Yea, coward!

Ning Meng felt that this kind of car could be bought as soon as it was bought, which seemed a bit... Even the president of a university couldn't do it.

Taking a step back, even if it can be done, shouldn't it be low-key?Where so many people are staring, one should always be careful.

"It's not my dad's money, it's my money."

"Where did you get the money?"

Last time, I told her that I was going to the construction site, which caused her to tell her all about my cartoon drawing, which I didn't intend to say.

"Anyway, I can afford you."

"Do not say?"

Jiang Yun looked at her serious appearance and laughed dumbfoundedly: "My grandfather is in business and has shares in the company for me, but it will be transferred to my name after he becomes an adult."

"Then what did you say last time that you didn't buy a car until you had money?" Ning Meng was puzzled.

"That means earning my own money."

After all, the money she earns will feel different when she spends it. She personally tends to be independent, but the most important thing at the moment is... not to make Ning Meng feel that she is poor.

She kept asking this question, and Jiang Yun noticed something unusual: "Is that why you want to support me?"

Ning Meng, she...seemed to be quite displeased with how much money she has.

"Who wants to support you." Ning Meng cast a glance at her and made random excuses: "Economic foundation determines the status of a family, and I'm planning for the future."

"Oh." Jiang Yun smiled: "Our family is not like this, the economic foundation simply determines the position in bed."

As soon as the bed was mentioned, Ning Meng remembered her absurd dream again, and remained silent.

"Why, disagree?"

Jiang Yun didn't know how to pick up this question, and Ning Meng answered her perfunctorily: "I agree, let's go!"

****

The meeting places are all on Shengli Road, but the places are different.

Ning Meng's class chose Mansion No. [-], and Jiang Yun's class chose Jinbihuihuang for their small gathering.

When Jiang Yun asked her, knowing where the location was, he gave a decent 'ah'.

Every time she spoke in such a tone that seemed to be intentional but didn't know if it was intentional, Ning Meng was always ashamed and embarrassed.

Soon they arrived at the meeting place. Seeing that it was too late, Ning Meng was about to get out of the car in a panic, but Jiang Yun grabbed her wrist: "Stay away from Zhao Fan, and don't drink."

The last time it was because of drunkenness, although I don't know if she was really drunk.

Ning Meng was taken aback when she undid her seat belt, hid the smile in her eyes, and said deliberately: "Students, isn't it good?"

Jiang Yun rubbed her long hair, serious: "If you dare to drink, I'll show you what is worse."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Ning Meng agreed and got out of the car.

Jiang Yun watched her back disappear before rushing to the resplendent.

Most of the people who came to the class reunion had a good time. Jiang Yun had a mediocre relationship with the people in the class, but Xiao Qingyu couldn't hold back Xiao Qingyu in the middle.

Pushing open the door, Xiao Qingyu was chatting happily, Jiang Yun walked over and sat beside her.

"Xiao Yun'er, it's been a long time since we got together, and you're still late, so punish yourself with a few drinks first."

"Driving a car." Jiang Yun took a sip of lemon juice and explained calmly. The eyes of everyone at the same table fell on Jiang Yun. She smiled apologetically, "I really drove a car."

They are all fresh graduates, so how could they afford a car? When they heard Jiang Yun's words, they subconsciously felt that she was making excuses.But after thinking about it, I can't stand the rich family.

"It doesn't matter, you have to drink today." Xiao Qingyu and Jiang Yun collided, and Jiang Yun listened to her and whispered: "I have to pick up Ning Meng later."

Xiao Qingyu blinked, and the two muttered for a while, before Xiao Qingyu gave up.

The people at the same table were unhappy again, "Why are you two biting your ears in front of so many people?"

Jiang Yun smiled, and Xiao Qingyu sat over with a wine bottle, "Drink, I'll drink with you."

With Xiao Qingyu's help blocking the front, Jiang Yun was happy to have a leisurely time. After dinner, he took a mobile phone and sat on the sofa beside him, laughing and watching them play.

"About what time does your end end?" After sitting quietly for a while, Jiang Yun couldn't bear it, and teased Ning Meng.

