Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting for a while, and then he kissed someone again. He kissed away the water splashing from the corners of Meng Ting's eyes, and then continued to kiss, soft and comforting, and there was something Yan Sui couldn't describe. The affection of the mouth.
In fact, Meng Ting did not reject such kisses, he leaned against the back of the sofa and let him do what he did.
This kind of tenderness didn't stop until Meng Ting recovered from the extreme joy of his body, and Yan Sui stopped.
Meng Ting's eyes gradually gained focus, and the rosy glow that had just dissipated crept back quietly. He stared straight at Yan Sui, as if he wanted to ascertain something from his face.
Yan Sui was quite used to Meng Ting's undisguised gaze, so he tilted his head and kissed his lips, then straightened his body, pulled one side of his clothes to wrap him around, and walked towards the room.
The window was open, and the night wind was getting colder. He tossed people, and he couldn't stay in the night wind for too long.
Taking a bath, applying medicine, and then coaxing people to sleep, Yan Sui became more and more proficient.
When Meng Ting was dazed with his eyes closed, he asked softly, "Are you happy?"
Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting, raised his eyebrows slightly, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Happy."
How can you be unhappy when you combine body and mind with the person you like, especially when Meng Ting intentionally indulges and wants to make him happy, because of this kind of intention, he still feels warm and comfortable until now, the answer is absolutely affirmative.
"En," Meng Ting responded lightly, his brows were a little softer than before, and he said in a softer voice than before, "I'm happy too."
Yan Sui didn't say anything back to Meng Ting, but he couldn't help but hug him tighter.
Perhaps it's not unreasonable to say that extreme joy begets sorrow, and when he was so happy, Yan Sui suddenly thought, what would he do if he never met Meng Ting in this life
It was as cold and lonely as in the past, maybe it has always been that way, he didn't think it was bad.
But now that he has met Meng Ting, he is afraid that such a life will be unbearable.
Yan Sui's consciousness slowly fell into chaos, but something was deeply planted in his heart tonight, quickly took root and sprouted, and bloomed brightly.
Yan Sui woke up a few times in the middle, and only after making sure that Meng Ting didn't have a fever did he continue to fall asleep.
The sunlight slanted into the bedroom through the veil, and gradually rose, the two of them woke up later than yesterday, and Meng Ting's biological clock that had been cultivated for decades was disrupted by Yan Sui.
He opened his eyes in a daze, but first felt Yan Sui rubbing gently on his left leg. He paused, then lifted his right leg to him, "Sour..."
As soon as the words came out, he closed them again, his voice was even weirder than yesterday.
But in fact, only Meng Ting himself finds it strange, his voice has the laziness of just waking up, and the slow tone is actually very attractive. It's not weird, it's nice to hear, and it's ticklish.
Yan Sui also put his right foot on his lap, and rubbed it for him. Meng Ting sat up slowly, leaned slightly and kissed Yan Sui's cheek, it was a gesture of rubbing his leg for Yan Sui without hesitation. rewards.
Yan Sui continued to rub Meng Ting's leg, and then turned the other side of his cheek. The corner of Meng Ting's mouth curled up into a smile, leaned forward again, kissed him, and kissed him again.
This morning was as usual, sweet and ordinary.
After breakfast, they took a car to the nearby scenic spots for a walk, and the plane at 4:00 pm did not go to the scenic spots that were too far away.
After lunch, the two of them went back to the hotel to continue working together, and when the time was almost up, they set off for the airport.
Ai Xi and Yan Mingya rushed to see each other off, the four of them didn't talk for long at the airport, and Yan Sui took Meng Ting on the plane.
Yan Sui didn't specifically tell Yan Zhoubo about Yan Yu's reappearance in Country F, and he didn't even call and send someone to investigate him, as if he didn't know about Meng Ting's encounter with him.
This trip to country F was only seven days long, and there were many things that happened, or they discovered too many things, such as Meng Ting's life experience, Yu Meixuan's whereabouts, the truth that her child was not dead, and the fact that she was confirmed. Yan Yu's life and death.
