Chapter 26: 26

Huh, what is he talking about?
Chu Xiujin placed her on the (bed chuang), his hands clasped her and raised his hands to the top of his head, his tall body pressed down, his face was close at hand, and his breath sprayed on her face when he spoke. . +++Mobile reading visit m.EbookFREE.me
"How on earth did Xiao Qi hold back you?"
Meng Yu stared at him in a daze, he was so close, she could feel the heat he sprayed on her face.
Nothing, she felt suffocated.
Meng Yu woke up at this time. She sat on (bed chuang) for half a minute before she came back to her senses. First, she looked around. She was the only one on (bed chuang) and there was no room in the house. Seeing Chu Xiujin's figure, she looked down at her clothes again.
It was the same (sleeping Shui) clothes I wore yesterday, and there was no discomfort on my body.
She thought of him as if he was pressing on her before falling (sleeping in Shui) yesterday, his face was close at hand, and he clasped her hands on top of his head in a completely aggressive posture.
Later, her head was so dizzy that she went over (sleeping Shui).
She still remembers some vague footage of yesterday. At first she saw that the glass door was very transparent. She was planning to leave, but she was too dizzy to walk, so she looked at him in the hot spring with a straight face.
Meng Yu felt that she was really like a beast. Mr. Chu knew how to avoid it when she saw the frosted glass, but she... As a girl, she didn't even have any shame.
Later, and later, when he saw her blushing, he stretched out his hand and probed, and then she was infatuated with the feeling of being (touching Mo) on his face, and shamelessly pulled his hand to her face.
Later, she was a little fuzzy, and she seemed to be carried on the (bed chuang) by him.
By the way, he also said something to her, which seemed to be a particularly vulgar word.
Meng Yu shook her head hurriedly. No, that vulgar sentence sounds like her own brain. How could a polite person like Mr. Chu say such vulgar and vulgar words?
In the end, Chu Xiujin clasped her hand and pressed it on her body.
However, Meng Yu felt that the latter half of the (bed chuang) was more like a dream she had dreamed up.
So she had an ambiguous dream with Mr. Chu (暧ai)? People treat her so well and respect her wife so much, but she only thinks about his body.
Meng Yu felt more and more like a beast.
At this moment someone opened the door and came in. Meng Yu looked up and found that the person was Chu Xiujin.
Meng Yu: "..."
"Are you awake? Get it for you and come over early and eat while it's hot."
He will put it on the short table earlier, and then continue to look at the drawings. He has changed his clothes, and the man in a shirt and trousers looks even more handsome and handsome.
His attitude is also very ordinary, not at all the embarrassment that he had (暧ai) ambiguous with her yesterday.
Meng Yu moved slowly to the side of Xiaoji for breakfast, she secretly glanced at him, he was breezy and righteous.
After all, Meng Yu couldn't help it, and said to him: "I seemed to drank too much yesterday."
"Yeah." He answered softly.
"I didn't do anything strange, did I?"
"No, I hugged you (shang) on ​​the bed and you were (sleeping in Shui), what's wrong?"
Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the only thing he could do out of the ordinary yesterday was to take his hand (touch Mo) in his face. Fortunately, she did not expose herself.
"Nothing, I just ask."
Meng Yu lowered her head and drank a spoonful of porridge. Would she explain to him yesterday's behavior, otherwise would he think she was frivolous?
"My face gets hot after drinking, and then I want to find something cool and stick it on."
He lifted his gaze from the drawing and swept towards her, "So just put my hand on your face?"
"..." Meng Yu (gangan) laughed twice, "Maybe your hand temperature is just right."
So, I really didn't tease you on purpose, I am not frivolous at all, eh!
Meng Yu took another two spoonfuls of porridge. "If I take the liberty, I'm sorry, but I don't know that the stamina is so great."
It is more realistic to apologize directly.
"Since I am sorry, what are you going to use to make up for me?"
"..."
I used to say sorry to him, and he always said that he didn't have a relationship. Did he really offend him this time? Meng Yu felt very guilty.
"I learned a few new dishes, I'll go back and cook them for you."
"I don't lack food."
"..." Meng Yu couldn't think of what else to do, "Or Mr. Chu, you can just tell me what to do to make up."
His eyes fell on her but he did not speak for a long time. Meng Yu couldn't understand the look in his eyes. It seemed that he really wanted to mention something to her, but he didn't say anything, but just staring at people like this was really embarrassing.
When Meng Yu realized that his face was starting to get hot, he finally looked away. He said, "Forget it, I won't care about you this time."
Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
After breakfast, Meng Yu continued to accompany Chu Xiujin and Shanjie to discuss matters. This time it was considered a formal contract signing. Meng Yu was afraid that she had made a mistake. She looked at the contract many times before confirming that there was no problem.
It was already afternoon after signing the contract. This time the two came to Japan to meet the Nikko Toshogu Autumn Festival. Meng Yu planned to take Chu Xiujin to see it.
Before going, Meng Yu had to go back to the room and change clothes, and he happened to be at the door to Shanjie's helper. The helpers came to change the quilt, but they never came back, she didn't dare to go in hastily, and waited at the door.
Meng Yu thought that the drawings that Chu Xiujin drew were still in the room yesterday, and that this kind of thing should not be seen by the people of Shanjie's family. Meng Yu asked her to wait at the door for her to change and give it to her.
Meng Yu first took the quilt away and prepared to change the dirty sheets, but when the quilt was taken away, she quickly noticed a strange stain on the bed where she (sleeping in Shui) last night.
Meng Yu stared at the stain for a while and then took it to the tip of his nose to smell it, which smelled a little strange.
The people of Shansuke’s family probably won’t give them dirty sheets, so what is this stain?
Like a blessing to the soul, a bold conjecture suddenly flashed in her mind.
Isn't it what she thought?
When she woke up this morning, she was dressed well and there was no discomfort on her body. They should have given birth to nothing (fat) last night.
Is it sweat stains? She sweats easily after drinking, and it is not surprising that the sweat stains on the sheets.
So it shouldn't be what she thought? Mr. Chu didn't seem to be doing anything to her. How could a polite man like him take advantage of her when she was drunk?
After Meng Yu took the sheets to the helper, he went to meet with Chu Xiujin at the door of Shanjie's house.
At this moment, Meng Yu looked at Chu Xiujin in a mixed mood. In fact, she wanted to ask if she was drunk yesterday if she gave birth to something. However, she felt that it would be embarrassing to ask this question, and the stain might really be her sweat. When the time came, Mr. Chu was confused and everyone couldn't get off the stage.
So, don't ask blindly, just treat it as sweat.
The two came out of Sansuke's house and quickly reached the main street. There were many people on the street. There were people in dresses standing by the gods, and behind the gods were a group of hardcovered warriors. There are many snacks on both sides of the street.
Meng Yu saw that there were people selling croquettes, so she planned to buy two and try them.
"Mr. Chu, do you want to eat?" Meng Yu thought that this person is the chairman of a large company after all, and he is very particular about his daily life, so he added, "But this kind of street stall is not very hygienic."
Chu Xiujin said, "I'm not so squeamish."
That means you can taste it.
Meng Yu bought two more.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and delicious. Meng Yu just lowered her head to eat, and didn't notice the person beside her. Seeing that she was about to be hit, Chu Xiujin subconsciously hugged her shoulders and hid aside, then pushed her inside again, and he walked in. outside.
It's really sweet.
"Thank you."
Meng Yu said in a low voice, but there were so many people on the street that he probably didn't hear it either.
It was cold, and he added a coat over his shirt. It was in navy blue (color), long, with good texture and drape. He looks so outstanding in the crowd of shapes (colors) (colors), it seems that he does not belong to this too lively and smoke-filled world, he should sit in the magnificent office and command Ruo Ding.
She didn't know what he thought, but she was abducted here. She said he was going to visit, so he came with her.
He put one hand (inserting cha) in his trouser pocket, and the other hand held the coke biscuits and ate it in small mouthfuls. It felt like he was not used to it, but he didn't waste it and threw it away.
There were lively and cheering crowds around, the lights on the street began to light up, and there was a loud sound of gong knocking not far away. She and him were walking on the street in a foreign land, everything around was so strange, but she didn't feel lonely because of it.
At this moment, she felt as if she was dating Mr. Chu.
Meng Yu felt that this idea was really poisonous, but she did not reject it.
She had always wanted to talk about a sweet and greasy love, but Xiao Qi was too cold when she met. He only had his computer in his world. Later, although there was another sister Ai Qing, it had nothing to do with her.
Xiao Qi wouldn't go shopping with her. They didn't seem to have traveled anywhere together. They seemed to have been together for so long, and they seemed to have never dated.
After breaking up with Xiao Qi, Meng Yu had originally thought that she would not expect any sweet love anymore, but now this idea reappeared in her heart.
She wants to fall in love, the kind that is very sweet.
She looked down at the couple watches they were wearing. Meng Yu thought it was amazing. She was walking on the street with him and suddenly wanted to fall in love.
