Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 40

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The dance ended early at two o'clock in the morning. Although the guests felt that Yan Sui was acting a little anxious because he couldn't bring people back to the room, they could understand it on the night of the bridal chamber. And with people like Gu Lang who like to play, the atmosphere will only be better, not to mention how Yan Sui behaves, even He Wan can't control it, let alone people who are not related to them.

At the end of a noisy day, all the guests left, the servants in the living room were still tidying up, Wang Ma had already been persuaded by Xiao Bo to go to bed, but he and Zhen Han were still talking on the side of the sofa that had just returned to normal. As for Yan Man Jia and He Wan also went back to their rooms to sleep around one o'clock.

He Wan originally didn't want to stay in Yan's house, but Yan Manjia's words made her care too much. She didn't like Yan's house, but she still stayed.

"Why are you here?" Zhen Han looked puzzled at the approaching Yan Sui, Zhao Bing was still following behind him, obviously he just came out of his and Meng Ting's room, what should he and Zhao Bing be doing went.

"You go and do it," Yan Sui raised his hand to let Zhao Bing leave first, he continued to walk, then sat on the sofa, and asked Xiao Bo, "Have you found out the matter?"

"Yes," Xiao Bo and Zhen Han were also talking about this matter, "Didn't the wife take the key from my room today, she already had a spare key to your room."

As for when she got it, Xiao Bo thinks it should be a long time, one year or two, maybe ten or twenty years, Yan Sui has always lived in that room, the decoration has been changed several times, the key to the door has been changed from Not changed.

The emotion in Yan Sui's eyes was extremely cold, and he couldn't see his joy or anger at all. He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Bo, and his voice revealed a little indifference, "Tomorrow, I will invite someone to change all the keys in the house. I won't be here in the future. And the bedroom does not allow her to enter."

"Yes," Xiao Bo said yes with a slight bow.

"People are locked up in the basement, and she is not allowed to go." Yan Sui added, and then he turned his head to look at Zhen Han, his expression softened a little, "You all worked hard today, go rest."

Xiao Bo bowed again and left, but Zhen Han sat on the sofa next to Yan Sui, his face was completely shocked, "What on earth is she thinking, it's so disgusting."

He has hidden the key to Yan Sui's room for so many years, what is he planning to do? Or do you want to peek into your son's private life? Yan Sui is not seven or eight years old now, but twenty-eight years old, and now he is married to a male daughter-in-law, even with a little bit of etiquette, he can't do such a thing.

Yan Sui didn't answer his question, but the coldness in his eyes became a little bit more, not only did Meng Ting have those bad relatives, he also had them, in a sense, they just had an indelible bond with them Blood relationship, from an emotional point of view, is no longer a relative.

Zhen Han looked at Yan Sui whose expression was getting colder, sighed lightly, and patted Yan Sui's shoulder, "Don't think about it too much, you should be happy that you got married today, don't be put off, it's not worth it."

Hearing that Yan Sui thought of Meng Ting, the corners of his mouth naturally curled into a faint smile, "I'm very happy."

Zhen Han glanced at Yan Sui's appearance that suddenly melted away, curled his lips, he was worried in vain, he stood up, "You guys are going to go abroad by plane to play in a while, I'll go back too, call me if you need anything."

He stayed in the old house these few days not because of Yan Manjia, but because of Yan Sui's many marriages, his mother and aunt were unreliable, so he could only take the place of his cousin. Now that things are over, he can There is no habit of wronging myself.

"Wait," Yan Sui said after Zhen Han turned around.

Zhen Han turned back and looked at Yan Sui with a cold expression, he thought Yan Sui understood him.

"I took Meng Ting abroad, you come back every three days, show Dahuang and Maoqiu, and occasionally send me a few photos."

Zhen Han, who thought that Yan Sui was going to persuade him to repair the relationship with Yan Manjia, couldn't breathe, and almost suffocated to death.

"Understood, you wife slave!"

Zhen Han stomped her feet as she spoke, and felt that she was too naive, and left the living room with a "humming" nose.