The plane arrived in Haicheng. It was eleven o'clock at night in Country F, but it was six o'clock in the morning in Country Xia. Zhao Bing and Wang Feng came to pick up the plane. As soon as Meng Ting sat in the car, he fell asleep in Yan Sui's arms, and arrived at the iron gate of Yan's house. Before stopping, he was carried back to the upstairs room by Yan Sui without realizing it.
Yan Sui wanted to sleep with Meng Ting, but he still had a lot of things to do. After he was sure that Meng Ting had fallen asleep again, Yan Sui got up and went to the study. Wang Feng also brought a lot of documents for Yan Sui to read. Things need to be explained to him.
The computer turned on the video conference, and the big and small meetings lasted for nearly three hours. After the meeting was over, the two of them continued to process the accumulated documents. Yan Sui suddenly checked the time, "Let's have lunch first, and we will continue at 2 o'clock in the afternoon."
"Okay," Wang Feng nodded, looked at his watch, and couldn't help looking at it for a while longer. It was only half past eleven.
Why does he feel that his boss has returned from a trip to country F, and suddenly became more humane. When they had a lot of things to do, they always had lunch at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.
In Yan's house, most of them sent Uncle Wang and Mama Wang to the study. They chatted about things, ate a few mouthfuls at the same time, and then continued. How many things can be handled in these two and a half hours.
After Yan Sui finished speaking, he put the pen aside, got up and went out of the study with Wang Feng, Wang Feng went downstairs to wait for dinner, Yan Sui exchanged a few words with the servants passing by the door, but returned to the room, he naturally looked for Meng Ting went.
Meng Ting didn't wake up until almost nine o'clock. He was stunned for a long time before he remembered that they were going home. He went downstairs to have breakfast, and when he learned that Yan Sui and Wang Feng were in the study, he didn't bother. With the fur ball in one hand, he walked around the pasture with Rhubarb in the other, and then led them back to the room.
Rhubarb was snoring at his feet, and the fur ball was sleeping on Meng Ting's thigh. Meng Ting was looking at the computer intently, and the mouse slowly turned. The screen was full of English, and it was an English document with a lot of professional terms.
The experiment that he almost completed in his previous life was still short of some key steps. At that time, he didn't have time to complete it. Now he not only wants to continue, but also has more ideas. He wants to give the most perfect one to Yan Sui.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Sui had been in the room for a while, but Meng Ting was so focused that he didn't even notice him coming in, so he could only find a sense of presence by himself.
Meng Ting paused slightly when he heard the words, and then looked at Yan Sui, his eyes flickered slightly, as if mustering up all the courage he could have before he said, "Yan Sui, I want to repeat the reading, I want to go to university."
He wants to have his own laboratory, complete the unfinished things in his previous life, and give Yan Sui his most perfect work.
There was no surprise on Yan Sui's expression when he heard the words, and he didn't even pause. He stroked Meng Ting's cheek lightly, and responded, "Okay."
Regardless of asking why or chasing after him, he just wanted to satisfy all of Meng Ting's demands, not to mention that this was not much of a demand.
Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui's eyes drooping slightly, then he grabbed Yan Sui's collar, raised his jaw slightly, his lips hit Yan Sui, and he took the initiative to kiss someone again, not because of gratitude, but because he wanted to kiss him, That's all.
Yan Sui gently responded to Meng Ting's kiss, and when he was about to withdraw, he turned passive to active, and extended the kiss again, hugging the panting man in his arms, the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows could not be hidden.
"There will only be each other between us. Our future is very long. No matter what you want to do, I will support you." This is what Yan Sui told Meng Ting, but it is also his promise, and he will try his best to fulfill it Promise of.
Hearing this, Meng Ting rubbed against Yan Sui's neck, his cherry-colored lips moved slightly, and he replied, "Okay."
Other than that, he didn't know what else he could give back, and he didn't think he would regret the decision.
Wang Feng waited downstairs for half an hour before Yan Sui brought Meng Ting down.
After lunch, Yan Sui went for a walk with Meng Ting for more than half an hour, then went back to his room and stayed in the study for another hour. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon that he had told him before.
Wang Feng finally realized that this kind of time arrangement was not because Yan Sui suddenly became humane, but because he gave his heart to others, and time was also given away. It was the time that Yan Sui voluntarily let Meng Ting take up.
