Meng Ting's pretty face was reflected in Yan Sui's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he nodded.
But the moment he was dazzled by the beauty, Meng Ting felt hesitant, his hand slid onto Yan Sui's face, and poked his cheek, "Yan Sui, you can't miss me, you are me of."
These days, he envied Zhen Han and the others to death, and when he heard Yan Sui's voice, those longings fermented even more.
No, maybe it should be said that it was jealousy, he was jealous that Zhen Han and the others could stay by Yan Sui's side, talk with him, eat with him, and took away all the things that he should have been with.
"I miss you," Yan Sui said as she hugged Meng Ting lightly, kissed him on the lips, then pressed his head on his shoulder, and patted Meng Ting's hand very naturally. Back, "I know, I'm yours and only yours."
Maybe Meng Ting didn't know the source of his strong attachment, but Yan Sui did.
Meng Ting still hasn't escaped from the shadow of that day's events. If he can't see him or touch him, Meng Ting can't help worrying. It's rare for him to endure these days in Yan's Mansion for them. up.
Yan Sui's serious expression, absolute words, finally satisfied Meng Ting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips kissed Yan Sui's neck as close as possible, and then continued to hug Yan Sui with both hands, he whispered again He muttered, "You are mine, and you are mine."
In order to make Meng Ting feel comfortable in his arms, Yan Sui didn't go to the desk to deal with things. He turned on the laptop and read the electronic report on the sofa in the study. Meng Ting also concentrated on bullying others.
The person in charge of the Yan family has changed from Meng Ting to Yan Sui, and the pace of annexing the Yan family will only speed up and will not stop.
Yan Yunsheng called Xu Shumin again, but this time the person who answered was not Yan Yunsheng himself, but his secretary. Yan Yunsheng hung up the phone, he knew that it was impossible for Xu Shumin and his Xu family to help him, and they might not even give him some time to breathe.
And on this day, the Meng family, who had been lingering in Haicheng for so long, also declared bankruptcy. Mr. Meng and his people from the second room of the Meng family completely withdrew from the noble circle of Haicheng. Li Yifei reunited inside.
Meng Qi bought a house here in the northern suburbs, and lived here with Feng Zejiao and his parents. The address is near Yan's house. After dinner, Meng Ting and Yan Sui walked to the door, and saw Feng Zejiao was walking Meng Qi, he saw Meng Ting and Yan Sui from a distance, and he waved happily.
However, Meng Ting looked at him for a long time before he recognized the person, and he looked around to see if there were other passers-by, maybe Meng Qi was waving to someone else? Meng Ting still feels that he and Meng Qi are not very familiar.
Meng Qi saw what Meng Ting meant at a glance, and he stopped talking to Meng Ting. He looked at Yan Sui, "Where is Boss Yan taking a walk?"
"Yes," Yan Sui nodded, he and Meng Qi had nothing to say, exchanged a few words with Feng Zejiao, and then walked back with Meng Ting.
Meng Qi was obviously a little unfulfilled, but he lived nearby, and he would always find a chance to talk to Meng Ting in the future.
What he said was really just talking. Some of your thoughts about Meng Ting were crushed by Meng Ting with two fists at the very beginning.
"Why does he also call you the boss?" Meng Ting and Yan Sui walked for a while, and he suddenly asked again, how could he not know when Yan Sui accepted Meng Qi as his younger brother again. Does that Meng Qi have any unreasonable thoughts about his Yan Sui
Thinking of this, Meng Ting tightened Yan Sui's hand again.
Yan Sui had nothing to hide from Meng Ting, so he explained his cooperation with Meng Qi to Meng Ting in detail.
"Oh, that's how it is...then he should call you the boss," he thought that the Meng family's crimes would be rewarded with evil, and they had suffered retribution, but he didn't expect that it was Yan Sui who made it behind. I know that a large part of the reason is because of him.
"Li Lan and his grandfather call me the head of the family!"
Speaking of Li Lan, Meng Ting thought of another thing, "By the way, Li Lan will come over after the exam in two days. I will show him the laboratory. He is also very good." Meng Ting's this is very good , talking about Li Lan's talent in perfume.
"Understood, the boss." Yan Sui said as he raised his hand to rub Meng Ting's cheeks that were slightly red from the cold, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed his lips.
Meng Ting blinked his eyes and then kissed back, the two exchanged a breathless deep kiss, Meng Ting's sudden anxiety caused by Meng Qi was kissed back, his cheeks were a little redder than before, he He corrected Yan Sui's words in a low voice.
