Beloved Marriage in High Society

Meng Yi thought about it and said, "you don't have to care about me. Under normal circumstances, he can't beat me."

Yan Sui hears the speech and remembers Meng Zhen's skill at the seaside party. He picks his eyebrows and nods gently. He knows that Meng Zhen is not as bullied as he seems. When it is time to fight back, he will not be soft hearted.

For example, just now, Meng Xuan didn't want to be patient. His inner boundary was always very clear.

Yan Sui raised his hand and stroked Meng's cheek, then covered his eyes, and then took the man to his arms.

"Sleep when you're sleepy. I'll call you when it's time."

"Well," Meng Ying gently answered, the corner of his mouth bent, and then he really leaned against Yan Sui and slept to the destination.

Instead of going back to the company, they drove to the outskirts of the city for nearly two hours. Their car finally stopped in front of a small village. Yan Mingya and Zhao Bing got off the train first. Yan Sui woke Meng Fu up and then got off again.

"There are many flower growers here. Let's have a look."

Yan Sui leads Meng Yi and explains to Yan Mingya, but in fact, it is not this that he wants to take Yan Mingya to see.

Meng Yi was still a little confused, smelling the fragrance of flowers, he gradually sober up. After the negotiation between

and the flower growers, Meng took the scissors and Yan Sui to help him carry the basket. They went to Hua Tian. The flower fields in the village were basically planted in the greenhouse. The flowers were mainly sent to the flower market, and there was not much to make perfume.

Yan Mingya chats with the flower growers outside. Yan Sui and Meng Shen go inside and pick up flowers. Yan Sui follows him silently. But in fact, he is really dizzy by the aroma, and Meng Yi seems not to be affected.

He picked quickly. He went to several flower sheds, picked some of different kinds, and returned to the tea house where the flower growers rest on weekdays. Meng Xuan tied them up again. There were a lot of flowers. Meng Fu bundled them into three bundles, and even Zhao Bing had a share.

"Do you like it or not?" Meng Yi put the bouquet on the table in front of everyone. He sat back to his seat, picked up his tea cup and Gulu Gulu. Yan Sui, Yan Mingya and Zhao Bing were all stunned for a moment before they picked up the flowers and smelled them.

The reason why Yan Sui Leng Shen was that Meng Fu gave him the exclusive right to pick flowers suddenly disappeared. Yan Mingya and Zhao Bing received flowers for the first time in their lives, or flowers from someone with a special identity. Meng Fu is Yan Mingya's little aunt and the man of Zhao Bing's boss.

However, these three people have seen the world. After a moment's hesitation, they did not show any other strange things.

Each picked up the bouquet and smelled it. Then they fell into a short silence. They were not professional tasters. They couldn't answer other questions. But Meng asked them whether they liked it or not. It was more subjective.

"Like," Yan Sui put the flowers back on the table, and then stretched out his hand to hold Meng's hand.

Meng Wen Yan smiles at him and looks at Yan Mingya and Zhao Bing. He knew Yan Sui's answer in state F, but not Yan Mingya and Zhao Bing. What's more, Meng Xuan knows that it's hard to let people who don't like to use incense feel like it for the first time.

"The fragrance is very special, I can't say it, but I think it's better than the ordinary flower fragrance."

Yan Minya also received perfume such a gift on his birthday. He used it very little, but he did not feel bad about his taste and taste. Their daily gathering was much more, and the smell from others was naturally less.

Yan Mingya finished saying this, nodded, "like."

Zhao Bing usually talk less, Meng Yan looked over, he also followed a nod, "I also feel like this."

He used Yan Mingya's words, so he didn't have to worry about anything else. Yan Mingya glanced at him. He jerked at the corners of his mouth rigidly, laughing a little ugly.

After hearing the speech, Meng Yi turned his eyes and moved back to Yan Mingya. After thinking for a moment, he said, "take it with you. In the night and in the morning tomorrow, you can smell it more and then tell me the answer."

"Good," said Yan Mingya, then picked up the bouquet and sniffed it from time to time.

Yan Sui picks the scar on Meng's palm, and finally draws his sight back. Meng Yan looks at Yan Sui and waits for him to talk.

"Let's stay for one night and then go back," Yan Sui sees that Meng Yi has no objection. He looks at Zhao Bing. "You send Mingya back, and you'll pick us up at noon tomorrow."