Yan Sui sat in the living room for a while, going through the things in his mind, and then he got up and walked upstairs.

After changing his clothes, Yan Sui lay down next to Meng Ting, stretched out his arms to embrace him, and kissed Meng Ting lightly on the forehead, then he also closed his eyes.

Meng Ting rubbed against the person, wrapped his hands around him, and hugged him, his eyes were still closed, but he muttered, "Yan Sui, where have you been?"

"I went downstairs, dear, I'm back, let's sleep."

Hearing this, Meng Ting didn't speak any more, and loosened his grip on the person a little bit. Being drunk didn't make him sleep well, but being hugged by Yan Sui, he could sleep well.

But the plane was scheduled at eight o'clock, and they couldn't sleep much longer. The two of them got up around five o'clock. Make a final farewell.

"Be good at home. Rhubarb needs to take care of the hairball. Do you understand?" Meng Ting freed up a hand and touched the rhubarb. The injury of the rhubarb was lighter than that of the furball. It should be healed soon. Just as I took it out, I started to have fun. up.

"Woof... woof!" He was limp at the first sound, and fierce at the next sound. Meng Ting followed Rhubarb's gaze, and He Wan came down the stairs and looked at this side with a gloomy expression, obviously remembering The conflict between the two that day.

The eyes of the two met, Meng Ting turned around and immediately patted Rhubarb on the head.

Rhubarb let go of his guard with a "snor", but he also touched Meng Ting's feet.

Fuqiu yawned lazily, and finally opened his eyes. The light blue pupils were clean and beautiful, and some new fluff had grown. It was no longer as ugly as it was when it first arrived in Yan's house.

However, it is still very thin, and it still needs a period of time to recover and grow from the "hair" and "ball" expectations Meng Ting gave it.

Meng Ting rubbed its head and put it on Rhubarb's neck. They both stared at Meng Ting with wide eyes and remained motionless. A kiss fell on the head.

After the kiss was over, he picked up the fur ball again, took hold of Rhubarb's neck rope, and nodded to He Wan who came up to him, "Morning, Mom."

He Wan really couldn't recall what her daughter-in-law said earlier, she stared at it, and then Meng Ting walked around her and left with rhubarb and fur ball.

After he sent Rhubarb and Maoqiu back to their respective dens, he went to the kitchen to find Wang Ma and told them for a while, and when he came back to the living room, Yan Sui had already come down with their suitcases.

"There are so many things, you must have worked hard." Meng Ting thought that Yan Sui would just pack up a few clothes for them, but he didn't expect that there were two big boxes full of them, so he just brought rhubarb and fur balls to play, and nothing happened. Help Yan Sui.

He stepped forward a few steps, took a box, and held his hand, "Mother Wang cooked delicious meat porridge, you have to drink two more bowls after working hard."

"Okay," Yan Sui showed a little smile on his face, and led him to put the suitcase aside, then led him to the dining table.

"Where are Sui'er and Ting Ting going?" Meng Ting asked anyway, but Yan Sui had ignored her since she came down the stairs. Spill a little.

Yan Sui sat down with Meng Ting, served him a bowl of porridge, and then replied He Wan's words, "Go out."

When he replied, his eyes still fell on Meng Ting, and he picked up two more vegetables for him, and he whispered again, "Eat slowly."

The same is too simple, but the attitude is worlds apart. Even if He Wan wanted to pretend not to care, she couldn't pretend anymore, "Is this the way you talk to your mother?"

This early in the morning, He Wan wanted to quarrel. Wang Ma and Xiao Bo frowned again and again, but their positions were not good enough to say anything. Meng Ting swallowed the food and looked at He Wan. Wan.

"Mom's words are really strange. When you asked Yan Sui something, didn't he answer? Why did he have a bad attitude? He's obviously very good."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Yan Sui, "Don't be angry, let's eat."

It was obvious that He Wan was angry with Yan Sui, but Meng Ting was worried that Yan Sui would be angry with her. This protective appearance already had some characteristics of the Yan family.

Meng Ting also served Yan Sui a bowl of porridge with a lot of vegetables as he spoke.