I don’t know what Mr. Chu thinks. Although he treats her very well, he probably only treats her as a wife and respects her. He has no other ideas, even if he almost gave birth to something on the wedding day. It was a matter of routine, and of course, nothing happened later.
And she felt that she and Mr. Chu were two completely different people, living in different worlds.
But then I think it’s good to get along with each other like this. The life of a couple will eventually become flat.
The two of them have to stay in Japan for one night, probably because they both know the problem of glass doors. This night, they both had a tacit understanding of not going to the hot springs.
Meng Yu took a shower and came out. Chu Xiujin was still sitting in front of her, writing and drawing. Meng Yu walked over and took a look. It was the design drawings of the car, the side and back of the car, and the anatomical drawings of the engine. She couldn't understand the data.
"Are you busy?"
"Be busy for a while, you (sleep Shui) first."
Meng Yu climbed onto (Bed Chuang) and finally asked the strange question that had been spent the whole day, "Where did you sleep in (Shui) last night?"
"Next to you." He said lightly without lifting his head.
Meng Yu pulled the quilt up and half covered her face. It turned out that they really slept on a (bed chuang) yesterday (sleeping Shui), but she drank too much alcohol (sleeping Shui) and she was too dead to know.
Chu Xiujin has been busy for a long time, and Meng Yu is already sleeping (sleeping Shui) after he finishes (going to shang). Probably it was too late. When Meng Yu woke up the next day, Chu Xiujin hadn't woke up yet.
As soon as Meng Yu turned his head, he saw the person lying next to him. He (Shui Shui) was very heavy, and the soft light came in from the window. When viewed from the side, his face line (dry gan) was clean. The curvature of the forehead and the bridge of the nose is simply not too beautiful. The lines of the lips are interspersed in it, and the soft light falls on it. This face looks like an oil painting.
His quilt was placed under his armpits, and his hands naturally fell on the (胸xiong) mouth. Even the (sleep Shui) posture had a rigorous posture.
He was still (sleeping in Shui) and felt that Meng Yu was also afraid of quarreling him, she was about to lie down again, but she realized that something was wrong, he (sleeping in Shui) was too heavy, and his breathing was so light that she couldn't hear her. xiong) There is no ups and downs in the mouth. Meng Yu leaned over and probed his breath with his fingers.
I didn’t want her finger to reach his nose and saw the man suddenly opened his eyes, and then he moved faster than thinking. He clasped her approaching hand with one hand, and pinched her on the back of his head with the other. (Chest xiong) mouth.
His strength was so great that Meng Yu whispered in pain. Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and his reason gradually returned, he hurriedly let go.
Meng Yu sat up and rubbed the back of his head, which was pinched by him. How could his strength be so strong, it really hurts.
"Sorry, I thought someone attacked me, I didn't know it was you."
"..."
His vigilance is too (strong qiang). However, thinking of Meng Yu's last attack in France, he seemed to understand his vigilance (strong qiang).
"Did I hurt you?" he asked again.
Of course it hurts. Meng Yu thought about the feeling he had just pinched in his hand like a little chicken. If he tried harder, her neck would break.
She was so painful that tears rolled in her eyes, and she nodded very honestly, "It hurts."
"Pick up your hair and let me see."
Meng Yu obediently lifted up her hair, (exposed) a long neck, only to see that the white and tender skin on the neck was pinched to red by him.
Chu Xiujin looked at her face (color) heavily for a while and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get you some medicine."
He came back shortly after he went out, with an extra bottle of booze in his hand.
He poured the boiled wine into his palm, rubbed it, and said to her: "Pick up his hair."
Meng Yu used both hands to tuck her hair up to the top of her head to form a ball, and Chu Xiujin's palms followed closely, and the warm palms felt a faint roughness. When they were attached, it was as if there was heat invading the pores. Meng Yu even felt her ears. It's getting hot, but the pain in my neck seems to be relieved a bit.
He posted back and forth three times and asked her: "Is it better?"
"Feeling better now."
He sat on the side of the bed and asked, "What did you do when you came to me early in the morning?"
Speaking of this, Meng Yu is a bit too dead, I wanted to probe your breath. "
"..."
This answer really made Chu Xiujin laugh or cry. He stared at her eyes, and there were glittering tears in them, "It looks like it's really hurting, and I'm almost crying."
is not that right? Meng Yu thought to himself.
It's so squeamish to cry with a pinch, how can you be so sweet? However, his heart softened. He said, "Should I give you a hug?"
Meng Yu: "Huh?"