Meng Jianwan didn't know where Song Yu learned the seduction skills, or whether he was talented and learned without a teacher. In short, she had never seen anyone with more variety than him.

"Is it OK?" Song Yu naturally didn't know what Meng Jianwan was thinking. After saying that shameful words, he looked at Meng Jianwan eagerly.

I don’t know if it was because of the hot springs that had been in the hot spring for a long time or for another reason, his black eyes seemed to be soaked in water, not as deep as usual, and I just felt incredibly beautiful.

Meng Jianwan moved his mouth and didn't say anything.

Song Yu squinted his eyes and thought she had said something. Because the sound was too small, he couldn't hear it. He took the initiative to lean towards her: "What did you say?"

"...I didn't say anything." Meng Jianwan was funny, "Will you hallucinate your hearing after taking off your glasses?"

Song Yu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed. When he saw her mouth moving just now, of course he would subconsciously think that she had said something, didn't he say it?

He hooked his fingers into her hand under the water, scratching her palm: "Agree or not?"

Meng Jianwan retracted his hand and met his straight gaze. He couldn't resist it. He felt a hot face and pretended to be calm.

Song Yu did not hear the answer he wanted, so he lowered his long eyelashes and pulled the water with his hands. His cold face showed obvious loss.

Meng Jianwan glanced at him and knew that he was addicted to pretending to be wronged: "Song Yu."

Song Yu looked up at her and hummed a slightly nasal word: "Hmm?"

Seeing that he was still there, Meng Jianwan sighed, and reached out to hook his neck to catch the person in front of him. The broken hair on his forehead was wet, and strands were drooping, and his handsome face showed a bit of obedience, making the eyes as clean as amber.

It was obviously a big-tailed wolf, so she pretended to be innocent in front of her. Meng Jianwan curled her red lips and said intimately.

Song Yu was really not pretending at this moment, because Meng Jianwan had clearly expressed his rejection just now, so she called her own name at this moment, and he didn't know what she was going to do.

Until, the clavicle where the tattoo was located felt like it was biting...

Song Yu suffocated his breath, and the next second, he heard Meng Jianwan say in an orderly tone: "Go back to the room." She was not interested in doing that kind of thing in the open air.

If Song Yu didn't understand, he was stupid. He raised the corners of his lips and whispered in her ear, "As for orders", hugged her and got out of the pond, stepped on the white moonlight across the marble path in the yard. Because he didn't have time to wear glasses, he tripped down while climbing the steps, and the man staggered.

Meng Jianwan frowned slightly: "I'm going to see you if I fell."

Song Yuxiao: "With me here, why did you fall down?"

He walked steadily in the next few steps without any bumps, but the speed of his walking could easily make people see his eagerness.

The sliding door opened and closed, and the lights in the house went out shortly after it was on, leaving only a faint moonlight shining through the translucent glass.

The pond in the yard was still blazing with heat, like smoke. The wind blew in from the open screen, and the calm water surface rippled irregularly, just like a figure reflected on the window glass, floating and sinking, so messy.

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After Meng Jianwan returned to the room, he took a quick shower in the bathroom and wrapped a clean towel out. Song Yu took a shower more than half of her time.

Afterwards, they spent a long and pleasant night as the driver and waiter said.

Meng Jianwan woke up again because he was awakened by hunger.

The sunlight that spilled in covered half of the room, and in a while, it would probably be sunburned on the bed. No wonder I felt warm all over my body.

Meng Jianwan moved his arms, feeling a little annoyed with this feeling of fatigue. She didn't remember when she was sleeping last night. She looked sideways and saw that the place beside her was empty.

Just as he thought of Song Yu, the sliding door of the room was pushed open from outside. Song Yu was bathed in the morning sun, and was covered in golden colors. He was wearing a flat white shirt and black trousers. A black belt outlined his slender waist, making his legs look slender and straight.

Meng Jianwan buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to look at him more.

Song Yu noticed that she was awake, walked over and squatted beside the bed, pulled the quilt down and said, "I'm getting up. It's already half past ten. I'll order you breakfast, oh no, lunch."

He asked the white driver he hired to wait at the hot spring center at about 10 a.m. last night. The man waited for half an hour and saw no one. So he called him. He had just gone out to answer the driver's call. The other party politely asked him if he had left.

Song Yu had no choice but to express his apology and asked him to wait a little longer.

Meng Jianwan didn't have to open his eyes to see that this dog man must be smiling all over now, because she could feel it just by listening to his voice.

"Wanwan, have you not had a good rest?" Song Yu put his elbow on the edge of the bed and pushed away her long hair covering her cheeks with his fingers.

If she hadn't had a good rest, he would call the driver and ask the driver to go back first. Anyway, he had nothing to do in the morning, and the problems left over at work were not as good as the moment.

Meng Jianwan: "When did you go to bed last night?"

"Hmm?" Song Yu was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said seriously, "I didn't pay attention, I didn't know much."

Meng Jianwan's eyes narrowed into a slit, pinching his ears, and was as strong as if he wanted to pull his ears down, but his voice felt powerless: "You will never be like this again."

