Ya, you bastard! [GL]

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When she was hesitant to get out of the car, Jiang Yun took her hand and put it inside her head, her palm was slightly wet.

Ning Meng felt her nervousness inexplicably.

Nervous... what.

Jiang Yun rang the doorbell and led her all the way in. Ning Meng followed behind her, faintly aware of something from her stiff back.

Sure enough, Jiang Yun was sitting in front of Ning Yuanxin and Zhou Qingqing, and said solemnly: "Uncle and aunt, Ning Meng and I are serious."

Ning Yuanxin shook his hand holding the teacup, and looked up at her: "We know."

If you are not serious, you will ask your parents to come over and discuss with them a lot of things in the future?

And you said you want to give Ning Meng everything?

After that, Ning Yuanxin didn't listen to the whole series of words. The four adults reached a consensus and let the two of them make their own decisions. They sat around a table and played mahjong all afternoon.

Looking at Jiang Yun's serious appearance now, I feel a little... ashamed.

"I will definitely take good care of her in the future, you can..."

"Wait." Ning Yuanxin yelled to stop directly, unable to bear his old face, and said lightly: "Jiang Yun, we all know about your affairs, and we won't object."

Ning Meng also glanced at Jiang Yun, and silently nodded aside.

Things were already settled.

Jiang Yun hesitated to speak, as if he was still struggling, Ning Yuanxin said directly: "Don't worry about it so much, as long as you two are happy."

Jiang Yun seemed to be ready, and said, "Then... can I take Ning Meng out today?"

"Now?" Ning Yuanxin looked at the time.

"Dad..." Ning Meng dragged on the end, and there was still a tendency to blame him in the words, Ning Yuan believed that what he couldn't see was clear, and waved them away.

Who told him to agree not to interfere.

Pushed back into the car by Jiang Yun, Ning Meng sat on the co-pilot, beating a small drum in her heart, wondering what Jiang Yun wanted to do by taking her out.

The sound of the trunk closing sounded, and Ning Meng subconsciously wanted to look back, then sat reservedly on the spot and picked up her fingers.

She can't be in a hurry.

Jiang Yun came in from the outside, carrying a unique evening scent, and stuffed her bosom with a bouquet of flowers.

Ning Meng stared at her blankly, Jiang Yun lowered his head as if shy, then quickly raised his head, his gaze was firm: "Ning Meng, I'm not a piece of wood."

what?

Ning Meng was taken aback, and inexplicably remembered the Weibo she posted in the car just now.

"Send me home even at the entrance of the hotel? Wood! She's just a piece of dead wood!"

"I read the manga."

There was another thunder on a sunny day.

Ning Meng's heart stopped beating for a few beats, she stared at her intently, and her words seemed to be frustrated: "But, I don't seem to be as romantic as you think, what should I do?"

Ning Meng was about to comfort her that there was a gap between ideals and reality when she took out a small box from her pocket.

"Is this okay?"

Inside lay a key quietly.

Jiang Yun took out his phone again and showed her the picture: "The model I made with you for the group assignment last time, I made this house out."

"Are you going home with me now?"

The author has something to say: The flowering is over!

☆, extra

Jiang Yun has been a little troubled recently.

It seems a little inappropriate to talk about troubles, at most it's... not?

Ning Meng, it's too small.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't be picky about Ning Meng's tenderness, but she is too tender, and sometimes it bothers her.

Since graduating, Ning Meng has focused on her comics career. When she has inspiration, she can sit in front of the computer for a day. If she has no inspiration, she doesn't panic, wandering around to pass the time.

Over the past few years, it can be regarded as a small achievement.

There are too many places to pass the time for Ning Meng, and there is often the problem of not being able to go to a certain place once a week.

City library, monastery, zoo... She likes any place where she can think quietly.

Recently Ning Meng has become obsessed with going to the orphanage.

I went there several times to pick up people after get off work, and now Ning Meng doesn't send text messages and Jiang Yun knows she is there.

Inspiration is a mysterious thing, Jiang Yun has never been involved in Ning Meng's various weird inspiration-seeking activities, and quietly followed.