"It's really delicious."

Meng Ting was even more appreciative of Wang Ma's dishes than Zhen Han's. There was a layer of water on his lips because of the porridge, and when he looked up, he couldn't say that his eyes were as charming as silk, but he also had a bit of unconscious charm.

Yan Sui smiled again, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Meng Ting lowered his voice, and leaned slightly towards Yan Sui, "You are good."

The love here is as warm as spring, and He Wan was trembling with anger at Meng Ting's words, but no one could feel that something was wrong when she heard Meng Ting's words. .

She walked out directly, but she didn't even want to eat breakfast in the old house.

Yan Manjia couldn't get up at 9:10 in the morning. Yan Sui and Xiao Bo Wang Ma gave a few more words of advice and took Meng Ting into the car. They arrived at the airport in an hour, boarded the plane in half an hour, and boarded the plane in eleven hours. Arrived at the capital of country F.

It is seven o'clock in the evening in Haicheng, and it is only eleven o'clock in the morning in country F, and the sky is just right.

"Let's overcome the jet lag today, and play slowly tomorrow."

Country F was strongly recommended by Zhen Han and Shi He to Yan Sui. The name of the romantic country is not in vain, and it is most suitable for people like Yan Sui who are not very romantic. The country has its own romantic attributes, so there is no need for Yan Sui to waste his brains. These buddies can be regarded as caring at home.

Of course, Yan Sui chose this place not only because of their suggestions, but also because he found that Meng Ting likes flowers very much. Fresh bouquets are placed in the living room every day. I will unconsciously tilt my head to smell it.

If such details are not intentional, it is really difficult to find out, and it is still in such a short period of time, but Yan Sui has noticed that in July and August, the flowers of country F bloom the most and the best. He wants Meng Ting to be happy, so he naturally follows his wishes I chose this place because of my preference and two-phase considerations.

"Mr. Yan!"

"Mr. Yan!"

A black man and a white man called Yan Sui one after another. He turned around with Meng Ting, and the two men also came forward, "My husband knew that Mr. Yan would bring Mrs. Yan to play, so he specially asked us to come. Pick up."

"Eldest young master also asked me to pick you up."

"Sir," just after they finished speaking, a man from the Xia Kingdom came out from the other side, followed by two people, "Sir, madam."

Yan Sui nodded, and let them take the suitcases he and Meng Ting were holding.

He looked at the two black and white men, "No need, I have my own arrangements here, and I will find him if necessary."

"Say the same with your cousin."

Hearing what Yan Sui said, those two people didn't insist anymore, they bowed slightly and watched them leave.

"A side branch of the Yan family came to country F in the early years. The white people belong to my cousin. As for the black-skinned one, it's a friend here."

The Yan family has a long history. The Yan family in Haicheng can be regarded as a direct branch, and there are also side branches that have developed well. His cousin's lineage came to country F more than a hundred years ago. It has already taken root. This time, it is estimated that after he arranged it, the actions of the people on his side alarmed them, and his cousin also sent someone to pick up the plane.

As for that friend, he had called Yan Sui before. He is not in Country F, but his family runs a hotel. If he is on a business trip and they come to pick him up, he will go too. Now he is bringing Meng Ting to spend his honeymoon. I don't want to get involved in too much communication.

"On the way back, let's have a light meal with them." Yan Sui patiently explained to Meng Ting the side branch of the Yan family. As for his flirtatious cousin, he just mentioned it. Also mentioned a few words.

After leaving the airport, they got into the car directly and drove for another four hours before they arrived at the place where they were going to live for the next few days.

The manor they are going to arrive at is the property that the Yan family bought in country F in the early years. Both Yan Manjia and Zhen Han have lived here before, but it is the first time for Yan Sui to come here. Green trees and grasslands, flower fields and flowing water, castle walls, the scenery along the way is charming enough.

Meng Ting basically fell asleep on the plane, and he was in a good mood at this time. He leaned against the window and watched the scenery for a while, but Yan Sui leaned against him and took a nap for a while.

"Yan Sui, we've arrived."