She replied very slowly: "I don't know, they are all very energetic, I suspect it will be very late..."

Jiang Yun glanced at his side and sighed secretly: They seem to be quite energetic.

Luo Yaqi was called here temporarily, and after laughing with the class for a while, she hid beside Jiang Yun.

"I came from Mengmeng."

"Aren't they Banju?" Jiang Yun poked his head from behind the phone and looked at Luo Yaqi in surprise, but Ning Meng didn't tell her about it.

"Well. Can't I go to their class gathering?"

Luo Yaqi asked it as a matter of course, Jiang Yun shook his head, this is not true.

In fact, she also wanted to come, but there was no good excuse, after all, she was not familiar with the group of Ning Meng's third class.

Seeing that Luo Yaqi showed no signs of leaving, Jiang Yun was sitting on the sofa, immersed in the atmosphere of the awkward chat.

"Do you remember my sister?"

Jiang Yun nodded, how could Luo Yaxuan forget, she cheated and made such a big fuss, thanks to her.

"Actually, she knows that you didn't get the high school quota."

It's just that there are better people on top, but how can Luo Yaxuan swallow this breath, and everyone says that Jiang Yun is playing tricks.

At least, it would make her look better.

"Yeah." Jiang Yun wasn't too shocked, she wasn't really interested in what Luo Yaxuan was thinking.

Luo Yaqi also heard that Jiang Yun was not very interested in this topic, so she went straight to the point: "Bai Shan used to like her, but she was always using her at that time, and the two had a very tense fight because of this, and now she is in mourning all day long." At home, there is no fighting spirit, and my dad is very worried."

"I remember you joined a good foreign company, right?" Jiang Yun suddenly mentioned this, and Luo Yaqi nodded.

"It's okay..." Jiang Yun simply gave up: "What can I do for you?"

It's inconvenient for her to interfere in her family's affairs.

She just couldn't figure it out, it wasn't a day or two since her father was eccentric.

If the bias was because Luo Yaxuan was too good in the past, then the current Luo Yaqi is much better than Luo Yaxuan, she really doesn't understand.

What is even more confusing is Luo Yaqi, with such a family, shouldn't they think about staying away?

"Do you have Baishan's contact information?"

"You want to cheer up Luo Yaxuan?"

"I just don't want my dad to continue to worry about her."

Jiang Yun glanced at her, inexplicably afraid that she would get hurt, after all, the more he cares about one thing, the easier it is to get hurt.

At this point, she no longer had any hope for the eccentric father to change his mind.

"do not have it?"

"I can give you the contact information, but you... take good care of yourself."

Jiang Yun can't say what he thinks about himself, but he just hopes that Luo Yaqi won't be troubled by these things anymore, Ning Meng really regards her as a good friend.

"Thank you." Luo Yaqi got up to leave, and suddenly looked back at her with a smile on her lips: "Have you read Mengmeng Weibo?"

"What happened to her Weibo?"

Jiang Yun was bored and checked Ning Meng's Weibo, but there was no new news.

"Didn't see it? She said she had a shameful dream last night."

Jiang Yun checked Weibo again, and after confirming that there was no one, he handed the phone to Luo Yaqi.At the same time, he wondered, could it be that Ning Meng blocked her?

"It's not this one. It's the number she draws in the manga."

Luo Yaqi found 'Not Sour Lemon' and clicked it to show Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun flipped through it casually, as if he had discovered a new world. He has [-] fans and he still posts a lot.

Mostly everyday.

"Mengmeng drew this manga when she was a sophomore in college. She was full of girlish hearts and was very popular. I think there are a lot of things about you two in it." Luo Yaqi reminded here and left.

Jiang Yun looked down with a complicated mood, starting from the latest Weibo.

I had a shameful dream last night, unable to lift my head in front of her. OTZ

She said: So... ouch.

Ah, she's back at last!Finally finally!

The microblogs sent out were basically related to her, Jiang Yun had never felt this way before, his heart was pounding in his throat.

After scrolling through all the Weibo, Jiang Yun has a word all over his body, cool!

He also showed a little emotion, dissatisfied with Ning Meng.

He expressed his full love for her on Weibo, but he didn't show it at all to her.

