Chapter 12 Who reads it

After Yang Mengmeng turned on the air conditioner in the room, she turned around, played with the anti-theft door key in her hand, shook her head, squeezed her lips and smiled and said, "No, I will never live with you, a pervert."

Murong Qingyun took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to put his arms around Yang Mengmeng's thin waist, pushed her into his arms, pinched her throat and said, "Little lady, you have to follow it. If you enter my door, don't want to escape again. Hee...haha..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Yang Mengmeng. Yang Mengmeng shook her head and dodged left and right, closing her lips tightly, but she didn't let Murong Qingyun do what she wanted. She found the right time, broke away from his arms, stepped back a few steps, giggled and said, "Damn, I knew you didn't have a good heart. Is she a beautiful woman who can buy a seafood?

Murong Qingyun pulled a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, pulled out a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, smoked twice, spit out a smoke ring, and said improperly, "Our beautiful woman, tell me how can I buy you and let you agree to live with me?"

"I want a big villa, a sports car, and a servant." Yang Mengmeng smiled and joked.

"No problem. Early tomorrow morning, I'll buy you the kind of paper paste. Murong Qingyun laughed while playing the soot.

"Hate, hate, hate..." Yang Mengmeng stamped her feet, clenched her fists, and said with a hysterical look.

"You should be gentle and don't pedal the floor. This is the school lent me to live in, public property, and I will pay it back later. If it is broken, I can't afford to sell you. Oh, wrong. What's the use of selling you? You're worthless." Murong Qingyun laughed.

Yang Mengmeng stepped forward a few steps, and a rain-like fist fell on Murong Qingyun's body. Murong Qingyun neither hid nor fled, but was still beaten by her. Anyway, it didn't hurt. A man is her own, and she suffers losses when she is broken. Yang Mengmeng still understands such a simple truth, so every time she punches, she is extremely measured. After fighting for a long time, I was tired and simply stopped my fist.

Sitting on Murong Qingyun's legs, he said seriously, "Honey, I really can't live with you. You know my mother is a very traditional woman. She will never accept this kind of new thing. I think it's okay!"

"If you don't say it, I won't say it without telling her. After school starts, we will be from Monday to Friday. During the holiday, she is on the day shift, so we will be good. Night shift, hee hee... Daughter-in-law, you know." Murong Qingyun told the plan that had been planned for a long time.

"I knew you were so bad." Yang Mengmeng pounded Murong Qingyun's chest three times.

"Men are not bad, women don't love. It's getting late, lady, let's rest early!" Murong Qingyun learned the singing of Peking Opera.

"You accompany me back to the girls' dormitory building, and I'll get some clothes for change." Yang Mengmeng smiled.

"Good boy, you go by yourself. I'll take a shower first and wait for your big ride. Murong Qingyun squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"You are so relieved to let people walk such a long dark road alone. What should I do if I accidentally meet a bad person? It's okay for he to rob money, in case... What should he do? Isn't such a beautiful woman ruined? Yang Mengmeng put her hands on her chest and looked like a weak woman.

"You believe in brother. You won't be so lucky." Murong Qingyun pretended to be serious.

'Hum', Yang Mengmeng suddenly stood up, pouted, walked to the door, and suddenly looked back, "What do you think, if I really meet a pervert, what will she say to others? Will it be like what's on TV, little girl, I'll have sex first?"

"No. He will say, "What you think is beautiful." Murong Qingyun moved the chair in front of the computer and said as if it were not true.

Yang Mengmeng had a feeling of being completely defeated by him and left the room quite disappointed. It has always been safer in college. Although it is on holiday, there are bright street lights all the way from the teacher's dormitory building to the girls' dormitory area, and there are faint people coming and going on the road. For the bad guys, it's too early to commit the crime after 9 p.m.

The computer was turned on and the music was played. Murong Qingyun quickly took off his clothes and trousers, took out a pair of underwear from the wardrobe and threw it at **. With the rhythm of the music, the ghost cried and howled, then turned on the hot water, adjusted the water temperature, and trotted into the bathroom. I don't want to sleep with Yang Mengmeng, even if I take a cold shower. Shampoo and shower gel only care about greeting the body.

Young and strong, vigorous, and experienced again. For more than two months, my wife and I have never been to Wushan Yunyu together, and I have never had in-depth communication with my left and right hands. Nowadays, I am a pile of hay, and as long as a little fire core falls, it will burn brightly.

Yang Mengmeng, who is walking on the road, is slow and has no worries at all. The little pretentiousness just now is completely a little mood that has a lively atmosphere. After I was promoted to junior college, more than half of my former friends left. Fortunately, my best friend made progress with her, so she was not particularly lonely.

