When Meng Ting woke up in the morning, Yan Sui was still asleep. He looked at the person for a long time, and when Yan Sui was about to wake up in the past, he slowly opened the hand on his chest, and moved it up and down again.
In fact, he wanted to touch it last night, but he was shrouded in shyness at that time, so he didn't have the nerve to speak, let alone practice it.
Meng Ting was quickly caught, his hand was covered by Yan Sui's chest, Meng Ting's whole body froze immediately, it took a long time before he blinked, and then he felt the fresh and powerful force in the palm of his hand that belonged to Yan Sui. Heartbeat, this feeling is amazing, but it's embarrassing to be caught.
Meng Ting raised his body, and a good morning kiss fell on Yan Sui's forehead, "Yan Sui, good morning."
As he spoke, he pulled his hand, but he didn't pull it out, and he didn't succeed in diverting his attention.
"How does it feel?"
Yan Sui let go of Meng Ting's hand, and pinched the tender flesh of his cheek.
Meng Ting blinked and said truthfully, "Very good... touch."
He hasn't touched anyone before, but all his feelings tell him that he doesn't have any rejection when he comes into contact with Yan Sui, and he even likes it more and more.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched it a few more times, before confirming to Yan Sui, "You are mine, so I can touch it, right?"
"En," Yan Sui agreed, with a little more helplessness on his brows, Meng Ting was afraid that it was hard for him to understand the hardships of endurance, and he always raised the limit of his patience without authorization.
The two of them got tired of lying on the bed for a while, then got up as usual to run, walk the dog and play with the cat, and then had breakfast. After eating, Yan Sui didn't go back upstairs to change clothes and go to work. He went to the sofa and sat down, then He stretched out his hand to embrace Meng Ting who was holding the fur ball.
"I asked Gu Lang to help organize a party. It was all those people in my circle of friends. The meeting place was at the seaside in the western suburbs. We set off at around two o'clock in the afternoon. If you like us, you can stay for one night. If you don't like us, we will come back early."
When Yan Sui was speaking, Meng Ting was looking at him. After Yan Sui finished speaking, Meng Ting thought for a while before nodding.
"Then I'll take the furball and rhubarb to the shelter in a while."
He still remembered what Zhen Han said, every three days he had to take Maoqiu and Dahuang back for a follow-up visit, and today was their third day in Yan's house.
Yan Sui still hugged him and didn't get up, Meng Ting said again, "I remember the way, you can go about your business."
In fact, Yan Sui thought it would be good to call Zhen Han to come over, but Meng Ting's temperament doesn't seem to like to trouble others, even if Li Yi came to see him early in the morning that day, he had to seriously say thank you.
"Okay, but I have to let Zhao Bing follow you, so I can rest assured."
Meng Ting nodded obediently, although she didn't think it was necessary, she didn't reject Yan Sui's kindness.
Yan Sui sat with Meng Ting for a while, then he got up and went upstairs, but he still didn't go to the office, but went to the study, where he was working this morning.
Not long after, Wang Feng also arrived.
"Arrange the schedule, I have seven days to spare after the wedding."
Wang Feng had no idea that Yan Sui would need to spare seven days, but he still nodded, "Yes."
He was still thinking about it, and Yan Sui gave him the answer himself.
"Do you think it's better to travel domestically or abroad?"
Wang Feng heard that a row of ellipses in his heart extended wirelessly. What kind of trip is this? This time is clearly a honeymoon trip. He never expected that Yan Sui would follow such a trend.
"There are also places with good scenery in China, but in terms of freedom, it is better to go abroad, or...you can ask Mr. Meng?"
Yan Sui pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, letting Wang Feng start arranging his itinerary first.
He thought it was redundant to ask Meng Ting this kind of question. Except for Donglin Town, Meng Ting hadn't fully explored Haicheng yet. There was no difference between home and abroad for him.
However, the meaning of honeymoon travel is always different, and it needs to be cautious. Meng Ting likes it, and he can often take him out to play in the future.
Of course, he had this idea not because he suddenly changed from an antique to a romantic person. Before he went to the company yesterday morning, he went to see the psychiatrist introduced by Li Yi and chatted with him for nearly two hours.
Even the doctor said that Meng Ting's situation should not be rushed, but it is always good to take him out for a walk to broaden his horizons and relax his mind.
Yan Sui thought about it for a while, and the term honeymoon trip popped up, but seven days of free time also meant that he would be very busy during the period before the wedding and after the trip.
In this way, he didn't have to accompany Meng Ting to take the two little guys to the shelter.
