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Chapter 82
Chapter 82
"Why are you staring at me, don't you know?"
Meng Ye still stared at his big eyes, Zhuang Shao quickly wiped his palm from the top of his forehead to his chin, and gave him a big one.
"Yah, Shao'er, can you drive?"
"The book I just picked up recently. Sister Ying, you go up first, and I'll put your luggage."
He opened the trunk, Meng Ye told the past that he was helping, but in fact he was supervising the work next to him, and his eyes were still glued to him.
"Why are you still so tall?"
In fact, it only jumped by half a centimeter, but when the temperament is pulled up, it looks high.
After listening to Zhuang Shao, he bent down and glanced at him: "I am idle, and I have grown a little longer. As for you, you are a lot darker."
"Fuck." Meng Ye raised his leg and kicked her ass, "Which pot can't be opened, which pot can't be lifted." Is it possible to keep it from getting dark from the sun and the wind every day, and the frostbite on the ear is about to come out.
"Why didn't you tell me beforehand when you came to pick me up?"
Zhuang Shao didn't look at him: "I just agreed with my dad last night. Originally he said he would come by himself, but I'm afraid that he will come alone to Sister Ying and won't get on the bus. Besides, I also want to surprise you. Haven't seen me drive, I want you to experience the experience."
"..."
Meng Ye's black face began to become powdery again. He wondered, how did this stuffy gourd learn so many moves? Besides, what is the experience of driving? And fuck not in bed.
When got into the car, Zhuang Shao was still the driver, Meng Ye was in the co-pilot, and Sister Ying and Yu Nat were disgusted and squeezed together with Xie Minghui. On the way, Xie Minghui turned into a conscientious tour guide and explained all the scenery he passed by, including boating on the river and historical sites.
Meng Ye looked out of the window, his thick eyelashes fluttering slowly, thinking that this is where Zhuang Shao grew up, and he really likes it.
The hotel you booked is near Linda. After arriving, the father and son sent their family up again. If You Ying hadn't stopped the Xie, even the room fee would have been settled for them.
In fact, Xie Minghui is not attentive for nothing. First, he really appreciates them from the bottom of his heart for taking care of his son, and secondly... He is so idle!
The banquet was arranged at five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was a famous private restaurant. You Ying said that you don't need to wash the dust, Xie Minghui, you leave the bus card, we will go around after the test tomorrow. What did Xie Minghui say? bus card? I have no such thing, never seen it!
"...Sister Ying," Zhuang Shao pushed his dad away, "I'll take you around when Meng Ye finishes the exam. The restaurants near the university are not guaranteed hygienic conditions, so it's alright to eat whatever you want. Meng Ye has an exam tomorrow, you guys today. Let's eat with us. I'll be waiting for you downstairs at half past four, just the car."
You Ying is not polite to the eldest son: "That's fine, then don't bring your dad, it's too crowded for three people to sit in the back!"
"Why can't you take me? It's my card that I swiped at that time. Besides, I'm also Yushulin—"
Zhuang Shao dragged him away.
When he went downstairs and got into the car, Zhuang Shao was still angry with him. Xie Minghui took the steering wheel and glanced at his son: "What, what, what did you offend the young master?"
Zhuang Shao annoyed him: "What are you playing in front of Sister Ying?"
"I didn't do it to ease the atmosphere. Besides, they are both my son's adoptive mother and my son's mother-in-law. Can I serve them carelessly?"
Zhuang Shao was anxious: "Can you be a little more formal!"
Xie Minghui was scolded with embarrassed eyebrows, and retorted very bluntly: "Can you fasten your seat belt!"
The father and son pointed to Maimang in the car, and Meng Ye fell asleep in the hotel after packing his luggage.
This journey was exhausting, causing him to dream. He dreamed that he and Zhuang Shao went back to their hometown to play, but somehow they went into the water again, and one of them took a fishing net and caught shrimp in the pond.
The sky was high and cloudy, the water was mottled with sunlight, and most of the trouser legs were wet. Seeing the crayfish beside his feet waving the big pincers, he slammed down the net with all his strength - and tripped himself.