After Yan Sui leaned against him, Meng Ting became a little absent-minded looking at the scenery, and even turned sideways at the back, supporting Yan Sui with both hands, so that he could sleep better. The car stopped for a while before he noticed it. until they have arrived.

With his eyes closed, Yan Sui reached out with his hand, touched Meng Ting's cheek first, and only after receiving Meng Ting's light rub did he open his eyes.

He sat up and looked back at Meng Ting, looked it over carefully, and pulled his hand over, "Numb?"

Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui's cheeks flushed slightly, then nodded honestly.

"It's okay, I like you leaning on me."

Meng Ting's liking came from the bottom of his heart. Yan Sui slept well this time, and hearing him say that made him feel even better. After rubbing his hands, he pulled him over and kissed him on his lips, "We get off."

"Okay," Meng Ting replied, his cheeks turned even redder. He had the feeling that since the day they got married, Yan Sui had become more active towards him than before, and he no longer tabooed whether to be in front or behind when hugging and kissing. It was because They're married, and it's good to be married.

Meng Ting smiled as he thought about it, and after Yan Sui left for a while, he followed up again, and his kiss also landed on Yan Sui's lips, his brows and eyes were curved, his whole body seemed to be full of sunshine, warm and clean .

"This is Qiangwei Manor. The person who brought someone to pick us up just now is Uncle Li who is in charge of the manor, Li Yuan."

While leading Meng Ting along, Yan Sui introduced this Rose Manor to him. The reason why it was named Rose Manor was because there were nearly ten mu of rose fields in this manor. The annual income is enough to maintain the maintenance of the manor castle and the salary of the servants.

For the Yan family, this place is just a vacation spot with a nice scenery in country F. The annual surplus is basically distributed to the servants in the manor as bonuses. It is never thought of expecting it to make a lot of money.

Yan Sui finished speaking to Meng Ting, looked at him again, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Meng Ting slightly leaned over to touch the white roses on the side of the small stone road, and smelled them closer again, the smile on his face became brighter, he turned his head to look at Yan Sui, "Can I pick it?"

"These are from our family, of course."

Using a little force with his thumb and middle finger, Meng Ting folded off the flower stem. He put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it again, then nodded, "I like it."

"Cough," Yan Sui coughed softly, his gaze slightly shifted, and then he led Meng Ting to continue walking. The scene of Meng Ting lowering his head and sniffing the flowers stunned him. Did Meng Ting feel like holding flowers in his hand? They are very different, but Yan Sui attributed this difference to the fact that Meng Ting really likes flowers.

Although Yan Sui had never lived in Qiangwei Manor, there was still a room that belonged to him. After he decided to bring Meng Ting here, the manor was cleaned more than once inside and outside, let alone their room.

"For the past few days, the cook, the bodyguards and those who take care of the flower field will stay here. The others will have a vacation, and so will you."

Yan Sui said this to Uncle Li after he approached him, he brought Meng Ting here, even his cousin didn't want to see him, too many people were in front of him, he didn't like it, and he could clearly feel that Meng Ting It is somewhat uncomfortable to be in a new environment.

Up to now, he was only looking around, but people were clinging to him. This manor was obviously very much to his liking, but it was the people here that made him uncomfortable.

"Yes," Li Yuan was taken aback before he answered yes, but Yan Sui is the boss, so he just said what he said.

He led Yan Sui and Meng Ting to their room, and then went back downstairs to arrange the vacation for dozens of people in the manor.

The pale golden European style of decoration seemed to have returned to the Middle Ages. Meng Ting looked around and pulled Yan Sui to their bed, and then he half pulled Yan Sui and threw him on the bed. His furry head was resting on Yan Sui's chest, his hands hugged her tightly, he raised his head and kissed Yan Sui, no matter where it was.

It's been almost a day since he got on the plane and here, he and Yan Sui haven't gotten very close, he couldn't bear it long ago, now it's finally only them, he naturally didn't hide it, he wanted to get bored enough .

"They look at me, I can't even kiss you."

Yan Sui lifted Meng Ting up, then turned his head to meet his gaze, and then the two slowly approached, exchanging a tender and sweet kiss.

