she really hates

Meng Xi couldn't figure it out for a long time. Why did Meng Zhao call and hang up after a few words?Just ask her if she will come back this week?

In the end, she simply stopped thinking about it. Who has the time to think about Meng Zhao's whim?

She doesn't even have much time to chat with her girlfriend, and she still has a lot of business to deal with - it's worth paying a price to spend half a day picking someone up when the company is so busy.

In the study, Meng Xi was working on the computer with anti-blue ray glasses.

Song Zhiyi was sitting on the single sofa next to her, using her mobile phone to help clean up the daily routine of the game.

Meng Xi listened to the sound effects of the game coming from the mobile phone, feeling pain and happiness—the person she likes is by her side, chatting with her from time to time, pouring her a glass of water, getting something for her, even staying up late to deal with work seems to be a It's a relaxed and happy thing; but when you are busy, there are people playing games next to you, which is really itchy.

However, Song Zhiyi usually has a good schedule, and when it's time for sleep, he starts to feel sleepy, and he can't hold on even if he tries hard.

Seeing that she was about to fall asleep on the sofa, Meng Xi had no choice but to stop her hands and go to sleep in order to let her rest.

The next morning, Meng Xi was woken up by Sprite's enthusiastic face-licking offensive.

One advantage of having a dog who can only open the door and must eat on time is that you no longer have to set the alarm clock.

Meng Xi dazedly pushed away the big plush lying on his body, silently and skillfully touched the tissue on the bedside table, and wiped off the saliva on his face.

Under the urging of Sprite wagging her tail and following around, Meng Xi finished washing quickly.

Song Zhiyi's room was next to her bedroom. When she passed by, the door was still closed, so she must not have woken up.

The air was fresh and cool in the early morning of spring. Meng Xi was wearing long-sleeved pajamas. After feeding the dog, he tied up his hair casually and began to rummage through the ingredients in the refrigerator to make breakfast.

——That's why she deliberately didn't let the housekeeper come over this morning.

Isn't it a tradition for couples to live together and cook and eat together?

Meng Xi began to look forward to it before Song Zhiyi was about to move in.This is the first time she is in a relationship. In order to avoid detours, she has found a lot of reference materials and researched it.

However, she was reluctant to let Song Zhiyi's hands who had bought high insurance pay to cook, so she had to come by herself - get up early alone to cook for her girlfriend. Love breakfast is also good.

Meng Xi was in high spirits, humming an out-of-tune song, just thinking about Song Zhiyi's reaction, he was very happy in it.

The fried eggs sizzled in the pan, and the smell of food wafted out.

Meng Xi took out the hot cheese toast slices, put the cooked fried eggs on it, lettuce, bacon slices, spread the salad dressing, and cut them diagonally... Her cooking skills are not very good after all. , To ensure that it tastes good, you can only make this simple sandwich.

The milk is also hot.

After breakfast, Sprite came over smelling the smell, and watched eagerly at the kitchen door.

Meng Xi ruthlessly avoided it, picked up her breakfast and walked out of the kitchen. Before she could knock on the door, Song Zhiyi came downstairs by herself.

She was wearing a white nightdress that hung down to her instep, her long black hair was slung over her shoulders, her face was a little out of sleep, and her pure and beautiful eyebrows and eyes looked a little cute.

Meng Xi put down his breakfast, and subconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "Morning, girlfriend."

"morning……"

Song Zhiyi seemed a little sleepy.

"Good morning kiss."

Meng Xi couldn't help but walked over and kissed her face, it was moist after washing, and the soft skin exuded a faint fragrance.

She waited for a while after kissing, and seeing Song Zhiyi blinked and didn't move in a daze, she could only remind her: "There are mine."

Song Zhiyi gradually woke up from the daze in the morning. Hearing this, he could only smile helplessly, and chose to kiss her back on the cheek.

Meng Xi was satisfied: "Come and have breakfast."

Song Zhiyi noticed it before: "You did it?"

"Yes, love breakfast." Meng Xi sat down at the small dining table by the window, "Look, your girlfriend is pretty good at cooking."

