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He wan didn't want to stay in the Yanzhai, but Yan Manjia's words made her care too much. She didn't like Yan's house, but she still stayed.

"Why are you here?" Zhen Han looks at Yan Sui who is approaching. Zhao Bing is still behind him. Obviously, he didn't just come out of his room with Meng. What should he and Zhao Bing do.

"You do it," Yan Sui raised his hand to let Zhao Bing leave. He went on walking. Then he sat on the sofa and asked Xiao Bo, "has the matter been found out?"

"Yes," Xiao Bo and Zhen Han are also talking about it. "My wife didn't take the key from my room today. She had the spare key for your room in her hand."

As for when she had it, Xiao Bo thought it would be a long time. One or two years, maybe ten or twenty years. Yan Sui never lived in that room. He had changed the decoration several times, and the key to the door had never been changed.

Yan Sui eyes in the mood of the extreme cold, completely can not see his joy and anger, he raised his eyes to see Xiao Bo, the voice of some indifference, "tomorrow invite someone to change the key to the home, after I am not in, the study and bedroom do not allow her to go in."

"Yes," said Shaw, bowing slightly.

"There are people in the basement, and she is not allowed to go." Yan Sui added another sentence, and then he turned to look at Zhen Han, his face softened a little, "today you all worked hard, go to rest."

Xiao Bo bows down again and leaves, but Zhen Han sits on the sofa beside Yan Sui's body. His face is completely covered with the look that he should have. "What does she think? It's disgusting."

With the key of Yan Sui's room hidden in his hand for so many years, what do you intend to do? Or do you want to peep into your son's private life? Yan Sui is not seven years old and eight years old, but 28 years old. Now he has married a man's daughter-in-law. He can't do such a thing with a little courtesy.

Yan Sui didn't answer this question, but the coldness in his eyes was a little bit more. Not only did Meng Fu have those heartless relatives, he also had them. In a sense, they just had blood relationship with them, which could not be regarded as relatives from an emotional point of view.

Zhen Han looked at Yan Sui, who was getting colder. He patted Yan Sui on the shoulder. "Don't think about it. You should be happy to get married today. It's not worth it."

Yan Sui Wen Yan thought of Meng, the corners of his mouth naturally aroused a light smile, "is very happy."

Zhen Han took a look at Yan Sui's sudden appearance and turned his lips. He was worried. He stood up and said, "you will go abroad by plane in a moment. I will go back, and call me if you have something."

He has been living in his old house these days, not because of Yan Manjia, but because Yan Sui has a lot of marriage affairs. His parents and aunts are not reliable. He can only be a cousin. Now that things are over, he has no habit of wronging himself.

"Wait a minute," said Yan Sui after Zhen Han turned around.

Zhen Han turns back and looks as cold as Yan Sui. He thinks Yan Sui understands him.

"I'll take Meng Xuan abroad. You come back every three days to show rhubarb and maoqiu, and occasionally send me some photos."

Zhen Han, who thinks Yan Sui wants to persuade him to mend the relationship with Yan Manjia, can't get down at one breath and almost suffocates to death.

"I see, you wife slave!"

Zhen Han stomped her feet and felt that she was too naive. She left the living room with her nose humming.

Yan Sui sat in the living room again for a while, and then he got up and went upstairs.

After changing his clothes, Yan Sui lies down on the side of Meng Shen's body, reaches out and grabs a person. He kisses Meng's eyebrows gently, and then he closes his eyes.

Meng Meng rubbed against the people, his hands also wrapped up, will embrace people, eyes are still closed, mouth but mumble up, "Yan Sui, where did you go."

"Down the stairs, dear, I'm back, we sleep."

Meng Yan didn't speak any more when he heard the speech, and his hands were slightly loosened. He couldn't sleep well when he was drunk, but he could sleep well when he was held by Yan Sui.

However, the plane was scheduled for eight o'clock, and they didn't get much sleep. At about five o'clock, the two men got up. Yan Sui packed up his things, and Meng Fu took the early rhubarb for a stroll, and stroked the ball of wool that was still asleep to say goodbye.

"You are good at home. Rhubarb wants to take care of maoqiu. Do you know?" Meng Fen Teng out a hand, touched rhubarb, rhubarb injury is like a ball of light, good faster, just took it out, began to Sahuan.

"Wang Wang The first time he was soft and soft, and the next one was fierce. Meng Yi followed the rhubarb's eyes and saw that he wan looked at this side with a gloomy look when he wan came down the stairs. Obviously, he remembered the conflict between the two people that day.Two people's line of sight to go up, Meng Yi turned back, immediately patted rhubarb's head.

