Song Yuzhang

Meng Tingjing went out to sea and came back.

The weather was cold, but the pier was bustling with activity. He came to pick up people and reported to Meng Tingjing in detail what happened in Haizhou during the month he went to sea. Naturally, he mentioned that there was an explosion in Nie's mine.

"is it serious?"

"It seems to be quite serious. Several workers died, and many were injured. They stopped working for several days."

Meng Tingjing pulled out the leather glove on his hand, and flicked it like a whip, "Drive, go to Song's house."

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Song's house, and it was already dark at this time. Meng Tingjing got out of the car and entered Song's house, but was told that Song Yuzhang was not there.

"Not here? Are you still in the bank?"

"Fifth Master should have gone to the hospital."

"To the hospital?" Meng Tingjing frowned, "Is he sick?"

"It's not that the fifth master is sick, it's that the young master of the Nie family is sick, and the fifth master has gone to visit."

Nie Bonian's body is a weak disease brought out from the mother's womb. The doctor said that it should gradually get better after ten years old, but the younger he is, the easier it is to get sick, especially when the weather is cold, he is especially prone to colds fever.

This time he had a fever. He had been in the hospital for three days, and he still had a low-grade fever. As soon as the bank closed, Song Yuzhang came to see him.

"Take another bite?" Song Yuzhang whispered.

Nie Bonian shook his head, "I'm full."

Song Yuzhang put down the porridge bowl, then picked up the small bowl of water, "How about some water?"

Nie Bonian obediently agreed, and after Song Yuzhang fed him three spoonfuls of water, he said enough was enough.

Food, books and toys are available on the table, but unfortunately, none of these seem to help Nie Bonian's illness.

Song Yuzhang took his soft and hot little hand, "Do you want to hear a story?"

"Well, I still want to hear Wu Song fight a tiger."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang put his arms around him, and told him this rather thrilling story in a soft voice. Nie Bonian listened, his rosy face became tired, and he fell asleep after blinking his eyelashes a few times.

Song Yuzhang had been observing him, and when he saw that he fell asleep, he put him down gently, tucked him in the quilt, sat in front of the bed and stared at him for a long time, then put down the comic book and went out lightly.

He lowered his head and pushed open the door of the ward. When he turned around, the black cloth shoes under the black robe were reflected in his sight. When he looked up, it was indeed Meng Tingjing.

I haven't seen her for more than a month, and Meng Tingjing is still the same, beautiful and arrogant.

Meng Tingjing glanced at him indifferently, "Being a thief, so guilty?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, "You are back."

Meng Tingjing didn't want to be angry, but he had to be angry, and spontaneously stopped saying good things, "It's not like he doesn't have aunts and uncles to take care of him, so why do you need to watch him all day long?"

Song Yuzhang was not angry at all after hearing his unpleasant words.

He now knows what is good and what is bad, and it is enough to understand that Meng Tingjing has good intentions for him in his heart. As for those ugly words, he will filter them out and treat Meng Tingjing as farting.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Yuzhang asked directly.

Meng Tingjing's face darkened when he heard him change the subject so bluntly and blatantly, and exhaled like a big awkward cat - "No!"

Yes, I didn’t eat, and I looked at people eagerly after getting off the boat, not to mention Song Yuzhang, he was also hopeless, maybe he was sicker than Song Yuzhang, at least Nie Xueping It was a risk of life, to get Song Yuzhang to miss the Nie family so much, think about it carefully, Song Yuzhang didn't pay anything for him, Song Yuzhang fell in love with himself, and he fell into a demon.

"Then let's go have a meal together," Song Yuzhang said, "Your family's cook is really good, where did you find it?"

Meng Tingjing sneered, "Are you still going to my house for a meal?"

"Yes."

"Thick-skinned enough."

"Thick-skinned, not enough to eat, Brother Meng, please hurry up, I'm hungry."

Meng Tingjing turned around, her mouth was still unforgiving, "You deserve to be hungry, and you came here without food!"

He said this without guilt, because he was not hungry yet.

Song Yuzhang came by the Song family's car, but Meng Tingjing obviously didn't want to ask him to go back to the Song family's car. It would take half an hour to get from the hospital to the Meng's house. Meng Tingjing thought he was thinking too much and didn't want to move this place After missing for half an hour, he took Song Yuzhang's arm and opened his car door.

Song Yuzhang didn't argue with him about this. After getting into the car, when Meng Tingjing came in short, he said first, "Don't touch me, and don't bite me."

Meng Tingjing paused for a moment with the hand holding the robe——Song Yuzhang didn't say this, and his hand was about to be put on Song Yuzhang's thigh naturally.

