After all, Meng Ting remembered that he wanted a relative, even if he gnawed it, he didn't use much effort, his wet tongue didn't go up, but went down to kiss, and after a while, he had Yan Sui's Adam's apple in his mouth, bit it, and then Licked.
"Meng Ting..." Yan Sui whispered, the tone was still not serious, but it already had a hint of warning, his arms gradually tightened, and the fire in Yan Sui's heart was already on fire after being teased by Meng Ting.
However, the usual Meng Ting might not be able to hear it, let alone at this time, while messing around with his relatives, one hand was propped on the bed, and the other hand was rubbing the muscles of Yan Sui's arm, "Yan Sui is good, we Do not fight."
Yan Sui's patience was regarded by Meng Ting as a prelude to a fight, and he kindly persuaded him.
As he said, his lips finally left Yan Sui's neck, but there were clearly some insignificant hickey marks left on those places. He held Yan Sui's face with both hands, and slowly brought it to the corner of his mouth, touched it, and then Licked, then sniffed again.
"You are Yan Sui, I can smell it."
Meng Ting was very proud when he said that, then he let go of the restraint on Yan Sui, and leaned on his neck, "Hey, let's sleep."
So Meng Ting's kissing ended here, and Yan Sui's desire was burned, and he was about to go to sleep.
Yan Sui took a deep breath, supported the bed with his hands, and exerted more force, the two of them immediately changed their positions, "Sleep?"
Yan Sui didn't wait for Meng Ting to reply, he lowered his head and kissed Meng Ting's lips, it wasn't Meng Ting's kind of kiss that touches, licks, licks and gnaws, but a domineering and passionate kiss that doesn't allow anyone to flinch, naturally No one is allowed to sleep.
Meng Ting, who had already closed his eyes, slowly opened them again. The corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were sleepy, but he still responded to Yan Sui's kiss. The feeling of being intoxicated spread all over the body, smoky and erratic.
This kiss lasted for a long time, but the enthusiasm of the two people still remained undiminished. Their bodies were close together, and they could feel the heat of each other's bodies rising. Yan Sui's kiss left Meng Ting's lips, and fell to his neck again. On the other hand, the buttons that had been undone once before, were more easily undone this time.
Meng Ting groaned intermittently. He stroked Yan Sui's hair, and then continued to search for the buttons of Yan Sui's clothes. He unbuttoned them very slowly. Attachment to the outside world, if you touch one, don't get rid of it, you will never let it go.
Sometimes she dislikes Yan Sui's kissing him and blocks him from unbuttoning her, and asks him to kiss him in another place.
Finally Yan Sui finished unbuttoning his clothes, he stretched out his hand, then buried his head on the side of Yan Sui's neck and closed his eyes.
The two people's skin is touching, and they are doing the most intimate things for each other. This feeling is still not just shyness. Meng Ting closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he was sure, it was joy, it could make Yan Sui happy, he felt joy, He was happy to be able to do something for Yan Sui.
"Yan Sui, I like you."
Meng Ting withdrew his hand, and then whispered such words in his ear, every time he said these words, he felt that he liked Yan Sui a little more.
The intoxicating love words, coupled with the overly emotional mutual help just now, made Yan Sui stunned for a long time before replying to Meng Ting's words, "I like you too."
He hugged him gently, and those thoughts that were still clamoring for further progress suddenly dissipated in this warm confession. Patience is hard work, but Meng Ting endured it but he enjoyed it.
"Meng Ting, I'll wait for you to grow up."
Yan Sui pulled Meng Ting's arm away, sat up and got out of bed first, he went to the bathroom for a while, then came out to the bedside, and then picked him up again.
Meng Ting just started sweating again after drinking, so it's not comfortable to go to sleep like this, Yan Sui carried him to the bathroom because he wanted to give him a hot bath.
There is a bathtub for two in the bathroom. Usually, he and Meng Ting prefer to shower, and the bathtub is rarely used. At this time, it is used to bathe drunk people, but it comes in handy.
With the warm water wrapped around his body, Meng Ting frowned a little uneasy, before he opened his eyes, Yan Sui patted his back with his hand, "I'll take you to take a bath, don't be afraid."
Meng Ting slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly at Yan Sui for a long time, nodded, then closed his eyes again, and leaned into Yan Sui's arms, and no matter what Yan Sui did afterwards, he didn't wake up up.
It was the first time for Yan Sui to hold such a big boy in the bath. He tried his best to do his best, but in the process, he couldn't avoid neglecting one another. Under his care, Meng Ting didn't fall or touch him, and he himself broke out in a hot sweat .
Wrapped in a white towel, he carried Meng Ting back to the room, dried him, put on his pajamas, and covered him with a quilt. Yan Sui let out a long sigh of relief, seeing that Meng Ting was still sleeping peacefully, his face was slightly pale. There is an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
He stared at the person for a while, then went back to the bathroom to tidy himself up, and then returned to the room, where he sat by the bed and watched people again.
