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Meng Jun didn't say how he contacted Zhang Qing for help. Meng Liang followed Meng Jun out of the gate of Fang Hongjian's villa, looked up at the stars and bright moon in the sky, and felt like a dream.

He let Meng Jun hold his hand, and asked as he walked, "Did you sneak out?" In fact, he knew in his heart that Meng Jun was not a person who came here just because of his temper. If he came to find him by himself, he should It's about everything settled down.

But he also understands that there is a price for everything. Meng Jun came to him so quickly because he agreed to some of the family's demands, for example, immediately give birth to an heir to the Meng family...

Meng Jun pulled him into the car, leaned on the driver's seat, pursed his lips and said, "I planned to come back to you in a few days, but Mr. Fang sent someone to deliver this."

He handed Meng Liangren an envelope, Meng Liangren took it and opened it, shaking, and a few photos slid out. He recognized at a glance that it was a photo of having dinner with that Miss Zheng during the day, even though he had no idea about this Zheng The young lady is by no means enthusiastic, but the photographer who took the photo is obviously very professional, he insisted on picking several angles, and took some ambiguous shots.

Meng Liangren stuffed the photo back into the envelope and said, "Do you believe this?"

Meng Jun said: "I don't believe it. But I don't want to see it either." Blood ties can never be cut off, and the Fang family only wants Meng Liang to go back. Fang Hongjian has been good to Meng Liang all these years. I don't want Meng Liangren to compromise with them in the slightest.

Meng Liangren asked back: "What about you? What did you promise the family?"

Meng Jun said, "I didn't agree to anything."

Meng Liangren looked at him, sighed slightly, and turned his head to look forward.

The two rested in a hotel in the urban area, took a hasty shower, the two lay on the bed, Meng Liang turned on a desk lamp casually, and wanted to light a cigarette under the warm yellow light, the thin quilt beside him There was a sudden movement, and the young man's naked arms stretched out and wrapped around his shoulders.

Meng Liangren put one hand on his arm and patted him, and the sound of warm breathing came from behind his ears. The young man lowered his head and kissed the back of his neck bit by bit.

Meng Liangren turned his face away and joked to him: "Hey, you don't want to spend the spring evening with me now, do you?"

Meng Jun stared at him, his eyes were slightly brightened by the bedside lamp, and nodded.

Meng Liangren suddenly couldn't say anything to refuse. There were too many urgent problems to be solved on their heads. Since they decided to share with each other, the physical communication was also logical.

He leaned his head over, gently touched the young man's lips, and then gradually plunged into it, unknowingly turning into a lingering deep kiss.

Meng Jun couldn't help bullying him, half of his body was pressed on him, but he controlled it so that he didn't feel too heavy.Meng Liangren noticed his cautiousness, and couldn't help but soften his heart. He was not a person who was obsessed with the distinction between top and bottom. He took a breath during the kiss and said, "It's up to you."

Meng Jun immediately kissed harder, and his hands were not idle. While taking off his clothes, he stroked the smooth and flexible texture. Meng Liangren stroked his soft forehead hair with a light smile: "Serve me well, I will take advantage of you." Woolen cloth."

However, he couldn't laugh anymore later on. He had to say that the feeling of being in a passive position and being controlled by others made him a little regretful, but the arrow was on the line...

It was already the afternoon of the next day when Meng Liangren woke up from this commotion.

I have to say that physical communication is really good for decompression. Meng Liangren can't think of a single troublesome thing now, because he feels like he has been pressed by a heavy object all night from the waist down, and he is so sore that he can't lift it.

He tried to move a bit, gave up resisting and lay on his back on the bed, the empty people in the room disappeared, he almost thought that he had a very hard dream last night.

After lying down for a while, the door outside the suite clicked, and the footsteps of the two came. Meng Liangren suddenly opened his eyes. Did Meng Jun bring someone here?

He hurriedly checked his condition. Apart from the embarrassing limpness, the nightgown was still tied around his body neatly. The little brat still had a conscience and knew how to clean up afterward.He sat up with a hiss, wondering if it was the Fang family or Cheney?

He didn't guess the result, and a clear female voice sounded: "Have you been living outside? Where's the fourth child?"

