Murong Mian was a little excited, and seemed to really want to see his scheduled fiancée.
Ji Mianmian looked at him and said with a stern face: "Are you sure you want to provoke, rather than want to see if your fiancée is beautiful?"
Even though she knew that Murong Mian could not have any affection for that unknown woman, seeing him so excited still made Ji Mianmian feel uncomfortable.
Murong Mian's mood indeed improved immediately. He bent down, looked at Ji Mianmian's eyes, and said fondly: "Look at the sour words, let me try..."
With that said, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Before Ji Mianmian could react, he had penetrated her body quickly. When she saw him, she licked the corners of her lips with her tongue, as if she was really savoring the taste she had just tasted. There was someone next to her, and Ji Mianmian's face turned red at that moment. .
Murong Mian tasted it and said: "Well, it is indeed sour, and it is still old vinegar! It is very tasty."
Ji Mianmian said angrily: "Then don't eat it, huh..."
Well, Murong Mian took a sip of fragrance on her face, "But I just like old vinegar, and I don't like other flavors."
The person who came to report already felt uneasy. He wanted to run away from someone, or turn into air. The two people's show of affection as if there was no one around him really made him feel that he shouldn't exist at all.
Ji Mianmian pursed her lips and wanted to talk, but in the end she thought it was better to forget it. Why bother with him? He didn't really want to see that woman.
Murong Mian raised her hand and scratched Ji Mianmian's nose: "Let's go, we must protest to her and ask her to leave in a smooth manner and not to ruin our relationship."
He had already thought about it. If the other party knew each other, Murong Mian planned to sit down and have a good talk with them. If they didn't want to blush, they could just be friends.
If the other party is ignorant, then he will not give them face, and he will tear them apart as much as he wants without mercy.
Ji Mianmian rolled her eyes at him.
Murong Mian held her hand tightly: "Let's go, my wife, we will see you here sooner or later. Since they come to your door to ask for repairs, of course we have to do something, otherwise such a good opportunity will be wasted."
Murong Zhihong called him over today, and one of the most important things was to let her meet the woman he had arranged.
As long as Murong Zhihong doesn't give up on the marriage arranged for him, then this matter will never end.
To solve this matter, Murong Zhihong must either give up or let Mrs. Jones give up her mind.
Anyway, as long as one of the two ends is willing to let go, then there will be no problem.
Ji Mianmian had no choice but to be pulled forward by Murong Mian.
"Then I won't be polite when the time comes."
"Be polite? Why are you being polite? If you are being polite to your love rival, then I should cry, okay?"
Ji Mianmian was silent and suddenly smiled.
Nowadays, Murong Mian's rogue nature has returned more and more, and the depression he felt when they first met again is slowly leaving him.
Ji Mianmian seemed to be able to see that the haze that enveloped him had been dispelled.
After a few minutes, the two finally met Mrs. Jones and her daughter.
I have to say, they are very beautiful. Both mother and daughter are very beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes, tall figure, protruding front and back, exuding the atmosphere of British aristocracy in every gesture, they are the kind of ladies and ladies in the true sense.
Mrs. Jones is well-maintained. Judging from her face alone, she looks more like Jessica’s sister...