"Will I be a hooligan?"

Meng Tingjing snorted coldly, and sat upright, keeping a palm's distance from Song Yuzhang to show his innocence.

Song Yuzhang raised one leg, and said softly, "Take it as my villain's heart."

It's hard to say whether Song Yuzhang is a villain, but Meng Tingjing never thinks he is a gentleman. If a gentleman can't get along in the mall, he's all dead.

After the car drove for a few minutes, Meng Tingjing couldn't help but leaned over, hugged Song Yuzhang in her arms, and at the same time uttered a sophistry, "I neither touched you nor bit you."

The palm tightly tightened Song Yuzhang's arms, and after feeling Song Yuzhang's elastic muscles, Meng Tingjing finally had the feeling of getting off the boat.

Song Yuzhang smiled wryly, but didn't struggle, "Blame me, I'll make it clearer next time."

Meng Tingjing hugged him, and the little anger in his heart slowly died down. He joked, "Next time? What's the next time? When?"

Song Yuzhang didn't want to flirt with him, so he kept his mouth shut.

Meng Tingjing thought he was shy, and snickered in her heart, thinking that once Nie Xueping died, the bastard's temperament would become more docile, and Nie Xueping died well.

Meng Tingjing hugged Song Yuzhang all the way, and naturally there was a lot of hands and feet. After Song Yuzhang struggled for a while, he said righteously: "Let me see if you have lost some weight."

It seems that Song Yuzhang was born and raised by him, and he is responsible for both fat and thin.

Song Yuzhang was too lazy to fight with him in the car, and was afraid of overturning the car, so he let him go.

Moreover, Meng Tingjing is quite his own way, even if he sternly refuses, Meng Tingjing must still do what he should do.

Let's touch it, anyway, it's not like he hasn't touched it before.

Naturally, Meng Tingjing couldn't help it at first, but after stroking Song Yuzhang's waist, she was really worried, "Why do you seem to have lost a lot of weight?"

"Not thin, but fat."

Meng Tingjing didn't believe it, and made gestures with both hands on Song Yuzhang's waist.

Song Yuzhang's waist is not only slender, but also thin. Because of this slender waist, his masculinity is more chic and coquettish.

Moved the palm to the waist and touched near the ribs, Meng Tingjing believed that Song Yuzhang was indeed fatter than before.

He was happy, so he kissed Song Yuzhang on the cheek, Song Yuzhang smiled helplessly, Meng Tingjing said: "This is not considered biting you."

Song Yuzhang smiled and shook his head, "You..."

The tone was so gentle that it scratched Meng Tingjing's heart. Meng Tingjing couldn't bear it any longer, and dragged Song Yuzhang into his arms and kissed his lips.

Song Yuzhang only struggled for a moment, but chose to obey.

Kiss, it's not like he hasn't kissed her before.

Meng Tingjing hugged, touched, and kissed Song Yuzhang in the car. The kiss made Song Yuzhang's lips wet and red, and he felt very comfortable. When he got off the car, he had a pleasant face and held Song Yuzhang's hand, smiling. He smiled and said, "Have you figured it out?"

"Figured out."

Meng Tingjing smiled again, "I knew you made sense."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said nothing, thinking: He has indeed figured it out, Meng Tingjing's temperament is like a storm on the sea, no matter whether people provoke him or not, the storm can blow whoever it wants, and it doesn't matter what the same person does. .

Meng Tingjing took Song Yuzhang's hand all the way back to the main hall. He was not afraid of people looking at him. No matter what he did in the entire Meng family, he would not be criticized. He was just concerned about saving Song Yuzhang's face, but since Song Yuzhang "figured it out", Then there is nothing to worry about.

Besides, being with him, Meng Tingjing, no matter how you look at it, it's not something to be ashamed of.

Meng Tingjing ordered the kitchen to serve dinner, and asked Song Yuzhang if there was anything he wanted to eat. Song Yuzhang was not polite to him, and talked about five or six dishes in one breath.

After the servant entered, Meng Tingjing went to hold his hand again, smiling from the corners of his eyes and brows, "You don't see the outside world."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "I know Brother Meng, you treat me as your own."

Meng Tingjing said: "Why do you call me that suddenly? I don't think you are old yet, why did you suffer from amnesia so early and forgot my name?"

Song Yuzhang took out his hand and sat down, "Let's eat first."

Meng Tingjing was keenly aware of a bad breath.

However, the atmosphere between him and Song Yuzhang seemed to be particularly good today, and he was reluctant to break such a good atmosphere, so he just smiled, "Okay, then let's eat first."

