Something is wrong with the fiancee [Transmigration Book]

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Meng Jing raised her hand and shook her face, full of annoyance.It turned out to be a dream!The scene of the small medicine bottle showing weakness was actually her wishful thinking and daydreaming!It just doesn't make sense.She imagined the angry image of the gorilla beating its chest, but she couldn't really put it into practice, her small face was wrinkled, because she was angry with herself.

It turned out that she was such a dissatisfied person, and she had reached the end in this way with her wife last night, but she still wanted to do this to her in a dream!

Isn't this a crazy monster?

Will she be turned on by his wife at any time?

Ruoruo really came over at this time, holding up the tablet and asking her, as if asking her what color to choose.Meng Jing said angrily, "My wife, give me a kiss."

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"Come on, kiss me."

Song Ruo frowned and looked at the big whale, and raised her hand to probe her forehead. After all, the big whale's face was super red, as if it had a fever.

Meng Jing pulled her hand down and held it, and repeated, "Hurry up."

Song Ruomo stayed silent for two seconds, tiptoed and kissed her on the lips. Just as Meng Jing was about to follow the steps in his imagination, Ruoruo withdrew, saying that he would ask the assistant to bring the outfit later, and turned to go into the bathroom.

Meng Jing fell down on the bed in frustration, the soft bed cushion was smashed into a soft shallow pit, she sank there, pouted slightly.

——It's really frustrating.

——Why are you so elegant and decent!

——Couldn't you be a little bit more tempered and let someone coax you a bit!

She has stored so much energy that she has nowhere to use it.

It might be a little annoying if your girlfriend is too rowdy.

But if you are 100% sensible, you will still be lonely.

After Ruoruo left the hotel to go to the set, she was still lying on the bed in a daze, with her hands under her head as a pillow, her eyes staring at the ceiling.

It is irrational to speak of my desire to burst out all the time.is shameful.My wife is calm by nature, and usually works in filming, so should she accompany me in role-playing when she returns home?Is this a human thing?So she slowly fell into self-blame again, and muttered: "Meng Jing, you are full."

In the evening, Ruoruo accompanied her to the banquet.

It was an hour's drive from their hotel to the banquet hall, and Silvia sent a limousine to pick them up.

As soon as Song Ruo appeared, he immediately became the focus of the whole party.

Many people came up to say hello, calling her "Oriental Rose".

Meng Jing brought this rose to attend, which was like dropping a blockbuster in the middle of the dance floor, but she and Ruoruo also received a lot of shocks in this regard—when the waiter came up to take their coats for them, they said, " Welcome to Princess Silvia's welcome dinner."

Meng Jing thought she had heard wrong, so she asked the man repeatedly.

Gong, what are you talking about?

Before the waiter had time to answer, a surprised voice came from behind Meng Jing: "You are indeed here."

Meng Jing turned her head, and Silvia was wearing a white feather-trimmed off-the-shoulder evening dress, with a small diamond crown on her head, and she was bling bling.

Meng Jing opened her mouth slightly.

"...?"

Meng Jing looked at her fiancée's questioning eyes with a speechless face, but was speechless.

When the two were walking on the dance floor with their arms around each other, she stuck out her tongue lightly, and then apologized softly: "I'm sorry my wife, I didn't know her identity was so serious. You, you won't blame me, will you?"

Ruoruo didn't say anything, just leaned her head lightly on her shoulder, still moving her dance steps lightly.

At the end of the song, when the two were about to dance the second dance, Silvia came over and asked to dance the second dance with Meng Jing to express her gratitude to her for teaching skiing.

——In the eyes of people like Silvia, it is natural to think that it is the honor of the other party to "appreciate" dancing with others.

This is not arrogance, but the inertia of thinking from childhood to adulthood.

Meng Jing shook her head: "If I dance with you, my wife will be alone. It's not good. I have to accompany her. To be honest, we don't have much time together. Skiing is a very small matter. Please don't worry about it. Besides, you have already invited us to the banquet, and you are already very happy. So, Your Royal Highness, you don't have to be polite."

Silvia's face was slightly unnatural, and she was absent-minded for two seconds, then recovered her demeanor, nodded to Song Ruo with a smile on her face, and left with her skirt in hand.

After she was gone, the two continued with a second dance to slow music.Ruoruo backed off slightly: "Sperm Whale, when did you become so official?"

The tone of the speech is very peaceful, but the eyes are full of scrutiny.

Meng Jing quietly rubbed against his wife's ear, and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Ruoruo immediately denied it: "No."

"Cut." Meng Jing laughed lightly.

It was late back at the hotel.

Winter is Meng Jing's favorite season. No matter how tightly she hugs her, the little medicine bottle won't be too hot. Instead, she curls up obediently in her arms, lazily, like her fragrant and fluffy little pillow. He rubbed against her ear and said, "It's so warm."

At this time, Meng Jing was mostly reluctant to sleep.Now the fear of the dark has been cured, but out of habit, the light is still left on, and Ruoruo is very considerate in keeping this tradition, which greatly facilitates Meng Jing to appreciate his wife's sleeping face carefully.

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