Of course, Song Zhiyi joined in, and commented with that attitude: "Well...it's really good, with a good taste and taste. Mr. Meng doesn't play games, so he should be able to shine in the catering industry."

Meng Xi sat down opposite her, and immediately laughed: "You know it's delicious and delicious even before you taste it. This navy has zero points, and you'll have to deduct money."

Song Zhiyi looked at her brisk smile, and laughed, "I don't need to taste it, it must taste good."

Just as she thought.

The soft toast is filled with stuffing, the fried egg is sandwiched in the smoked flavor of lettuce and bacon, the salad dressing overflows from it, and the sweet and sour taste blends the ingredients together.

The taste may not be great, and the sandwich itself can't do much tricks.But Meng Xi on the opposite side looked over with his face propped up, his shallow smiling eyes were covered with warm sunlight, no matter what he was eating, it was like a delicacy.What's more, it was her carefully prepared breakfast?

"What do you want for lunch?"

They had just finished breakfast, and Meng Xi was already thinking about the next meal, "I shouldn't be able to come back at noon. If you stay at home, you can tell the housekeeper what you want to eat."

Song Zhiyi focused on her: "Then how do you eat?"

"Takeaway or the company canteen." Meng Xi thought about it, "I invited two chefs to cook, and the taste of the company canteen is also good, especially the dessert... Do you want to try it? "

Her desire to bring Song Zhiyi to the company was clearly revealed.

Song Zhiyi put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, pretended not to notice, and said, "Shall I go to the company with you? But I still have to practice the piano..."

"Ah, yes."

Meng Xi was clearly disappointed.

Song Zhiyi slightly pursed his lips to hold back a smile, and then said, "Not in the morning, why don't I go find you for dinner at noon?"

Meng Xi easily cheered up again.

It was about the same time, Meng Xi went to change clothes and go out.

After she left, Song Zhiyi was the only one left in the apartment. It was a bit empty, but it was hard to feel lonely.

There are traces of Meng Xi's life everywhere here, the water cup she drank, the book she read halfway on the tea table, the leaf bookmark showing a corner, the surrounding pillows thrown on the sofa, and the Yunnan TV cabinet on the TV cabinet. A bottle of Baiyao... and a dog who didn't recognize his birth.

Sprite enthusiastically came over to play with her, and Song Zhiyi patted its head.

She tidied up the water glasses and put them together with hers—the couple models, a smiling white cat and a cool black cat, the cat's tail is the handle, and there are small pointed ears on the lid of the glass.

Two adorable kitten drinking glasses look perfect together.

At first, Song Zhiyi agreed to live here because Meng Xi was too good at acting like a baby, and she didn't want to separate too far in her heart.

But she never thought that living together would be like this—to be completely surrounded by someone's presence and breath.It can be predicted that one day, the traces left by her will also be integrated into it and become an inseparable part.

After Song Zhiyi finished practicing the piano, he helped Meng Xi walk the dog before setting off. It was almost lunch time when he arrived at Meng Xi's company.

She had called in advance, and Meng Xi simply waited for her downstairs.

Under the uncontrollable side-eyes at the front desk, she held Song Zhiyi's hand generously, fingers intertwined, and went to the cafeteria to order food.

Of course, it also attracted everyone's attention in the cafeteria, but Meng Xi didn't care about it - anyway, sooner or later it will be made public, and she showed her love and affection very aboveboard.

Song Zhiyi didn't leave after the meal, and stayed with her in the office.

After Meng Xi dealt with the more urgent matters, he left work early without any psychological burden, and took Song Zhiyi to dinner.

She chose a private restaurant newly opened by a friend. She came here to celebrate it before. The dishes are good, and the decoration is also very romantic.

It's just that when I walked in the door, I seemed to see the front of the group of people in front, and a familiar figure walked into the corner.

"What's wrong?"

She only paused for a moment, and Song Zhiyi noticed it, and turned her face to ask.

Meng Xi said, "It's nothing, but I seem to have seen Meng Zhao."

It's really not surprising to her.

Looking at her group of people, it is estimated that they are either inviting company employees to dinner, or they are here to discuss business cooperation.