Rhubarb "snore" put down the appearance of alert, but also suffered to the feet of Meng.

Maoqiu yawned lazily, and finally opened his eyes. The light blue eyes were clean and beautiful, and the fluff grew a little. It was not as ugly as it was when it arrived at Yan house.

However, it is still very thin, and it still needs a period of recovery and growth from the expectation of "Mao" and "ball" given by Meng Yi.

Meng Shen rubbed its head and put it on Rhubarb's neck. Two of them looked at Meng Xuan with wide eyes. They did not move. Meng Yan couldn't help laughing, and then squatted down. Mao Qiu and rhubarb dropped a kiss on their heads.

After kissing, he picked up the hairball again, took rhubarb's neck rope, and nodded to he wan, who came near, "good morning, mom."

He Wanshi is not going back to her daughter-in-law. She says so. She stares at her, and Meng Xuan goes around her with rhubarb and hairball.

After he sent rhubarb and maoqiu back to their respective nests, he went to the kitchen to find Wang's mother and told him for a long time. After returning to the living room, Yan Sui came down with their suitcases.

"You must have worked hard for so many things." Meng Yi thought that Yan Sui could just pack up a few clothes for them. Unexpectedly, they were full of two big boxes. He took rhubarb and hairballs to play with, but he didn't help Yan Sui.

He stepped forward, took a box, and then took his hand, "Wang Ma cooked delicious porridge, you have to drink two more bowls of hard work."

"Good," Yan Sui's face showed a little smile, took him to the side of the suitcase, and then led him to the dining table.

"Where are sui'er and Yan going Meng Yan Sui ignored her from the stairs. He wan still stood dignified and had a good tone, but the smell of questioning overflowed a little.

Yan Sui with Meng Yan sat down, and first gave him a bowl of porridge, and then returned to he Wan's words, "go out."

When he answered, his eyes still fell on Meng Bi, and he took two vegetables for him. He whispered, "eat slowly."

The same is too simple words, but the attitude is different between heaven and earth. He wan just wants to pretend that he doesn't care, and some can't pretend to go on, "is this your attitude towards talking to your mother?"

This morning, he wan wanted to quarrel. Wang Ma and Xiao Bo both frowned and frowned at each other, but their position was not good enough to say anything. Meng Yi swallowed his dish and looked at he wan.

"What a strange thing mother said. Didn't he answer Yan Sui when you asked him? If you have a bad attitude, it's very good. "

He said, looking back at Yan Sui, "you don't get angry, we eat."

He wan is obviously angry with Yan Sui, but Meng Xuan is worried that Yan Sui is angry. The appearance of protecting the short has some characteristics of Yan family.

Meng said that he also gave Yan Sui a bowl of porridge and some dishes.

"It's really delicious."

Meng Yan is more than Zhen Han in her cooking. She has a light layer of water on her lips because she drinks porridge. When she looks up, she can't say that she flatters her eyes, but she also has some unconscious charm.

Yan Sui and smile, "good, listen to you."

Meng's voice lowered, people slightly to Yan Sui side of the tilt, "you are good."

This place is full of love and honey, warm as spring. He wan is trembling with anger because of Meng Xuan's two words. However, no one can feel that she is wrong when listening to Meng Zhen's words. She wants to attack, but she can't find a place to attack for a while.

She went straight out, but she didn't want to eat breakfast in her old house.

Yan Manjia couldn't get up until 9:10 in the morning. Yan Sui and Xiao Bo Wang Ma told her to get on the bus. They got to the airport one hour later, got on the plane half an hour later, and arrived in the capital of country f 11 hours later.

It's 7:00 p.m. in Haicheng, and it's only 11:00 a.m. in country F. the sky is just right.

"Let's get back the jet lag today and play slowly tomorrow."

State f was strongly recommended by Zhen Han and Shihe to Yan Sui. The name of the romantic country is not empty. It is most suitable for Yan Sui, who is not very romantic. Since the country has its own romantic nature, it doesn't need much of Yan Sui's brain. These guys are kind enough.

Of course, Yan Sui chose this place not only because of their suggestions, but also because he found that Meng Meng liked flowers very much. In the living room, fresh flowers would be put out every day. Meng Xuan chose his own seat. He must sit by the bouquet, and occasionally he would unconsciously turn his head to smell it.