With a plop, he was planted in the water, but the stream was unexpectedly warm, and he didn't feel scared in his heart. On the other hand, Zhuang Shaote was nervous. He plunged into the water and tried to swim towards him. After swimming to his side, he hugged him like a baby in his arms.
"Zhuang Shao..." The sun was dazzling, and he looked up stupidly, "Do I have a braid?"
Why don't you feel like you're in heaven?
Such a beautiful day is too beautiful to be real, but Zhuang Shao's body is so warm to the touch, and his neck is scalded by the sun, making people not want to let go for a moment.
...
"Meng Ye, Meng Ye? Wake up." Sister Ying patted his face, "Get up, change clothes and go eat."
He turned over and continued to bury himself in the pillow: "I'm not going...fishing..."
"What fish are you catching, get up!"
His mother and sister woke him up, and the sweet dream was suspended. Meng Ye got up reluctantly, thinking that he hadn't kissed Zhuang Shao in his dream. He just went to the step of hugging his neck, and he continued at night.
When he went downstairs and got into the car, his face had not turned red, and Zhuang Shao asked, "Is the heating too hot?"
Meng Ye was embarrassed to say that he was a disciple in his dream.
When I went to the private restaurant that I ordered in advance, the waiter asked a few people. Zhuang Shao said that there were already people in the private room, and it was a family of three. You Ying retreated in fright: "What three mouths?!"
"My grandpa, my grandma and my dad."
"Fuck away, Meng Yeyuna will follow quickly."
Under what circumstances would a family of three come to receive them? Damn, this is Hongmen Banquet.
You Ying wanted to retreat Zhuang Shao and refused to let her, saying that the elders just thought they should be present due to etiquette, nothing else, mainly to thank her for taking care of her.
A few people bravely entered, and they were instantly blinded by the battle inside.
In the elegant and bright soundproof box, Xie Minghui was wearing a suit and tie, Zhuang Shao his grandmother was wearing a Chinese cheongsam, his grandfather was wearing a Chinese tunic suit...
This time even Meng Ye was shocked.
"British smash?"
"...?"
Zhuang Shao's grandmother jumped up and jumped in front of You Ying, not as flexible and vigorous as a seventy-year-old old lady: "You are Yingzi, right? Hey, you look so pretty, Huizi always mentions you and says that you are just like his sister. Same, isn't this nonsense? You want me to say that you don't look like his sister, you look like his sister! Just now we were going outside to greet you, but his father insisted—"
"Grandma!" Zhuang Shao stopped her from talking nonsense, "Let the guests sit first."
"Look at my brain, please sit, please sit."
The corners of You Ying's mouth twitched and she sat down, while Yu Na sat stiffly next to her mother. Monk Meng Ye Zhang Er was puzzled, and after sitting down, he found that the eyes of the other party's grandparents, grandparents, and father didn't leave his face for a second.
Something on my face?
He frowned in doubt, Zhuang Shao coughed violently, and the three eyes on the opposite side retracted.
The politeness even escalated when ordering.
Grandpa asked Yu Na softly what do you like to eat? Yu Na prudently and obediently reported a fish, and the grandfather immediately praised: My daughter really knows how to order! There is no place without fish!
Grandma smiled and asked Meng Ye what do you like to do at night? Meng Ye said that it is usually training, not training is sleeping. Grandma slapped the table and said how good this living habit is! Those of you surnamed Xie reflect on yourselves!
"..."
This is granny punk, this is a family neurotic! Meng Ye thought to himself that it was no wonder that Zhuang Shao was always insane.
It is in this eerie harmony that the meal takes place. When they entered the door, they didn't know each other. Halfway through the meal, Zhuang Shao's father had already proposed to accept Na as his granddaughter, and Zhuang Shao's mother wanted to accept You Ying as his daughter. Three thick red envelopes were slapped on the table.
