The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

At the beginning of December, the weather is getting colder.

Meng Jingyue woke up early, looking at his little wife sleeping beside him with rosy cheeks, and felt a deep sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Pan Shu sleeps lightly.

As soon as he moved, Pan Shu frowned slightly and let out a sigh.

But the sleepiness was still there. She opened her eyes slightly, glanced out the window, and then looked at Meng Jingyue, "Does your leg hurt again?"

As he spoke, he put his hands into his pants and kneaded them gently.

Meng Jingyue was caught off guard by such a touch, and suddenly groaned. He held Ban Shu's snow-white and slender wrist like jade, "Don't move, I don't feel any pain."

"Then why did you wake up so early? Go to sleep for a while."

She snoozes.

Meng Jingyue also knew.

He reluctantly lowered his head and smacked the girl's soft lips, "I have something to take care of. I'll bring you Zhai Ji's Butterfly Cake when I come back tonight."

After waiting for a while, Meng Jingyue saw his little wife falling asleep again in the dark.

He couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

I just think she is so cute.

He gently tucked her in and got out of bed.

When Pan Shu woke up, Meng Jingyue was no longer at the house. Pan Shu then remembered that he said he had something to deal with in the morning.

The Meng family is involved in a wide range of industries.

The Meng family is involved in all walks of life, ranging from garment factories to arms development.

Now that the current situation is sensitive and turbulent, the Meng family has become the target of the higher-ups' efforts to win over. If it weren't for Meng Jingyue's poor health and an early death, and Meng Jingchi's lack of usefulness, otherwise the Meng family would have become a thorn in the flesh.

Pan Shu held her chin up.

I thought casually that Meng Jingyue seemed to be unable to come back tonight.

The Japanese have placed manpower in the hotel early, and it is estimated that it will not be long before they take action.

The howling winter day gets dark quickly.

Thick clouds were lingering, and a few sparse stars made the pitch-black night even more gloomy.

"Young Madam, it seems that the eldest young master will not be back tonight, why don't you go to bed first?" Xiao Tao looked at Pan Shu who was feeling sleepy with distress.

"I'll wait a little longer..."

Before he could even finish his words, Ah Fu ran over panting, with an anxious look on his face, "It's not good!"

"The Ocean Hotel where the eldest young master is staying was attacked by Japanese people!"

The girl's face suddenly turned pale.

The slender and fragile body was crumbling.

"Then...how is he now?"

"I don't know the situation yet..." Ah Fu didn't dare to say that the eldest young master might be in danger.

Suddenly, a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, the sky was dark, the thunder was deafening, and the torrential rain soon fell heavily and painfully.

Xiaotao's face had already been filled with tears, "Young madam, please go back to the house first!"

"You go back first."

Pan Shu smiled reluctantly, her face as pale as white paper.

Although Xiao Tao and Ah Fu were worried, they had no choice but to ask them twice more before leaving.

A tall and thin figure was hidden in the darkness.

Pan Shu glanced over lightly, her face still looking grief-stricken.

So fragile that it looks like it's about to fall down at any moment.

Her pale complexion diluted the beauty of her eyebrows, making her whole person look more pitiful and innocent, which made people feel heartbroken just looking at her.

Meng Jingchi didn't know why he came here.

It was just thunder.Would she be afraid?

Coupled with the eldest brother's matter, he was always worried that something might happen to her.

But he forgot.

He was also the one who wanted Pan Shu to die in the first place.

For a long time, the clothes on his body were soaked by the rain. The cold and biting wind in early winter penetrated the wet clothes, and even the bones were chilly.

Meng Jingchi took two steps forward.

His lips moved, "Let's go back to the house first, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

The girl was startled to notice the young man standing behind her. She turned her head, her eyes were red, and tears rolled down her hot skin, "When did you come?"

The voice was choked and trembling.

Poor dead.

Meng Jingchi thought awkwardly.

The next moment, he touched her pale face again, and her heart throbbed.

The young man forcefully put his arms around Ban Shu's slender waist and led her into the house. His voice was dull and hoarse, accompanied by the sound of thunder. "Look how red your face is. You are a child and you have a fever." You don’t even know that you fell down before my brother came back..."

Pan Shu's consciousness was also a little blurry.

Meng Jingchi stretched out his hand to feel the temperature on her forehead. Just as he was about to stop, the girl hugged his arm tightly, as if she had found something comfortable.

Hold on tightly.

Meng Jingchi was stiff for a moment.

But he soon regained his senses and wanted to withdraw his hand. After all, he was wet all over, and so was she. It was not comfortable to be close to each other, and it would make her disease worse.

Under the dim light, the young man's expression was soft and helpless.

"Hey, let go first and I'll take off my clothes."

The next second, Pan Shu opened her eyes in confusion and said "oh" obediently.

Meng Jingchi had never seen her look like this.

Well-behaved, beautiful, and pitiful.

The destructive desire that had been dormant in his bones for several years burst out almost instantly.

He took a deep breath.

Tell yourself that this is your eldest brother's woman, she is cunning and hypocritical, maybe she is also acting now...

But the wet and sticky clothes on his body were really uncomfortable. Meng Jingchi took off his clothes and quickly took out Meng Jingyue's clothes from the closet next to him and put them on.

Young masters who have returned to China prefer to wear suits and coats.

As for Meng Jingyue, the green robe and moon-white robe often worn by literati are conservative and elegant.

Because of panic, Meng Jingchi tied two buttons haphazardly and gave up. He quickly walked to the bed to see Pan Shu's condition.

"Okay... so uncomfortable..."

He leaned closer, and his earlobe touched her gently twitching red lips, like a feather fidgeting.

So itchy.

He pursed his lips.

Meng Jingchi straightened up, his dark peach eyes filled with opaque emotions. He stared at Pan Shu quietly for a while, "I'll help you take off your clothes, otherwise you will feel even more uncomfortable..."

His voice was hoarse.

His fingertips trembled, slowly falling on the girl's slender white neck, and slowly sliding down, "Who am I...?"

The girl's closed eyes opened a slit, she glanced at him, and then she put her hands around the boy's neck and whispered in his ear, "Why are the buttons of my clothes so messy today..."

Meng Jingchi's fingertips trembled and he raised his eyes silently.

The buttons have been undone.

A small half of her fair and soft round body was exposed.

Due to the fever, the girl's skin as white as cold jade was glowing with a light pink color, and her delicate and beautiful facial features exuded an almost natural charm.

The boy's Adam's apple rolled for a moment.

He looked away fiercely, his heart beating rapidly.

She recognized him as a big brother.

Lightning flashed across the sky outside the window, and the dark room suddenly became as bright as day. The crazy lust in the young man's eyes swept over him like a destructive force.

She likes his——

and so.

Why can big brother do it but he can't?