Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang is a very patient person, especially when he coaxes people. When he coaxes people, he doesn't do it for money or sex, but simply wants the person being coaxed to be happy. Today, he just wants to make Meng Tingjing happy, because Meng Tingjing It relieved his heart disease and made him very happy.

"I'm not familiar with any restaurant in Haizhou. The driver said it's good. Have you been here before? Is it to your liking?"

"No," Meng Tingjing's tone was a bit rusty, as if she had just learned to speak and was not good at organizing words, "I don't go out to restaurants often."

"So..." Song Yuzhang said gently, "Because there are many taboos?"

"No," Meng Tingjing suddenly felt irritable. He raised his eyelashes and said impatiently, "Why do you care so much?"

Song Yuzhang held the menu sign, smiled quietly, and lowered his eyes, as if conniving at his temper.

Meng Tingjing was distraught, feeling that he was being self-willed and unreasonable, he was startled in his heart, and thought: "Am I a bitch?"

Meng Tingjing looked at Song Yuzhang again. Song Yuzhang was carefully inspecting the menu. Meng Tingjing found out a new situation in his calmness-this bastard would treat him as a woman, right? !

That's not right, he had a good time with Chen Hanmin, and Chen Hanmin is not a woman, he's just a jerk!

Meng Tingjing thought for a moment, and suddenly a big car ran over her mind, recalling all the things that happened when Song Yuzhang met him on the boat——when the man opened his eyes, he screamed dearly, squeezed his fingers and patted his arm , the manner of talking to him is always ambiguous and strange, intentionally annoy him, and then lower his figure to coax him, slap him like this and give him a sweet date...

So...Song Yuzhang has taken a fancy to him now, and is coaxing him like a rabbit? !

"I've circled it. Look, if there's anything else you want to add, or if you don't like it, just delete it."

Song Yuzhang pushed the list down on the table.

Meng Tingjing remained motionless, still immersed in the shock of being coaxed like a rabbit, her eyes fell dully on the list on the table, Song Yuzhang's hand was pressed on it, slender and fair like jade, Meng Tingjing's eyes moved up inch by inch, all the way to the Song Yuzhang's face.

Song Yuzhang has a gentle expression, with a smile on his face, he is naturally romantic, he is charming when he doesn't smile, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of spring when he smiles.

Meng Tingjing looked away in shock, and almost walked away. Fortunately, he was not a brat who couldn't hold his breath, so he immediately calmed down and sat firmly. Immediately, he suddenly realized that he was deliberately making Joe's rabbit pie, so he sat up straight and leaned over to pick up the menu.

"So be it."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang recruited the clerk to hand over the order. The clerk was a white Russian boy with a large pink freckle on his pale skin and his eyes were fixed on Song Yuzhang. A mouthful of white and neat teeth was exposed in the middle of the mouth. When others laughed, Song Yuzhang naturally smiled back.

Meng Tingjing rested his palms on his knees, watched the two look at each other and smiled coldly, feeling a hundred or a thousand discomforts in his heart, and said coldly in his heart: "I'm flirting again."

Song Yuzhang withdrew his gaze, and smiled at Meng Tingjing without prejudice. Meng Tingjing originally wanted to hum, but he kept in mind that he could not become a rabbit temper under Song Yuzhang's coaxing, so he smiled too, very funny not give a damn about.

The restaurant is quite authentic, and Song Yuzhang is not used to eating the dishes served, either salty and fishy fish, or soup as red as blood. Once he drank it, it was neither sour nor sweet, and the taste was very strange. The sliced ​​bread was chewed It's like chewing a stone in your mouth, with sauce on the side, Song Yuzhang dare not touch it.

Meng Tingjing didn't say a word when eating, she didn't make a sound, and she didn't make a sound when she drank the soup. When the knife, fork and spoon landed on the plate, there was a crisp "cha" sound. The dining action was very elegant, which made Song Yuzhang full. Looking back at the blessing, although the food is unpalatable, but fortunately it is delicious, Song Yuzhang drank the only soup that could be eaten, thinking helplessly in his heart.