It's really hard to find out such details. In such a short period of time, Yan Sui noticed that the flowers of state f in July and August were the best. He wanted Meng Zhen to be happy. Naturally, he thought that he would like to see Meng Fu happy, so he chose this place.

"Mr. Yan!"

"Mr. Yan!"

A black man and a white man called Yan Sui one after another. He took Meng Xuan and turned around. The two men came forward. "Our husband learned that Mr. Yan would bring Mrs. Yan to play, so he specially asked us to pick up the plane."

"Let me pick you up, too.""Sir," they said, and on the other side there was a Xia Guoren coming out. He was followed by two people, "Sir, madam."

Yan Sui nodded and asked them to take over the suitcase that he and Meng Xuan were holding.

He looked at the two black and white men and said, "no, I have my own arrangements. I'll find him if I need to."

"You say the same thing to your cousin."

Those two people listen to Yan Sui so say, also no longer force, slightly bow to see them leave.

"Yan's family has a branch. They came to f country early. The white people are my cousins. As for the black one, it's a friend here

The Yan family has a long history. The Yan Family in Haicheng is a legitimate branch, and its branches have developed well. His cousin came to state f more than 100 years ago. With the support of Yan Family in Haicheng, the upper class aristocrats of state F have taken root. This time, it is estimated that after he arranged it, the actions of the people on his side alerted them, and his cousin sent someone to pick up the plane.

As for that friend, he called Yan Sui before. He was not in country f, but he had a hotel at home. If they came to pick him up on a business trip, he would have gone. Now he is taking Meng Fu on his honeymoon, so he doesn't want to get involved in too many social affairs.

"On the way back, we'll have a potluck with them." Yan Sui patiently explained Yan's side branch to Meng Yu. As for his romantic cousin, he said nothing more, and the friend also mentioned a few words.

After leaving the airport, they got on the bus directly and drove for another four hours before they arrived at the place they wanted to live in these days.

The manor they are going to arrive at is the property that the Yan family bought in country f in the early years. Both Yan Manjia and Zhen Han have come to live in the manor, but it is the first time that Yan Sui has come. Green trees, grass, flower fields, water, castle walls, the scenery along the way is enough charming eyes.

On this plane, Meng Yi basically slept over. At this time, he was very happy. He looked at the scenery for a long time with his window, but Yan Sui took a nap against him.

"Yan Sui, we have arrived."

After Yan Sui leaned against him, Meng Ying was somewhat absent-minded when he saw the scenery. When he came to the back, he directly turned to his side and supported Yan Sui with both hands to make him sleep better. After the car stopped for a long time, he noticed that they had arrived.

Yan Sui closed his eyes and looked for his hand. First he touched Meng's cheek, and then he opened his eyes.

He sat up and looked back at Meng. He looked at him carefully and pulled his hand over, "numb?"

Meng Yi looks at Yan Sui's cheek slightly red, and then nods honestly.

"It doesn't matter. I like you to lean on me."

Meng fan's love comes from his heart. Yan Sui has a good sleep. He feels better when he says so. He rubs his hand, pulls him over and kisses him on his lips. "We get off the bus."

"Good," Meng Ying's cheek was a little redder. He felt as if Yan Sui had been more active towards him since their wedding day. He no longer taboo people in front of or behind others. It's because they are married. It's really nice to be married.

Meng Yi thought of his mouth overflowing with a smile. After Yan Sui left a little bit, he followed him again. His kiss fell on Yan Sui's lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved. The whole person seemed to be full of sunshine, warm and clean.

"This is the Rose Manor. The man who just brought us to meet us is Uncle Li, who is in charge of the manor, Li Yuan." On the other hand,

, Yan Sui, led him to his side, and introduced him to the Rose Manor. The reason why it was called "Rose Garden" was that there were nearly ten mu of rose fields in the manor, and the scenery was good. On the one hand, the annual supply of these flowers to perfume factories was enough to maintain the maintenance of this manor castle and the wages of servants.

For the Yan family, this is just a beautiful resort in country F. the annual surplus is basically given to the servants in the manor as a bonus. It is unexpected to expect it to make a lot of money.

Yan Sui to Meng Yan finished, and looked at him, and then asked in a low voice, "do you like it?"

Meng Bi slightly leaned over and touched the white rose on the side of the small stone, and then came close to smell it. The smile on his face was more bright. He looked at Yan Sui and said, "can I pick it?"

"These are all from our family. Naturally."

Meng Bi thumb and middle finger a little force, will be the flower stem fold down, he put on the tip of the nose and smell, and then nodded, "like."