Meng Xi didn't take this matter to heart, and didn't plan to say hello either.It's not someone who needs to chat and build relationships. Both sides have their own business, which is actually disturbing each other.

Just like what Meng Xi thought, Meng Zhao was indeed here for official entertainment.

Not only her, but also Tao Fei.

The main business has been discussed, and all parties present are satisfied, and the atmosphere is quite relaxed.

After a few rounds of persuasion at the dinner table, Meng Zhao excused her stomach discomfort and refused anyone who could refuse. With her status, no one would chase after her ignorantly; it was Tao Fei who smiled and refused, No matter how good the alcohol capacity is, he was a little drunk in the end.

He left the table and went to the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water to refresh himself.When he came out, he saw a thin and slim white figure standing in the aisle not far away.

Tao Fei narrowed his eyes.

At first, he thought he was dazzled by alcohol, but the man turned around slightly with the phone in his hand, showing his side face to this side, with a clear and soft outline, outlining a flawless face - no doubt it was Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi came out to answer the phone.

She didn't need to avoid what Meng Xi said, but Meng Xi also received an urgent call from work inside, and it was somewhat inconvenient for two people to talk at the same time, so she came out first.But he didn't expect to meet Tao Fei here.

"Song!" Tao Fei tugged on his tie, with a fake smile on his flushed face, "Meet you again, are you eating here too?"

Song Zhiyi could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body after a while, and saw his unsteady footsteps, his eyes were blurred and muddy, his face was calm, but he became vigilant in his heart - once a person gets drunk, he will lose his usual caution Calm, the easiest to make trouble.

"Mr. Tao." She greeted in a casual manner, and said politely, "I came with Meng Xi, what is this?"

"...Oh? Isn't it a coincidence that I'm having dinner with 'Mr. Meng' too." Tao Fei smiled and looked beside her, "Where's Mr. Meng? Since there is a fate like this, otherwise you should go and sit down for a while." sit?"

His tone was like a friendly invitation, but his expression revealed a contemptuous look.

But he moved out of Meng Zhaolai, and Song Zhiyi really found it difficult—even if Meng Xi didn't intend to hide the relationship from his family all the time, when this kind of situation happened, and Tao Fei was next to him, he didn't know what kind of wind would be stirred up, what kind of fire would be lit, the scene was inevitable will become embarrassing.

It doesn't matter if it's fear, Song Zhiyi doesn't want this kind of thing to happen so soon.

"The two of you are here to discuss business, so let's not bother."

Her polite attitude got Tao Fei a pointed smile: "Why, don't you plan to meet Mr. Meng's family?"

This sentence is a bit out of bounds.

Song Zhiyi suddenly looked at him: "President Tao, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, Song, don't be so nervous. What do I mean?" Tao Fei said calmly, "I just feel that you are too wronged, don't you? Xiaomeng always said she was your girlfriend, but she didn't seem to introduce you I mean it to my family! Of course, it's normal, a family like ours probably has a hard time accepting your situation, at least...Mr. Meng isn't so happy to see it happen?"

Tao Fei would say these things to Song Zhiyi, of course not just because he was drunk.

He had tested Meng Zhao on this matter before, and Meng Zhao's attitude seemed interesting to him—she seemed to have known it for a long time, but she responded indifferently, neither clearly expressing approval nor disapproval, it seemed I don't intend to overdo it.It's really not like the reaction you would have if you had a good relationship with your sister.

In Tao Fei's view, this was evidence that the Meng sisters were at odds.

The thought in his heart was confirmed, and he was not so afraid of Meng Xi. Now that alcohol had paralyzed his brain, he became even more outspoken:

"She, Meng Xi, has lost the Meng family, but there is only one game company, so what if she earns more money? Song, I know you are a smart person. If she can give you, I can give it to you. If she can't, I will give it to you." But not necessarily...you think about it carefully, I am the person in charge of the Tao family, and what about her, Meng Xi, in the Meng family? How much weight can her words have?"

Under Song Zhiyi's calm eyes, it became cold like freezing.

She didn't care about Tao Fei's hint, but what he cared about was the information he revealed when he mentioned "President Meng"—did he tell Meng Zhao?

