Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

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There are eight sufferings in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love and separation, and nothing you can ask for.

It is precisely because of the lessons learned from the original owner that she would never put herself in danger.

Meng Jing was quite depressed.

The meal was almost over, and the cheap fiancee still didn't glance at him.

She found that this fiancee was not quite right.Ordinary little girls dress up beautifully, but she seems to be trying to look ugly on purpose.She didn't wear a mask at home, but she didn't know where she got a pair of oversized black-rimmed glasses, and put them on her face, covering almost half of her face.It's still loose and slipping down.

Apart from looking funny, he has the appearance of a little scholar.

But the lips are rosy.

The fingers holding the chopsticks are slender and white.

A sense of sight that breaks when you pinch it.

——It hurts, will she cry?

Meng Jing realized that the thoughts in her mind had become inappropriate, so she quickly stopped, coughed, pointed at a slice of lemon fish, and said to the kitchen, "Aunt Fen, this fish is too bland."

When Aunt Fen heard the news, she let out a sigh: "Yeah, I'm going to add some salt. I just forgot."

The fish was salted and served again.

Meng Jing picked up a chopstick and couldn't taste it.

Song Ruo'an ate her meal calmly, as if everything that happened around her had nothing to do with her.

The location of Meng’s house is located at a high altitude. At night, you can see the sea of ​​stars, the river of clouds, the bright moon, and the temperature is suitable. Even in midsummer, as long as you open the doors and windows, there will be a steady stream of cool night breeze passing through, and you don’t even need the air conditioner. .

The wind in the hall on this floor is particularly pleasant.

In the evening, after taking a shower, the two of them went to the first floor to enjoy the cool air.

After Song Ruo finished his homework, he brushed up the Mathematical Olympiad materials borrowed from the library.

Meng Jing didn't know if she was doing it on purpose, playing games with a high volume, crossing her legs on the coffee table, and occasionally glanced at the cheap fiancee, but didn't get any feedback, even the request "please wear headphones" , I didn't see her mention it.On the contrary, she herself, with a left glance and a right glance, gradually discovered an interesting thing.

When a person is meditating, there will be various small movements.It is said that when Scorpio people think deeply, they will unconsciously frown.Song Ruo's face was very calm, and she could pretend that nothing happened, but her left hand betrayed her.

Her left thumb and index finger are always gently kneading her left earlobe.

The soft and white earlobe was flushed red by her rubbing, but she didn't know it, and was still immersed in the sea of ​​questions.

It was Aunt Fen who came over and broke her observation: "Miss, why are you in a daze?"

Meng Jing was a little embarrassed: "I'm meditating."

Aunt Fen didn't quite understand either, so she put a small dish of watermelon on her left hand side. The bright red watermelon was cut into small pieces of one centimeter square, and eaten with a small toothpick. It is a good summer refreshment.Song Ruo also has a small dish.

Aunt Fen's ancestral home is in Suzhou, and she has some retro hobbies. After distributing fruits to the two little ones, she sits on the side weaving pearl leather bags.

Meng Jing didn't know why, there were so many accidents today, she finished eating the watermelon in three or five bites, so she asked, "Aunt Fen, is there any more?"

Ah Fen was very surprised. In the past, the eldest lady didn't have a cold for melons and fruits. Is this a change of sex?But I was also very happy, stood up and said, "I'll cut another one."

"No need." Song Ruo spoke.She gathered all the numbers and materials in one place, put them away, and put the small plate of untouched watermelon beside Meng Jing, "Eat this. Aunt Fen, don't cut it up. I can't finish it. I won't eat it tomorrow." Fresh."

Meng Jing looked at the plate of watermelon with no expression on her face.Watching Song Ruo return to the room with the documents in hand.She glanced at the time on her watch, it was only 09:30.The elementary school students in the game are still fighting in the canyon. Thanks to this cheap fiancee, she dares to say that she is a Mathematical Olympiad athlete.Not to laugh people's teeth off.

Song Ruo went back to the room and looked at it for a while, then fell asleep.After waking up the next day, there was Miss Meng downstairs.

At the breakfast table, the two still did not speak.

After eating, Meng Jing moved out a mountain bike, stepped on the ground, and gave a feed.

Song Ruo smoothed the wrinkles on the mask, looked away, "What is it?"

"Do you want a ride?" Meng Jing asked.

Song Ruola pulled the strap of her schoolbag, looked at a point in the void in the distance: "No, thank you."

Meng Jing chuckled: "No thanks. If I don't carry you, just ask."

"..." Song Ruo watched the back of the whistling disappearing figure, and a thought came to her mind, something is wrong with this cheap fiancée, there is something wrong with such small details.

Meng Jing rode all the way in one breath, and felt relieved.But why she held her breath, she didn't know very well, and she didn't bother to pursue it.In the morning, taking advantage of the few people, I rode to the swimming pool.

Seventh Middle School is one of the few high schools that has its own swimming pool.

When she got there, Sheng Xue was already there.

Meng Jing went to the dressing room to change into her swimsuit.

"Emma, ​​look at those snow-white long legs. Seriously, Meng Jing, if I bend one day, I will never forgive you." Sheng Xue joked while doing warm-up exercises.

Meng Jing hooked the corners of her lips, "Don't tell me, I have a family."

Sheng Xue: "Hey, it seems that you have accepted your little wife quite well. How far has it progressed? Have you kissed? When will you treat me to a wedding wine?"

What answered her was Meng Jing's plop when he jumped, and the spray was suppressed extremely well.

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