The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

"No problem." Su Jingxing nodded, just arrived at a traffic light intersection, stepped on the brake lightly, and stopped at the intersection.

Meng Zhuyao looked at the road ahead: "That's right!"

"Take it." Su Jingxing took out a card from his pocket and threw it into Meng Zhuyao's arms: "Whatever you want to buy in the future, you can buy it yourself."

What?

Meng Zhuyao looked at the card in her bosom and was stunned, what the hell is this?

"Xiaojing—" Meng Zhuyao reached out and touched Su Jingxing's forehead: "I don't have a fever, this is not filming, don't just throw the card at every turn."

Besides, Su Jingxing doesn't have a job now, doesn't all his money belong to the Su family, if Qi Guanmei finds out, then he doesn't know how to arrange her!
"Aren't you afraid that I will spend money indiscriminately? Then you can buy whatever you want in the future, and swipe my card, and treat it as a gift from me."

"Are you rich?" Meng Zhuyao asked, blinking her eyes.

Su Jingxing nodded: "This is the money I won from playing e-sports, it should be quite a lot!"

He didn't remember the exact number, anyway, it was enough for Meng Zhuyao to go shopping like crazy.

"How much is your prize money for a match?" Meng Zhuyao asked curiously.

Su Jingxing smiled and didn't say anything. Just when the green light came on, he lightly stepped on the clutch and kept up with the speed of the car in front.

"Hey, tell me!" Meng Zhuyao pressed, "How many digits are there?"

According to the extent of Su Jingxing's popularity on the Internet, there should be a lot of prize money in this competition!

This... Meng Zhuyao touched the hot card in her bosom, it might be a huge sum of money!

"I haven't counted, anyway, you won't die of starvation."

Meng Zhuyao bit her lip, struggled for a long time, and put the card back into his arms: "I can't take this. We are not related, how can I take your money!"

She almost blurted out 'hard-earned money', after all, this money was accumulated by Su Jingxing from one match after another.

He is about to graduate soon, and there are many places to spend money!
Su Jingxing threw it back directly: "If it's given to you, it's yours."

Meng Zhuyao scratched her head, this man's temper is still on the rise, so forget it, let's keep it first, it doesn't cost his money anyway, it doesn't matter who the card is with.

Su Jingxing took Meng Zhuyao to the place to eat first, after all, he had the strength to play when he was full!

It's an internet celebrity restaurant that has become quite popular recently. Meng Zhuyao had been checking Weibo that day, and when she saw this, she wanted to go there. Unexpectedly, Su Jingxing actually remembered it.

Really caring.

The two of them walked towards the store together, but she forgot that there must be someone in the internet celebrity restaurant who would pay attention to the news on the Internet, so Su Jingxing, a walking hormone, must not be able to escape the eyes of these female internet celebrities.

"Su Jingxing." Meng Zhuyao tugged at the hem of his clothes and called him.

Su Jingxing turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Lower your head." Meng Zhuyao said.

Although Su Jingxing was puzzled as to why Meng Zhuyao asked him to bow his head, he still obediently bent down and lowered his head, bringing his face closer to Meng Zhuyao's.

Meng Zhuyao took out a pair of round-frame glasses from her bag, and took out a disposable mask for Su Jingxing to put on, "This will be fine."

The glasses are usually worn by her to prevent blue light when she goes to work, so it is just right for Su Jingxing to wear them.

"Why do you have to do this?" Su Jingxing scratched his head, and saw himself printed upside down on the glass at the door, with a very weird look.

Meng Zhuyao stared: "Didn't you notice that there are many ambiguous eyes looking at you?"

Hearing this, Su Jingxing looked around, it seemed that there were quite a few girls looking at him.

So, he didn't say anything, actually 'fully armed' was pretty good, and accompanied Meng Zhuyao into the restaurant.

After being seated, the waiter kindly brought a fruit platter and sour plum juice, Meng Zhuyao poured a glass, took a sip, and then sighed comfortably: "Summer is really uncomfortable, I feel sweaty everywhere. "

"Housewives don't need to go out!" Su Jingxing said casually.

"As a woman in the new era, how can she be such a spineless housewife!" Meng Zhuyao retorted: "And no one wants to marry me as a yellow-faced woman!"

"I am willing."

Meng Zhuyao swallowed, how could she have forgotten the promise made by the big guy opposite in France?
You can't flirt casually, no!
"Well... what do you eat?" Meng Zhuyao flipped through the menu casually, and saw that they were all Sichuan dishes, so she took the initiative to ask Su Jingxing's opinion: "It seems that only tofu, cabbage and tomato egg soup are not spicy anymore, and you can't eat spicy food of."

"You decide."

Su Jingxing took off his mask and sunglasses, unbuttoned his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.

Just this casual movement caused the girls around to call him so handsome, Meng Zhuyao glanced angrily, it seemed that he was quite handsome.

"Attract bees and butterflies."

Su Jingxing didn't hear Meng Zhuyao's words: "What did you say?"

"fine."