Back to the original dormitory, she took out some close-fitting clothes from the wardrobe, packed them up, and walked out of the girl's accommodation area. When she came, she saw that the school's fruit shop was open as usual. She bought a 15 catties of watermelon and took it back with difficulty.

Murong Qingyun, who took a shower, sat naked in front of the computer and watched Naruto. The moment Yang Mengmeng opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, and Murong Qingyun did not do anything and stared at the monitor very attentively.

After entering the room, Yang Mengmeng, who took the anti-theft door, put the watermelon on the ground, and then put the clean pocket with clothes in **. She said coquettishly, "I'm so tired! Their hands are so sore!"

Murong Qingyun picked up the cup and took a sip of water, but ignored her. Yang Mengmeng repeated the first words. When he said it for the fifth time, he shook his mouse, pressed a pause, turned his head and looked at her and said, "I'm back."

It hurt her self-esteem. A weak woman came back with a big watermelon weighing 15 catties, but she didn't get any comfort. Under his repeated hints, he got his ordinary three words.

"Don't you think I've been out for too long?" Yang Mengmeng gently beat her arm.

"I don't feel it." Murong Qingyun looked at her confusedly.

"You don't care about me at all. If I really disappeared that day, you wouldn't come to me. Yang Mengmeng said with a sad look of no one.

"Go take a shower. I will freeze the watermelon for you in the refrigerator. You can eat later. Murong Qingyun didn't want to quarrel with Yang Mengmeng. He looked at her as a little girl and said pitifully.

stood up and walked towards the watermelon without any embarrassment. Yang Mengmeng saw him coming from the opposite side like a white strip in the waves, unconsciously saw the clean meat somewhere in his body, and suddenly blushed and said, "Don't be such a hooligan at home, okay?"

Murong Qingyun, who picked up the watermelon, walked to the balcony and replied, "What's wrong with me?"

Yang Mengmeng couldn't help staring at Murong Qingyun's white buttocks and said, "You wear at least one pair of underwear!"

Murong Qingyun said indifferently, "There is only you and me at home. We don't pay attention to how comfortable we can do."

He washed the watermelon, wiped it dry, then put it on the kitchen board, pulled out the kitchen knife, and only heard a 'puff' sound. The watermelon was cut in half, and the melon was red and turned over the sand. This melon was indeed a good melon. Open the refrigerator and put in half of the watermelon, and then wash the kitchen knife and cutting board. Yang Mengmeng's answer to his scoundrel can only be left to sit by the edge of the bed and pick up his own clothes. Murong Qingyun returned to the chair and continued to look at his Naruto.

After sorting out Yang Mengmeng took her white nightdress in her hand and walked into the bathroom. She looked inside for a minute and didn't see the hook hanging clothes. She walked behind him and asked, "Didn't you press the hook in the bathroom?"

"What do you do with that?" Murong Qingyun looked at his head.

"Then how can I take a shower?" Yang Mengmeng said very confusedly.

"You can wash it. After washing, either come out and put on clothes or be as unrestrained as me. Murong Qingyun suggested.

Yang Mengmeng felt that Murong Qingyun's method was lame, so she shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'll wash it first. After washing, I asked you to hand me the nightdress, okay?

"Trouble. After a while, you have to take off your clothes. Why take off your trousers and fart? Murong Qingyun shook his head.

Yang Mengmeng was too lazy to pay attention to him. She put her nightdress in **, turned to the balcony, turned on the water heater, adjusted the water temperature, and walked into the bathroom happily. Ten minutes later, Murong Qingyun finished reading the updated Naruto, and an evil thought flashed in his mind. He got up and walked to the door of the bathroom, twisted the handle, and then opened the door. A beautiful bath picture can be presented in front of him.

Yang Mengmeng was instinctively shocked, subconsciously covered the key parts, blushed her little face, and urged, "Go out, go out, go out... What's the beauty, annoying."

Murong Qingyun also instinctively swallowed his saliva and dominated the bathroom door to prevent Yang Mengmeng from closing and said, "Daughter-in-law, just let me have a look!" I think you look like this with a different charm.

"Come and coax me." Yang Mengmeng naturally lowered her hands and didn't believe it.

"I really don't lie to you. Otherwise, I'll record your beauty on my mobile phone and show you. Murong Qingyun is doing Yang Mengmeng's ideological work.

"Go to hell. I don't want to be the next heroine. Yang Mengmeng glanced at Murong Qingyun and said.

"Will I be that kind of person? No, right! Besides, who will watch your video on the Internet? Murong Qingyun said with a smile.