Song Zhiyi guessed that Meng Zhao should know about it, and probably didn't like her very much.But this is different from Tao Fei revealing it in private. They could say that they broke up that day. Tao Fei went to talk to Meng Zhao. What good things could he say?

This person is really confused.

Before he caused her trouble, Song Zhiyi thought, although Tao's foundation is much more stable than Song's, and it is not so easy to move, but if it is only for him...

Tao Fei didn't notice the coldness turning in her heart, and was still chattering.

Before Song Zhiyi could speak, she looked over his shoulder and saw the person walking behind him.

Tao Fei drank too much, and his brain was not very bright.

As he was talking, the eyes of the person in front of him shifted slightly, looking behind him, as if hesitating to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, and stepped aside...Tao Fei still didn't understand what she meant by this , suffered a heavy blow to the buttocks, and fell forward fiercely!

"Tsk." Meng Xi put down his legs behind him, and looked down at him in a condescending manner, "Mr. Tao, don't drink so much if you don't drink well. Look at you, you can't even stand still."

Tao Fei's jaw hit the ground heavily, and even though the aisle was carpeted, tears burst out of the pain at that moment, and he couldn't even cry out.

He clutched his chin and stood up dizzily. When he heard Meng Xi's voice, the pain hadn't subsided yet, and his anger surged up: "Meng Xi...you! This is the tutor of your Meng family? It's too much of a bully!"

Meng Xi smiled, but his eyes were still cold: "Oh, it's hard for you. I have lived abroad all year round. I speak Chinese quite well, and I can use idioms. It's just that my memory is not very good. I remember that I just talked to you yesterday. You said—this is my girlfriend. Didn't you?"

Tao Fei was furious: "Girlfriend! Do you dare to take her back to Meng's house? Don't do this with me. No one knows who. You can play with her, but I can't? Everyone depends on their ability and sees who's asking price." Just high!"

It's really a prostitute who sees prostitution.Meng Xi got angry when he heard his foul language, and sneered: "Don't think of everyone as you, you really might as well be cast into a pig fetus in your next life, maybe you can be a breeding pig and contribute to the development of our country's livestock industry." Contribute. And—"

"Would you like to try, can I meddle in the affairs of the Meng family? Others may not work. I can make things difficult for you, but I can do it."

Tao Fei's remaining words froze immediately.

Meng Xi's posture was too arrogant, and for a moment he didn't know if she was talking big - the Meng family sisters might have quarreled, but the Meng family was still in Meng Xueming's hands after all, Meng Zhao was his daughter, and so was Meng Xi.

The Tao family is not irreplaceable to the Meng family, who knows if the old guy will change his mind just to coax his daughter?

Looking at his appearance, Meng Xi knew what he was thinking, and sneered disdainfully: "Mr. Tao, you can try it, and harass my girlfriend next time, I will do what I say."

After she finished speaking, she didn't care about Tao Fei, who had an ugly face, and pulled Song Zhiyi away.

She took big steps, and she didn't say a word on the way, until she got back to the box where the two had dinner, closed the door, and didn't let go of her hands.

"Meng Xi...?"

Song Zhiyi could naturally see that she was angry, and tentatively called her name.

Meng Xi took a deep breath and turned to look at her: "This is not the level of being courteous, isn't it? Why didn't you tell me last time?"

She didn't believe that Song Zhiyi didn't see it.

Song Zhiyi was taken aback, she was a little uncertain about the reason for Meng Xi's anger, and answered carefully, "It's just a small matter... There's no need for you to bother."

Meng Xi asked back: "I don't even need to worry about your affairs, what else is worth my time?"

Her voice was a little raised due to anger, and when it fell, the air was quiet... Meng Xi noticed this, and calmed down a little - she wasn't angry with Song Zhiyi, and didn't want to make the scene look like she was angry with her Same.

"...Sorry." Song Zhiyi obviously misunderstood, but still comforted her, "Meng Xi, can you not be angry? I just think that I can handle it well..."

"..."

Meng Xi was suddenly discouraged.

"How are you going to deal with it? Tolerate him for a while, and then wait for an opportunity to retaliate?" Meng Xi looked at her, "What if I say... I don't want you to do this?"