She wasn't very interested in fans' comments, so she glanced at it casually, and was relieved when she saw the harmony.

Jiang Yun set out to find the comic.

——clear and even

Jiang Yun smiled unconsciously, and tapped the two villains on the cover with his fingertips.

Ning Meng had shown her these two characters. At that time, she only wanted to praise her cuteness and encourage her, but she never thought that they were based on them.

Jiang Yun clicked in with excitement.

Time passed little by little, and when Ning Meng called, Jiang Yun finished watching the high school part of the two.

From this, he understood Ning Meng's thoughts towards her at that time.

It turned out that Ning Meng had always admired her, and even regarded her as her salvation.Jiang Yun couldn't understand this at first glance, but it made sense when he thought about Ning Meng's low self-esteem.

That fool didn't seem to realize how good he was all along.

She always thought that she knew Ning Meng well enough, but what she caught was just bits and pieces, she was too clumsy to notice her feelings, and told her to wait and wait.

fortunately.

"We're almost done, how about you?"

"You can go anytime, I'll pick you up."

They changed places a long time ago, Jiang Yun talked to Xiao Qingyu and drove to pick up Ning Meng.

When Jiang Yun arrived, Ning Meng hadn't come out yet.

She took out her mobile phone, tuned to the end of the manga, and waited while watching.

When Ning Meng called again, Jiang Yun got off the car directly, and saw her standing at the door of the hotel next to Mansion No. [-], wearing a goose yellow short skirt, which made her complexion extremely fair and translucent.

Jiang Yun went over to hold her hand, lowered his head and asked, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Ning Meng let her hold it, but found that Jiang Yun was pulling her to the car.

Ning Meng silently glanced at the hotel behind, then at Jiang Yun who was walking straight ahead, and asked, "Jiang Yun, what time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock."

"It's so late..." she said meaningfully.

Jiang Yun nodded: "Well, I'll take you home."

What a piece of wood!

Ning Meng was so angry that she almost stomped on the spot, and let her lead her into the co-pilot.

Jiang Yun's mind was full of comics, reflecting on what small thoughts she missed at that time, and when she realized it, the journey was already over half.

Ning Meng nestled in the seat and played with her mobile phone.

Jiang Yun licked his lips: "Ning Meng, do you have something to hide from me?"

"No." Ning Meng answered calmly.

She didn't intend to tell Jiang Yun about drawing comics, she had spent too long in her own psychological construction, and she didn't even realize that she was lying.

Jiang Yun glanced at her and touched her head.

He even wanted to hide it from her.

"What? Did someone say anything to you?" Ning Meng looked up from behind the phone.

"I did say a few words."

"What did you say?" Ning Meng didn't even play on her phone now, and focused on her.

"I'll tell you later."

Ning Meng waited until Jiang Yun parked the car and didn't speak.

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 promise 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 for a few beats, she stared at her intently, her words seemed to be filled with frustration: "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 end of the flowers!

☆, extra

Jiang Yun has been a little troubled recently.

It seems a little inappropriate to say that you are troubled, at most it is... unhappy?

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 been concentrating on her comics career. When she has inspiration, she can sit in front of the computer for a whole day. If she has no inspiration, she doesn't panic, and wanders 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 interfered with Ning Meng's various weird inspiration-seeking activities, and quietly followed.

Jiang Yun greeted the doorman familiarly, 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 stands there in a simple white T 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. If you look closely, you can 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 were tensely folded 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.

Ning Meng's shy appearance made Jiang Yun laugh, she really...has not changed her shy habit for many years.

When the familiar clerk was gone, her little snail shrank back into its shell.

Jiang Yun followed her with his arms around his chest, feeling: She seems to like her quite a bit.

The clerk shook his hands nervously. Seeing that Ning Meng couldn't finish the strategy, he put his mind on Jiang Yun: "Isn't this lady going to buy it?"

Jiang Yun was about to shake her head when she introduced enthusiastically: "Your sister is really discerning, this is the latest model from our store..."

Before she could finish her introduction, Ning Meng had already smiled.

When laughing happily, he still teased Jiang Yun with his small eyes.

younger sister!