"I'm Li Lan's boss, and you are the boss of our family."
For this point, Meng Ting still recognized it, but before he finished speaking, he squeezed into Yan Sui's arms again, and added, "But you are still mine." That is, Yan Sui is the owner of all the Yan family, He is still his.
Hearing this, Yan Sui couldn't help laughing, and asked Meng Ting to hug him for a while, and then led him inside.
After all, there was a final exam tomorrow, Meng Ting and Yan Sui returned upstairs, took out the papers and made two more copies, and then went to bed with a slightly apprehensive mood.
The next day, Yan Sui personally sent Meng Ting to the school. He sent the person to the door of the classroom before getting back into the car and heading to Yan's Building. After five o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Ting came out of the school gate. Yan Sui's car had already arrive.
During the two days of the exam, Yan Sui picked him up and dropped him off all the way. He went to Yan's Building. There were still people inside and outside Meng Ting School secretly watching.
"I'm done with the exam, so I should be fine," Meng Ting said, lying down in Yan Sui's arms, and took the initiative to hold Yan Sui's hand in his arms, with a look of relief.
Yan Sui rubbed Meng Ting's hair with his other hand, he thought for a while and said, "I'll cook noodles for you tonight as a reward."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded again and again, staring straight at Yan Sui, thumped twice and wanted to get up, but he was really tired, so he stopped thumping, and lowered his voice, "Come closer Son, I kiss you."
Yan Sui didn't hesitate, and immediately leaned down, and then Meng Ting kissed him on the cheek as he wished.
After kissing someone, he frowned and smiled, and rubbed against Yan Sui again before letting him go.
"By the way, Teacher Wang asked me if I wanted to make up lessons, but I refused." Meng Ting grabbed Yan Sui's hand, squeezed it, and then said, "I don't want to go, I want to be with you."
To be precise, Meng Ting wanted to guard Yan Sui, and wait until the matter was settled before he could do his own thing. Yan Sui would be worried about his safety, but he would also be worried about Yan Sui, what happened that time would never happen.
Yan Sui nodded upon hearing this, "That's fine, it's the same as studying at home."
If it doesn't work, you can ask someone to teach at home as before.
"En," Meng Ting nodded, he didn't ask Yan Sui to lower his head, but he reached out and touched Yan Sui's lips, which probably meant the same thing, the meaning that he couldn't help but want to be intimate with Yan Sui.
He was lying in Yan Sui's arms the whole time, and he didn't get down until the car arrived at the door of his house, but before he had taken two steps, he asked Yan Sui to carry him on his back again. In the past six months, Meng Ting has grown a lot taller, but he still fits very well when he is lying on Yan Sui's back.
He leaned against Yan Sui's cheek, glanced around, then opened his lips, and nibbled Yan Sui's cheek, he was reluctant to use force, and let it go after licking it.
"It's useless," Meng Ting gnawed, and then whispered to Yan Sui, rubbing his cheek against the place where Yan Sui gnawed, "I just want to kiss you." I wanted too much, so the kiss became gnawed.
"En," Yan Sui replied, and then walked in faster. Meng Ting wanted to kiss him, and he wanted to kiss Meng Ting as well. He couldn't say it, but he was willing to do it.
After Xiao Bo took the schoolbag, he saw Yan Sui going back to the room with Meng Ting on his back. He turned to tell Wang Ma that there is no need to worry about dinner. As for the others, they can serve some snacks first. Meng Ting is the end of the semester today. After the exam, they probably wanted to have a meal with him.
Sure enough, as Xiao Bo expected, they returned to the room for more than an hour before they came down. Meng Ting and Yan Sui also took a shower and changed their clothes. What did they do? Just know.
"Baby Ting Ting's skin is really good," Yan Manjia looked at Meng Ting for a long time, and came to such an inexplicable conclusion.
When Meng Ting was mentioned, he turned his eyes away from Yan Sui and looked at Yan Manjia. After thinking for a while, he finally responded to Yan Manjia's words, "I guess I'm younger."
He is the youngest in the whole family, so shouldn't it be natural for him to have the best skin
Yan Manjia, who was trampled on her painful foot, turned her head away angrily, and she pondered again, "You should be full of pimples at this time!" But Meng Ting's daily diet is mainly light, more He can't even eat spicy food, and Wang Ma has never stopped taking the medicinal food for his body, so it's strange that his skin is not good.
As soon as Yan Manjia said, Meng Ting recalled the classmates he had just met today. Indeed, many of them had pimples on their faces. He touched his face in a little panic, but he didn't feel any pimples, so he relaxed. tone.