There was another "cha", Meng Tingjing put down the teacup, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, looked at Song Yuzhang from the corner of his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "It's so fucking bad."

Song Yuzhang was drinking the sour and sweet soup. He heard that he almost didn't spit it out. He coughed twice, and quickly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. It was towards Meng Tingjing's direction. Meng Tingjing crossed one leg, hesitated for a while, and at his hint, lowered her face slightly and leaned towards him.

"Brother Meng, I also don't think this dish is very palatable."

Song Yuzhang's voice was low, and there was a smile in his words. Meng Tingjing glanced at him, saw his eyebrows and eyes curled up, and the corners of his tight mouth loosened, "Are you hurting me on purpose?"

"I'm wronged, brother Meng. I've been waiting all afternoon to treat you to this meal. How could I deliberately harm you?"

Waiting for him all afternoon...

Meng Tingjing's eyes were sharp, "Did you really wait for me all afternoon?"

Song Yuzhang was startled, "Naturally."

"Where are you waiting?" Meng Tingjing was aggressive.

"Shen Family Alley."

"there?"

"I played chess all afternoon and lost five yuan."

Song Yuzhang's tone was always brisk and lively, and with an intimacy of whispering to him, Meng Tingjing couldn't help but get angry. He glanced at Song Yuzhang and said: "You can't win anything in Shen's alley. I know why you are called Shen." Home alley? The Shen family is in charge."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "I know, I'm just poor and boring, thank you Brother Meng for your concern."

Meng Ting said quietly: "Who cares about you? Put gold on your face, and die if you are cool!"

After paying the bill and giving a tip, the two of them left the restaurant together. As soon as they left the restaurant, Meng Tingjing stared at Song Yuzhang's hand, which was collecting the wallet. Looking at Meng Tingjing, doubts appeared in his eyes.

Meng Tingjing said with a half smile but not a smile: "Fifth Master, you are generous enough."

Song Yuzhang thought for a moment, then smiled, "The food is not good, but the people are not bad."

Meng Tingjing looked at him in disbelief.

Song Yuzhang put away the wallet, "Let's go, Brother Meng, I'll see you off."

Meng Tingjing actually suppressed her suspicions and doubts all night, and finally couldn't help showing her mocking prototype, "Buy me a cake today, treat me to dinner, and send me home. What about tomorrow? Tomorrow is going to treat me Watching a movie, or dancing?"

Song Yuzhang had no plan in this regard, but since Meng Tingjing proposed it on his own initiative, he pondered for a moment, then smiled, "It's up to you."

Meng Tingjing took a deep breath, his heart was on fire, he turned his face to the side, half of him blocked the light behind him, he sneered in a low voice, his tone was vicious, "Song Yuzhang, what kind of person are you to arrange for me?"

Song Yuzhang was taken aback by his unexpected turn of events. He turned his head and looked at Meng Tingjing eye to eye. From Meng Tingjing's eyes, he felt a fiery violence and viciousness. It's not like he hasn't seen moody people before, but Meng Tingjing's anger came too suddenly.

He followed him all the way, so Meng Tingjing was still unhappy?

Almost all of Song Yuzhang's lovers are beautiful young masters of the same color. He is very good at coaxing people, and he has coaxed out the unchanging regulations, because it doesn't take much effort, his face is enough.

Song Yuzhang was not annoyed at all when he hit a wall, his habit was like this, he was especially soft when he was soft, and naturally he was extraordinarily hard when he was hard. As for Meng Tingjing, he was still only here to be soft, because there was no need to be hard ——Meng Tingjing is his benefactor and one of his reborn parents.

Song Yuzhang withdrew his gaze and walked down the stairs without saying a word. The bright red lights on the top of the White Russian Restaurant shone through his cheeks. Meng Tingjing watched Song Yuzhang get into the car. The Song family's car left, but he was still standing at the door of the restaurant. move.

The Belarusian boy came out to take out the trash, saw a man standing at the door of his restaurant, and said something to drive him away. The man at the door turned his head back, his eyes were vicious and cruel, and he was frightened again. The man you're with," he just finished speaking, and said in very standard Russian to the convenience: "Are you courting death?"

