Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

"aunt?"

Mother Wei came back to her senses and hurried up.

"Try it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Meng Qingning said softly.

Hearing this, Mother Wei was a little embarrassed, she shook her head and said, "No need, after all, you spent a lot on buying this bracelet just now."

"It doesn't matter, there is not much money, the most important thing is that you like it."

Is this what being rich feels like?

60 doesn't feel like much money?

Mother Wei finally went to try on that dress, and finally the shopping guide brought her another one. The shopping guide of this shop was very kind, probably recognized the brand on Meng Qingning's body, or maybe recognized the dress on Mother Wei's hand. jewelry brand bag.

So the attitude towards them is simply amiable.

In the end, Mother Wei bought two skirts and two tops.

When the three of them came out of the mall, Xiaopang carried a bunch of bags in his hands, all of which were things bought for Mother Wei.

"Ajue should be off work soon. Let's go back at this time. Auntie will make dinner for you. What do you want to eat?"

Compared with before entering the mall, Mother Wei's attitude towards Meng Qingning has changed 360 degrees.

"Ningning, do you have something you like to eat? Tell your aunt, she will make it for you."

Meng Qingning also noticed the change in her attitude towards him, and she said a few things she liked, and Mother Wei didn't feel bored, so she responded to them one by one.

"Then go directly to the market to buy some, and we'll go home and prepare dinner after shopping."

"it is good."

On the way back, Mother Wei stopped taking the co-pilot and followed Meng Qingning in the back seat, asking her kindly.

"How's the injury on your foot? I've been walking around all afternoon, and I didn't ask you if it hurts."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning smiled slightly.

"It doesn't hurt. I'm wearing a tutu, so I can't touch the wound."

Walking does not have much impact, but if you rub your skin, it will be uncomfortable.

"You girl, don't be sorry for the pain. Thank you for spending the afternoon with your aunt, but does your injury affect your dancing? In the future, you'd better not go into the kitchen. What if a girl has some scars on her body?" If you don’t look good, you should be beautiful all day long.”

Meng Qingning nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Relationships, attitudes, completely changed.

Meng Qingning's eyes flickered. In fact, she didn't deliberately try to please Wei Jue's mother. She just felt that if she misunderstood something, she didn't explain it herself, so it was unnecessary.

It's better to just push the boat with the current, let her like herself, and live a more comfortable life, that's all.

Wei Jue didn't work overtime today and came back early.

After entering the house, I found that the atmosphere in the house was very harmonious.

Mother was cooking in the kitchen, Xiaopang was watching TV in the living room, and as for Meng Qingning... there was no one in sight.

Wei Jue took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and Mother Wei came out when he heard the sound.

"Ajue is back, are you tired? The meal won't be ready for a while, you go to see how Ning Ning's leg injury is, and call her out for dinner when she's all right."

His tone was so gentle that he didn't look like a person at noon.

Wei Jue pursed his thin lips, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll go see her."

"Go, go, mom's meal is almost ready, if she is seriously injured, you have to take her to see it again, don't delay."

After speaking, Mother Wei went into the kitchen.

Wei Jue's eyes fell on Xiaopang's face, "What's going on?"

So Xiao Pang talked about what happened in the mall in the afternoon. At first, Xiao Pang talked at length, Wei Jue hurriedly went to the room to see Meng Qingning, so he frowned and said, "Let's get to the point."

So Xiaopang simplified his language: "When I went to the mall in the afternoon, someone wanted to see my aunt's jokes. The eldest lady helped her out and brought my aunt to buy a lot of jewelry and clothes."

Hearing this, what else does Wei Jue not understand?
Fatty: "Brother Wei, you didn't tell your aunt about the identity of the eldest lady?"

Wei Jue said flatly, "I forgot."

"Oh, the eldest lady is very kind to my aunt. I think my aunt didn't want to talk to her at first, but the eldest lady is not angry."

"Ah."

Wei Jue was still very surprised by this point.

According to her attitude towards him, Wei Jue can be sure that she should have no feelings for him yet.

However, she is willing to respect her mother.

But actually Wei Jue didn't want her to be wronged.

She should live happily ever after.

When the door of the room was pushed open, Meng Qingning had already changed into shorts and was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

After shopping all afternoon, I was too tired.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, she muttered: "Xiao Pang, I won't eat dinner for now, I want to sleep for a while."

Anyway, Mother Wei's attitude towards her has changed now, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to lie down for a while longer.

"Tired, or the wound hurts?"

What responded to her was a slightly cold male voice.

Meng Qingning gave a sudden pause and looked up, only to realize that it was Wei Jue who had returned.

"Are you off work?" The girl's voice was soft, and she didn't want to sit up when she saw him, so she lay there with half-closed eyes, "I'm not tired, and the wound doesn't hurt, I just want to lie on the bed."

Wei Jue glanced at her wound.

It really doesn't look like a big problem.

But he was still worried, "Did you take the medicine?"

"Wipe it."

"Where did you put it?"

Wei Jue bent down, looking for her medicine, Meng Qingning lazily said: "Put it in the bag when you come back."

Wei Jue found her bag, took out the ointment from it, and sat down beside the bed.

"I put on the ointment when I got back."

"Apply it more often, and it will heal faster." Wei Jue's fingertips were covered with white cold cream, and he applied it to the skin of her thighs.

Meng Qingning is actually quite sensitive.

And there are quite a lot of sensitive places, such as her waist, such as her legs...

It didn't matter when she touched it by herself, but when Wei Jue applied it with his fingers like this, she felt itchy, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back.

On the other hand, Wei Jue realized that she wanted to escape, so he grabbed her thin white ankle with his other hand, and said coldly, "What are you hiding from?"

Meng Qingning struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so she could only pouted her lips and said, "Wei Jue, itches."

Hearing this, Wei Jue's fingertips trembled.

Turning her head, she saw Meng Qingning leaning there tenderly and looking at herself, Qing Lingling's eyes seemed to be shining with starlight.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, retracted his eyes, suppressed the turbulent thoughts that were easily aroused in his heart, and said coldly: "You have to bear the itch, who made you so clumsy."

Meng Qingning was not angry, and even followed his words.

"He is just clumsy and needs someone to take care of him."

Wei Jue: "...Are you quite proud?"

Meng Qingning snorted softly: "Then if you don't want to, you don't have to take care of me. I didn't ask you. There are so many people who like me, so many people want to take care of me."

Hearing this, Wei Jue frowned fiercely, and held her ankle with a little strength, it didn't hurt, but he could feel the strength.

Then, he sneered and said, "Let others take care of you? Don't even think about it, anyway, you have no chance in this life."