In the middle of the night, Meng Nan could not fall asleep, and finally got up in a cloak.
Pushing open the window, the bright moon outside gradually rounded up, the shadows in the courtyard were clearly visible, and a familiar figure was sitting in the courtyard drinking alone.
He hurriedly pushed the door out, "Oh, Jin Xiaoan, you didn't call me for a drink." He walked to the table and sat down and quickly filled himself with a glass of wine.
Jin Xiaoan moved quickly. When he heard the door open behind him, he quickly hid the fragrant roast chicken on his leg under the table.
"My son, why did you come out? Can't you sleep?"
Meng Nan raised his cup and raised his brows slightly: "Yes? You can't sleep even that way? Are you worried too?"
Jin Xiaoan shook his head: "I have nothing to worry about, I just haven't eaten enough for dinner, panicked with hunger, hehe~~"
Meng Nan thought of Jin Xiaoan to accompany him to the banquet today, but could only wait outside, fearing that he didn't even drink his saliva.
He pointed to Jin Xiaoan's hand hidden under the table and said: "Don't hide it, I have seen it all, isn't it just a roast chicken? I'll divide me half, and I will pay you two tomorrow."
Jin Xiaoan hurriedly shook his head: "No way, no way, this one is not enough for me to eat. If you divide it into half, I must not starve to death?"
Meng Nan touched his groaning belly and sighed, "If I'm not hungry, I wouldn't be rare to eat."
Jin Xiaoan's eyes widened and said, "Didn't you have dinner? That guy, that's a Fengsheng, but I watched the guys bring in the delicacies from the mountains and seas. Don't say you didn't eat it!"
Meng Nan looked miserable: "I really didn't eat it, so I drank a few glasses of wine on an empty stomach, and I am still burning, hurry up, give me half of it, and you can return the three tomorrow, right?"
Jin Xiaoan had no choice but to take out the roast chicken that had just eaten a chicken wing.
Meng Nan was not polite, and stretched out his hand to pull a big chicken leg and gnaw it.
Jin Xiaoan hurriedly pulled another chicken leg into his hand, took another bite, and then asked with peace of mind: "My son, you seem to have something on your mind!"
Meng Nan raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Xiaoan, "Okay, Jin Xiaoan, there is progress, son, can you tell if I have something on my mind?"
Jin Xiaoan smiled: "Of course, as long as the son frowns, I can know what the son is annoying."
Meng Nan took a bite of the chicken thigh meat into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Then tell me, what am I bothering about?"
Jin Xiaoan smiled triumphantly: "Does this still need to be said? It must be annoying that the white girl hasn't replied to you yet!"
Meng Nan waved his hand: "You really guessed wrong this time. It's not this thing that bothers me today."
"It's not this? What is it?" Jin Xiaoan looked at the son in a puzzled manner. Since he returned to Beijing, he has only thought of one thing in his heart, thinking of tricking the white girl into it, oh no, no To cheat, is to take it.
"You can see it when King Xiao comes today?" Meng Nan asked.
Jin Xiaoan shook his head: "No, I wasn't there at the time, I didn't see it, what's the matter?"
Meng Nan glanced around and made sure that no one was around, and then lowered his voice: "The appearance of King Xiao is somewhat similar to Hu Feng. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Jin Xiaoan nodded without even thinking, "It must be a coincidence. There are more people in this world who look alike. Isn't it a coincidence?"
Meng Nanbai glanced at him, and said in a bad mood: "Use your mind to think about it, don't open your mouth and come."
"Oh!" Jin Xiaoan tried his best to use his brain and diverted his attention from the drumsticks. After thinking about it this way, I really felt something was wrong, and the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong.