she really hates

girlfriend?

Tao Fei looked at Meng Xi, who was leaning against the car door with an unhappy expression, then at Song Zhiyi, who had averted his gaze, and the smile on his lips was much more real, and then turned back to look at Meng Xi...

Even if it was him, he couldn't keep his composure at this time, his face changed strangely for a few breaths before he came back to his senses and let out a haha.

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding." He changed into a good-natured smile and said, "I saw that Song didn't drive over, so I thought of giving her a ride along the way. Since President Xiao Meng is here, I don't think I will be needed."

"……yes?"

Meng Xi looked at Song Zhiyi.

She had just arrived, so she didn't know what was going on in front of her.It's just that seeing Tao Fei blocking people, and Song Zhiyi's attitude is cold, thinking of his relationship with Wang Lan, he naturally becomes vigilant.

She knew that the Meng family was discussing cooperation with the Tao family recently.But she didn't care about the Meng family, so she didn't have any scruples about speaking.

If Song Zhiyi filed a complaint at this time, the matter would never be good.

Tao Fei could think of this when he saw Meng Xi's attitude, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Song Zhiyi.He couldn't say how much he was afraid of Meng Xi - she was not the head of the Meng family, no matter what happened, she would never want to offend her and add trouble.

Under the questioning or nervous gazes of the two, Song Zhiyi smiled gently: "I appreciate Boss Tao's kindness, so I won't bother you this time."

She didn't say anything other than this mild greeting.

Tao Fei secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt that her words had a lot of meaning.

"This time" is not troublesome, what about next time?

Tao Fei thought about it, but still smiled and said, "Then don't bother you two, I'll take a step first. Mr. Meng, let's talk again when we have a chance."

Since he didn't do anything, Meng Xi cast off the extremely aggressive gaze just now, but his attitude couldn't warm up, so he nodded slightly indifferently: "Okay, you go slowly."

Although it was not considered rude, in Tao Fei's view, it was inadvertently revealed that his eyes were clean.

...It's just a prodigal dog who couldn't compete with Meng Zhao and was expelled from the interest center.

Tao Fei was upset.

He didn't believe that the Meng sisters were really as harmonious as they appeared.

However, he was a little jealous of the Meng family behind Meng Xi. Although he was still thinking about it, he didn't plan to do anything else for a while.

After the car started, Tao Fei rolled up the window, and took a last look at the two figures standing close together.

two women...

He thought, Meng Xi has no secrets in front of him, but does the Meng family know about her?

Tao Fei left.

Meng Xi always felt that the atmosphere between him and Song Zhiyi was a little delicate, so he asked worriedly, "He really didn't make things difficult for you?"

"Don't worry, no."

In fact, it can't be counted as nothing, but after seeing each other for a long time, Song Zhiyi didn't want to talk about such spoiled things with Meng Xi.She dismissed the matter lightly: "It's just being courteous to me. I saw you today, and I'm afraid I won't do that again in the future."

Meng Xi frowned when he heard the words: "In the future, stay away from him, this person doesn't have a good reputation in this regard."

If Tao Fei is only flirtatious and likes to have fun, Meng Xi is not worried at all - how could Song Zhiyi have a crush on him.But there were also rumors that this person forced high school students, and finally forced the little girl to jump off the building.

Whether it's true or not, Meng Xi hasn't checked it out, but since he's eyeing Song Zhiyi, it's always right to stay away from him.

Of course Song Zhiyi listened to her.

This matter is temporarily reversed.Meng Xi first went to the hotel where Song Zhiyi was staying to pick up her luggage, and then drove back to the apartment.

The two of them live far away, and it is not very convenient to come and go.Before Song Zhiyi temporarily lived abroad for work, Meng Xi had suffered enough from long-distance love. Now that he returns to China, he can't wait to watch him every day. How can he bear to live in two places?

It just so happened that Song Zhiyi was resting during this time, so he simply lived in her place.

"I tidied up a piano room for you." Meng Xi had prepared it long ago, and now he talked to her enthusiastically, "You don't need to move the piano here. But recently, Sprite has been shedding a lot, you Don't put it in, or if you turn around and touch the piano, there will be dog hair in the gaps between the keys... By the way, I arranged the decoration casually, if you don't like it, you can find someone to change it."

How could Song Zhiyi not like it.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and when they arrived at Meng Xi's residence, the food prepared by the housekeeper was already cold.

You can't eat cold ones, Meng Xi, while dealing with the enthusiastic dogs, went for hot dishes, pushed Song Zhiyi who wanted to help out of the kitchen, and sent her to visit.

Song Zhiyi couldn't resist her, so he walked around the living room and opened a room, which happened to be the piano room that Meng Xi had tidied up for her.

It was already dark outside, and the curtains were drawn in the room, so no light could come in.

With the light from the living room, Song Zhiyi could only see the general outline, but after removing the smell of food in the kitchen because Meng Xi started cooking again, he could smell the faint aroma of flowers and trees.

She felt for the switch on the door of the room.

click.

The lights turned on, not the kind of bright ceiling lights, but the shining lamps scattered throughout the room. The light was bright but soft and not glaring, filling the room.

Song Zhiyi looked around.

The ivory white piano stood quietly in the center, probably because of her preference, the room was basically decorated in white.

But compared to the empty piano room in Song Zhiyi's house, the decoration here is much richer.There are light-colored log flower stands on all sides, and fragrant seasonal flowers are planted in various ceramic pots; there is also a snack cabinet in the corner, and a soft sofa is leaning against the wall, which is long and wide enough for a person to lie down and rest. The glass coffee table is covered with a fresh and simple tablecloth, and a complete set of tea sets are placed.

The wall facing the door has been replaced with a whole floor-to-ceiling window. If the curtains are raised during the day, the lighting must be very good.

If Song Zhiyi had to decide for himself, he would never arrange the piano room like this.

But since it was Meng Xi who did it for her, there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Zhiyi sat in front of the piano and tested the pitch.

The Qingyue piano sound echoed in the room, she pressed the keys and played a piece of "Adi Lina by the Water".

It's like the missing notes on the score returned one by one at this time, full of embellishments, and she played it fluently this time, never once did she feel that "something is missing".

Song Zhiyi looked at his hands, and suddenly turned his head as if feeling something. Meng Xi was leaning against the door and looking at her with a gentle smile.

Her lace apron hasn't been taken off yet—it's actually the periphery of "Survivor", her slightly curly long hair is tied in a bundle behind her head, it's Song Zhiyi's work just before she was pushed out of the kitchen, and the smell of oily smoke on her body is aggressive Extremely strong, it immediately overwhelmed the faint floral fragrance in the room.

"Is it all right?"

"Not yet, you play your own."

Song Zhiyi wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Meng Xi.

She's in a pretty good mood right now.

Song Zhiyi was bathed in soft light, and her already flawless face became even more beautiful. The snow-white shirt and long skirt were dyed a thin blue by the halo of light. Sitting in front of the piano surrounded by flowers, she looked like an elf who came from somewhere.

And this elf is now living in the garden she prepared.

The more Meng Xi looked at it, the more itchy he felt.

She said: "I haven't given you the gift yet." Turning around, she went to the bedroom and took out a white flannel box the size of two hands.

Song Zhiyi opened it at her signal, and was a little surprised to see what was inside.

"choker?"

"I saw it when I was shopping with my mother, and I thought it would suit you." Meng Xi said, "Shall I bring it for you?"

That eager look was like a little girl meeting a Barbie doll that she could dress up as she wished, Song Zhiyi laughed a little.

Of course she would not refuse, let Meng Xi part her soft long hair and put it on for her.

"Will it be too tight?"

Standing behind Song Zhiyi, Meng Xi adjusted the elastic buckle so that the fabric could stick to her skin, but she was afraid that it would be uncomfortable for her to strangle it.

Song Zhiyi shook his head slightly: "No... just right."

"Um……"

The golden butterfly decoration was touched by Meng Xi's fingertips. She originally wanted to adjust the position of the choker, but her gaze slowly froze.

Really fit.

Black soft leather surrounds the slender neck, and the lace cutout at the edge reveals white skin... The piece from the nape of the neck to the back of the shoulder is cut off by this contrasting horizontal line, making it even more suet-like White and soft.

Meng Xi gently caressed her fingertips.

Her other hand, which was on Song Zhiyi's shoulder, was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"It's a little itchy..."

Song Zhiyi's ears were slightly red.

Her voice resounded in the piano room that was silent at some point, as soft as falling petals, and the bright red color fell into the center of Meng Xi's heart lake, causing circles of ripples.

Meng Xi moved his hand away.

She leaned over and kissed the choker's lace edge tenderly.

The warm lips touched the skin, and the soft breath brought a shivering heat.

Song Zhiyi tensed his back for a moment, and his waist and abdomen were so soft that he couldn't use his strength. Slowly, he forced himself to relax and let go of his conditioned defenses.

She held Meng Xi's hand very hard, but she didn't leave or refuse.

The slightly rapid breathing caused the body to rise and fall, and the golden butterfly that landed on the back of the neck shimmered, and its thin wings trembled slightly, as if it really wanted to come alive and fly into the flowers.

"Mengxi..." she shouted.

Meng Xi stopped.

She hugged Song Zhiyi's waist from behind, and buried her face in the hollow of her shoulder. The two of them calmed down, and both of them could smell the burning smell coming from the kitchen, which was intensifying.

"It's over." Meng Xi's voice was muffled, not really wanting to face reality, "My food..."

The vegetables were burnt.

Fortunately, only the one that needed to be returned to the pot was charred, and the rest of Meng Xi could still be eaten after being simmered for a while.

The two made do with dinner, Song Zhiyi was in charge of cleaning up the dishes, and Meng Xi answered the phone.

It was Meng Zhao who called.She asked, "Will you come back tomorrow?"

Meng Xi said, "No more."

Tomorrow is Friday again.But Mrs. Meng hasn't come back from the trip, and Meng's father and Meng Zhao are often away from home, and it is very likely that they will not see anyone when they go back—not to mention that Meng Xi himself is not free, and really doesn't want to waste time running around.

There was playfulness in Meng Zhao's voice, a half-smile: "Want to accompany your little girlfriend?"

"..."

Of course this is also a very important reason.But Meng Xi didn't want to discuss it with her, so he pretended he didn't hear it, and asked instead: "Why, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, just ask."

After Meng Zhao finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

Meng Xi: "...???"

She stared at the mobile phone that automatically jumped back to the home page, only feeling inexplicable and alert——

What does this person want to do when he asks this?