girl, don't do this

The two hugged quietly for a while.Cen Meng suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly lifted Tao Jiaran's sweater.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Tao Jiaran was taken aback, and hurriedly protected her vitals. Is the lady trying to overpower the rhythm of the bow?

"I almost forgot, didn't you have a shoulder injury? How dare you take a bath!"

Cen Meng was weak and couldn't take off her senior sister's hoodie, so she knelt down and picked the material off Tao Jiaran's shoulders.

Those who didn't know thought you were going to do something to me.

Tao Jiaran hurriedly pressed her restless little hand: "It's all fine, it's fine."

As Cen Meng leaned over, a faint scent of milk | fragrance hit her.Tao Jiaran was suffocated, and some indescribable emotion was aroused by the little girl again.

Holding the little girl's waist, Tao Jiaran felt that it was necessary to change the subject, at least keep a little distance, now is really not the time to be intimate, although she also wanted to.

After thinking about it, she pretended to be cold-faced: "You still talk about me, how about you? Can your little hoofs stand up and down like this?"

Hearing this, Cen Meng was eager to prove that she was well too, so she jumped out of bed and put on her shoes before her senior sister stopped her.

"Look, Tao Jiaran, I'm healed," he said, and took two quick steps, "I can trot, and I can take steps..."

Unexpectedly, extreme joy turned into sorrow, her feet were not bright, and she almost tripped herself. Fortunately, Tao Jiaran had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped her up so that she wouldn't let her eat shit.

"Don't jump up, I think your head is stuffed." Tao Jiaran helplessly picked her up and let her sit on the table.

"Tao Jiaran, you are so strong!" Sitting on the table like this, Cen Meng felt that his vision was wider, and stretched his hands forward, "Come on, second senior brother, quickly carry your wife!"

Tao Jiaran rolled her eyes back at her: "You're Zhu Bajie!" He squatted down, put Cen Meng's injured foot on his knee, took off her shoes and socks, checked carefully, and pressed it carefully: "Does it hurt?"

Cen Meng shook her head.

"What about here? Does it hurt?"

Cen Meng shook her head again. "The watch is slow, Second Senior Brother! Back—" Tie both hands together, with a little smug expression on his face.

Tao Jiaran had no choice but to turn around and bowed his back slightly: "It's agreed, just memorize it for a while."

"Hmm, um," Cen Meng wrapped her arms around her shoulders in satisfaction, "Does this hurt?"

Tao Jiaran shook his head.The little girl's breath haunted her again, filling her heart.Carrying her like this is like shouldering the responsibility of the whole world.

Cen Meng blew into her ear restlessly, which made Tao Jiaran's ears itch, and his heart also itch.

"Don't make trouble, itchy..." Tao Jiaran wished he could let go of the breath that was radiating from his ears.

"When we are old and I can't walk, you just carry me on your back like this, don't leave me alone, don't want me..." Cen Meng put her arms around her neck, her face pressed against hers, murmured, dreaming .

Tao Jiaran felt a little bitter, they will all be old, right?Old people will be very bleak, right?His face will be full of wrinkles, he will become ugly, he will not be able to walk, eat, chew... Has Cen Meng forgotten?She was six years older than her, would be older than her, and might... die before her.What would happen to Cen Meng if she passed away first?Will it be particularly painful?Will you miss it?

No one can escape that day, right?Thinking that there was no longer this person in front of him, and there was no longer such joyous fuss, Tao Jiaran felt very uncomfortable.She gently put the little girl on the bed.

"What's wrong with you?" Cen Meng was sensitive to her discomfort.

Her bright obsidian-like eyes are full of her own appearance, which is anticipation, love, and wholehearted concern.

Tao Jiaran secretly shook off those negative emotions. After all, those things are too far away. They still have at least a few decades of life to enjoy love. Why let the peaceful heart be disturbed by those unknown things?Don't they love each other very much now?

Responding to the little girl's warm smile, Tao Jiaran knelt down on one knee, wrapping her palms around her two little hands, "I was thinking, no matter how old you are, in my eyes, you are still the most beautiful."

No one doesn't want to hear love words from their lover's mouth, especially for those who rarely say love words.

Cen Meng's eyes brightened instantly, she was dazzled with tears of happiness, she looked at Tao Jiaran's face infatuatedly: "...sweet talk, but, I really like it..."