You Ying said no merit will not be rewarded, Xie Minghui said to accept it. Didn't you bring my son to life in the past two years? You Ying said it was two different things. Zhuang Shao’s mother said that I would be sad if you refused Yingzi. Yingzi, I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you. I felt like my own daughter. I also have two pairs of jade bracelets and two pairs of gold earrings. , if you and Yu Na do not accept it, you will gouge out my heart!
"Take it."
"It can't be done."
"Take it!"
"It's really impossible..."
When the parents started the performance of you pushing me, the two children escaped, and they couldn't stand their waists laughing on the road. Meng Ye said what are your grandparents doing, wanting to press us with money? Zhuang Shao said nonsense, you, my grandparents, including my father, they all sincerely thank you for this.
At night in Linjiang, there are neon lights, billboards and tall buildings with lights everywhere. Walking to a step, the two of them sat down in the middle, and behind them was the viewing fountain of the office building.
"Big cities are just different."
Meng Ye stretched his waist, raised his head and took a deep breath. Zhuang Shao looked at him intently, and when he put down his arm, he reached out to brush the crumbs from his hair, but Meng Ye just turned his face.
Their eyes met, and they both froze for a moment.
Understand the feeling? Two people who like each other haven't seen each other for a long time, and they will be a little strange at first, and even a little helpless.
Zhuang Shao looked at him with a warm but deliberately suppressed longing, Meng Ye had to look away, pretending not to understand the meaning of his eyes: "What time will you come to see me tomorrow."
"I'll go over before the game to cheer you on."
Meng Ye snorted: "It seems that the idle people are not allowed to wait in."
Zhuang Shao said, "I know."
"Then you still go."
Zhuang Shao turned to look at the busy traffic in front of the steps, too lazy to respond. Meng Ye touched his arm: "Playing silence with me again?"
Zhuang Shao said, "Because you know what to ask."
This is wrong.
Meng Ye stared at him suspiciously, his mouth opened slightly, and if he looked closely, he could see the blushing and moist tongue inside. Zhuang Shao couldn't help but want to swallow the thing, just glanced at it and looked away: "I text you and you ignore me."
Young and energetic is that he can't hold back half a fart, and it can be uncomfortable to die if the doubts in his heart are not spoken, even his calm personality is no exception.
Meng Ye felt guilty: "I didn't see it."
"You know you didn't see it before I said what it was?"
Fuck, logical thinking is not as meticulous as others.
"Come on, I admit I saw it, okay?"
"So you didn't return on purpose?" Zhuang Shao was annoyed.
"Forget it," Meng Ye lowered his head and clenched his hands. "You said that you are a real person. If you have something to say to my face, you have to use your mobile phone to write a paper..."
"Don't watch if you don't like it."
"Look, look, I'm in a hurry again."
During this time, Meng Ye's whole body was tanned. His head was so low, and a small piece of wheat-colored skin was exposed above his collar, like a natural shadow, making his slap face more stylish and energetic. And he didn't have time for a haircut before going out this time. The long bangs hung down to block the eyelashes. The top of the bridge of the nose was sweating a little because of the dispute, and the shiny tip of the nose was very attractive.
"I saw your message, I wanted to give it back to you, but I feel very wronged." Meng Ye turned his back annoyed, "Why don't I like you so much, you are a roundworm in my stomach? You all know, what the fuck are you guessing about..."
"I'm not so guessing how else can you tell me."
"Of course, I guess I like you very much, the kind you want to die for." Meng Ye became more and more excited as he spoke, clenching his fists and dancing, "If anyone dares to snatch you from me, I will fuck him and beat him to the ground. Mom! You have to have this confidence."
What bullshit confidence.
"I don't." Zhuang Shao said, "unless you tell me everything in your heart."
"Let's talk about it after the game tomorrow," Meng Ye plausibly said, "I can't finish it tonight, there's a lot of talk."
"Then you make me feel at ease."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuang Shao picked him up and pressed him on his lap.
Meng Ye exclaimed, and then his mouth was blocked, and he raised his head to endure the sudden, violent kiss.
"No, no!"
