"That's it! That's it!" Meiya Chick nodded as if pecking at rice, and winked at Zhong Mingwei again, "Master Zhong, you really don't plan to try it?"
Uncle Zhong: "..."
Gu Changlin shook his head and smiled when he saw the two of them making a fuss, and didn't stay to disturb the young couple. He went straight into his small courtyard.
"Try calling again?" Seeing Gu Changlin's body disappearing behind the wall, Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth. He looked down at Meiya from a high position. His face was covered by dark clouds.
"Uncle Zhong! Uncle Zhong! Uncle Zhong!" Meiya was not afraid of him, she winked at her and coquettishly said to him. "Hurry up, Mrs. Zhong really wants you to play on the swing, so will you let Mrs. Zhong make her wish come true?"
"Pfft!" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing. Immediately, Meiya sat on the swing with the help of Meiya. This was the first time in his life that he was sitting on a swing. He used to watch others swinging from a distance, and he didn't think much of it. But wait until you sit up. That's how I know I'm afraid. Although Meiya didn't push him hard at all, he was still sweating profusely. While tugging on the rope vigorously, he stammered. "I... I'm not swinging anymore, I want, I want to come down..."
"Where is this?" Meiya didn't know what to do, she just said that he was embarrassed. He continued to push his back, and flattered him non-stop, "You can't let Mrs. Zhong open her eyes! Oh boy, swinging around for a while, it's fun! I won't lie to you!"
Uncle Zhong gritted his teeth: "... yes."
"Then let's start! Let's go!"
Following the roar of Miss Meiya, two white hands suddenly pushed Zhong Mingwei's back vigorously, and then...
Uncle Zhong's face turned pale, not only his face turned pale, but also he couldn't speak fluently: "...stop, stop! I'm going down!"
"Why is Hao Duanduan coming down again?" Meiya frowned, and was about to coax Zhong Mingwei again, when her eyes widened suddenly, and she was so busy that she grabbed the rope and pulled it back hard, making the swing stop. As soon as she stopped, Meiya ran up to Zhong Mingwei nervously, looked at Zhong Mingwei worriedly, "Well... are you afraid?"
Zhong Mingwei really didn't want to talk to the little girl Meiya at this time, not only didn't want to talk to her, he didn't even want to look at her, it was too embarrassing, he was about to turn his face away, but Meiya held his face, Wu Liu Liu's eyes just stared at him eagerly, and when he spoke again, his voice was unreasonably anxious: "I... I didn't know you were afraid of this, I thought you were just embarrassed, I think swinging is very interesting , so I really want you to try it too, and you always stay in the house on weekdays, you must be bored, so, so I just wanted to let you swing, it's my fault, you obviously said just now If you don't want to play on the swing, I have to force you, you... "
"Who said I don't want to flirt?" Zhong Mingwei cut off Meiya's words, and gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat on her forehead with his big hand. The man who was so embarrassed just now, his eyes are so gentle that he would be tired of him to death. "I really want to swing, and I want to swing with you."
"Then let's hang out together," Meiya felt at ease, sitting between Zhong Mingwei's legs, turned her face to kiss Zhong Mingwei's cheek, and patted her chest to promise Zhong Mingwei, "Don't worry, as long as there is I'm here, so you won't be afraid."
Zhong Mingwei had a look of helplessness and pampering: "...Girl, for the sake of your gentlemen's face, you actually don't need to say the last part of the sentence."
"Hey," Meiya laughed softly, then grasped the rope with both hands, tapped her toes, and shouted happily, "Fly!"
In fact, it is said to be flying, but the range of the swing is not large. After all, the two people sitting on it are too heavy, and Meiya also knows that Zhong Mingwei is timid, so she knows how to measure it. While swinging, she turned her head from time to time Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei was embarrassed by her: "I'm really fine, you don't need to worry so much."
"I'm not worried, it's interesting just swinging so slowly, hehe," Meiya smiled softly, leaning against Zhong Mingwei's arms quietly, the swing became slower and slower, but Meiya Feeling more and more beautiful, "Zhong Mingwei, I really like swinging."
Zhong Mingwei was not very happy: "You just like swinging?"