my wife

Where in life do not meet, where in life is not bloody!Often, the more bloody encounters, the more JQ flavors. On the road of love between several people, if you don't want to be cannon fodder, it depends on who can sprinkle this vulgar blood in an elegant and sensational way.And Mu Ning is the one who can sing this bloody song elegantly and sensationally.

What is she singing now?The old lovers met occasionally, but they were both different from each other, so they became strangers to Jun, but the sad eyes still showed that my body already belonged to someone else, but my heart only belongs to you in this life, which made Ling Meinan's heart ache. Tangle, and then the two can continue to have JQ entanglements?

"What a coincidence!"

skillful?Even if she was killed, she would not believe that such a coincidence happened in this world. As soon as their front feet came out, she followed her back.

Jing Jing glanced at Mu Ning and the man next to her. Mu Ning was also looking at her, and nodded at her with a smile.

Mu Ning wore a green chiffon skirt today, which accentuated her white jade-like snow muscles. Her black hair was loosely tied up. The overall shape was indescribably beautiful. She glanced at her arm The man showed them an embarrassed smile, "Jiacheng is rather shy and doesn't like meeting strangers very much. Let's find another seat."

Ka-shing, Li Ka-shing?Dora's name!Now, someone who is either rich or noble would not have the guts to take this name, and judging from his clothes, he is not a social elite, and he is most likely a rich second generation.

Quietly glanced at Ling Meinan, now he just has a silent face, light eyes, light expression, but there is an imperceptible solemnity in his silent eyes.

She kicked Ling Meinan with her foot, and then raised a bright smile, "Since this is the case, then we won't force it."

"What are you doing?" Ling Xiwen looked at her and asked with a frown.

Ask her what to do?How could he ask such an obvious question?At this time, he shouldn't have stepped forward to hold Mu Ning's hand, and said affectionately, "Don't go, don't go..."

"It's okay, I accidentally twitched my foot just now, I accidentally twitched..." An Jing lowered her head and smiled.If Ling Meinan didn't respond, she couldn't push him as a wife. If so, she was too active as a wife.

Mu Ning picked a table not far from them, and that gentleman from Jiacheng opened the table for her.An Jing raised her chin and looked at this scene, revealing a thoughtful look.

Ling Meinan gave her a displeased look, "Don't keep staring at others."

An Jing curled her lips and looked away, "That... Is Jiacheng from Hong Kong?"

Ling Xiwen didn't answer her question, but said lightly, "Let's go, didn't you say you still want to visit the night market?" Then he called the proprietress to come and pay the bill, and after paying the bill, he stood up and walked out.

Quiet smiled resentfully, then stood up, took Qiao Qiao's hand, and followed Ling Xiwen's footsteps.

"Mom..." Li Qiao raised his head and glanced at her, hesitant to speak.

Jing Jing gave him a reassuring smile, "Son, don't get entangled, be careful to get your heart entangled in one place, and don't worry about the things between adults, I will take you to eat later." Something better to eat..."

With a bitter face, Li Qiao complained, "Still eating..."

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The night market in Wuzhen is not as noisy as other night markets. There are no bright neon lights here, only dim street lights; there are no luxurious large commercial buildings, only sporadic roadside stalls and small shops, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Ling Meinan is holding Qiao Qiao's left hand, she is holding Qiao Qiao's right hand, the warm summer wind is blowing towards her face, she deliberately suppresses the scene of meeting Mu Ning just now, and her mood becomes comfortable and leisurely up.

Li Qiao raised his face and asked her, "Mom, I like this place, shall we come here often in the future?"

Quietly looked at Ling Xiwen, "Here, the benefactor is over there, ask him..."

Ling Xiwen picked up Qiao Qiao, "We'll come back next time when Mom and Dad are free."

Qiao Qiao turned over his father's collar, "Then how long will it be from this time to the next time?"

Ling Xiwen glanced at An Jing, smiled, and didn't answer.

Jing Jing smiled brightly, and did not answer Qiao Qiao's question, but changed the subject, pointing to a small shop not far away, "The stinky tofu here is very special, do you want a bowl?"

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The romance theorem proves that handsome guys seldom like to eat stinky tofu, and it's true.Ling Meinan is undoubtedly a god-level handsome guy, Li Qiao is a young gentleman, and the handsome guy's true qualities have already begun to take shape.Because they are handsome guys, neither of them cares about stinky tofu.

When she came back with a bowl of stinky tofu, the Ling family father and son frowned in unison.

Jing Jing did not curl her lips, thought for a while and said, "Only with a clean mouth can you enjoy the delicious taste of stinky tofu; only with clean eyes can you appreciate the peacock spreading its tail; only a pure piglet can appreciate the beauty of a sow..."

Before she finished speaking, Jojo said to her, "So I think my mother is the most beautiful."

Quietly and triumphantly, she raised her eyebrows at Ling Meinan, "My son is caring, my caring little pig..." After speaking, she hummed a song about stinky tofu that she had learned in a variety show, "Fire There are everything in the palace, food, snacks, hot sweet wine, fried tofu is delicious, sister dumplings belong to Erjiang, all kinds of snacks are endless, and the diners are happy to laugh... laugh..."

After visiting the night market, it was almost 10 o'clock. Although Qiaoqiao was full of curiosity, he finally fell asleep on Ling Meinan's shoulder. Because Ling Meinan didn't drive, they decided to walk back along the river bank.

At this time, Wuzhen was already very quiet, and the dark street lamps by the road stretched Ling Meinan's shadow to the elders. He walked quietly on Ling Meinan's shadow, and walked step by step to play with his shadow.

"About Mu Ning..." Ling Xiwen said suddenly.

"Let's not mention her in front of Qiao Qiao, shall we?" An Jing looked up at him, with a pair of star-like eyes shining with a gleam.

Ling Xiwen was silent for a while, and his faint voice seemed to come from afar, "Quiet, in fact, I have nothing to do with Mu Ning..."

She was stunned, as if she had poured a bottle of sweet and sour sauce on it, sour, sweet, astringent, all kinds of flavors, before she figured out why she was sour and why she was sweet, why When Han had such an emotional reaction, he had already opened his mouth and said, "Actually, you don't need to explain anything to me. I am Tao Jingjing, not Zhou Ruohan." What he said was often faster than what he thought in his heart, and it was not accurate. .

Ling Xiwen chuckled, did not speak, and resumed his usual silent expression.

Ling Meinan's silence made her heart tangled up. When she wanted to say something, she couldn't find a topic. When she found a topic, the words she was about to say got stuck in her mouth.

But silence here is really uncomfortable, "Hehe..." She laughed a few times dryly, "There are so many stars."

Ling Meinan didn't speak, and continued to walk forward with Qiaoqiao in his arms.

She laughed a few times and followed Ling Meinan's footsteps, "The moon is quite round too..."

The cool breeze blew away her nonsense again, and she continued to work hard, "It seems that the moon is not as many as the stars...it's not...it's bright..."

Ling Xiwen finally stopped, frowned, and looked at her, "It's very noisy..."

Quietly shutting his mouth, he looked up at the sky full of stars, his face full of excitement.

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Back at the hotel, Ling Meinan carried Qiao Qiao to a small bed in the small room upstairs. She covered Qiao Qiao with a thin quilt, and then walked out with Ling Meinan in hand and foot. When she came out, she habitually Close the door of the room.

She smiled at Ling Meinan who was standing next to her, "Good night, go to bed early."

Ling Xiwen didn't show any expression, and said after a pause, "Where do you sleep?"

Quietly looking at the surrounding rooms, it suddenly occurred to me that this is not Ling's house. There are as many rooms as small boxes. This small suite has one room, one small room, and a small study room. It is a standard suite design for a family of three.

But they are a fake family, a fake couple, and a fake love.

Quiet thought for a while, then whispered, "Hehe...this seems to be a problem..."

"How about I sleep in the room and you sleep in the study?" An Jing smiled.

Ling Meinan looked at her fixedly.

She thought he didn't agree, so she hesitated and said, "Then I'll feel wronged, I sleep in the study, you sleep in the room."

Ling Meinan didn't mean to refuse, but he didn't show any sign of approval either. He glanced at her, his star-studded pupils fixed on her face, and then called her in a low voice, "Quiet."

This gentle low call was full of ambiguity, and there was a lingering feeling between her lips when she spit it out. Her heartbeat was thumped by Ling Meinan's low call. When she looked up at him, Ling Xiwen's head was already Approaching her, his black pupils shimmered faintly.

Her expression froze, and when she felt that she had to say something at this time, Ling Meinan's lips had already covered hers.

Reflexively, she wanted to reach out and push him away, but Ling Meinan seemed to be on guard, grabbing her hands with one hand and her head with the other. She was tightly held by him under his arms, unable to move.

Ling Xiwen's warm tongue slid over the corner of her mouth, rubbing it gently, tasting it lightly.

If her heartbeat was beating wildly before, now her heartbeat has stopped abruptly, and she feels like she is almost in shock.

After a long time, Ling Meinan let go of her, and then stared at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes.

At this time, she must say something, she calmed down, "Just now... what did you..." Nonsense!What nonsense!But she really can't say anything but nonsense.

"Aren't you clear? If you don't, we can do it again..." Ling Meinan's expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

Jing Jing felt uncomfortable. Was it just an illusion that she was kissed just now?

"It tastes bad." Ling Meinan said suddenly, "It smells like stinky tofu."

She was about to explode, but when she heard his words, her anger subsided.

Just when she was thinking about getting back some legal rights for herself, Ling Meinan said lightly, "Because you are very slow, so I think I should do something to let you understand."