stupid teammates, Meng Liu spent a lot of time talking but failed to get a single penny.

Zhuo Yun decisively swiped her card to pay.

For the first time, he felt proud in front of Jian Youning and finally put away his gloomy expression.

Jian Youning had booked lunch in advance at a Western restaurant.

As soon as we sat down, a handsome waiter in a suit brought us a big bouquet of pink roses.

Because it was their first date, he made very detailed preparations, including flowers, music and wine, in the hope that Meng Liu would feel happy and romantic when she recalled it in the future.

I never expected that Zhuo Yun, a light bulb, would follow me.

Meng Liu held the rose in her hands and smelled it in surprise. There was also some nice perfume sprayed on it.

To be honest, flowers are useless. They can’t be eaten or drunk, and they wither quickly. They are not practical.

But what girl wouldn't like it? Just the fact that he is willing to spend time on it and is considerate and meticulous is enough to make people happy.

Zhuo Yun looked at it with a sour look, the more he looked, the more he felt that there was a huge gap between himself and Jian Youning.

He never thought about this aspect.

But the man would never admit defeat. He cleared his throat and said, "Meng Liu, do you like flowers?"

"Ok!"

She nodded heavily. Even if she didn't like it, she couldn't say it in front of the person who gave her the gift.

"Like pink?"

"Ok!"

He looked at Jian Youning provocatively and took out his cell phone decisively.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong...

More than a dozen WeChat notifications came in, and Meng Liu opened them in confusion.

Zhuo Yun initiated a transfer to you.

Zhuo Yun initiated a transfer to you.

Zhuo Yun initiated a transfer to you.

......

Zhuo Yun brushed the bangs on her forehead and said domineeringly: "Mao Zedong's fans, do you like it?"

Meng Liu immediately stopped caring about the roses. Compared to a few flowers, money was of course more exciting.

After she received all the transfers, she looked at Zhuo Yun and felt that the man who used to be so noisy looked particularly handsome today!

"But why did you transfer money to me?"

Zhuo Yun was stuck for a moment. Yes, why couldn't he help but seek presence when he saw Jian Youning giving her flowers like a peacock spreading its feathers?

Jian Youning also stared at him with a sneer.

Unable to explain, he said angrily: "I have a lot of money but nowhere to spend it, is that not okay?"

Meng Liu smiled and said, "Okay, okay, if this happens again in the future, remember to come to me. Do you want me to send you your bank card number as well?"

"Eat!" Zhuo Yun took a big bite of steak. Seeing Jian Youning's half-smile, he was furious. "Okay, send it to me."

During the meal, except for Meng Liu who was the happiest, the two men were competing with each other openly and secretly.

One cut the steak for her, and the other filled her glass of red wine in time.

Except for not feeding her personally, I took care of every aspect.

She really likes to be served.

After dinner, Jian Youning dragged Meng Liu to the cinema. This time he learned his lesson and bought seats for himself and Meng Liu together. As for Zhuo Yun, he sent her to a corner on the pretext that the tickets were sold out.

Zhuo Yun curled his lips in disdain, haha, just a trifle.

With a wave of his hand, he reserved the entire theater for the movie they had booked. He could sit wherever he wanted! He wanted to get him alone with Meng Liu and pursue his dreams!

Being attacked from both sides, Meng Liu lay comfortably in the chair.

This time, I didn't even need to move my hands, the food was actually fed to my mouth.

One was responsible for handing her popcorn, and the other was responsible for feeding her Coke.

What kind of movie is this? It even requires the Queen to see it with her own eyes. A bad review!

The two men worked so hard, she couldn't just not give them any benefits.

Under the dim light, Meng Liu's left leg was seen moving slightly to the side and up along Zhuo Yun's trouser leg.

The hand that was feeding her the drink trembled for a moment, and then he turned to look at her in shock.

The woman in the middle was looking at the screen seriously, as if she was unaware of the undercurrents going on below.

He withdrew his gaze, his throat rolled, and looked down at the jade-white little feet sliding across his legs, waiting for her next attack with nervousness and excitement.

What does it mean?

From an adult man's perspective, it's a definite sexual suggestion. Didn't you see that the foot is on the thigh?

Zhuo Yun didn't believe that Meng Liu didn't understand.

So does she like him?

Just thinking about it makes my heart beat so fast that it seems like it's going to jump out of my chest.

His mouth was dry and he unconsciously took a sip of her Coke. Then his face turned red. Isn't this an indirect kiss?

On the other side, Jian Youning readily fed a grain of popcorn to Meng Liu's lips.

He did this several times before, but this time, Meng Liu did not take the popcorn. Instead, he accidentally put his finger into his mouth and brushed it with his soft tongue.

The memory of the dead quickly revived. That day, the two of them were lying on the mud platform outside the hotel, their bodies pressed against each other...

He pulled his hand back with difficulty, and even in the dim light he could see the shiny saliva on it.

I almost couldn't help but put it in my mouth and taste it.

Jian Youning put her thumb and index finger together and twisted them, and could feel the sticky touch.

He didn't know whether she did it by accident or on purpose.

He tentatively picked up another piece of popcorn and put it into her lips. This time he felt it more thoroughly. Her tongue swirled around his fingers, licking them gently. His body suddenly stiffened. After a while, he regained consciousness and actively put it into her mouth, stirring it twice.

It was a movie that all three of them enjoyed very much.

Both men were extremely happy to receive a response from Meng Liu.