It's going to kill you if you roll down the steps! His conditioned reflex grabbed Zhuang Shao's collar, Zhuang Shao wrapped his arms around his waist, his upper body was completely pressed against him, his knees supported his body, his lips were pressed tightly together, and he didn't even leave a breather for him.
"Zhuang...let go..."
The fingers gripping the neckline tightened tightly, the blue veins on the back of the hand appeared faintly, and the heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Why do you say you hate it so much? If you can't finish talking, just pick the key points. Everything has to wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow is the end of the world set by the Mayans?
Meng Ye couldn't hear the complaints in Zhuang Shao's heart, and thought he was going crazy again. He reacted almost instantly, closing his eyes and doing all he could to attack that annoying mouth, regardless of what it said.
"Let, let go—"
"Let your uncle go." He licked his tongue vaguely.
The two 18-year-olds hugged and kissed on the steps. It would be unimaginable to put them on Yanling, but this is Linjiang, a big city, and it is not uncommon for aliens to come. Besides, it was dark and no one would notice whether it was a man or a woman without looking carefully.
Meng Ye was so nervous that he shivered, and his response seemed to be green and clumsy. He wanted to close his mouth and kept his teeth together. Zhuang Shao reluctantly kissed him for about three minutes and released him. His mouth muscles were sore, panting and staring at the person in his arms with dark eyes: "What do you mean, you don't like me kissing you anymore?"
What is this called!
The circle around Meng Ye's lips was full of saliva. He stared at him until his face burned, and he turned his head to rub his sleeves. Zhuang Shao pulled his shoulder: "Explain."
Hey, Meng Ye covered his face: "What to explain."
"Why don't you let me kiss."
"If I really didn't let you kiss the ghost just now..."
"Then why are you reacting so coldly?"
Why is it so cold again? You have to take off your pants immediately to let you fuck you to be enthusiastic, right? That's not the case at all.
Meng Ye scratched his head in annoyance: "I checked on the Internet, and some people said that you can't approach women before the competition."
"Am I a fucking woman?"
"The effect is almost the same!"
"Not far!"
Zhuang Shao is about to say that you are not so fucking hard, what kind of state will it affect? Why don't you say that with the blessing of my saliva, you must be in a hot state tomorrow?
He turned to the other side of the steps, and Meng Ye poked him: "Angry?"
Fucking cold and violent.
Meng Ye sighed in his heart: "Who won't let you kiss, brother, didn't you kiss just now? I'm just afraid that I'm too involved, so what... distraction! Forget it, what do you think? Just kiss, try to keep the time within five minutes, and don't bite my mouth! It hurt me just now... You're a dog, and your hands, don't go to-"
Before he could finish speaking, he fell into the clutches.
"Long-winded." The words Zhuang Shao rolled out of his throat, and were rolled into Meng Ye's mouth by his tongue, and he swallowed them whole.
Meng Ye's blood boiled when he was kissed, and Zhuang Shao said in a hoarse voice between his breaths: "I don't feel relieved that I haven't seen me for so long. If you don't say anything, I have to try you, and try to see if you have changed your mind..."
What has changed.
Change what?
Meng Ye's grievance was sour, but the kiss was so good that he couldn't stop if he wanted to. Besides, he misses Zhuang Shao so much, all day long dreams are spring dreams.
As the old saying goes, one thing falls when one thing drops in brine, when Meng Ye and Wang Qingshui met Zhuang Shao, he became turbid and shameless, and wished he could do it on the spot on the steps. Who does it doesn't know, it doesn't matter who does it, it's all done anyway. Every inch of his desire was due to Zhuang Shao, and he told Zhuang Shao frankly, and told himself that he really didn't like it a little bit, that was crazy, that was thorough, that was never hypocritical, that was too long. , that is dry wood and fire, that is repeatedly until exhausted.
He doesn't want to look at each other from a distance immediately, he wants to stay with each other day and night, to see, touch, and kiss for a long time. He wants Zhuang Shao, but no one else except Zhuang Shao.