The business of Zhen Han's pet hospital is pretty good. The grooming department is open from 8:00 am to 8:00 pm. Many people have to make an appointment in advance when they bring their pets.
However, the two young girls at the front desk are in charge of making appointments, so there is no trouble for Zhen Han himself, but today he was really "reserved".
"Your sister-in-law will come over in a while."
After Yan Sui's news, another message came immediately.
"Take care of your hands."
Zhen Han stared at the two messages for a while, and then smiled "hehe".
The laughter carried the unique coldness of the Yan family, and the two male nurses who passed by his sofa seat tightened their scalps slightly, a little frightened.
Speaking of which, it's so early now, no one should die to touch their dean's things.
He didn't wait long, Meng Ting was holding the fur ball in one hand and rhubarb in the other, followed by Zhao Bing, a tall and strong man in black.
"Do you have an appointment?" One of the young girls at the front desk asked Meng Ting with a smile. It was easy to guess what he was doing with cats and dogs.
Meng Ting shook his head, looked around, "I'm looking for Zhen Han, I'm his cousin."
"Cousin..." The voice of the girl at the front desk couldn't help being a little weird... Even now that intermarriage between men and men is recognized by law, few men would call themselves so solemnly. It's not like a married person.
Meng Ting is not good at talking to people, especially creatures like "sisters", their emotions are easily agitated, as if he said something extraordinary, but he was right, Zhen Han is Yan Sui's cousin Brother, he is also his cousin.
"Are you there?" He asked hesitantly.
"I'm here, my sister-in-law is here, come in," Zhen Han saw Meng Tingli from the window of the reception area, and even if Yan Sui didn't send those two text messages, he couldn't have neglected him. Raising his hand, it means that Meng Ting has come to entertain him.
Meng Ting quietly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and followed Zhen Han.
Then came a series of examinations on hairballs and rhubarb. Zhen Han is definitely a professional veterinarian, and he is very good at dealing with cats and dogs, but there are still some places that need someone to help. Originally, he wanted a nurse to come in, but Meng Ting did it. Yes, he didn't bark either.
"They like you."
"Well, I like them too."
Meng Ting stretched out his hand to rub Rhubarb, who was a little hesitant, and Rhubarb rubbed against Meng Ting's hand, enjoying his touch very much.
"Its wound healed fairly quickly, and it will heal in about a month."
Zhen Han said and looked at the fur ball in the cage beside Meng Ting's feet, "The fur ball will be slower, probably in two or three months."
Even he couldn't figure out why Meng Ting named this kitten a fur ball. Could it be the expectation for its future that it would grow a lot of hair and eat into a ball? Needless to say, Meng Ting really thought so.
Meng Ting nodded seriously when he heard the words, "I see, we are not in a hurry, as long as we can get better."
Zhen Han twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and it was a smile. As a doctor, there are some things in common. The first time he saw Meng Ting, he felt that there was something wrong with him. The kind of problem that isn't healthy in itself.
This kind of problem can be big or small, originally he was quite concerned about Yan Sui, but after two contacts, he was the one who made a fuss.
Meng Ting was able to communicate with people normally, but he only showed a little withdrawn to the outside world, and occasionally slowed down by a beat or two, which was not something that could not be tolerated.
Meng Ting carried Da Huang off the crib, put a rope on him, comforted him, and took the fur ball out of the cage. Then he stood up straight and looked at Zhen Han, "Thank you."
He said he was about to take the big yellow fur ball away, but Zhen Han stopped him.
"Wait, wait outside with the big yellow fur ball. I'll change into clothes and go to Yan's house with you, and then go to the beach at noon."
Meng Ting blinked his eyes, as if he just realized that Zhen Han was also a member of Yan Sui's circle of friends, and he was also among the people who hang out with him.
"I can wait."
Meng Ting couldn't think of the reason and necessity for the refusal, so he led Rhubarb by the hand, hugged the fur ball, and waited outside.
Soon, Zhen Han really followed him to Yan's house.
Yan Sui stood by the window to answer the phone. From a distance, he saw two people who had a lot of talk coming from the gate. He asked Zhen Han to hold his hand, but forgot to tell him to hold his mouth. Meng Ting, who was willing to listen to him, couldn't say enough.
It's just that Yan Sui didn't guess that what Zhen Han was talking about was nothing else, but some unknown gossip and black history about him.
"Don't look at how upright he looks, he is actually a black heart. Gu Lang and I don't know how many scapegoats we gave him when we were young."