"Cough," Yan Sui gently coughed, his eyes slightly staggered, and then he took Meng Bi to continue walking. He was stunned at the picture of Meng Fu sniffing flowers. It was very different whether Meng Xuan held flowers in his hands, but Yan Sui attributed the difference to Meng Zhen's real love of flowers.

Although Yan Sui didn't live in the Rose Manor, there were also rooms belonging to him. After he decided to bring Meng Fu, the inside and outside of the manor were cleaned more than once, not to mention the rooms given to them.

"These days, the cooks, bodyguards and the people who take care of Huatian stay. Others have a holiday. So are you."

After Uncle Li approached, Yan Sui told him that he did not want to see Meng Fu even his cousin. He didn't like it because there were too many people in front of him. Moreover, he could clearly feel that Meng Fu was a little uncomfortable when he came to a new environment.Now his eyes are only flickering everywhere, but people are clinging to him. The manor is obviously in accordance with his wishes, that is, the people here make him uncomfortable.

"Yes," Li Yuan Leng Leng Leng just returned this is, but Yan Sui is the owner, what he said is what.

He leads Yan Sui and Meng Yi to their room, and then goes downstairs to arrange for the holiday of dozens of people in the manor.

The light gold European style decoration style seems to be back in the middle ages. Meng Zhen looks around and takes Yan Sui directly to their bed. Then he pulls Yan Sui half down on the bed. His hairy head is against Yan Sui's chest, his hands are tightly clasped, and he kisses Yan Sui when he looks up, regardless of where he is.

It's been nearly a day since I got on the plane. He and Yan Sui are not very close. He can't help it. Now they are the only ones. Naturally, he doesn't hide, and he wants to be bored enough.

"They look at me and I can't kiss you."

Yan Sui holds Meng Yu up, then turns his head to his sight, and then two people approach slowly, exchanging a full of tender and sweet kisses.

Meng Bi's face was a little more rosy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be stopped.

"We'll have dinner later, and then I'll take you to Huatian for a walk. From tomorrow, we'll play in the small town nearby first."

Meng Yi came up and rubbed Yan Sui's nose, "I listen to you."

Yan Sui wants to take him to have a good time. He can feel that he wants to have a good time.

After a long time, they got up to have dinner downstairs. They were not in the room. Instead, they were beside the living water lake behind the manor castle. The setting sun was slanting, and everything they could see was picturesque.

In a sense, Yan Sui and Meng Fu are not special aesthetic people. But when they come to a picturesque place with people they like, they don't understand it at first, but they understand it now, because they both think that the people in the scenery are more beautiful, so the scenery is also beautiful.

Meng Fu is not picky about his food. He can also eat these western food. He dislikes that the weight is a little small, but he keeps on eating. After eating for an hour and a half, he is satisfied.

Yan Sui took a napkin to Meng Yan to wipe the corners of his mouth, and then led him to the flower field.

Meng Yi has a basket and a pair of scissors. He can cut back all the flowers he likes.

There are also individual flower farmers working in the flower field. Seeing Meng Xuan holding a pair of scissors, they slip away to this side. After a while, they find that Meng Xuan is not disorderly. His technique is quite exquisite. He cuts off two leaves and then puts the flowers in the basket.

Yan Sui reaches for the basket of flowers, and Meng Bi concentrates on picking and cutting flowers. The basket is gradually full.

"What are you smelling?"

Yan Sui asked Meng Xuan in a low voice. He would smell a flower before picking it, but rose is not the smell.

Meng Yan did not look back, he sniffed again, "even if it is a flower, the taste of each flower is different, as if all are people, but people and people are also different."

He got up and put the flowers in Yan Sui's basket. His face showed some faint and special smile, "I'm picking beautiful and smelling flowers."

Yan Sui doesn't understand, but he still follows Meng Yi and doesn't disturb him.

He can see that Meng Yu is very special to these flowers. He has a kind of uncontrollable love and closeness, which is similar to the treatment of big yellow hair ball. He really needs to study carefully, that is, he should be more careful about the big yellow hair ball, and is obviously more comfortable with the flower.

After walking around the flower field, the flower basket was full. Meng Bi folded some vines from the roadside, knelt down on the grass directly, spread out the flowers in the flower basket, and then picked them up one by one, and then fixed them with vines. Before long, those flowers were arranged into a big bunch by him.

He held the white rose, looked up at Yan Sui, and then held out the hand with the ring to him. Yan Sui stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

"For you." Meng Yan Sui's eyes do not leave Yan Sui, and then hand him the bouquet.