Jiang Yun cares about this most now.

The clerk stopped talking immediately, with panic in her eyes, Ning Meng smiled and did not forget to comfort her: "It's okay, I suddenly thought of something funny, it has nothing to do with you."

The clerk nodded, reassuring.

When they went back that night, Ning Meng naturally teased Jiang Yun about this matter a lot. Jiang Yun's methods of dealing with Ning Meng were also very simple and rude, just overwhelming.

It's just... When the love is deep, Ning Meng, who is blushing underneath, will always make a sentence float in her mind: She is still a child!

Jiang Yun forcibly dismissed this thought, leaned over to hook her lips and kiss her lightly.

****

This kind of thing happened one after another, Jiang Yun didn't care about it at first, but Ning Meng somehow liked teasing her about it.

For example, when Ning Meng was hungry, she would text her.

"What time will my sister come back at night? I want to eat the zongzi on the East Street, and the wontons from the store next door. You can buy the rest. Thank you, sister. =V="

For another example, when Ning Meng took a shower, she would shout at her.

"Sister Jiang, my underwear fell on the floor, please help me get a new one in."

For another example, at this time, she was sitting in front of the vanity mirror smearing, and Ning Meng, who was already under the covers, spoke.

"Why is my sister still not well?"

Her ending sound also had some playfulness unique to little girls. Jiang Yun stopped the hand that was applying the essence, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

She has never been a thick-skinned person, but she has a thick skin... Mmm!

Jiang Yun pushed the essence away with his fingertips without any haste, and looked at the person in the mirror without any haste: "Your sister is in a hurry?"

Ning Meng's heart tightened, and she grabbed the quilt subconsciously, and shrank back into the quilt without saying a word.

"Beautiful and generous sister, hurry up!"

Shrinking into a small quilt, as if isolating everything from the outside world, Jiang Yun's voice can be heard especially clearly at this time.

She responded lightly.

The lid of the face cream was screwed on by her, she pulled away the chair and stool, walked to the bathroom to wash her hands, it took a long time, she could only hear the sound of dripping water.

Just when Ning Meng was confused, the sound of water stopped.

Her heart was pounding for no reason, Ning Meng closed her eyes tightly, but the voice still rang in her ears: "Is the cute little sister asleep?"

"Yeah, I'm about to fall asleep." Ning Meng answered briskly.

The quilt behind her was lifted, and within two seconds, she was crushed under her. Jiang Yun was still smiling, with an innocent face: "Hey, how can my sister just sleep."

"Jiang, Jiang Yun." Ning Meng subconsciously sensed the danger, and she was so nervous that she swallowed.

"Didn't you call me sister? My sister is not good like this." She looked puzzled, and even poked her cheek with her finger.

Ning Meng smiled helplessly, and put her arms around her neck, her lips parted and closed, as if seductive: "So, sister, what are you going to do?"

"Do something that only adults can do." Jiang Yun leaned over and kissed the chattering lips.

Everything was logical, Ning Meng thought it was about to end, but Jiang Yun whispered into her ear and started talking again.

Thinking of those embarrassing gestures, Ning Meng's ears turned red, and she quickly shook her head: "Jiang, Jiang Yun, I really don't want it... I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Thinking that the persuasion was not strong enough, Ning Meng hugged her and admitted her mistake: "I was wrong, I won't call you sister anymore, really, really, I'll send..."

Before the word 'oath' could be uttered, it was blocked by Jiang Yun.

During the period, she still didn't forget to deny it: "Hey, my sister likes you the most, such a simple, unpretentious, kind, cute and generous little girl. How could my darling be wrong?"

"Is that so, sister?"

To this, Ning Meng could only nod.

Hearing Jiang Yun calling his sister all night in different ways... Since then, Ning Meng has experienced both physical and psychological tests on this word, and she can't let it go for a long time.

And Jiang Yun, who spent this pleasant night, only felt that there was nothing wrong with Ning Meng's tenderness. Sometimes, it was... quite interesting.

The author has something to say: I haven't opened it for a long time... I'm very unfamiliar with the technology.

Brazenly recommending the article next door: "I Beg for Food to Support You"=w=What, little angels.