Meng Ting looked up at Zhen Han with an expression of disbelief, but he was stupid and couldn't think of any particularly powerful words to defend others, so he emphasized, "No, Yan Sui is very good."
"Tsk, that's because you don't know, listen to me."
Crackling... Nine-year-old Yan Sui took them to ruin the flower field that Uncle Zeng had reclaimed next door. In the end, both he and Gu Lang were beaten.
Although Zhen Han said that there is a beginning and an end, there is a plot and sound effects, which is very convincing, but Meng Ting still thinks that Yan Sui is good.
"Grandpa Zeng thinks Yan Sui is good, and I think so too."
Meng Ting automatically ignored Zhen Han's emotional accusations.
Zhen Han felt Meng Qi's feeling of wanting to vomit blood when facing Meng Ting all this time. His tendons are straight, and it is difficult to change what he recognizes. Yan Sui's image in his heart is not big if he wants to shake it easily. easy.
"Also, every time he doesn't beat up a few people at a party, he doesn't seem to be happy. He's a full-fledged violent person."
Meng Ting actually doesn't like people speaking ill of Yan Sui. He puffed up his cheeks, turned his head, and still couldn't think of anything other than fighting. Their Yan Sui, those depressions suddenly dissipated from his heart.
He let go of the rhubarb rope, waved his hand to Yan Sui, and the smile on his face became bright without realizing it.
"I know, Yan Sui is very powerful, you definitely can't beat him." Meng Ting's face was full of pride, a little proud of Yan Sui.
So they deserve to be beaten
Zhen Han was sure that Meng Ting was a good boy, but he didn't have any upright views. He had an almost blind belief and admiration towards Yan Sui, even though he had been talking for so long, he didn't pull Yan Sui out of his heart. altar.
Of course, the facts are far from what he said. Yan Sui beat people up to teach a few troublemakers, and sometimes he would unite with their families to rectify them, never letting go of their temper. It is no longer cruel.
As time passed, there were few in their generation who were not afraid of Yan Sui, especially after he became less and less fond of laughing. Every time he got together, he was a veritable refrigerator. Gong, the power is amazing.
I don't know if with Meng Ting, he can not be so unsightly.
Seeing Yan Sui, Meng Ting didn't want to listen to Zhen Han's words anymore, he hurried to send Da Huang back to his kennel, put the fur ball on the sofa, and was about to get up and go upstairs to find Yan Sui, but the person he was looking for was already there. I'm going down the stairs.
"We're back." Meng Ting waited for Yan Sui to approach, and immediately sent his hand away.
"En," Yan Sui responded, rubbing Meng Ting's hair, "Thanks for your hard work."
"It's not hard," Meng Ting shook his head, he had already rubbed against Yan Sui's arms, and completely forgot about Zhen Han who followed him all the way back.
Zhen Han wasn't really that blind, he had received Yan Sui's warning from far away from the window, he sat on the sofa with his back to them and stroked the cat, and when Meng Ting and Yan Sui were intimate enough, the two held hands Come here, he just spoke.
"I'm here for a meal, and we'll go there together later."
As he spoke, he suddenly leaned forward, "Mother Wang, don't forget my meal, I want to eat braised chicken wings."
He said and looked at Meng Ting, "Have you eaten? Mama Wang's specialty dishes."
Meng Ting glanced at him, then turned to look at the smiling Wang Ma, then shook his head lightly, "No, but Wang Ma's eggplants are also delicious."
When foodies meet foodies, there is still something to talk about. Zhen Han has eaten all kinds of Chinese and foreign delicacies. Just talking about eggplants, he knows seven or eight cooking methods.
Yan Sui's eyes glided over Zhen Han's body with a bit of coldness, and in between their conversations, he rubbed Meng Ting's hand and asked in a low voice, "Are you here to watch TV, or go to the study to accompany me?"
Hearing this, Meng Ting couldn't care less about discussing food with Zhen Han, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui, and said seriously, "Of course I will accompany you, but I am afraid that I will disturb you."
"No," Yan Sui's eyes softened a little, and then he led her away.
What did Zhen Han want to test so much, how could Yan Sui not know
But he and Meng Ting's progress was far faster than they, and even he himself expected, completely unexpected. He minded that Meng Ting was deliberately occupied by others, so he didn't want to hide it.
Zhen Han raised her face at 40 or 50 degrees for a long time, then suddenly smiled again, and the voice of "hehehe" was endless in the living room.
In his lifetime, he could actually see Yan Sui being jealous, well, he can post another Moments.