Tao Jiaran didn't want to see the tears in her eyes, so he leaned towards her in distress, and pressed his lips against the corners of her eyes, sucking them dry, but couldn't help but linger down, holding her lips, torturing her wantonly.

Cen Meng finally leaned helplessly against her neck, took a deep breath, and then clung to Tao Jiaran's ear: "Tao Jiaran, I really want to..."

"What are you thinking..." Tao Jiaran didn't feel well either, her brain was filled with clamoring desires at the moment.

"Think about that..." Cen Meng kept her voice low, a little shy.

Tao Jiaran regained a sliver of reason, and looked at her in pain: "Honey, there's still something to do in a while..."

"I hate it! I hate it!" Cen Meng shook Tao Jiaran's collar unwillingly, "I hate your sister so much!"

Tao Jiaran had no choice but to hug her helplessly, leaning against his chest, looking at the sky speechlessly.

Just when the two of them were struggling, the phone rang.

Cen Meng strode out, still aggrieved: "If it's your sister, see if I don't spray her to death!"

Before Tao Jiaran could stop her, the girl had already picked up the phone: "Who are you!"

Then the voice faded: "Oh, Dad..."

Tao Jiaran covered his face, he was going to die!Who asked you to answer my phone?It's your father who survives!I'm afraid he doesn't know the rhythm of our relationship!

He took the phone from Cen Meng.

"Well, Mr. Cen, it's me... oh, I went to the bathroom just now, and Cen Meng picked it up for me... oh, that's it..."

Cen Meng stuck out her tongue and ran back to the bed to play with the tablet.

Her father really talked on the phone with her senior sister.

Cen Meng checked Weibo for a while, feeling bored, so she lay on the bed and tilted her head to see her senior sister on the phone.

Her senior sister was leaning against the window sill, facing her sideways.With a serious face, he nodded from time to time, and occasionally said a few words, which seemed to be related to work. When Cen Meng heard a few words of "Chinese" and "negotiation", he didn't take it to heart.

Cen Meng likes watching Tao Jiaran very much, especially Tao Jiaran when he is working hard.That kind of unfocused look is heart-wrenching.The whole person is like the indomitable Xiuzhu who is not afraid of anything, and the casual attire makes her feel at home, which is the feeling that Cen Meng is most familiar with these days.Whether her senior sister wears a professional shirt suit or a casual hoodie, she can be pleasing to the eye.And that face, with such firm and fearless eyes, with straight eyebrows and soft lips... Cen Meng heard her heart beating twice in vain.

She was a person who wanted to do it, so she couldn't help but jumped out of bed, rubbed against Tao Jiaran, and kissed her on the face while she was not paying attention.

Tao Jiaran was stunned, and was stunned for a few seconds.Immediately afterwards, Cen Zishi, who was busy asking what happened on the other end of the phone, said: "It's okay, it's okay, a fly just flew over and hit me in the face. You continue to say..."

Cen Meng was just as proud as a stealing cat. Hearing this, she glared at her almond-shaped eyes, wiped her neck and waved her small fist at Tao Jiaran, which meant "Dare to say I'm a fly"!

Tao Jiaran talked on the phone with Cen Zishi, without any delay, the hand that didn't take the phone stretched out its index finger to tick her off, and then pointed to the bed, which meant "what are you going to do?"!

Cen Meng glared at her, but she didn't dare to delay her business, so she returned to the bedside, continued to play with her tablet, and became obsessed with her senior sister by the way.

"What are you playing?" Tao Jiaran hung up the phone, sat next to her again, habitually wrapped her arms around her waist, rested his chin on her small shoulders, and breathed in the faint fragrance of her body obsessively.

Miss Renda twisted hard, ignored her, and continued to knock on the zombie to get high.

Tao Jiaran has long been accustomed to Cen Meng's occasional petty temper.At this time, it's best to continue sticking to her, and then change the subject and focus her attention, otherwise, if she plays with her temper, you will also play against her, which will only make the situation serious and make the young lady even more unhappy.

Tao Jiaran was not angry either, he clung to her recklessly, rubbed against her neck vigorously, and sighed in a low voice: "You smell so good!"