Meng Ting's cheeks became more bright red, and she pressed against Yan Sui's cheeks, the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be contained no matter what.

"We'll have dinner later, and then I'll take you for a walk in the flower fields. Starting tomorrow, we'll play in the nearby town first."

Meng Ting leaned closer and rubbed the tip of his nose against Yan Sui's, "I'll listen to you."

Yan Sui wanted to take him to have fun, eat and eat, he could feel that since he was here, he naturally wanted to have fun.

The two kissed and hugged each other for a long time before they got up and went downstairs to eat. They were not indoors, but by the living lake behind the manor castle.

Yan Sui and Meng Ting are not particularly aesthetically savvy in a certain sense, but when they come to a picturesque place with someone they like, even if they didn't understand it at first, they understand it now, because they both feel that the beauty in the scenery is beautiful. People are more beautiful, so the scenery is also beautiful.

Meng Ting is not picky about food, so he can eat these Western dishes, but he dislikes the small portions, but they come one after another, and he eats one after another, and it takes an hour and a half before he is full.

Yan Sui took the napkin and wiped the corners of Meng Ting's mouth, then led him to the flower field.

Meng Ting has an extra basket and a pair of scissors in his hand, and he can cut back any flowers he likes.

There are some flower farmers working in the flower field. They saw Meng Ting holding a pair of scissors, and his eyes slipped this way, but after a while they found that Meng Ting was not messing around. He was very particular about his technique. , he cut off two more leaves before putting the flowers in the basket.

Yan Sui held out the flower basket, Meng Ting concentrated on picking and cutting the flowers, the basket was gradually getting full.

"What are you smelling?"

Yan Sui softly asked Meng Ting, he would smell every flower before picking it, but rose is not the smell.

Meng Ting didn't look back when he heard the words, he sniffed again, "Even if it is a flower species, each flower has a different taste, as if they are all human beings, but different people look different."

He got up and put the flowers in the basket in Yan Sui's hand, with a faint and special smile on his face, "I'm picking flowers that look good and smell good."

Yan Sui seemed to understand, but still followed Meng Ting and didn't bother him anymore.

He could see that Meng Ting was very special to these flowers, he had an uncontrollable liking and closeness to them, which was similar to treating rhubarb furballs. If he really had to study carefully, he had to be more careful with rhubarb furballs, and he was obviously more careful with these flowers. Handy.

After walking around the flower field, the flower basket was full. Meng Ting broke some vines from the side of the road, knelt down on the grass, spread the flowers in the flower basket, picked them up one by one, and then used the vines one by one. The grass was fixed, and it didn't take long for the flowers to be formed into a big bunch by him.

He hugged the white rose, raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui, then stretched out the hand with the ring to him, Yan Sui stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

"For you." Meng Ting kept his eyes on Yan Sui, then handed him the bouquet in his hand.

These are the flowers in their own home, but he can make the fragrance of the flowers more fragrant and comfortable, which is barely a matter of effort.

Yan Sui didn't take the flowers, but embraced them together, then lowered his head slightly and kissed Meng Ting, tenderly, and the fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating, at this time there was only a little bit of light red in the sky, but when they finished kissing, the sky would It was completely dark.

"It's very fragrant." Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting and whispered, the flower scent he gave him, Meng Ting smelled even more fragrant.

Meng Ting pursed her lips and nodded, "Just as long as you like it."

He thought for a while and added, "I'll give you a discount these days."

Neither Meng Ting nor Yan Sui noticed the value of this bouquet of white roses. It is not an exaggeration to say that the perfume that Meng Ting handled in the previous life was worth a gram of gold. will accept this price.

Yan Sui came back with a bouquet in one hand and Meng Ting in the other. The people in the manor were almost dispersed, and they didn't see any strange looks. Besides, country F is more tolerant of men and women falling in love than China, regardless of men and women. There is no difference between men and women, women and women, it is just the mutual attraction of two hearts, the nature of love.