Before Yan Sui entered the study, he actually approached Xiao Bo and asked him to arrange for Meng Ting to return to school and to be a summer tutor.
Only then did Xiao Bo and Wang Ma suddenly realize that their head's wife is only a senior in high school.
When eating in the evening, Meng Ting got a complete set of books bought by Xiao Bo, including the test papers and review materials of Haicheng's prestigious high school. Two boxes were full, and Yan Sui had someone carry them to his study.
Meng Ting watched helplessly, and Wang Ma lovingly picked up two extra chicken legs for him, and she was already thinking about how to replenish the body of their hard-working wife.
Yan Sui also put Meng Ting's favorite eggplant into his bowl, "Eat first."
Meng Ting nodded, looked away, and concentrated on eating.
After the daily walk, he was taken to the study by Yan Sui, Meng Ting wrote the test papers, and Yan Sui continued to process the documents.
Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting from time to time, seeing that the tip of his pen was moving all the time, and his expression was focused, he was lost in thought a few times. Ever since Meng Ting was concentrating on picking flowers in Rose Manor, he noticed that Meng Ting was serious. , He is more eye-catching than usual.
It's like a diamond suddenly unearthed under the sun, shining, charming and dazzling, this is the real Meng Ting, and he was just lucky enough to get this diamond and occupy it before it wiped off the dust.
Meng Ting finished his comprehensive studies first, then mathematics, then English and Chinese. He didn't write the big composition. From six o'clock to ten o'clock, for four full hours, his eyes never moved from the table in front of him.
And Yan Sui finally realized the feeling of being completely left out in the cold.
Meng Ting put down his pen, turned his head over, and met Yan Sui's focused gaze, and then he couldn't help smiling, "I've finished everything except the composition."
It's been a long time since he was reborn and woke up, and he hasn't been as serious as he was tonight.
Yan Sui raised his hand to him, Meng Ting grabbed his test paper and walked over. Before he could put the paper on the table in front of Yan Sui, Yan Sui took him to sit down for a while. Moved sideways to the position deliberately moved up.
Meng Ting clung to Yan Sui's arms, then watched Yan Sui pick up the pen and began to correct.
Yan Sui corrected very quickly. In less than twenty minutes, he finished correcting four papers. There was a little smile on his face. He rubbed Meng Ting's hair and praised, "You did well in the exam."
Meng Ting's partial subjects are a bit serious, and some answers to questions in science, comprehensive science and mathematics are not perfect, but they are basically all correct, which is absolutely rare. His English is not bad, but his composition is not good, and some reading comprehension questions are wrong. As for Chinese, he is the worst of all subjects. Even if his basic score for composition is counted, it is still difficult for him to pass.
But this was beyond Yan Sui's expectations, not just because of Meng Ting's college entrance examination results, but also because Meng Ting's closed high school is different from ordinary high schools. To improve their grades, we must correct their conduct, get rid of Internet addiction, violent tendencies, and so on.
There no one cares about grades anymore, how the students don’t get punished in their daily life, how the teachers control the rebellious and hopeless in their eyes, Yan Sui doesn’t even know that Meng Ting wants to study in that kind of environment How did he do it.
Meng Ting's eyes sparkled brightly, he felt a little inexplicably cautious about the sudden exaggeration, he rubbed Yan Sui's hand, then turned his head and lay down on the table to look at the paper that Yan Sui had carefully marked for him, and waited until he finished reading it Once again, he turned around and smiled at Yan Sui.
His Yan Sui is not only better at fighting than him, but also better at studying.
"How do you usually study?"
Yan Sui wrapped his arms around Meng Ting's waist, rested his chin on his shoulder, and asked softly, with uncontrollable distress in his eyes.
"It's just reading and writing papers. I will collect and write papers that other people don't want to write, and I will gradually get used to it."
This "slowly" process is actually not short, nor is it easy, but the hard work can't be expressed in words. Meng Ting is actually very lucky to start again at this time, sooner or later he is unwilling, then He endured it once in three years... but he didn't want to repeat it at all.
If he was reborn earlier, he might not want to live.