The Belarusian boy ran back to the restaurant in fright.

Meng Tingjing scolded Song Yuzhang away, scared away the Belarusian boy, frowned and cursed at the entrance of the restaurant where the fragrance was wafting, "It's so fucking unpalatable!"

After getting in the car, Meng Tingjing became more and more angry. He reflected on himself, and sadly realized that his behavior at night was not like a rabbit in every way, and he was still a moody, willful and savage rabbit!

"Old Ho!"

"Hey!"

"Changing lanes, go to Song's house!"

"Young master, do you mean to catch up with Song Wuye's car ahead?"

"..."

Meng Tingjing endured it and growled in a low voice, "Stop talking nonsense!"

The driver stepped on his horse and chased after him. The Meng family's car quickly caught up with the Song family's. The driver honked his horn twice. The Song family's driver was taken aback. He glanced in the mirror outside and recognized him immediately. The Meng family's car behind hurriedly yelled, "Fifth Master, Second Master Meng is catching up."

Song Yuzhang, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and turned his face to the car window. It was dark outside and he couldn't see clearly, "Stop the car."

The two cars slammed to the brakes, one in front of the other, Song Yuzhang sat still, and already heard a "bang" outside, he got out of the car after getting out of the car, and when he turned his head, he saw Meng Tingjing striding towards him.

This moment is exactly like that moment, Song Yuzhang stood quietly in front of the car, Meng Tingjing walked faster and faster, when he came to him like a gust of wind, Song Yuzhang and his leader were swept away by Meng Tingjing.

The driver of the Song family yelled, and was about to catch up, but was immediately stopped by the driver of the Meng family, "The two young masters are arguing, we can't join in the fun."

The driver of the Song family stretched out his hand in vain, and looked at the dark alley in panic, "This... nothing will happen, right?"

When Song Yuzhang followed Meng Tingjing's strength and slammed his back against the wall, he felt the scene was familiar and couldn't help laughing.

Meng Tingjing saw his flickering smiling eyes in the dark night, and in his heart he said he was angry, but he didn't seem angry. He said he was angry, but he didn't know why. He fixed his eyes on Song Yuzhang, gritted his teeth and said, "Song Yuzhang, Do you think I am Chen Hanmin?"

Song Yuzhang was taken aback for a moment, and then he also looked into Meng Tingjing's eyes. Vigorous and jumping anger flashed in those eyes, which were astonishingly bright and at the same time inexplicably familiar. He seemed to have seen similar eyes at some point.

"Brother Meng..."

"To shut up!"

Such an expression of frustration, restraint and entanglement finally woke up Song Yuzhang... This... This... Song Yuzhang was only shocked for a moment, not particularly surprised, but thought: "Why do I use bamboo poles like this!"

Meng Tingjing slowly turned cold under Song Yuzhang's thoughtful eyes.

Even in the dark night, Song Yuzhang could clearly see the change in Meng Tingjing's face. Just when he thought that Meng Tingjing would be ashamed and angry like Nie Yinbing and wanted to beat him up, Meng Tingjing let go and decided to leave. Turning his back, Song Yuzhang took his hand without thinking.

Meng Tingjing stopped in her footsteps, turned her face aggressively, and the two of them collided with each other's eyes, and sparks seemed to spark in the dark night as if they were fighting each other.

The surrounding was quiet and sultry, but Meng Tingjing's hands were cold and stiff. Song Yuzhang understood the origin of Meng Tingjing's weird temper, and after secretly laughing in his heart, he thought: "He is actually quite beautiful, and it would be quite interesting if he has a hot temper. Since he likes me, why don't you follow his wishes and try something new? If you are taller, you can be taller, and you can't tell the difference when you lie on the bed..."

Song Yuzhang made up his mind, he didn't let go of Meng Tingjing's hand, smiled slightly, and looked up at Meng Tingjing as if nothing had happened, "Tomorrow... Shall we watch a movie or dance?"

Meng Tingjing didn't say a word, Song Yuzhang's cold hand warmed up a bit, he changed his hand and held Song Yuzhang's hand instead, angrily said: "Listen to the opera!"