This time is one or two o'clock in the morning in China. After walking around, before reaching the upstairs, Meng Ting yawned twice. Yan Sui put his arms around his shoulders, "When you go back to your room, take a shower first. sleep."

"What about you?" Meng Ting nodded and asked another question.

"I'm in my room, packing my things."

"Okay," Meng Ting nodded, he just needs to be sure that Yan Sui will be where he can find it.

Meng Ting was sitting on the ground picking up his clothes, and when he remembered something, he turned his head to look. Yan Sui was making their beds, and after finishing, he packed the things in another suitcase. He sent everyone on vacation, these things Naturally, they have to do it themselves.

But Meng Ting felt a little guilty just looking at it, he didn't help in the morning, and now let Yan Sui do it by himself, isn't it not good.

Yan Sui tilted his head to meet Meng Ting's gaze, "Too sleepy? Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Meng Ting shook his head again and again, "No, I didn't help you at all."

He picked up his clothes and walked to the bathroom door, but he looked back at Yan Sui again, several images suddenly popped up in his mind, the images of him pestering his relatives after drunk, and then Yan Sui bathing him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Sui put the white rose that Meng Ting gave him into a vase, looked away, only to find that Meng Ting suddenly walked back, "What did you forget?"

Meng Ting shook his head, put one hand on Yan Sui's shoulder, kissed his lips, then turned around and ran to the bathroom in three steps at a time.

Yan Sui touched his lips, smiled lightly, lowered his head and arranged the flowers again, leaned slightly, and smelled them again, he didn't feel the smell of all kinds of flowers and plants downstairs, but when he returned to the room, he found This bouquet really smells good, the fragrance is not annoying, and it feels very comfortable.

Yan Sui seldom organizes things like this except for the desk in his own study, but it is not difficult to do. After tidying things up, he sat on the sofa and turned on his phone, but there was a new text message .

After reading it, he hesitated and took out the computer again. The screen scrolled slowly, and he was reading a very long email.

The results of the preliminary investigation about the experience of the Meng Ting Orphanage have come back. His face was a little dignified. When the bathroom door opened, he slowly closed the computer and put it aside. He got up and walked over to take it. Meng Ting wiped her hair with a towel.

"I didn't find the electric wind blowing inside." Meng Ting muttered while being wiped.

His biological clock was very accurate, so he was very sleepy at this moment, he sat on the bed, put his hands on Yan Sui's waist, and leaned into his arms.

Yan Sui rubbed his hair with some caution, as if he was afraid that his hands would be heavy and make Meng Ting uncomfortable. His face was even more serious, but his movements were extremely gentle. Meng Ting, who was already sleepy, felt sleepy under this gentle rubbing. Even more sleepy.

"Yan Sui, you are too kind to me."

He helped to take a bath, helped to wipe his hair, and even did housework that he had never done before. While he was touched, he was also a little worried, afraid that he would not be able to bear such a good thing.

"I should be nice to you, have you forgotten my words? I am happy to be nice to you."

Yan Sui slightly leaned forward and kissed Meng Ting's forehead, his expression was solemn and gentle, once he started to say something, it was not so difficult to speak again, not to mention that what he said was the truth, and he wanted Meng Ting to know .

Meng Ting gave a soft "hmm", closed his eyes completely, and became more and more sleepy to the point of teetering.

"Don't sleep yet, I'll go find an electric wind blower."

"En," Meng Ting replied again with his eyes closed.

While calling Uncle Li, Yan Sui looked for him, but before the phone was connected, he found it in the bathroom.

"It's okay." When the other side got connected, he hung up the phone in a hurry, and the person who came out and promised him not to sleep was already asleep with his pillow wrapped in a towel.

The sound of "huhu" didn't wake him up, Yan Sui's hands were running through Meng Ting's soft hair, without the slightest bit of impatience.

Meng Ting couldn't learn it, he came to learn it, and the two of them only needed to know it together.

Yan Sui thought so, and also did so.

Putting the electric wind blower and towel aside, he picked up the man and adjusted his posture, then covered him with the quilt. He looked at the man for a while, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "It's not that the Meng family is very supportive." OK."