Jiang Yun greeted the doorman familiarly, and the doorman let people go with a smile. Jiang Yun parked the car, and walked in with the small cakes he bought along the way.

Walking into the classroom where Ning Meng often stayed, he glanced down, and Ning Meng was unexpectedly not here.

There were still cartoon characters on the small blackboard that she hadn't erased. Jiang Yun felt relieved and put the small cakes on the table for the older children to share with them.

While they were eating, Jiang Yun squatted in front of a certain little boy and asked, "Where is she?"

This child is especially clingy and cute, and he looks a little like Ning Yu between his eyebrows and eyes. Jiang Yun is quite impressed with him.

"Sister Ning went to the toilet." After Wu Hao answered, he still stuck out his tongue to lick the cream left on his mouth. Jiang Yun touched his head with a smile, took out the wrapping paper from the bag and handed it to him: "Wipe .”

"Thank you, Auntie." He grinned at her.

Jiang Yun paused when he got up, his back was a little stiff for no reason, after thinking for a few seconds, he still stood up.

This child is only three years old, so it is reasonable to call her auntie. After all, it is not once or twice that she has been called auntie by a relative's child. It would be too childish to argue with him on this.

But... Ning Meng is a sister!

Jiang Yun was frowning when Ning Meng came in from the outside.

"Come here?" Ning Meng shook the water drops in her hands, looked at the small cakes in their hands, took Jiang Yun aside, and scolded: "The dean won't let them eat indiscriminately, and they will come back later." No more dinner."

"Ah..." Jiang Yun responded decently: "I will pay more attention next time."

Ning Meng nodded, and went to the stage to bid farewell to the children.

Jiang Yun leaned against the wall with his hands crossed over his chest naturally, his eyes fell on Ning Meng.

Over the past few years, Ning Meng has become more and more beautiful.

The newly cut short hair looks very young, and she doesn't like makeup. She is standing there in a simple white t-shirt and jeans. People who say she is a high school student will believe it.

She also has a very nice smile, the kind that makes people can't help but laugh along with her, and she can't move her eyes away at all.

Jiang Yun bowed his head, his eyes fell on the toe of the high heels, and he sighed: It's really small.

When Ning Meng followed Jiang Yun back to the car, she found that she seemed a little lost.

Fasten your seatbelt and ask, "What's wrong with the project?"

What Jiang Yun talked to her most recently was the project. As the project leader, Jiang Yun was worried about every day, no matter people or things.

"It went well." Jiang Yun smiled, glanced at the mirror twice, and Ning Meng grabbed his wrist: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Unnecessary misunderstandings and worries are unavoidable. The two have reached a consensus that they must tell each other if they have something to do, and they will never hold back.

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, but said it anyway.

It's just... During the process of speaking, it's okay to keep her voice low, she didn't even dare to communicate with Ning Meng, and if you looked closely, you could find a faint layer of pink on her fair neck.

Embarrassing enough.

"Hahaha." Ning Meng first laughed a few times, and then said: "All my fans call themselves old aunts."

Obviously they are younger than her.

"But I was called auntie." Jiang Yun squinted at her, and pursed his mouth, as if he was wronged.

Knowing what Jiang Yun looks like at work, this appearance is especially fresh, Ning Meng leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth, and coaxed her: "Okay, my old aunt, are you going home now?"

Only then did Jiang Yun smile.

But one incident happened one after another, which really made Jiang Yun care about it.

Ning Meng stayed at home for too long in order to catch up with the drawing, so Jiang Yun proposed to take her out shopping to buy clothes, and change her mood by the way.

Ning Meng thought carefully about the need to change her underwear, and nodded in agreement.

The moonlight shrouded the whole city, as if it was covered with a hazy veil, the temperature was suitable, and the cool breeze was blowing slowly, the two of them walked and strolled without feeling tired.

Finally, she entered the underwear shop that Ning Meng often went to.

The clerk seemed to be newly recruited, and he was a little cautious when he came up, his hands folded nervously in front of his stomach, and a decent smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.

Ning Meng hurriedly said that she would just watch it, and would tell her if she liked it.