My Life Can Hang

Chen Dongcheng was somewhat satisfied, this girl must be educated.

Sitting on the bed in the bedroom, still sullen.

"I didn't tell you during the day that I would teach you a lesson at night, but tell me how I should teach you."

Song Meng said with a bitter face: "It's okay not to teach others, they are still children."

Song Meng didn't know what Chen Dongcheng was thinking.

But I always felt that Chen Dongcheng's eyes seemed to have their own scanning function, and it was almost as if he was naked.

"I'm ignoring you. I'll go to Sister Manting first."

Song Meng hurriedly trotted to Zhuang Manting's bedroom while Chen Dongcheng slipped away.

Chen Dongcheng walked to the door of the suite where Zhuang Manting lived.

At this moment, Zhuang Manting was wrapped in a bath towel and lowered her head slightly, wiping her wet long hair with the towel.

Just from Chen Dongcheng's point of view, Zhuang Manting's career line was seen by Chen Dongcheng.

"Sister Manting, you're gone!"

Song Meng hurriedly blocked Chen Dongcheng's line of sight, and said angrily, "Can some people pay attention, their saliva is about to fall."

Zhuang Manting didn't pay attention to it just now, and only found out later.

His face was flushed, his left hand covered his chest, and he hurriedly hid in the bedroom to change into pajamas.

When I came out again, I wore a nightgown outside and a suspender nightgown inside.

It made Chen Dongcheng cry a pity, and at the same time, his resentment towards Song Meng became deeper and deeper.

"Ding dong!"

Just then the doorbell rang, it should be the takeaway.

"You go to the kitchen first, and I'll pick up the takeaway."

Song Meng and Zhuang Manting cannot be asked to pick up takeout at this time.

The one who came to deliver the meal was a young brother wearing a Lanting staff uniform.

Several hot dishes were packed neatly, especially Mao Xuewang's dish, which was the most rare, and there was no soup.

"It's really hard for you."

After Chen Dongcheng settled the bill, he took another 100 yuan to the brother who delivered the food.

In exchange for a while, the delivery boy was grateful: "Thank you sir."

Chen Dongcheng closed the door and took the delivery to the restaurant.

Song Meng set the tableware and drinks and waited for the dishes to start.

When Chen Dongcheng opened the box to reveal exquisite and tempting delicacies, Song Meng's drool was about to flow out.

"Wow, this Sichuan cuisine is pretty good, this hairy blood is so fragrant!"

"Of course, this is basically one of the best Sichuan restaurants in Pengcheng."

Chen Dongcheng opened the lunch boxes and took a box of rice from the restaurant.

Start at a few signature dishes, don't hesitate, you will lose to this girl Song Meng.

Song Meng pointed to one of the dishes and asked, "What is this dish?"

"This is a rich and noble beggar chicken, it's not a small wooden hammer, you can eat it when you break it."

When Song Meng heard the words, she immediately took a small wooden hammer and smashed it on the surface.

Immediately revealing the fragrant chicken inside is fun and delicious.

"I'll have a taste first."

Song Meng first took a bite of this rich beggar chicken, and a surprise flashed in her big eyes.

"This dish is delicious, you can try it, how much is this rich beggar chicken?"

"248."

"My God, how can Sichuan food be so expensive?"

Song Meng pouted and seemed a little distressed.

Chen Dongcheng smiled and squeezed Song Meng's little face, which was smooth and had an excellent feel.

"This little money is nothing. If it's delicious, next time we go to their store, the environment of their restaurant is also very nice."

Song Meng quickly nodded her head and attacked according to the food on the table.

"Oh, I forgot to take a photo, Sister Manting, take a picture for me."

Song Meng hurriedly handed the phone to Zhuang Manting, then made a pose by herself and asked Zhuang Manting to take several pictures.

After filming, Song Meng took it over and checked it carefully before she was satisfied and started to move her chopsticks.

What's wrong with this, Chen Dongcheng was unable to complain, and ate his food quietly.

Chapter 44. 044 Give Zhuang Manting a car

It is impossible to exercise after meals, Chen Dongcheng is already tired today.

After a big meal, Chen Dongcheng lay on the sofa and refused to move.

Song Meng is like a kitten nestled in Chen Dongcheng's arms,

From time to time, Chen Dongcheng had nothing to do with this girl.

I'm not in good shape today, and I walked nearly 3 steps.

Chen Dongcheng felt that his current physical strength was not enough to support a fierce battle.

Ma Dan, I have to buy some fitness equipment and come back tomorrow, and I can't ignore exercise.

There are two goblins at home, and their physique must keep up.

Thinking of these, even watching TV is a bit boring.

It can't go on like this, it will be hollowed out sooner or later.

I don't know when this Shenhao game will have a plug-in to improve its attributes.

Otherwise, if you want to improve your basic attributes, it will be quite difficult.

Zhuang Manting found a yoga mat and did yoga in a corner of the living room, which was considered as a post-dinner exercise.

That's why this girl, Song Meng, doesn't get fat, otherwise she would have lost weight obediently.

"Oh, go in a little bit, I'm cold."

Song Meng moved restlessly in Chen Dongcheng's arms, almost causing Chen Dongcheng's anger.

Chen Dongcheng said angrily: "The air conditioner is running warm air, you are cold."

If you keep playing like this, you won't have to suffer to death.

Song Meng found the most comfortable position, and almost put her whole body on Chen Dongcheng.

There was a happy smile on his little face.

In Song Meng's heart, such a day is simply too comfortable.

I am tired of being in my boyfriend's arms every day, and I want to eat good food.

My boyfriend is handsome and rich. It seems that those unrealistic dreams that I joked about in the past have come true all at once.

Chen Dongcheng also enjoyed this atmosphere.

Although they did not express anything to each other, their relationship was almost the same as that of boyfriend and girlfriend.

Only that layer of window paper is left, which has not been pierced.

The TV broadcast was a bloody Korean drama, and Chen Dongcheng got tired after watching it for a while.

Song Meng was nestled in Chen Dongcheng's arms, but she watched with relish.

Chen Dongcheng's eyes began to shift to Zhuang Manting.

Zhuang Manting has a slender figure, and it can be seen that she has been practicing yoga for several years.

When the slender legs were raised high, Chen Dongcheng's mind swayed.

After watching TV with Song Meng again, Chen Dongcheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he went straight upstairs to sleep.

……

10 month 7 day.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

After Chen Dongcheng got up to wash up and walked to the first floor, he saw Zhuang Manting busy.

Looking at Zhuang Manting's outfit, she was a little surprised.

A Nike hoodie with a sports vest underneath.

A pair of skinny trousers was paired below, highlighting Zhuang Manting's slender thighs and sexy butt.

"Going for a run soon?"

"I'm used to running in the morning, do you want to join us?"

Chen Dongcheng also realized the value of his body, nodded and said, "Let's run together in a while, and have breakfast first?"

"Wait until you come back from the run before eating."

"Okay, I'll go up and change clothes."

When shopping yesterday, Song Mengfei took Chen Dongcheng to buy running clothes, which were not expensive.

It is agreed that one person will do one set, and exercise together every morning.