The umbrella in Mu Tingchen's hand covered the mother and daughter, but his clothes were wet. Chen Han noticed it and reminded him: "Wen Yan, it's almost time to leave. The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and Tingchen's clothes were wet."

Wen Yan looked at Mu Tingchen: "Then let's go."

Chen Han drove his own car. When Wen Yan suddenly stopped when he returned to the car: "If you have time, come home to have some meals and see your grandson."

Chen Han's eyes were a little wet, and he squeezed out a word with difficulty: "Okay..."

She knew that Wen Yan had forgiven her and admitted her mother.

On the way back, Wen Yan looked at Mu Tingchen and asked, "Are you cold?

The clothes were wet."

Mu Tingchen smiled and shook his head: "It's not cold, it's okay.

You have grown up.”

She also laughed: "Last time you said this to me... it doesn't seem to be a good sign..." He didn't comment. There were too many memories about her, and it occupied his mind. He couldn't remember when he said this last time. Perhaps he had not taken her for himself, so he was so "impressed" to her.

Haicheng.

Jing Shaoqing, Chen Mengyao and Anya arrived at the hotel that had been booked long ago and settled temporarily. Anya proposed to stay in a separate room early in the morning. Because she was afraid of being infected with Chen Mengyao, there were three of them each.

Jing Shaoqing did not have the initial enthusiasm. He had originally thought about the world of two people and promoted his relationship well. Unexpectedly, a "light bulb" appeared in the middle. He would definitely not be able to do anything, so he could only talk about business honestly and go on a business trip.

After settling down, he went to sign the contract. Chen Mengyao and Anya were not familiar with Haicheng and could only stroll around.

When Jing Shaoqing finished her work, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Mengyao and Anya were tired of walking around and lay in the hotel. They said they were unwilling to go out, and even ordered takeaway for dinner.

As the night fell, Jing Shaoqing felt more and more depressed. Originally, signing a contract here was secondary, but now he didn't even have the chance to get along with Chen Mengyao alone! He opened a bottle of red wine and sent Chen Mengyao a message: Come and have a drink, you come alone.

Because the rooms are not far apart, Chen Mengyao went over in her nightgown. She was listless. She walked too many times in high heels during the day, and her feet were still hurting: "I asked me to come over for a drink at night. I suspect your motive is not pure..." Jing Shaoqing poured her a glass of wine: "Even if I know that my motive is not pure, aren't you here too?"

She is wearing a nightgown…even if I don’t have any idea, it’s enough to make people think.”

Chen Mengyao clinked him a glass: "Ha, it seems like I'm seducing you. I just feel that the room is so close and we are so familiar again. There is no need to change clothes. After drinking, I can go back and fall asleep immediately. Why bother me?

I was tired at work and I was tired from playing. My feet were swollen and it hurt so much. It seemed like I was stepping on a blade when I walked."

Jing Shaoqing pushed her to the edge of the bed and sat down: "I'll just press it for you, right?"

Who asked you to go shopping in high heels?

It’s not good to wear too much high heels.”

As he said that, he lifted her feet and placed them on his legs, and massaged them carefully. His techniques were quite skillful.

Chen Mengyao looked at him leisurely: "Why didn't I find you have such a skill before?

We have been together for so long, and you actually have some reservations about me! It’s not that I am willing to wear high heels. The men around me are all tall like those who grow up with hormones. If I don’t wear high heels, I will look short, just like a gua standing next to a bamboo pole. How can I not wear it?

Which one is shorter, you, Mu Tingchen, and Lin Sa?"

Jing Shaoqing was amused by her: "Haha... do you really... describe yourself like this?

I just don't dislike it, what do you care about others?

Wen Yan is not much taller than you. When he was with Tingchen, did he wear flat shoes?

Look at Tingchen, do he dare to say something disgusted?"

The acupoints on the soles of the feet are already sensitive, and it feels extremely comfortable to massage when they are uncomfortable. Chen Mengyao no longer cares about speaking: "Hey hey hey... be gentle... don't get it there, itchy..." As soon as she screamed, Jing Shaoqing couldn't bear it: "Can you shut up?

How can I help you press if you call me like this?

I'm not Liu Xiahui."

After hearing what he said, Chen Mengyao didn't dare to scream, and was reluctant to give up enjoyment. She pursed her lips and endured it. Soon her face turned red and she hummed twice from time to time.

Her calves are quite slender, and her feet are small and thin among women. She is coated with translucent light pink nail polish, which makes her look pink and tender. Her big white legs that are swaying Jing Shaoqing a little, and her hands are in a bit heavy.

"Let's start over."

Chen Mengyao was slightly stunned. The feeling on her feet made her unable to think: "Don't..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Chen Mengyao answered heartlessly: "P friend?

Good looking...?

Whatever you think is...Oh...Don't make me feel itchy! If you want to press your feet, just press your feet!"

Jing Shaoqing was a little annoyed: "I would rather be a p-friend than be my serious girlfriend?"

Are you having a brain problem?"

Seeing that his face was not like a joke, Chen Mengyao's eyes dodged and wanted to pull her legs out of his palm, but he held it firmly: "I'm not even willing to be a p-friend with you... You have a problem with your mind... You let go, I'm going to go back to bed."

Jing Shaoqing pulled her hand a little hard, and she fell on the bed with unsteady center of gravity. He then bullied her body and looked straight into her eyes: "What do you want?"

Can't we be together well?

Are you torture me or torture yourself?

Who are you not able to get along with?

!At least you give me an answer, either make me completely give up, or come back to me…”

She was afraid of giving a final reply.

She was afraid that once some words were said, there would be no room for maneuver. She neither wanted to disappear from his world nor could she be together. Is she too greedy?

Her silence ignited Jing Shaoqing's last patience: "What do you think in your heart?

As long as you say we are absolutely impossible, I will not look for you again, I swear.

If you really don’t want to get entangled, I will let you go.”

She wanted to stop talking and wanted to show the courage she had when she broke up, but she couldn't say it when she said that. She knew that it was wrong to delay each other in this way, but she couldn't do anything freely anymore.

When the stalemate was still there, the sudden ringing of the cell phone ring made her feel like she was catching a life-saving straw. She took out her cell phone from her bathrobe pocket in panic and pressed the answer button. She didn't even have to look at the caller ID. The caller was Wen Yan: "Yaoyao, where are you?

Are you free on weekends?

Do you want to go out shopping together tomorrow?”
Chapter completed!