This is the flower of their own home, but he can make the fragrance of the flower more fragrant and more comfortable, which is just a matter of heart.

Yan Sui didn't take the flowers. Instead, he held them together, and then slightly bowed his head and kissed Meng Yu. The fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating. At this time, there was only a little light red in the sky, but when they finished kissing, the sky was completely dark.

"Very fragrant." Yan Sui looks at Meng Xuan and whispers. He sends him the fragrance of flowers, and the one with the fragrance of flowers is more fragrant.

Meng Yi pursed her lips and nodded, "you like it."

He thought about it and added, "I'll give you a discount these days."

Meng and Yan Sui did not notice the value of this white rose. Last year, the perfume of monk's hand was not worth a thousand dollars. Although the famous process could not avoid some hype, people who used it would recognize the price.

Yan Sui came back with a bouquet of flowers in one hand and Meng Yu in the other. The people in the manor were almost scattered, but they didn't see any different eyes. What's more, the state of F is more tolerant of men and men's love than in China. Whether men or women are different, women and men are no different. It's just the attraction of two hearts and the nature of love.This time in China is one or two o'clock in the morning. After walking around, Meng Yi yawned twice and Yan Sui put his arm around his shoulder. "When you go back to your room, you should take a bath first, and sleep when you are sleepy."

"And you?" Meng Yi nodded and asked more.

"I'll be in my room, sorting things out."

"Good," Meng Yi nodded. He just wanted to make sure that Yan Sui would be in the place he could find.

Meng Xuan sat on the ground and took his clothes. He thought of something and looked at it. Yan Sui was making their beds. After finishing, he arranged the things in another suitcase. He took all the people away for a vacation. Naturally, they had to do these things by themselves.

However, Meng Yi felt guilty when he looked at it. He didn't help in the morning, and now he still let Yan Sui do it himself. Isn't it good.

Yan Sui's partial head to on Meng's line of sight, "too sleepy? Can I help you with the washing? "

Meng Yi even shook his head, "no, I didn't help you."

He picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom door, but he looked back at Yan Sui again. Suddenly, several pictures came out of his mind. He was drunk and pestered his relatives, and then Yan Sui gave him a bath.

"What's the matter?" Yan Sui put the white rose that Meng Xuan sent him into the vase, and his eyes swept away, but he found that Meng Xuan suddenly went back, "what forgot to bring?"

Meng shook his hand and ran in the bathroom.

Yan Sui touched his lips, chuckled, lowered his head and rearranged the flowers. He leaned over and smelled them again. He didn't feel the smell of all kinds of flowers and plants downstairs. When he came back to his room, he found that the bouquet was really nice, but the fragrance was not annoying. He felt very comfortable.

Yan Sui seldom arranges things like this except for his desk in his study. However, it is not difficult to do so. After straightening out the things, he sits on the sofa and turns on his mobile phone. However, a new message is sent.

After reading it, he hesitated and took out the computer again. The screen scrolled slowly. He was reading a long email.

The preliminary results of the investigation about Meng min's experience in the orphanage have come back. His face is slightly dignified. When the bathroom door is opened, he slowly closes the computer and puts it aside. He gets up and comes over and takes Meng's hair towel.

"No electric wind was found in it." Meng bi was rubbed while muttering.

His biological clock was very accurate, and he was very sleepy at this time. He sat on the bed, put his hands around Yan Sui's waist and leaned against his arms.

Yan Sui wiped his hair with some caution. It seemed that he was afraid that his hands would be heavy, which made Meng Fu uncomfortable. His face was more serious, but his movements were extremely gentle. Meng Xuan, who had always felt sleepy, was even sleepier under this gentle rubbing.

"Yan Sui, you are so kind to me."

He helped to take a bath, help to wipe his hair, and did housework that he had never done before. He was moved. At the same time, he was afraid that he could not afford such a good job.

"I ought to be nice to you, forget what I said? I'm glad to be nice to you. "

Yan Sui slightly leaned over to kiss Meng Yu's eyebrows. His face was solemn and gentle. Some words were said at the beginning, and it was not so difficult to speak again. What's more, what he said was true and what he wanted to let Meng Xuan know.

Meng Yi gently "um" a, eyes completely closed, the whole person more sleepy to fall up.

"Don't sleep, I'll find the electric wind."

"Well," Meng said again with her eyes closed.

Yan Sui calls Uncle Li and looks for it. He finds it in the bathroom before the phone is connected.