"Where am I?"

"What do you think?" Meng Jianwan looked coldly at the face of her, and she actually dared to pretend to be stupid in front of her.

Song Yu rubbed his eyebrows. Of course he knew what she was referring to. Looking at the traces left by her neck and shoulders, he admitted that he was indeed a little too much. Who made the opportunity to flip the brand too rare? If she agreed more frequently, he would not have been like this.

But his wife was angry at the moment. If he told the truth, he might not have to admit his mistake next time, so he had to follow her words: "It's me wrong, I won't be next time." Then, he cleverly changed the topic, "You're hungry, you can clean up slowly, I'll call someone to deliver the meal to the room, we'll leave after we finish eating, or you can stay here for a long time, I'll accompany you."

Meng Jianwan's temper has been much more restrained than before. He has not really gotten angry at this moment, and only said one sentence: "You'd better do what you say."

She sniffed and felt a little stuffy, and didn't care too much. She got up and took her slippers to go to the bathroom to wash. Now it's important to eat, so she will settle the other accounts later.

Song Yu stood in the room and pulled the messy quilt. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Meng Jianwan's shout came from the bathroom: "Song Yu!"

Song Yu responded, threw down the quilt in his hand, and quickly walked over to check the situation.

He thought something big happened, but Meng Jianwan held a toothbrush in his mouth and pointed at his neck to show him his masterpiece. As long as he didn't remind him once, he would regain his old ways and plant "candied haws" for her.

Meng Jianwan stared at him, just about to perform a fire-breathing performance for him.

Song Yu really had nothing to say this time. He just apologized, but she caught another mistake in the blink of an eye. What's more, she had reminded him before that he promised that he would not make any more in the future.

Meng Jian nodded, holding toothpaste foam in his mouth, and said in a speechless manner: "You are really good..."

Song Yu stood honestly at the bathroom door, with his head down and accepting condemnation. After waiting for a while, he did not hear her say anything else except the sound of brushing his teeth. He quietly raised his eyes and met Meng Jianwan's side face. He clearly saw a string of traces connected to his neck.

Meng Jianwan finished breakfast angrily and did not stay here for a long time, so he asked the driver who had been waiting for an hour to drive them back to the hotel.

The driver glanced at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and seemed to be a little confused. The atmosphere last night was so beautiful. According to common sense, after spending a night in such a romantic place, the relationship would be sweeter. Why do you feel that the atmosphere between them is a bit stiff and cold?

Even though the driver was curious, he was constrained by his professional qualities, he did not ask about the employer's gossip.

Meng Jianwan was wearing a change of clothes that Song Yu brought to him, white T-shirt and jeans. No matter how good the summer T-shirt was, it could not cover his neck. He could only try his best to pull the collar of the coat upward, which made him feel strange.

Song Yu didn't say a word and touched the tip of his nose several times with guilt.

When he was about to arrive at the hotel, he remembered his travel plan and did not want to waste his great time in the hotel: "Wanwan, do you want to go to my friend's private winery in the afternoon? Pick a few bottles of delicious wine to take back. Their family has their own vineyard. Don't you like to eat grapes the most?"

Meng Jianwan turned his head and looked at him without comment.

Song Yu did not hide it and admitted openly: "Give me a chance to apologize."

Meng Jianwan stopped looking at him and turned his head to look out the window. One of his major advantages was that he would correct the mistakes immediately and then find ways to make up for them, except for the matter on the bed.

Meng Jianwan's face was reflected in the car window glass, but Song Yu couldn't see her expression clearly, so he leaned over and said, "Madam Song, can you enjoy the glory?"

Meng Jianwan: "Who did you learn this from?" She wanted to ask last night.

Song Yu didn't understand what she meant: "Who did you learn from?"

"Skills to coax people." Meng Jianwan put his eyes on his face again.

Song Yu didn't expect that what she asked was this. She burst out laughing, pursed her lips, and tried to pretend to be serious: "I didn't learn from anyone, I'll know it after meeting you, and who will always make you coax me?"

Meng Jianwan didn't like to listen to such words, and it seemed like she was prone to quarrels, but in fact, she would lose her temper when she was angry by his actions.

Song Yu felt that he had said the wrong thing again, so he quickly changed his words: "I didn't say that you have a bad temper. I just like you. I was happy when I coaxed you."

Meng Jianwan rolled his eyes and said with a smooth tongue. Two of the three sentences were all tricks. I wonder if it was infected by the love prodigal son Zhao Yichen.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Song Yu took the opportunity to re-report the topic just now: "Do you go to the winery?"

Meng Jianwan: "Go."

Song Yu pursed his lips and smiled, looked at the driver in front of him, switched to English automatically, told him not to go to the hotel, and then reported a detailed address.

The driver couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what the two in the back seat said, but he could clearly feel that the atmosphere between them returned to the sweetness of last night.

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Zhao Yichen: But I did something wrong again. Xiao Ba was so mean and it was nothing to do with me! It was not my contagion!
Chapter completed!