Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

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Meng Jing made a grimace, "No, my wife and I are getting along, you don't think too much." Looking at Song Ruo, "Tomorrow night, we will have a green banquet, Ruoruo, let's go together."

Song Ruo nodded.She could see clearly, when the whale spoke, his eyes passed Xie Qiong who was sitting beside her coldly.

It was cold, and Meng Jing stopped riding his motorcycle to pick up his fiancée, fearing that the wind would hurt her badly.

The two went honestly in the car driven by Old Yang.

Meng Jing was still speechless on the way.She didn't talk, Song Ruo originally liked to be quiet, let alone talk, so she was very silent along the way.It made Lao Yang feel a lot of psychological pressure. The weather was so cold and the heater was not turned on in the car. He was so anxious that he just sweated.

The wrap-up banquet was held at the Venus Hotel in Huashi.

At the beginning, the atmosphere was very good, just like any normal crew that gets along harmoniously and expects a big hit at the box office.

Until Chen Xuan had an urgent matter to leave the venue halfway, Ni Jun followed.The situation started to get out of control, and it became crazy.

A staff member came to Song Ruo to toast, "Although I know that Ruoruo is still young, it is not interesting to replace wine with fruit juice. I still hope you can drink some. I will drink white, and Ruoruo will drink some beer. Those who become superstars, don’t forget to support us when the time comes.”

That is to say, relying on Song Ruo's gentle look at Meng Jing not far away, no one would dare to ask her like this.

Standing less than ten steps away from his fiancée, Meng Jing saw the small medicine bottle reaching out to pick up the half glass of beer that the explosive head had just poured out, thinking she was taking it for a show, seeing that she took it up and drank it, I couldn't help being startled, this little thing, out of control, took two steps forward, took the wine glass in his hand, smiled and said to the group of people, "I'll drink it, I'll drink it, respectfully, I'll drink it. "

The crowd booed, "Xiao Meng is willing to drink that better, but what's the relationship between you? Why did you block the wine for Ruoruo?"

Meng Jing opened her mouth and was about to speak, but from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her fiancée's nervous look, and changed her words temporarily, "It's not Meng Jing who is drinking for Song Ruo, it's Zheng Suixin who is acting for Jing Zhi'an—"

After Meng Jing drank that cup, someone wanted to take the opportunity to "give a toast to Mr. Meng." Song Ruo stopped in the middle and said solemnly, "She is not an adult yet, so she can't drink too much, please forgive me."

Tone has become a business-like dean again.

Meng Jing was stopped behind her, pursing her lips and just laughing.After so many days, she wanted to see when and how her fiancée would coax her.It's a pity that the small medicine bottle is busy with study and work, so he is calm and composed like a breeze and a bright moon.But after what happened just now, she was satisfied.The fiancée still loves her.

At best, Song Ruo only drank two sips of wine, and after a few minutes, his whole body became hot, and his face was also exposed.After Ni Jun settled down her boyfriend and rushed back, she said to go out to let the air in, left the hotel lobby, sat down in the vast square in front of the hotel, and even had the urge to take off her shoes.

The cold air outside the room woke her up, but her cheeks were still hot, she held her face and whimpered.There was a slight cool wind blowing by the ears, and the blowing on the face was very comfortable.She rubbed her eyes, and she realized that it was the pouting face of a whale.

"Meng Jing." She called her softly, with a slightly blurred look in her eyes.

"Don't call me, you're still angry." Meng Jing's palm kept fanning her, with a look of feigned anger on his face.

"Why are you angry?" She gently pinched the sperm whale's face.

Meng Jing pulled down her little paw and held it in the palm of her hand, "Hey, only you know this, so tell me."

The fiancée, who is half-drinking, is much more relaxed, but her articulate words are clear and her articulation is accurate, just to the extent that it is convenient to speak the truth after drinking without causing fragmentation afterwards.

"I don't know you whales." Song Ruo pouted slightly.

The rosy lips are close at hand, like roses, which is a fatal temptation.

Meng Jing really wanted to go up and kiss in fancy ways, but if she didn't speak clearly, it would be very difficult to do in the future. From now on, the little medicine bottle would run amok and walk in the rain with whomever she wanted. She didn't care when it was over, anyway, Meng Jing was so It's so coaxing, just kiss twice?

That won't work, I will soon become a sweet and sour whale.

Restraint restraint restraint.

"Because Ruoruo won't confess." Meng Jing sat down beside her and held her shoulder.

Song Ruo lowered her eyelashes and thought for a while, then nodded, "Frankly, when I was in the United States, I went to see Qin Meng, she is your little wife..."

Meng Jing was no stranger to the fiancée whose head exploded into the sky, and nodded calmly, "Well, Qin Meng, what else?"

"There is more?" Song Ruo murmured, "It's gone."

Meng Jing pouted.A gust of north wind passed by, and the square was not even covered, and the little fiancée shivered.Meng Jing unbuttoned her coat, wrapped the small medicine bottle in her arms, and tied the skirts together. Song Ruo raised her face and leaned on her shoulder, just in time to see the whale's pointed chin.She stretched out her hand and scratched it, as if to test whether she was afraid of itchiness.

Meng Jing looked down at her and smiled.

Song Ruo withdrew her hand a little embarrassedly, and shrank into Meng Jing's coat.

The two cuddled together in the cold wind for a while, Song Ruo said, "It's not cold anymore, let me go."

"If you don't let him go, you'll be in confinement. Reflect on yourself." Meng Jing said coldly.

Song Ruo, who had been locked up for half a day, felt warm all over, and reflected on the result, "I just gave someone an umbrella."

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