The gloomy look in Meng Ting's eyes flickered little by little, and finally disappeared without a trace. He pushed the papers away, and then turned around and hugged Yan Sui. What should I do? Someone loves someone, and someone hurts him. Sad up.
He seemed to be getting more and more strange, uncontrollably strange.
Yan Sui paused slightly before stroking the back of Meng Ting's neck, "Are you tired?"
"En," Meng Ting responded lightly, and raised his arms to hug Yan Sui's neck, leaning against his neck and said in a muffled voice, "You can carry me back to the room."
Hearing this, Yan Sui tilted his head and kissed Meng Ting's hair, and didn't respond, he directly picked him up and went back to the room, took a shower and cleaned up, and it was still Yan Sui who helped Meng Ting, and then he came out of the bathroom by himself, and the wound on Meng Ting's body Emotions seem to have returned to normal.
He leaned against the pillow with his knees in his arms, and when he realized that he was back, he immediately pulled the quilt away.
Yan Sui went to bed, Meng Ting lay down and moved into his arms.
Yan Sui's kiss fell on Meng Ting's lips, "Good night."
"Good night," Meng Ting kissed Yan Sui back, and then obediently closed her eyes.
Yan Sui stared at the man for a long time before he closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, Meng Ting's mood was obviously wrong in the study just now, but he couldn't find the real reason, and he was reluctant to directly Ask Meng Ting.
When he woke up the next day, Meng Ting completely returned to normal. After he had breakfast, Yan Sui accompanied him to see the teacher who came to make up lessons for him. After reading Meng Ting's papers, only the Chinese teacher and English teacher were left behind. .
Meng Ting's science subjects, those teachers have nothing to teach him, English and Chinese seem to have room for improvement, but Meng Ting's comprehension of these two subjects has basically reached the limit that he can achieve so far.
Several teachers predicted that there would not be much difference between Meng Ting's test score next year and the current score.
Supplementary lessons are actually not necessary, even the English teacher and the Chinese teacher come on alternate days and don’t come on weekends, just like other teachers, just leave homework or papers for Meng Ting.
He takes two hours of class every day, guarantees to complete two sets of papers every week, and the rest of the time is still free, walking the dog, teasing the cat, or calculating the problems he wants to solve with the blueprints until they come back from their honeymoon for seven days. This is how Meng Ting lived every month.
After Yan Sui was busy for the first three days, he was not so busy anymore. He left home at 8 o'clock every day and returned home on time at 5:30 o'clock. The English teacher and Chinese teacher didn't come over on weekends, so Yan Sui took Meng Ting to the company Go, occasionally get off work early, and take him for a walk on the street, buy some delicious treats for him.
This day was also the same, Yan Sui handed over the matter at hand to his subordinates, and left the company with Meng Ting ahead of schedule.
"Where are we going?" Meng Ting shook Yan Sui's hand, his eyes slightly slanted to look at people, with infinite charm without knowing it.
"I'll go buy you some delicious food first," Yan Sui pulled him a little closer, and then whispered like this. From the outsiders' eyes, he seemed to be saying something very touching to Meng Ting. Once in a company, people inside and outside have to show them many times.
Meng Ting's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he nodded immediately, "The sugar-fried chestnuts last time were delicious, let's buy that one again."
"Okay," Yan Sui said as he protected Meng Ting's head and let him get in the car, and then he got in the car.
But they had just bought fried chestnuts in sugar, and before they decided on their next itinerary, Yan Sui answered a phone call.
"Okay, we'll come."
Meng Ting's lips moved, and then he looked at Yan Sui, he was still very conscious, he thought Yan Sui's "we" was Yan Sui and him.
"My grandmother was ill a few days ago. She just recovered from a serious illness and it coincided with her birthday. She wanted us to go there."
When Yan Sui said this, his tone was quite calm. He rubbed Meng Ting's hair, and then led the person to the car, "We'll come back after we have a look at her."
It's not that Yan Sui has never been to the two old people's birthday celebrations for so many years, but not only He Wan was turned away, but so was he, and even the gifts he sent were returned. The reaction is out of Yan Sui's consideration.
Yan Sui was really surprised when he received this call.