"It's OK." When he got through there, he hung up the phone in a hurry and came out and promised him that he would not sleep. He was already asleep with his towel wrapped against the pillow.

"Huhu" of the wind can not wake him up, Yan Sui's hands in Meng Bi's soft hair, not a bit impatient.

Meng can't learn. He'll learn. Only one of them can do it.

Yan Sui thought so and did so.

Put the electric wind and towel aside, he picked up the man, adjusted his posture, and covered the quilt for him. He looked at the person for a while, then leaned over and dropped a kiss on his brow, "it's not the Meng family that's very good."

The results of the preliminary investigation did not include finding Meng's real family, but also found something important to him and Meng.

The orphanage is not formal, and even it participates in some child trafficking transactions. Many families that do not meet the requirements of adopting children can adopt children here after paying some money.

What's more, the orphanage and some traffickers still have transactions. They are responsible for abducting the children, while the orphanages make huge profits through this illegal adoption.

Yu meixuan did give birth to a child, and she did lose her life in this orphanage. However, the child was more unhealthy than Meng Yi. She died two months later. Meng Yu was sent to the orphanage one month earlier than that child, but she came from human traffickers.

It took more than half a year to find out that it was an intellectual problem. Basically, no one wanted to adopt this kind of child, so she spent seven or eight years in the orphanage. Li Yifei came to the orphanage in person. She should know the fact that her grandson had died, but she pointed to Meng Fu, saying that he was her dead grandson, and asked Wu Fengjiao to take him back.Xu felt that a child who was not of his own blood could not be trusted, and then he had a successor who wanted to stay in charge of Meng Zhen.

Meng Yu was abducted by others, who was already unfortunate enough, but Li Yifei took a fancy to him. If he was less natural, he didn't know what he would become.

The real Meng Zhen died 18 years ago. The current Meng Shen was carried by human traffickers. Who is his real family? It will take longer to find out who his real family is. However, it is worth the investigation to get rid of the relationship with the Meng family.

Meng's real age should be more than 18 years old, and his birthday is in January, but the exact date is uncertain.

As for the orphanage and those traffickers in those years, his people are still pursuing them. I'm afraid that the exposure of the black curtain behind this will cause a lot of shock, but it still needs to be uncovered.

Even if he didn't do it for Meng Yi, Yan Sui would not leave it alone and start with his children. Those people should be punished by God.

Yan Sui continued to read the mail, took a bath in the bathroom, and then went to bed to hold people in his arms and slept until dawn.

Meng Xuan woke up at that time, but it was still late at night in the state of F. Yan Sui hugged him and kissed him on the cheek, "sleep with me for a while."

"Good," Meng Ying also kisses Yan Sui's mouth, and then closes his eyes to sleep.

They went to sleep again, and they didn't wake up until eight o'clock the next morning.

"I'm hungry, so hungry..." Meng Zhen looks at Yan Sui and wants to eat. He puts Yan Sui's hand on his stomach to prove that he is really hungry, rather than unwilling to sleep with Yan Sui.

Yan Sui fell on Meng's stomach and rubbed his hands gently, "how hungry?"

His voice was a little hoarse, but not perceptual. Meng felt his ears itch.

"I'm starving." He replied truthfully.

Yan Sui's mouth hook up a smile, will hold people together sit up, "get up, we have breakfast, and then go for a walk in the town."

"Well," Meng Ying, suddenly thought of something, pulled Yan Sui's neck, a kiss fell on his lips, "good morning."

He was so hungry that he almost forgot their good morning kiss.

And the good morning kiss that used to kiss the eyebrows turned into a kiss on the lips.

Yan Sui's eye color slightly dark a little bit, but still let go of Meng Xuan, let him run to the bathroom to wash.

Originally he was ready to wait for a year, but suddenly he didn't have to wait. His mood was a little delicate.

There are not too many people in the small town of country F. he leads Meng Xuan to walk on the ancient path. His homework is quite good. He can answer what Meng Fu asks. Of course, there are also reasons why Meng Zhen really doesn't understand and asks the public.

"You are so good that you know everything." Meng Yan never spared no praise for others, especially for Yan Sui. His eyes were bright and his heart warmed up when he looked at him, so he didn't want to say anything modest.

He rubbed Meng's hair and pressed people on the wall for a deep kiss when no one saw him. This kind of intimate contact would make people addicted, or would he indulge in self indulgence.

the author has something to say: O Hiaki is coming again ~ ~ ~ and other perfume perfumes are all nonsense, please don't take it seriously, meme Da ~

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