Chapter 180 Give a way to live

After the three people ate well, Li Shuyao paid the bill and spent nearly 550 yuan. For her, it is only more than a quarter of the monthly living expenses. If you really need money and go home to be proud, you will soon have money again. From childhood to childhood, Li Shuyao has always thought that he was very happy and happy. There is no open-minded student era. Like a toad in a well, you will feel very satisfied after eating a KFC.

Because of Yang Mengmeng, Li Shuyao found that everything around him had changed dramatically. The status between the two is getting bigger and bigger. Although Yang Mengmeng always treats her as usual, the invisible rules that have long been set by human society have deeply affected her. The disparity in social status naturally creates a gap in equal communication between each other. Similar to a small clerk eating with the boss, he will be completely nervous and will never have the casual eating with his colleagues.

Although Li Shuyao does not feel uncomfortable, she already needs to say it again in her mind. I was worried that a momentary loss of speech would make Yang Mengmeng unhappy. She understands that the existence of a pimple will always exist. One day, Yang Mengmeng suddenly recalled that the person who suffered in the end was herself. Li Shuyao gradually understood his father's words: getting along with people and talking seems simple and ordinary, but it is actually an extremely deep knowledge.

After they got on the bus, they did not stay outside. Yang Mengmeng drove the car and sent Li Shuyao downstairs to her house smoothly. She took everything she had and said goodbye to the two. Yang Mengmeng was not afraid of trouble and told her sincerely that she could call herself if she needed anything. Li Shuyao, who thanked her, turned upstairs and waved goodbye to the two again.

Since the school is closed, Yang Mengmeng means to go home and live. Murong Qingyun did not refute her proposal, not because it was more comfortable to live in the villa, but to avoid her endless talking. After the Spring Festival, she will fly to the capital for training. He knows his mother's style of doing things, and once he makes a difference, it won't change.

"Today, I think Yaoyao performed quite well." Yang Mengmeng drove the car and said modestly, "If I were on the recording scene of the program for the first time, I would have to be nervous to death."

"In the future, I won't accompany you to the TV station anymore. It's really boring." Murong Qingyun put his hands in his pocket to keep warm and said, "There are few men and women on this kind of program. A blind date is fake, and it is true that each has its own purpose. In order to attract the attention of the public, the TV station created some gimmicks.

"You just explore the essence of things too much and lack a little interest in life." Yang Mengmeng squeezed her mouth and smiled, "Although this program is constantly repeating pictures, the audience loves to watch it. They just want to laugh, scold and so on to relieve the pressure of their lives. Let the plain life be more colorful.

"I haven't seen you for three days. Let's look at each other with new eyes." Murong Qingyun said happily, "The little girl seems to be a little more mature than before. Did you accidentally get your head caught in the door when you went out recently?

"Damn, I will die if you don't ridicul!" Yang Mengmeng slowed down and drove into the slow lane. In order to ensure their personal safety, she said, "When people don't say that, you think I didn't wake up and grow up, like a little kid all day long. To tell you some truth, you still have to talk about others. Brother, give me a way to live!"

"There is no way to live. There is a way to die. Do you want it?" Murong Qingyun said with a rather proud smile.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Yang Mengmeng drove the car back into the fast lane and drove all the way home.

As soon as she walked into the living room, little A and little B came over very quickly, and they each had a plush floor slippers in their mouths. Yang Mengmeng was very happy to change into the shoes they brought, leaned down and touched their heads and praised them well. The two little guys narrowed their eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of being stroked by their masters.

Under Xu Li's arrangement, the remaining two suitable Filipino maids were also found. Their real names are too difficult to remember, so I gave them a new code name in this family. Yang Mengmeng is very satisfied with her arrangement. After all, the person with the worst memory in this family will belong to her. Under the complaint of the housekeeper Xu, Murong Qiuwei was reading leisurely in the study. After the young couple was clear, they nodded to know, but they didn't mean to disturb her.

Murong Qingyun went upstairs first, and Yang Mengmeng played with the two puppies for a while before returning to the room. The first thing he did when he returned to his room was to take a shower, thinking that he would hurt her well at night. I feel that I have been neglecting her a little recently, so I want to warm up with her and spend a romantic spring night. Murong Qingyun obviously feels that there is a need for more than one man and a woman, so that men will not feel tired of a woman and maintain a certain sense of freshness.