Obviously, Zhao Bing also knew what Yan Sui meant. He nodded, but Yan Mingya had no opinion. He would be inconvenient if he had to live. Moreover, he didn't like to be a light bulb.

It's already more than three o'clock in the afternoon for him and Zhao Bing to have a look. When he returns to the urban area for at least two hours, there will be no further delay.

When they left, they did not forget to take the flowers away. Although Zhao Bing had a paralyzed face, he could also see that he was very happy to receive Meng's flowers.

When they came out of the teahouse, Meng Xuan took back his eyes and looked at Yan Sui, "what are we doing here?"

There were only two of them in the teahouse. Yan Sui didn't control his behavior any more. He got up and sat down on Meng's side. Then he pulled the man into his arms. He bit Meng's earlobe with one mouth and grinded his teeth gently.Meng Yi endured the strange things on his ears, and did not dare to struggle more, but he had more doubts in his heart.

"Yan Sui, it's not dark yet..." Besides, the windows around the teahouse are open, and the door is not locked, so someone may come in at any time.

Yan Sui grinds his teeth and stops. Meng thinks he has guessed it right. He patted Yan Sui's back gently, "darling, you can bear with it."

But Yan Sui couldn't bear it. Meng's earlobe was covered, and the strong feeling brought about by * * instantly made him numb from the top of his head to the tip of his feet.

However, Meng Zhen still did not dare to move. His face turned red, but he did not dare to move. He was afraid that he would move too much, and Yan Sui could not help it. But it's not really a place for them to be intimate.

Yan Sui bullied enough of Meng's earlobe and let go of him a little. But Meng was still trapped in his arm. He opened his eyes and looked at people. His eyes were like peach blossoms moistened by spring rain. The water was beautiful.

Yan Sui's kiss fell down again and fell on Meng's suddenly covered eyelashes. Then he rubbed the corners of his eyes and gently sucked away the glittering and translucent. In his eyes, Meng's cheek was redder. However, he felt shy again and did not reject his intimacy.

Meng Zhen's mind is very easy to understand. If Yan Sui doesn't care, he can also ignore it. He may not understand or help what Yan Sui does, but he will certainly accompany him. He will always choose the same position as Yan Sui.

With this in mind, it's really difficult for Yan Sui to let go of Meng Xuan. He wants to kiss his lips, but he doesn't dare to fall down. Otherwise, he can't help it. Their forehead is against each other, and Yan Sui's mouth leads to some helpless smile.

Meng opened his eyes and saw the light smile. He was still shrinking his body. After a while, he asked, "is it OK?"

Yan Sui hears the helplessness of the corner of his mouth a little more intense, he rubs Meng Yan's hair, a hand holds a person tightly in the bosom, he whispers, "not good."

When a man lives to 28 years old, he should not fall in love and have no intimate contact with anyone. The world is not without its size. However, in the expensive circle of Haicheng, this is absolutely rare and wonderful. But Yan Sui is.

It's hard to explain, except for sexual apathy. Gu Lang many people have said so, and Yan Sui himself feels the same way. But after meeting Meng she, it is no longer. She just misunderstood, but it is not a misunderstanding.

He ate a little vinegar, with the attack will be bullied for a while, bullying out of the feeling, so, he is not good.

This should be a depressing sentence, but Yan Sui said something warm and spoiled. Meng's ears burned even more.

He pondered for a moment, put his head against Yan Sui's neck socket, and then said in a very low voice, "that We're looking for a place where there's no one? " There seems to be no other solution.

When it comes to indulging people, in fact, Meng Fu is not inferior to Yan Sui. Yan Sui also wants to restrain himself and others. Meng is just what Yan Sui wants, what he is willing to give, and sometimes even deliberately wants to make people happy.

Yan Sui didn't speak any more, so he held Meng for a long time and then let go of him.

He looked at Meng's red earlobe, slowly raised his hand and rubbed it. Yu Guang swept the flowers on the table. His tone was a little serious. "Forget it today. You can't send flowers to anyone except me. Remember."

Meng Wen was silent for a long time. Before he opened his mouth, his cheeks burned. It turned out that he had misunderstood him, or was it the kind of misunderstanding he had misunderstood.