Song Zhiyi paused: "...you don't like what I do?"

Although it was a question sentence, she had already affirmed this idea in her heart... She knew that Meng Xi had always had complaints about her way of doing things.

If Meng Xi didn't like it, of course she wouldn't do it again...at least not where she could see it.

But it's not so much her way of doing things, it's more like a part of her bone marrow... Even if she understands that it's not a good thing, being rejected by someone she likes is always uncomfortable.

"No, well... I don't like it."

Meng Xi found that she couldn't deny it, so she could only try to soften her tone. She said, "But it's not the same as what you think. You should know that I don't want to deny you. I'm not such a righteous person. I think it's good that you have the means to protect yourself. But..."

Song Zhiyi's methods were too extreme, too pungent, and too easy to get backlash.

She will retaliate, as long as she is threatened, she must let the other party fall hard, preferably into the mud, but she doesn't care whether she will be hurt in the process.

Perhaps in her opinion, it is a reasonable business for the other party to suffer enough retaliation to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred.

But Mengxi didn't want her to do that.

Meng Xi said: "You don't want to be a mouse, do you understand? I don't care about others, but I care about you...I'm afraid you will get hurt."

"..." Song Zhiyi's lips moved, and finally he just said softly, "I understand."

She understood Meng Xi's meaning.

It's as if the heart has been gently pinched, with some gentle strength, which makes people's heart soft and astringent.

"And something like this, how can you not tell me?"

Seeing that she did not misunderstand, Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the door, stretched out his arms to hug her and said, "I am your girlfriend, your other half, we are the closest people, aren't we? Since it is me Why do you have to face something that can be solved easily?"

Meng Xi was really sad not to be relied on.But she knew that it was not Song Zhiyi's fault.

How could she be blamed?

Since she was a child, she could only rely on herself. If she always wanted to rely on others, would she still be able to get to this point?Could it be that she should be blamed for being too independent now?

Meng Xi stroked her back lightly, and said in a soft voice, "You have to get used to me being by your side, and the two of you face it together, okay?"

"..."

Song Zhiyi was silent for a moment.It's not that she doesn't want to agree, but even in the warm embrace of her lover, she still has an uneasiness that cannot be dispelled.

However, perhaps because the atmosphere at the moment was too gentle, she couldn't help but confide a little truth: "...I'm afraid you will find it troublesome."

"Why do you think so?"

Meng Xi was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it wasn't very surprising.

She thought for a while and said, "Look, I complain to you every day about this and that, do you think I'm troublesome?"

"……of course not."

As long as they are together, Song Zhiyi will be happy to hear what Meng Xi says.

But... what about Meng Xi?

Human feelings are not such noble and pure things, they will be consumed, Song Zhiyi knows this very well.

Meng Xi likes her now and is willing to bear for her, but slowly, will these things bother her?

So she didn't want Meng Xi to know, and she didn't want to complain to Meng Xi.It is best that Meng Xi will always be happy when he gets along with her again.

If there is a time limit for this relationship, she wants it to last longer, preferably without end... This may be too extravagant, so it's better to last until the last second it can exist.

For this reason, she is willing to put an end to all hidden dangers.

Seeing her silent appearance, Meng Xi knew that she was still struggling.

She sighed, as if she was sad, and buried herself in Song Zhiyi's shoulder and said in despair, "You don't believe me."

Song Zhiyi was slightly taken aback: "That's not what I meant..."

"That's what you meant."

Meng Xi seemed to be dissatisfied and said: "You are confident that you will not get bored with me, why can't you also have some confidence in me? Do you think I am such a fickle person?"

Song Zhiyi was stopped by her question.

She wanted to say that she didn't think that way...but she was really worried about the passing of Mengxi's feelings.

"Do you think I am?"

"……no."

Song Zhiyi knew she wasn't.

"That's right, so you can trust me more." Meng Xi said, "If you don't tell me anything, I will be sad-am I unreliable? Untrustworthy?"

"..."

"Don't be afraid." Meng Xi raised his head, kissed her gently, and looked into her eyes quietly, "Trust me, okay?"