Murong Qingyun, who is sitting in **, is still not used to this bed. He really wants to move the bed in the old house to make him feel sleepy. Yang Mengmeng, who had just returned to the bedroom, saw his posture and understood that he was not good intentions. He, who went to bed before nine o'clock, would only think about doing one thing with himself, otherwise he would never go to bed at one o'clock. Tonight, Yang Mengmeng really didn't think about that. Cold weather is an external objective reason, and the most important thing is that it is not convenient for you to do that.

Yang Mengmeng approached him step by step, blinked her eyes, and said with a smile that lifted his appetite: "Husband, can you sleep so early? They can't sleep."

"Aren't you asking knowingly? Isn't the purpose of going to bed so early in order to love you? Murong Qingyun's expression was full of a bad smile and said, "I feel that my state is very good, which will definitely make you want to die."

He stretched out his hands and held her down on the bed, and his mouth and hands ran towards the main positions on Yang Mengmeng's body. She neither refused nor dodged, and even tried to provoke his most primitive desires. Murong Qingyun really had a feeling that a little farewell was better than a new lover. Her inner wolf nature was suddenly stimulated by her and took off her clothes.

Yang Mengmeng struggled to break away from his embrace, retreated from the bed and withdrew from behind for a while. She smiled charmingly and said, "Don't worry, wait for the slave to wash your body before making out with you."

She threw a charming wink at Murong Qingyun, and then turned to the bathroom to take a shower. He suddenly became excited, his heart was so beautiful that he began to sing loudly. Yang Mengmeng, with one ear pressed against the door of the bathroom, heard his ghost crying and howling, with a bad smile on her little face, and smiled secretly in her heart, standing in no hurry to open the hot water to take a bath. Murong Qingyun, who listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, really couldn't hold back his excitement.

He suddenly felt that his unusual behavior was really funny. After all, both of them were old husband and wife. Murong Qingyun felt as if he had done something for the first time. Somewhere in my body has already been ready to move, and a very strong signal has been sent to the brain: attack, attack, attack, desperate attack.

Murong Qingyun felt that the time had passed so long for the first time. He stared at the bathroom door and looked forward to it opening. Yang Mengmeng, who was taking a bath inside, was not worried at all, and even slowed down to wash. He couldn't stand the burning pain. He touched the bed and walked straight to the bathroom door. He stretched out his right hand to twist the doorknob, but he didn't twist it. Murong Qingyun, outside the door, stamped in place in a hurry.

Yang Mengmeng, sitting in the surfing bathtub, enjoyed the massage and saw the rotation of the doorknob and the figure outside the door. She felt Murong Qingyun's anxiety and covered her mouth with joy. He usually fooled and flirted with himself, and insisted on teaching him a little, otherwise he would think that he was a good girl who had nothing to say.

"Did you faint inside?" Murong Qingyun knocked on the door and shouted inside the door.

Yang Mengmeng felt funny and understood that he wanted to ask himself how long it would take to wash, but it was difficult to ask because of the man's face, so she changed a flower to ask. She was happy with a pain in her stomach, and her face was stiff with a smile, and she was not in a hurry to answer him. He wants to have a look. What else does he want to say?

"If you don't talk, I'm going to hit the door?" Murong Qingyun is really worried about her safety.

Yang Mengmeng tried her best to suppress her laughter and shouted outside the door: "There is nothing to do. They will come out after washing! Husband, are you in a hurry? If that's the case, they will come out immediately.

"No hurry, you wash it slowly. I saw that you hadn't come out for so long that I thought you fainted inside. Murong Qingyun couldn't let go and said that he was very anxious and said against his will.

"Oh, that's it! Just wait for me for another half an hour!" Yang Mengmeng laughed so fast that she twitched.

Hearing this, Murong Qingyun's heart was half cold. He shook his head and left reluctantly and went to bed again. It's really hard to spend time by yourself. He wants to solve it with his hands, but he can't do it. After all, it's too wasteful. Murong Qingyun repeatedly told himself that he needed to maintain his emotions, and countless scenes of the combination of the two people in the past have emerged in his mind. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it is, and the more I think about it. My heart is very entangled, and my body and mind have suffered a lot.