In fact, Yan Sui himself didn't quite understand the meaning of looking at people like this, but Meng Ting was within his line of sight, and he just wanted to look at it like this, his eyes were filled with tenderness that he couldn't even feel. .
Yan Sui looked at the phone on the bedside table, it was already eleven o'clock, he took Meng Ting back upstairs, and two hours had passed. He raised his lips and smiled helplessly, then leaned over and placed a light kiss on Meng Ting's forehead, "Go to bed first, I'll be back later."
His lips lifted slightly, but did not leave like this, and landed on Meng Ting's slightly warmer lips again, staying longer than before.
"Good night."
Yan Sui had already changed back into his daily black suit when he came out of the room, only Zhao Bing was guarding their door, when he saw Yan Sui coming out, he took a step back, waiting for Yan Sui's order.
"lead the way."
Zhao Bing nodded and walked ahead.
The dance in the living room downstairs was not completely over yet, but Yan Sui didn't plan to go again, he wanted Zhao Bing to show him the way, not anywhere else, but in Yan's house.
Tomorrow he will take Meng Ting away for a week, there are some things that should be asked, sooner rather than later, so that Yan Sui is willing to come out of the room instead of sleeping with someone who is clean and fragrant.
The door of the room next to Yan Sui's study opened, but there was still a steeper wooden staircase. They went down to the first floor, and then continued down to the basement. The lights came on one after another. Zhao Bing was still walking in front, and Yan Sui followed closely. superior.
The underground space of Yan's residence is quite large. After walking for a while, they arrived at the room guarded by a bodyguard.
"Open it." The warmth on Yan Sui's face completely disappeared after he said this, and a little frost gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Yes," the bodyguard nodded and turned around, entered the password, and then opened the door.
The inside was pitch black with no light coming in. Zhao Bing who was outside turned on the light, and the people inside closed their eyes. They squinted for a while to look at people. Then they saw Yan Sui sitting on the only chair in the room. He was still standing tall and tall behind him, as if looking at Zhao Bing like a demon.
"Grandson-in-law..." Wu Fengjiao's voice trembled. She hadn't been locked in this dark room for half a day, but she felt that it had been several days. Her description was much older than before, and her lips Turning pale, watching Yan Sui want to have a fit, but dare not.
Yan Sui's gaze fell on her from the moment he entered the room, and after careful scrutiny, he did not find that Meng Ting resembled her in any way, the eyes were not the same, the nose was not the same, the lips were not the same... their facial features Nothing like it.
Yan Sui thought of the Meng family again, and Meng Ting had nothing in common with the children of the same generation as the Meng family. Of course, this was just a sudden feeling he had after looking around.
"Have Yu Meixuan contacted you in these years?" Yu Meixuan was no one else, she was Meng Ting's biological mother, also Wu Fengjiao's daughter.
"That dead girl stole my money and ran away, and threw it to my grandson. I don't know where she died."
Wu Fengjiao didn't have much idea about the Yan family, or about the aristocratic families in Haicheng. Probably in her opinion, having endless money was their label, and they would open their mouths when talking nonsense, really thinking that Yan Sui didn't know anything.
Wu Fengjiao was like this, but his Meng Ting couldn't be more honest. If he didn't want to answer, he would just keep silent instead of lying.
But the better Meng Ting's nature is, the more angry people will be for what happened to him, towards the Meng family, towards Meng Ting's biological mother, and this Wu Fengjiao in front of them.
"I think she is either dead or has gone abroad. Otherwise, knowing that Meng Ting is well-off, can she... come." She had spoken her heart, she smiled a little guilty, and wanted to step forward Some, but when Yan Sui glanced over, she subconsciously didn't dare to move rashly.
"How did the Meng family find you? How did they tell you?"
Yan Sui's posture remained the same, but his tone slowed down a bit, he said, "To be specific, what the Meng family can give you, I will only give you more than them."
Wu Fengjiao paused, her perfunctory expression changed instantly, she rolled her eyes, and thought for a while before saying, "That day was May 20th, I lost a horse-drawn game, on the way back, a tall, thin The man stopped me."
At that time, she thought that the man was going to steal money and sex, so she was so vigilant, but she didn't expect that he came to give her money, "He told me that the dead girl gave birth to a son, and it has been seven or eight years since she was thrown in the orphanage. Years, they send me money once a year, and I will take him back to raise him."
"The first time I heard the name, I thought it was a girl. I didn't expect to see a beautiful boy when I went to the orphanage, but it's a pity..." Wu Fengjiao bit her lip hastily, and almost said those old habits Meng Ting's words came out.
Yan Sui narrowed his eyes, and didn't bother to correct someone who never loved Meng Ting, he frowned and said, "May 20th, isn't that Meng Ting's birthday?"