He glanced at Yan Sui, then shook his head, "I don't want to get acne, and I don't want to be ugly."
He is good looking and can attract Yan Sui, but he can't lose this advantage.
Yan Manjia was startled by seeing Meng Ting, and she finally sat down satisfactorily. She has no youthful capital, but she can't give up maintenance, and she has to learn from Ning Zhou another day.
In fact, Yan Manjia lived in the old house during this time, went to bed early and woke up early, and in addition to painting, she watched TV on weekdays, and practiced yoga by herself every evening, with a regular schedule, a good mood, and a natural color. Even without makeup, she looks much better than before.
She envied Meng Ting's skin, and probably many people also envied her skin.
Meng Ting thought about it again, then shook Yan Sui's hand, "Don't make the noodles more spicy at night."
"Okay," Yan Sui agreed, he didn't plan to add it in the first place.
Yan Manjia and the others who heard their conversation had long been used to the fact that Yan Sui cooked for Meng Ting alone. Except for the chicken wings one night, they were lucky enough to taste them, but they couldn't at other times. "Food protection" is very strong, and he refuses to share it with others easily.
They were talking, and Yan Yu and He Yue also came from the next door. When something happened that day, Mr. He might have wanted to keep He Yue and Yan Yu, but he couldn't open his mouth, but He Yue and Yan Yu had something to say. It is planned that they will move out after He Yue fully recovers.
Where to live has not yet been decided, maybe Haicheng, maybe F country, although they have delayed for more than 20 years, they still want to fulfill He Yue's dream.
When they sat down, everyone began to eat with chopsticks.
"How was the exam?" Yan Yu put down his chopsticks and asked Meng Ting, but Meng Ting still had food in his mouth. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Yu, hesitated before nodding.
He Yue tugged Yan Yu's sleeve to tell him not to bring up such a topic that Meng Ting might not like.
But Yan Yu actually didn't think about it. Not only He Yue was protecting him, but Yan Manjia and Zhen Han also raised their eyes to look over. Yan Sui didn't look at it. That's because he didn't care about him at all, and there was a way to make Meng Ting not care.
"You just have to do your best. Your body is important." This is why Yan Yu started this idea. There is no shortage of children with good grades in their family. Meng Ting will learn if he is willing to learn, but he doesn't want to. He has Yan Sui and his own career, so there is no need to squeeze This single-plank bridge.
Meng Ting was about to nod this time, he smiled at Yan Yu, then picked up the vegetables, put them on Yan Sui's plate, and urged, "It's delicious, you eat."
Yan Sui's taste was similar to Yan Yu's, and the two of them had a lot of that dish, Meng Ting was worried that Yan Sui would get hungry because of Yan Yu's eating too much.
After Yan Yu paused, his expression turned helpless in an instant. He picked up the chopsticks, and Meng Ting's gaze drifted over. Yan Yu picked up He Yue's favorite dish, and Meng Ting looked away.
"That's what Father He likes to eat, I know."
He was talking to Yan Sui in a low voice, and when he saw that the food on his plate was finished, he immediately gave it to Yan Sui again.
Of course, the dishes on his plate were all picked by Yan Sui, with a combination of meat and vegetables and balanced nutrition.
After eating, everyone watched TV with Meng Ting for a while, and then they dispersed. After Meng Ting came back, he did some exercise and was a little sleepy now, but he still remembered Yan Sui's face and couldn't sleep. Yan Sui was not allowed to take pictures of him either.
They went to the study room, Yan Sui took care of things, Meng Ting took out his laptop, and began to think about the Four Seasons perfume he was going to give Yan Sui. Of course, part of his thinking was to look at Yan Sui, after all, he created a perfume tailor-made for Yan Sui, and he looked at it quite at ease.
Naturally, Yan Sui wouldn't be unconscious, while he was distracted, the speed of processing things was constantly accelerating.
Seeing Meng Ting staring at him for a while, he looked back at the computer. He finally put the pen in the pen holder, got up to Meng Ting's seat, and hugged him from behind, "What are you looking at me for?"
"I'm thinking about perfume," Meng Ting said as his cheeks blushed slightly guilty, he held Yan Sui's hand on his stomach, and raised his jaw slightly, "The perfume I give you, of course, starts with studying you .”
"Isn't it very reasonable?"
If Meng Ting hadn't said this, there was some truth to it, but when he turned around, his guilty look immediately suppressed the truth. This is probably an alternative version of "fake public affairs for personal gain".