Cen Meng was tickled by her rubbing, and wanted to shrug her shoulders to get rid of her, but when she heard those words, her heart softened again, and she scolded, "Are you a dog? Quick, quick, who will take away the anti-drugs! "

Tao Jiaran smiled.

"We have to go back to City A the day after tomorrow."

"Why?" Cen Meng stopped playing games and looked at her suspiciously.

"Your dad called just now and said that next week he would talk to 'Prosperity' about the sale of 'Huawen'. He won't come back for a while, so I went back and watched, saying that after all, I am familiar with the business of 'Huawen'. Talking to Prosperity won't hurt the company."

"Papa wants to sell 'Chinese'?"

"Yeah, I know he wanted to vent my anger on my behalf. He felt that I was wronged by 'Chinese' at the beginning, and he wanted to clean up the people who hurt me for me." Tao Jiaran sighed, but she knew everything in her heart.

"Aren't you happy then?"

"It's neither happy nor unhappy. After all, there are still a few people who hurt me. 'Chinese' is pretty good to me. After all, it's my first job."

"If you don't like it, we won't let Dad sell it..." Cen Meng didn't want to see her unhappy.

Tao Jiaran smiled: "Your father must have his considerations. After all, this is the company's business, not a play... I only hope that 'Huawen' will be acquired by 'Shengshi', and it will get better and better. The old colleague from the past Don't hold grudges against me..." She looked at the sunset and said faintly.

"Everything will be fine." Cen Meng patted her scared hand to comfort her.

"You were checking Weibo just now?"

"That's right. Who is like you who doesn't update for eight years and doesn't work hard at all." Cen Meng despises her senior sister.

"You see, I'm so busy every day that I hit the back of my head. How can I have time to update? What did you just post?" Tao Jiaran said, and clicked on Cen Meng's Weibo.

Hey guys, how many days has it been?There are so many posts!

"Are you so free every day?" How many Weibo posts in a day?Looking closely at the content, Tao Jia was silent.

Anyone who sees these microblogs will deeply feel the longing and nostalgia of a little woman in love, right?Cen Meng's writing style is very good, and her soft brushwork is like her soft heart. She will not say "I miss you" dryly, but will vividly describe her nostalgia for her lover with words.Every day, every Weibo, Tao Jiaran can be seen everywhere. Everything they did together, every word they said, was reflected in Weibo in some form.Looking through these is like looking at a brief history of the two people's acquaintance, which makes people feel throbbing and emotional.

The most recent one, posted 10 minutes ago:

"Your breath penetrates into my heart and makes me intoxicated. You said that no matter how old I am, in your eyes, I am the most beautiful. If you do it, don't let it down."

Tao Jiaran's heartstrings were plucked, and there was a pool of ripples. She raised her face and looked at Cen Meng tenderly—the seemingly happy little girl actually has a sentimental heart, right?

Cen Meng blushed, and snatched the tablet from her hand.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I would be really embarrassed.

"I just like looking at you like this." Tao Jiaran smiled, his eyes softened.She likes such a little girl, she is heartless, she is cheerful, she is sentimental, she is occasionally domineering... No matter what kind of her she is, Tao Jiaran loves her deeply.

"Rogue!" Cen Meng's face turned even redder, and the heat was steaming up.

"Ding", Weibo notification sound?Cen Meng avoided Tao Jiaran's gaze, and clicked on reply.

Xiao Qi's goddess: "It's so sour!" followed by a vomiting profile picture.

"Cut!" Cen Meng snorted and typed a string of words.

Ran Ran's Mengmeng: "Pregnant? A boy or a girl? Bongzi?"

Just as she was proud, Ding Ning's soul-chasing call came.

As soon as Cen Meng picked it up, Ding Ning scolded at the top of her voice: "Er Mengzi, you are dying!"

Cen Meng is not afraid of her: "Who told you to tell me first?"

The two chatted for a while, and Ding Ning suddenly said, "Meng, don't you think it's strange that my eldest sister invited us to dinner! Do you think she is screwed?"

Cen Meng was not interested in Qi Luo's affairs, and said absently, "Maybe I want to get back together with you."

Ding Ning curled her lips: "Emma, ​​I don't have an 'old relationship' with her."

Then, he said mysteriously: "There is an even more strange thing. Today, Xiao Qi saw a woman driving a red sports car and gave my eldest sister such a big bouquet of red roses... "