The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Feng Jun shook his body: "Brother Meng, it's so cool in your room, I don't even want to leave."

As if responding to him, the air became a few degrees cooler.

Meng Qinglang lay on the bed, squinting his eyes in enjoyment. Unexpectedly, Feng Jun's craftsmanship was not bad, his strength was just right, and even his voice became soft: "If you don't want to leave, don't leave. I will save it to serve your brother and me tonight." ’” He felt as if his shoulders needed indiscriminate treatment, too.

A certain ghost king lowered his ghostly head, his eyes hidden by the mask were full of grievances, why never keep him?He was not allowed to go upstairs before.He stood by the door, wanting to leave, but he was afraid that something would happen, so he felt very aggrieved if he didn't leave.

With the afterglow of the setting sun, a cool breeze gradually blew in the bedroom, Feng Jun's eyes moved, what does Brother Meng mean, does he... really like himself?

In fact, thinking about it, Brother Meng is also pretty good. He is handsome and knows how to cook. His personality looks a bit sloppy, but in fact his shoulder width is very reliable. It is a pity that he has someone he likes. If they had known each other a few years earlier... …

Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. In order not to make Brother Meng suffer too much, now is the time to clarify!

Feng Jun slowed down the speed of rubbing his waist: "Brother Meng, do you have someone you like?"

A certain ghost king turned his ghost head sideways and pricked up his ghost ears.

Meng Qinglang stopped asking this question, is there any?have it.

"It used to be, but now..." Meng Qinglang stared at the pillow, "It's gone."

Feng Jun paused, so Meng Ge didn't like him?Why was he so disappointed all of a sudden, Feng Jun's tone was slightly sour that he didn't even notice: "What kind of person did you like before?"

"Stupid, grumpy, clingy, but...would eat breakfast with me instead."

"Haha, I bought you for breakfast, Brother Meng, you are too easy to deceive."

Not one meal, but ten years.Meng Qinglang suddenly felt a little nostalgic, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. Now one of them is a big star and the other is a passerby. Although there will be no intersection, at least they still have memories.

"Brother Meng, it's hot in your room again."

A certain ghost king is excited, changing breakfast, stupid, bad-tempered, clingy, is that him?is it him?It's him!

Lang has always disliked him for being stupid, so he tried his best to take the No.1 test to prove his IQ, and hated his bad temper. He hasn't fought with others for a long time, and he is clingy... This can't be changed, it must be him!

At this moment, he was unable to recall the details of Meng Qinglang's refusal to show his love back then. He just picked up Feng Jun's collar and threw it into the dark space that appeared out of thin air. between.

Oh, it's really soft~

Feng Jun suddenly appeared in his bedroom in a posture of rubbing his waist, and was stunned for three seconds. It was just... a ghost?He rushed to the door, tried his best to open it, so he had to use physical attack: "Come here! Open the door! There is a ghost in Meng Ge's room! Help!"

A certain ghost king coughed, his voice became Feng Jun's, and he asked tentatively, "He is so bad, what do you like about him?"

"Hmm...he's quite pleasing to the eye. Although he's a little childish, he's still a good person," Meng Qinglang sneered, unable to tell if it was praise or disgust, "he has retained a lot of sense of justice that caused trouble for himself."

A certain ghost king raised his chest and raised his head, and instantly felt that he had grown taller.

"Then why...not together?"

Meng Qinglang was silent for a long time, and a certain ghost king felt his heart beating fast, so he heard him say, "It's not suitable."

"Where is it inappropriate?" He felt that every strand of hair from head to toe was suitable, and a certain ghost king panicked, and the reason for breaking up with Wanjinyou sounded like prevarication to him.

Where is it inappropriate?It doesn't fit anywhere.

"He is a good man."

"..." A certain ghost king waited for a while, and found that someone's words ended like this, so he hurriedly asked, "Why is a good person not suitable?"

Meng Qinglang chuckled, "I'm a bad guy, so it's not suitable." Only that idiot Xi Yan would not feel that he was bullying him, nor could he see how jealous he was.

At the beginning, Meng Qinglang didn't like the teammate that the teacher forced to force him, but he felt that he didn't have the support of his parents, so he forced the person that everyone didn't like to him.

He was used to not fighting or snatching, so he just finished his homework quietly. The little friend who was pushed over seemed to think that he didn't dislike him, so he posted it.

Meng Qinglang admitted that at the beginning, he was very useful to Xiao Xiyan's flattery. This may be the first person who cared about him so much besides his deceased parents. His heart softened, so he treated Xiao Xiyan well. For a little bit, he was regarded as a friend.

Xi Yan was very possessive when he was a child, and he would show the greatest hostility to any children who approached him. Meng Qinglang remembered that he seemed to be so happy at that time, as if he had become an important person to others.

The good times didn't last long, and a year later, Meng Qinglang discovered that Xi Yan was one centimeter taller than him!

This is not the point. At that time, the two little bean sprouts were not so sensitive to the height of men, and they were good friends holding hands, but it was the first time Meng Qinglang had such a concept-he was not as tall as Xi Yan.

