TFboys Midsummer Fleeing Years

"Da da da, let's go and clean up the things inside." Wang Yuan's voice came from the door, and Qian Xi let Mengmeng go.

"Mengmeng, Qianxi, why are you here?" As soon as Wang Yuan opened the door, he saw Mengmeng breathing heavily, and Qianxi was still lying on Mengmeng's body pretending to sleep.

"It's just that I drank too much last night, so I woke up like this." Mengmeng twisted her neck and stretched her waist. She only felt that her back was sore now.

"Oh, then go to sleep now!" Mengmeng wanted to push Qianxi away, but he couldn't push it tightly.

"Eryuan, quickly pull him away." Mengmeng pointed to Qianxi who was lying on her body. She had been hugged like this three times, and she died every time.

"Okay then." Wang Yuan walked over and pulled Qianxi hard, but he didn't let go at all, and sometimes even Mengmeng pulled up together. "Mengmeng, forgive me for being helpless, take care of yourself."

Seeing Wang Yuan pulling Liu Yuxuan out, Mengmeng was completely desperate. Is she going to be strangled to death again this time? "Yes." Mengmeng looked at Qian Xi with a smile, and then put her hand into Qian Xi's belly.

"Ah, hahaha, hahaha, Mengmeng, stop scratching Mengmeng." Qianxi smiled on the ground, and let go of Mengmeng with both hands, finally found a way to deal with Qianxi.

"Qianxi, I'm leaving first, you can sleep well here." Mengmeng was very happy to have escaped from Qianxi's clutches, and walked out bouncingly "Qianxi, goodbye."

"Mengmeng, have you escaped?" Wang Yuan was eating, but saw Mengmeng jumping out of the room, it was so strange.

"Yes," Mengmeng replied to Wang Yuan, seeing Yang Ziyin coming out of the room, they were completely stunned, "Xiaoyin, what's wrong with you, why are you still wearing a scarf on a hot day?"

Yang Ziyin knew that they would definitely ask, so she had already figured out a countermeasure, "It's just too hot, and it's just a little prickly heat."

Wang Junkai was holding back a smile, only she could find such a reason.

"Old Wang, what are you laughing at?" Wang Yuan looked at the two people who were acting abnormally early in the morning. "Xiao Yin, she has prickly heat, so you can't wear a scarf, you need to ventilate."

"Hahaha." Wang Junkai couldn't help laughing, Yang Ziyin glared at Wang Junkai whether he was smiling or not.

"Xiaoyin, what's wrong with your neck, let me see." Mengmeng wanted to lift Yang Ziyin's scarf, but he pulled her down

Play room "what are you doing!"

"Don't you want to see it? You can't tell others." Yang Ziyin slowly lifted the scarf, and under the light were those fiery hickey marks.

"What did you do with Wang Junkai?" Mengmeng looked at the marks, although sometimes she would be strangled by Qian Xi, but never so much again, it was all over her neck.

"I didn't do anything." Yang Ziyin blushed a little, she couldn't say how to say this kind of thing.

"It's nothing, just look at your neck." Mengmeng pointed to her neck, it's okay for anyone to see it or not believe it. "You'd better put on your scarf,"

Yang Ziyin put the scarf back on and followed Mengmeng out of the room.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with Xiaoyin." Seeing that they were being asked to come out, Liu Yuxuan became anxious, looking at Yang Ziyin's sad little eyes, her mouth was still a little swollen, oh my god, what the hell did they do.

"It's nothing, it's just that you can't see what's up on your neck." Mengmeng was also holding back a smile, and she also held back her smile when she received Yang Ziyin's sad eyes.