The cooking skills of the Meng family chefs remained the same as before. Song Yuzhang ate with all his heart, and Meng Tingjing had something on his mind. Watching him gorge, he had an inexplicable illusion—could it be that he didn't finish the meal?

After Song Yuzhang finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "Thank you, Brother Meng, for your hospitality."

Meng Tingjing also put down her chopsticks, "Why are you eating in such a hurry, and no one is robbing you."

Song Yuzhang smiled faintly, "I'm hungry."

Meng Tingjing also smiled, although she felt a little uneasy in her heart, "Eating should be at a fixed time, starving is not good for your health."

"Thank you, Brother Meng, for reminding me."

Meng Tingjing put his hands down, and glanced at Song Yuzhang. He is full of intrigues and tricks, and he can turn eighteen corners in one sentence, but when facing Song Yuzhang, he often wants to show his heart directly to Song Yuzhang. So he stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "What's wrong with you today?"

"I have a few words to say to you."

Song Yuzhang put his hands on his lap and faced Meng Tingjing, who was slightly puzzled.

"Ting Jing, do you like me?"

Meng Tingjing's face turned red when he was asked, and after a long while of silence, two words were squeezed between her teeth, "Nonsense."

Song Yuzhang smiled, thinking that it was indeed Meng Tingjing, this reaction was really different.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuzhang said sincerely: "Then please don't like me."

Meng Tingjing's mind went blank for a moment, and then she shot at Song Yuzhang sharply, "What did you say?"

"Brother Meng, I want you to stop liking me."

Meng Tingjing suddenly became furious, patted the table with one hand, and shook the bowls and chopsticks together, "Song Yuzhang, tell me clearly, what do you mean?!"

Song Yuzhang sighed lightly.

"I figured it out," Song Yuzhang said slowly, "A person like me should not be with anyone. If I have wine today, I am drunk today. This is the life I should live. Yu Gong, I am willing to make a Career, but emotionally, I don't want to be bound by anyone, whether that person is dead or alive, it's too tiring for me."

"Ting Jing, I can't give you what you want. It's not that I don't want to give it, but that I don't have it. I've told you before that we are not suitable, and we can't be together, so I want to persuade you, Stop that thought as soon as possible."

Song Yuzhang said flatly: "I have said similar things to Nie Xueping. To be honest, I don't regret saying those words, but I regret letting him misunderstand that we can last forever, so I don't want to misunderstand you too. Ting Jing, I am very sorry. Cherish your friendship, so I have to let you know that your friendship is to love the wrong person."

Meng Tingjing suppressed her anger and said, "Are you afraid?"

"I was really afraid before, but now I am not afraid, but I have figured it out."

"This is what you figured out?"

Meng Tingjing couldn't help but shoot the case again, this time he shot the case, "Song Yuzhang, what do you think of me?!"

Song Yuzhang turned his face and looked up at him, "I treat you as my own."

Meng Tingjing stared at him, a flame ignited in his chest, thinking about this bastard who doesn't know what to do!The heart is harder than a stone!

It is impossible to expect to heat up a stone, only by swallowing the stone in one gulp and wrapping it with one's own hot flesh and blood can the stone last forever.

"I understand," Meng Tingjing calmed down after being extremely angry, "You think you are not a good person, so tell me not to pay too much attention, lest the bamboo basket fetch water in vain."

Song Yuzhang heard that he was still sarcastic, so he nodded with a smile, "That's not wrong."

Meng Tingjing went up and grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and said: "Song Yuzhang, I picked you up from the sea, do you think I don't know who you are? Whom I want to like, whoever I like, it's all my own." Nothing, you can't control it!"

"Okay——" Meng Tingjing grabbed the bowl on the table and smashed it, took a piece of broken porcelain in her hand, pulled Song Yuzhang's hand and stretched it towards the tea bowl, "Others are alliances made by blood, sworn brothers live and die together , let's also take a scene and swear by dripping blood, and life and death will have nothing to do in the future."

The broken porcelain slice cut the fingers of the two people, blood dripped into the tea bowl, Song Yuzhang remained motionless, numb from the fingers to the heart, Meng Tingjing handed the tea bowl mixed with the blood of the two people to Song Yuzhang's mouth, and forced it to him Some poured out between her lips, and Meng Tingjing drank the rest in one gulp.

The taste of the tea was very strange, but Meng Tingjing drank it happily. Before he finished drinking, he had not lowered his head when his neck was suddenly hooked.

Song Yuzhang pulled down his neck, raised his head and kissed him.