Meng Jun said: "Little uncle is inside, auntie, please sit down for a while, I'll go and wake him up."

It's Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan was impatient, so he stepped forward and opened the door of the inner room: "Fourth..." He met Meng Liang who hurriedly folded up his clothes.

Meng Xuan's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Meng Liangren's mottled hickey marks on the inside of his nightgown from his neck. He was stunned for a while, but after realizing it, he was really angry and didn't know what to say: "You guys!"

Meng Liangren coughed and said, "Second Sister, you go out first, I will come as soon as I get dressed."

Meng Xuanwai wanted to scold the two of them a few words, but couldn't say anything, so he stomped his feet and walked out.

It was only when Meng Liangren made a sound that he realized that his voice was also hoarse, so he couldn't help frowning and glaring at Meng Jun, then got out of bed and said, "Come here and help."

After getting dressed, he stretched his muscles in front of the bed to make sure his walking posture was normal, and opened the door. Meng Xuan was sitting on the fabric sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. His face was not angry, but his eyes were worried.

Meng Jun was behind him, gently holding his hand, fingers intertwined loosely.

Meng Liangren pressed his fingers on his palm, went to sit opposite Meng Xuan and said, "Second Sister, why did you find me?"

Meng Xuan said: "If I don't come, you don't plan to go back?"

Meng Liangren smiled, and Meng Xuan said again: "Fourth brother, you too, if the eldest brother speaks angrily, you will really run away. You... Sigh."

Seeing her attitude, Meng Liangren didn't seem to be here to persuade him and Meng Jun, so he asked, "Is the family okay?"

Meng Xuan gave Meng Jun a reproachful look: "Is it okay? No one is talking now. I'm suffocated."

After her words fell, the room was silent for a while. Meng Xuan sighed and broke the silence: "Fourth brother, if you really treat your home as your home, don't always think about apologizing."

She looked at Meng Liangren: "You always feel that you owe us, but between family members, how can there be any debt?"

Meng Liang said: "Second sister..."

Meng Xuan said, "No matter what elder brother says, you won't never come back for the rest of your life, right?"

Meng Liangren did think so. It is understandable that Meng Zhe refused to forgive him, but he would not let go until Meng Jun didn't let go.

He didn't say anything, but Meng Xuan saw what he meant, and couldn't help but support his forehead and said: "Enough, enough."

Meng Jun said: "Auntie, you don't object to us, do you?"

Meng Xuan glared at him and said, "Am I objecting to your separation? Brat, you actually said something like letting your cousin inherit the family business, are you trying to get angry with me and your father?"

She stood up and said, "I don't object to it, nor do I support it. Your third uncle also means the same thing. Meng Jun, you just go back to work in the company honestly. Fourth brother, I still say the same thing. Don't always think about making up for it. Apologize." , Is this what we want? Let’s do this for a while, and come home when the time comes.”

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand smartly, walked to the door, turned her head again, and said with a strange expression: "You two, if you want to find a decent house to live in, what does it look like to live in a hotel all the time."

Meng Liangren understood that this was the clearest attitude she could express, and was about to speak when she suddenly heard Meng Jun say: "Just staying for one night, the house has already been found."

Meng Xuan curled his lips and said, "As long as you have an idea, I'm leaving."

After she left, Meng Liangren looked at the closed door, turned around and asked Meng Jun, "When did you find the house?"

Meng Jun wrapped his arms around his waist, pressed his forehead coquettishly and said, "You will know when you come with me."

Meng Liangren followed him out of the room in a daze, went downstairs, had breakfast, got in the car, went to the airport, and boarded the flight to Wanxi.

He finally realized where the house Meng Jun was talking about was, and he couldn't help asking, "Hasn't it been cleaned for a long time?"

Meng Jun fastened his seat belt, raised his head and smiled at him: "I've taken care of everything, and Odie has also been sent there."

Meng Liangren was startled, and finally swallowed his words into his heart. He turned his head and looked at the clouds outside the window. Passengers around were attracted by the outstanding appearance of these two people, and cast their eyes from time to time, but no one saw them secretly. holding hands.

Meng Liangren looked at it for a while, his eyes lowered and lowered, and he asked Meng Jun, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little."

"Then go to sleep, wake up, and you will be home."