The only difference between Meng Ting's old and new ID cards is the year. He always thought that Meng Ting's birthday was on this day.
But how could it be such a coincidence that Wu Fengjiao found out about Meng Ting's existence on Meng Ting's birthday, and went to pick him up.
Wu Fengjiao lowered her head in embarrassment, but then she became confident again, "That damn girl was born in that corner, who knows, she said she was born just two or three days ago, but who knows if it was two days or three days?" what."
"Whether it's February or December... Well, I don't remember it. I'm about to register, so I'll just pick a day that I remember."
That day was the day when Meng's family gave her money every year, and Wu Fengjiao couldn't forget it even if she wanted to. She thought it would be cheaper for him to choose this day as Meng Ting's birthday.
It is amazing that a grandma is so irresponsible.
"So is Meng Ting seventeen years old or eighteen?" Yan Sui's voice was a little lower, and the coldness in his eyes was a little bit more.
Facing Yan Sui's question, Wu Fengjiao was silent again, but she never cared about Meng Ting. She must have heard it once or twice in the orphanage, but as time went by, she forgot about it. up.
So Meng Ting may have come of age last year, or Yan Sui may have to wait a few more months.
"At that time, he was too thin, almost like a five or six-year-old baby. He said he felt too big at the age of seven."
Wu Fengjiao felt guilty for a rare moment, remembering the first time she saw Meng Ting, holding a fat old cat in her hand, sitting in the corner of the room, she talked to him for a long time, he went from head to toe The last sentence ignored her.
The people in the orphanage didn't like Meng Ting very much either, so they pointed out people to her and said a few words to her, until she took the sleeping Meng Ting away, no one came out to see them off.
That place was eerie and strange, she didn't want to stay, so she took Meng Ting away, and she did what she promised to the Meng family.
Yan Sui tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, this topic is over, but it is absolutely necessary for him to investigate further.
The orphanage where Meng Ting stayed was closed a year after he left, and the children there were all transferred to nearby orphanages and orphanages, and some written materials from the past were also left behind.
The people who used to work in it were scattered around, and it would take some time to find them all and remind them of Meng Ting, but with the work efficiency of others, it wouldn't take too long.
But the Meng family's recognition of Meng Ting should have confirmed his identity, but now there is a situation where they can't even determine the exact date and month of Meng Ting's birth.
Is Meng Ting a child of the Meng family? Even though he was so skeptical and somewhat arbitrary, Yan Sui still put a question mark in his heart.
As soon as the investigation started, it was discovered that many things had to be investigated, including the entanglement between Yu Meixuan and Meng Yide, which was so dynamic at the time that even he had a little impression.
Seeing Yan Sui's sudden silence, Wu Fengjiao didn't dare to remain silent, she continued, "Our family likes cats and dogs the most, and often fights with the children nearby because of them, treating them better than me."
Wu Fengjiao was sour and authentic, but it seemed that whatever she said, under Yan Sui's gaze, she would feel guilty for a while, and the reason for her guilt was that she was really not good to Meng Ting.
"Before and after Meng Ting fell ill when he was eleven years old, please tell me carefully."
Wu Fengjiao's eyes suddenly widened a little, thinking in her heart that she didn't mind saying it, but she was afraid that if Yan Sui heard it, she wouldn't want to give it what she had promised her before.
Yan Sui could see through Wu Fengjiao's thoughts at a glance, he leaned forward slightly, and met Wu Fengjiao's gaze, "To be honest, I will give you five million, with the additional condition that you have to go abroad."
"Five...five million..." The Meng family only gave her seven or eight hundred thousand over the years, less than one million. Yan Sui gave her five million as soon as he made a move. Her lips trembled, and then she made up her mind. nodded.
She couldn't stay in Donglin Town anymore. If she had the money to go abroad, it would be nothing. At worst, she would ask for an interpreter.
From eleven o'clock to two o'clock at night, three hours later, Yan Sui knew more specifically what Meng Ting had lived in those seven years from Wu Fengjiao's words.
Hunger, cursing, rejection, injury... and persecution from his only relatives and outsiders.
Even raising kittens and puppies for seven years would give them some affection, but facing the temptation of money, Wu Fengjiao still sold Meng Ting. She doesn't ask why someone would harm a child like this, she only sees what she wants, her ugly appearance is not only her appearance, but also her soul, which is beyond redemption.
"Another five million, and she is not allowed to escape before the age of seventy!"
When Yan Sui walked out of the basement, he said this to Zhao Bing.
The so-called five million for Wu Fengjiao, plus what Yan Sui is going to add now, none of it will fall into her hands, but it is also counted as the money spent on her, and the money will be sent to a monastery abroad, Wu Fengjiao couldn't get out of that place until she was seventy years old.
Abroad is not as simple as Wu Fengjiao thought, she can't speak the language, has no money, and can't escape the monastery, what she did to Meng Ting in the past, now Yan Sui repays her twice.