He nodded at random, "well."

Yan Sui smiles and kisses both sides of his cheek.

"There's a resort near here. We'll stay one night and go back."

In the past two months, apart from their honeymoon trip, they did not take Meng Fu to play with him. Today, when he made time, he also wanted to make Meng Fu more happy.

Meng Yi is still trapped in a big misunderstanding of the shame, and then nodded.

Yan Sui picked up the bouquet, and then took Meng's hand, "we have to ask the way first."

Meng Yi grabs Yan Sui's hand and nods again.

He was so cute and shy that Yan Sui would really like to turn Meng's misunderstanding into reality in another place. However, now, he can only lead people out of the teahouse with a little regret and ask for the way, so they go to the resort on foot.

It's still a little hot at this time, but it's not unbearable to pick up a shady place and blow the mountain wind.

"Are you from the city?"

When Yan Sui asked for directions, he was heard by a teenager. He followed them for a while. Seeing that they were not in a hurry, he came up to talk.

His eyes swept over, but he chose Yan Sui to ask. Maybe Yan Sui looks more like a city dweller than Meng Yi.

"Yes," Yan Sui answered. He looked at the boy and asked, "why didn't you go to class at this time?"The boy frowned and didn't seem to like the topic very much, but he told the truth, "I've played truant."

"School is boring. I want to go to the city I want to make money. "

It seems that because Yan Sui and Meng Fu are from outside, they let him talk more freely. When no one asked, he said, "I want to make money. If I have money, I can see my grandfather and live a good life for him."

Yan Sui and Meng Yi still did not speak to each other. The little boy continued, "my parents are divorced. My father left a few years ago. He doesn't care about me or my father."

Yan Sui looked over, and he frowned again, "don't tell me the great truth of being a scholar. Mr. Li doesn't know how many times he has told me, but I can show my head slowly. How can my grandfather wait?"

"What's your name?" Meng Xuan turned back and waved to him. The young man looked at Meng Mei and Yan Sui with a slight wariness, and then went a few steps closer.

"This is Lijia village. My name is Li Lan."

"You don't have to pity me. You just tell me what makes the most money in the city," he said

"You'll have an hour's walk to the resort, but I know the shortcut. I'll take you and you'll tell me the answer." He said, glancing at the sky, "my grandfather said it would be thunderstorm in half an hour at most. There was no shelter along the way."

This Li Lan is really a bit smart, grow some black and yellow, people still have a bit of backbone.

"You lead the way."

Yan Sui opens his mouth, but Li Lan doesn't know how much he means to him and his grandfather.

Li Lan ran in front of them when he heard the speech. He didn't chase after his answer now. He found the way and took it to them.

"You city people don't understand the weather here. If it rains, it will rain. When it rains, it will tell you it will rain."

Li Lan Tucao full score, Meng is all he laughed to make complaints about.

"Your grandfather is very good."

"That's it," Li Lan was very close to his grandfather. His chest was very straight, and he was a bit of a teenager.

"Do you also grow flowers in your family?" According to Yan Sui, most of them are flower farmers, and the Li Lan family is also very likely.

Li Lan took a look at the flowers on Yan Sui's hand and gently shook his head, "my grandfather planted it before he was ill, but he couldn't plant it later."

He said and looked at his hand, "I don't understand. My grandfather won't let me learn. Our land has been rented out."

Both of them lived on the land rent, barely enough food and clothing. But if they had to see a doctor and take medicine, they would not have enough money. If there was any old man's mind, he would like to make plans for Li Lan's future.

Three people talk, to the path to the resort, but Li Lan's estimation is also wrong. When they can see the resort, the big rain falls down. Yan Sui takes off his coat and puts it on Meng's head, and Meng LAN puts it on Li Lan's head.

"Your grandfather is ill. You can't be sick."

Meng said also will take off his coat, and then waved to Yan Sui, "we together."

"Good," Yan Sui nodded. He took Meng Yi in one hand and Li Lan's in the other. Three people ran to the resort together.

The rain is getting worse and worse. The whole world is covered in the rain curtain. The shoes step on the ground, and the water flowers gradually appear on the ground. About one kilometer road, all three of them are drenched with cold.

However, thanks to Li Lan, there is still a big difference between ten minutes and half an hour.