Chapter 163 Red Lady

At night, Murong Qingyun planned to go back to the dormitory to sleep. After all, he had the habit of choosing a bed. Yang Mengmeng naturally firmly opposes his idea. Although this big house is his own home, he does not feel intimacy at all. Home does not depend on how big it is, but whether it is warm enough. She does enjoy life here. After all, she can greatly satisfy the little vanity of girls. Yang Mengmeng is a little girl, so she has a natural vanity.

Murong Qingyun, who is lying in **, is not used to this kind of too soft bed, and he feels like he is trapped in it. On the contrary, Yang Mengmeng felt quite good. He turned over and still missed the relatively cheap bed in his bedroom. His first reaction was that he wanted to go back to the dormitory to sleep immediately, but it was difficult to fall asleep on this ** side.

"Husband, do you think everything here is very good?" Yang Mengmeng said coquettishly, "People's dreams have basically come true. The only thing missing is waiting for you to welcome me through the door. They want you to tell me loudly, would you like to take me as your wife?

Murong Qingyun did not want to answer her later questions directly. He has answered this question very frequently. From childhood to adulthood, she asked herself the same question on average every week. Murong Qingyun has no broader choice but to answer the willingness. If he said he didn't want to, he would immediately attract Yang Mengmeng's white eyes, cold face, cold words and bite marks. He didn't want to repeat the same words and didn't want to be cold and violent by her, so he simply talked about it.

"It's okay." Murong Qingyun didn't look carefully at the layout of the bedroom.

"You know it's okay. Do you know anything else besides that? Yang Mengmeng beat him and explained seriously: "Everything in the whole room is high-end goods. Don't you feel particularly comfortable sleeping on this ** side and covering these good things?

"There is no feeling. What makes me sure is that I can't sleep tonight." Murong Qingyun turned over and said to her, "How nice it is for us to go back to the dormitory to sleep!" Aren't you afraid to live here?

"What's there to be afraid of? Qiu Wei's mother is still sleeping alone! She is not afraid, and others are even less afraid. Yang Mengmeng hugged him with her hands with a happy face and said, "They have you to sleep with me!"

Murong Qingyun felt a burst of sweat and said, "You should be mature and steady..."

"Cut... By the way, let me tell you something." Yang Mengmeng buried her head in his arms and said, "Yaoyao is going to sign up for a TV blind date program, but I think it's really unreliable there. How can you find your real boyfriend in an entertainment program? You still help her look for an excellent young man!"

"Do you think I can do it?" Murong Qingyun suddenly added, "Since you like to be a matchmaker, then consider Sister Qiu Wei's lifelong event. She has been single for so many years. If you can marry her out, it will definitely be of boundless morality.

"Let's talk about distant things, don't talk about Qiu Wei's mother." Yang Mengmeng said quite seriously, "I'm afraid there is no man in the world who can match Qiuwei's mother."

"I don't like to hear what you say." Murong Qingyun pretended to be unhappy and said, "If no man is worthy of Sister Qiu Wei, where did I come from?" Is it possible that my mother will produce and sell it by herself.

"Hey... How dare you speak ill of Qiu Wei's mother. They will go to her place to make a small report!" Yang Mengmeng opened up with a smile.

"Hey, do you still have fewer small reports?" Murong Qingyun said helplessly, "In your accumulated small report, I won't be beaten by you again."

"Huh...no, you are not allowed to turn over other people's old accounts." Yang Mengmeng curled her lips and said, "Let's talk about distant things!" I think she blames a poor girl. A college girl in her 20s has not yet felt the taste of love. If something unfortunate happens to her one day, she won't complain to death!"

"You can think of a lot for her!" Murong Qingyun kissed her forehead and said, "This kind of thing is a person cleaning the snow in front of the door, and others are frosted. To say something unpleasant, people nowadays are very selfish.

"They don't want to be selfish!" Yang Mengmeng smiled innocently and livelyly and said, "At present, my most important thing is to help Yaoyao find a boyfriend. After the winter vacation, they will fly to the capital! Qiu Wei's mother has implemented this matter, so she must leave when the time comes.

"It's not that you can't go back, so you don't have to be so sad." Murong Qingyun deliberately reminded her, "You'd better not be too enthusiastic to participate in other people's private life problems."

"In your mind, you must be eager for me to leave." Yang Mengmeng twisted the meat on his waist and said seriously, "After I leave, you can fool around with them all day. Don't think that people don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart.

"I really don't want you to leave me." Murong Qingyun said half-truthly and half-falsely, "After you leave, I have no place to eat. In the cold winter when no one warms the bed, I will feel particularly cold, lonely and lonely.

"You are lying to death. Ghosts believe what you say. Yang Mengmeng covered her mouth and yawned, "You can also help me with the distant matter. People know that you have some opinions about her, but she is not bad-hearted. You boys will never understand our thoughts as girls.

Although Murong Qingyun's thinking is very open and cutting-edge, he still doesn't like girls who regard marriage as a career. Li Shuyao is kind-hearted, but he doesn't want to help her realize her so-called ideals at all. This kind of combination of engine is not simple, and it may be difficult to maintain it for a long time. He is afraid of avoiding such a thankless thing.

If the two go their separate ways, she will pour all her grievances on herself. At that time, he was a complete liar and accomplice in Li Shuyao's mind. Once a woman is shameless and makes a fool of it, ghosts will be afraid, let alone people. She will not talk about her kindness to her, but only from her own interests and think that she is bad for him.

(Writing 50W words, looking at my poor red ticket, I feel particularly faceless. It's my first time to solicit votes, so I hope my classmates will smash my red ticket fiercely.)