Meng Zhuyao lowered her head, covered her heart that was beating wildly because of the hormones emitted by Su Jingxing, and hurriedly ordered a few dishes.

Meng Zhuyao ordered a large pot of fish with pickled vegetables, and some light vegetarian dishes and soup, such as spicy chicken and troublesome tofu.

The restaurant serves the food very quickly, and everything is served in a short while.

Xia Tian didn't have a good appetite, but when she saw the red spicy chicken, Meng Zhuyao felt her saliva was about to flow out, and instantly moved her index finger.

"Xiaojing, finish your soup first to warm your stomach." Meng Zhuyao ordered while eating, "Don't forget your stomach, don't eat too spicy."

"Okay." The corners of Su Jingxing's mouth rose slightly, and he filled a bowl of egg soup very obediently. After drinking it, he took a few mouthfuls of pickled fish. It tasted really good.

While eating, Su Jingxing suddenly asked, "How are you and Meng Yuzhou doing recently?"

Meng Zhuyao was stunned for a moment before realizing what Su Jingxing was talking about: "You've seen the things on the Internet, so let's just do that!"

"Reconciliation as before?" Su Jingxing picked up a chopstick dish for Meng Zhuyao, and asked in a seemingly casual tone.

Meng Zhuyao sighed: "That's right, he and I were originally incompatible, but now we are 'reconciled as before'!"

"Yaoyao, do you feel wronged?" Su Jingxing asked.

"There is nothing to be wronged." Meng Zhuyao laughed: "This is what I want to do, even if there is a wrong, I have to bear it."

"Meng Yuzhou made things difficult for you?"

"No, how dare he embarrass me, it's too late to coax me!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Zhuyao and Su Jingxing were obviously taken aback, why didn't they open which pot and which pot to lift?

Mentioning Meng Yuzhou at this time...Meng Zhuyao wished he could bite off his tongue. Isn't this obviously making Su Jingxing unhappy!
"That...Xiao Jing, I was joking." Meng Zhuyao smiled awkwardly: "That Meng Yuzhou is just as cold as that, and for my father's sake, he doesn't dare to embarrass me."

"Yaoyao." Su Jingxing suddenly looked at her seriously: "You remember, I will always be waiting for you at the same place."

Meng Zhuyao felt uncomfortable being stared into by Su Jingxing's deep eyes, "Okay."

"If you are not happy, you can turn around at any time, and I will wait for you at the same place."

Hearing this, Meng Zhuyao's heart skipped a beat.

These days, I'm used to being strong, used to carrying everything by myself, and suddenly hearing Su Jingxing say such warm words, I feel my nose sore.

In the eye sockets, it seemed that something was about to rush out.

Although she kept saying that she had no feelings for Su Jingxing anymore, but only she knew best what she felt in her heart.

Ever since she agreed to Su Jinlan's conditions, her originally clear relationship with Su Jingxing has become more and more ambiguous.

The worst thing was her heart, which started to be attached to and enjoy this kind of ambiguity.

It seemed that she was really fascinated by sex.

Later, Meng Zhuyao didn't speak, and Su Jingxing didn't speak anymore. After eating, Su Jingxing sent Meng Zhuyao home. She was a little tired and fell asleep on the way.

After reaching the door, Su Jingxing took out the key card from Meng Zhuyao's bag, carried her into the room.

Meng Zhuyao was really thin, and she was so soft that Su Jingxing held her in his arms for fear of hurting her.

Gently putting Meng Zhuyao on the bed, Su Jingxing covered her with the quilt and prepared to leave.

After thinking about it, he went to the bathroom and twisted a towel for Meng Zhuyao to wipe off the sweat on her body.

After everything happened last night, Su Jingxing sat by the bed and looked at Meng Zhuyao quietly.He didn't know why she moved out of Meng's house to this villa, but seeing the blue under her eyelids, he still felt distressed unconsciously.

She is just too strong. What kind of person is Meng Yuzhou?

If it wasn't for her sister's support behind her back, Meng Zhuyao might not know where to cry!
Feeling the hot eyes staring at her, Meng Zhuyao opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Su Jingxing sitting in front of her.

"Xiaojing..." Meng Zhuyao checked that she was in her own room: "Did you send me back?"

Su Jingxing nodded, his eyes were gentle: "You fell asleep, I found the key card in your bag, and came in."

"Thank you." Meng Zhuyao didn't know why, but every time she was by Su Jingxing's side, she could fall asleep peacefully, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest earlier!"

"Yaoyao, why did you move out?"

"You want to know?" Meng Zhuyao's eyes were full of smiles, "Aren't I afraid that it would be unsafe for some people to open the windows?"

"Are you worried about me?" Su Jingxing's eyes were burning.

Meng Zhuyao raised her head, and her clear eyes met Su Jingxing's: "I'm worried that one day my security will call you as a flower picker and call the police."

"The Flower Picker?" Su Jingxing frowned slightly: "Then, should I do something worthy of the title of Flower Picker?"

"What...what do you mean?" Meng Zhuyao was stared at by Su Jingxing's fiery gaze, and her heart felt furious: "Xiaojing..."