Later, the little friends who became "best friends" met each other's parents. Of course, Xi Yan's family just ran into him and his aunt with a hand full of vegetables when they came back from the playground. Afterwards, the parents of both sides never saw each other again, only Meng Qinglang occasionally went to Playing at Xi Yan's house.

Meng Qinglang still remembers the scene at that time, it was summer vacation, Xi Yan was wearing blinding red floral pants, holding Mama Xi's hand with one hand, and licking ice cream with the other, next to the tall and tall Papa Xi, he had to look up to see clearly Xi's father's face.

And he was wearing a washed-out thick cloth T-shirt, with cabbage in his hands, and he was so hot that he was about to pass out.

They are different. I don't know when he got angry and began to bully Xi Yan intentionally or unintentionally. For example, when Xi Yan called him to come out to play, he suddenly lost interest and would flatly refuse. For example, when he made an appointment, he Always make Xi Yan wait a few minutes longer, such as drawing a pig in Xi Yan's new textbook.

That idiot never gets angry, at most he dares to complain in a low voice without daring to speak out.

Thinking about it this way... he really is a scumbag.

"What if...he is actually a bad guy?"

If Xi Yan is a bit "bad"... such as fighting, smoking, drinking, rebellious, scumbag, uncontrollable young master's temper...

"Then I guess we've been together for a long time."

Together... the eyes of a certain ghost king are bright, and it means that they have become bad, this--it's easy!

Meng Qinglang yawned, and continued: "Then because he couldn't bear his bad temper, he beat him up and broke up with Jiang Hu. Why did you stop?" Meng Qinglang turned his head, but there was no one in the room, "Smelly The boy was lazy, and he left without saying a word."

Feng Jun pressed it very comfortably, especially in the last period, as if he was full of food, the pressure was just right, Meng Qinglang fell asleep quickly, and when he got up early the next morning, he saw Manager Liu Sitting on the stone stool opposite his door, like a ghost, he almost shrank back in fright.

"What's wrong? Brother Liu came so early?"

"Grandpa, you're finally up."

Meng Qinglang glanced at the phone: "It's only 07:30."

"Yeah, it's only 07:30, Zhang Dongling was recognized in line at the door, and now there are reporters outside the main store."

"Zhang Dongling? Who is it?"

"The actor who plays who doesn't look like who!" Manager Liu pulled his arm and walked towards the kitchen, "That's not the point, hurry up, I'm waiting for your pastry."

Meng Qinglang broke free from his shackles: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet, besides, isn't this a good thing? It's a free promotion for your store."

"Brother, don't you think about it, she is a third-tier star anyway, why don't you have to wait in line early in the morning with your assistant?"

"what?"

"It's hype! I have an appointment with my goddess at eight o'clock, and my goddess has always been at odds with her. She just wants to create a topic to gain my goddess' popularity!"

Meng Qinglang quickly finished brushing his teeth, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen: "Even if I do it now, it will be too late before eight o'clock. Didn't I agree to deliver at ten o'clock?"

"Your supply is limited, there are only a few boxes every day, and it is often out of stock, so people have to wait in line? Now the store is first-come, first-served, with a deposit of [-], and a box of [-]. There are still people snatching it up like this, scalpers know Is it? In order to deal with scalpers, there is now a special person in the store who is responsible for recording the ID card, and you can only buy it once within three days."

While tidying up the kitchen, Meng Qinglang looked suspiciously at Manager Liu: "It's true, it's not such an exaggeration. If you buy a small piece of mung bean cake for 30 yuan, is it because of inflation or is it that the whole people are going to a better life?"

"Don't tell me, there is no shortage of rich people in this world," Manager Liu took out his mobile phone and clicked on the video software, "Do you know about Douyin? This is the screen recording at that time, and the food anchor with 600 million fans brought the goods, you know How scary is it?"

Meng Qinglang stretched his head to take a look. The little girl in the video was wearing exquisite makeup, and there was a small box not much bigger than a palm on the table.

"Next, I will show you a small box of 100 yuan divine mung bean cake." She opened the box, squeezed out a piece with two fingers, and said with an exaggerated expression, "My God, look at this mung bean cake, it is big and round. You can tell just by looking at the color and appearance, this is definitely not an ordinary mung bean cake, this is a super-mini-mung bean cake!"

There was a flash of "hahaha" in the comments.

[Sister Lan is too hurt. 】

[Rong Dingzhai is crazy about money, so a box of five such small pastries sells for one hundred? 】

Meng Qinglang looked at Manager Liu.

"It's sold so well that many people can't buy it, so it's changed to a box of five."

Meng Qinglang nodded, Rong Dingzhai was in control of the packaging and everything else, he only had to do the work and collect the money.

Manager Liu was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he quickly changed the topic: "Look down."

I don't know if the anchor is known for hurting people, and he said for ten minutes to the appearance of a piece of mung bean cake: "Now, let's smell it..." The picture was still.

Meng Qinglang turned to Manager Liu and asked, "Is it stuck?"

Just after asking, the girl in the video said in a shocked voice: "Fuck me, I have been in the pastry industry for so many years, but I have never heard that mung bean cake can cool down the heat!"

The author has something to say: Xi Yan: I am a scumbag, no rebuttal is allowed, thank you)

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Zhiyu Yanbu; 5 bottles of Zhaoliu;

Meme Chirp~