The results of the preliminary investigation did not include finding Meng Ting's real family members, but they did find some things that were important to him and Meng Ting.

The orphanage was not formal, and it even participated in some child trafficking transactions. Many families who did not meet the requirements for adopting children could adopt their children here after paying some money.

There is even a deal between the orphanage and some human traffickers. They are responsible for abducting the children, and the orphanage makes huge profits by adopting the children illegally.

Yu Meixuan did give birth to a child, and it was indeed thrown into this orphanage, but that child was even more unhealthy than Meng Ting, and died after more than two months. Meng Ting was sent a month earlier than that child, but it was from traffickers.

It took more than half a year to find out that this kind of child has mental problems. Basically no one wants to adopt this kind of child. This is why he stayed in the orphanage for seven or eight years. Li Yifei went to the orphanage in person. She should know her relatives The fact that her grandson was dead, but she pointed at Meng Ting again, saying that he was her dead grandson, and asked Wu Fengjiao to take him back.

Xu Shi felt that a child who was not of his own blood could not be trusted, so he had the backhand who later designed to keep Meng Ting in check.

Meng Ting, who was already unfortunate enough to be abducted, was regarded by Li Yifei as unfortunate as he was later. If he had a worse nature, he didn't know what he would be brought up to look like.

The real Meng Ting died eighteen years ago. The current Meng Ting was brought here by human traffickers. It will take longer to find out who his real family members are, and it may never be found again. , but the investigation is worthwhile if he can disassociate himself from the Meng family.

And Meng Ting's real age should be more than eighteen years old, and his birthday is in January, but the exact date is not certain.

As for the orphanage and those human traffickers back then, his people are still investigating. I am afraid that if the shady behind this is revealed, it will cause a lot of shock, but what should be revealed has to be revealed.

Even if it wasn't for Meng Ting, Yan Sui wouldn't let this kind of thing go unnoticed when he encountered such a thing. Those who attack children should be condemned by God.

Yan Sui continued to read the emails, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, then went to bed and hugged her in his arms, and slept until dawn.

Meng Ting woke up at that time again, but it was still late at night in country F. Yan Sui hugged him, kissed his cheek, "Come sleep with me for a while."

"Okay," Meng Ting responded and kissed the corner of Yan Sui's mouth, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

They fell asleep again, and they didn't wake up until eight o'clock the next morning.

"I'm hungry, so hungry..." Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui and wanted to take a bite. He pressed Yan Sui's hand on his stomach to prove that he was really hungry, not that he didn't want to accompany him. Yan Sui slept.

Yan Sui gently rubbed Meng Ting's stomach with his hand, "Why are you hungry?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and emotionally ineffective, Meng Ting felt that his ears were a little itchy.

"Hungry and deflated." He replied truthfully.

The corners of Yan Sui's mouth curled up into a smile, and he hugged them up and sat up together, "Get up, let's have breakfast, and then go for a walk in the town."

"En," Meng Ting replied, suddenly remembered something, pulled Yan Sui's neck, and put a kiss on his lips, "Good morning."

He was so hungry he almost forgot their good morning kiss.

And the good morning kisses that were originally kisses between the brows turned into kisses on the lips from this day on.

Yan Sui's eyes darkened slightly, but he still let go of Meng Ting and let him go to the bathroom to wash up.

Originally, he was prepared to wait for a year, but suddenly there was no need to wait, and his mood was a little delicate.

There are not too many people in the small town of country F. He took Meng Ting for a walk along the old trails. Meng Ting really didn't understand, the questions were very popular.

"You're so amazing, you know everything." Meng Ting never hesitated to praise others, especially to Yan Sui, those eyes were shining brightly, and when he looked at Yan Sui, his heart warmed up, so he didn't want to To say something humble.

He rubbed Meng Ting's hair, and at a corner where no one was looking, he pressed the person against the wall and kissed him deeply. This kind of intimate contact would make people addicted, and it was an addiction that was willing to sink.

The author has something to say: The big fat chapter is here again~~~ In addition, the perfume fragrance is all nonsense, please don't take it seriously, okay~