Meng Ting hugged Yan Sui harder, "You believe me, OK?"
"Okay," Yan Sui leaned his head and kissed Meng Ting's ear tip. When a gust of wind came over, he pulled off his clothes and wrapped Meng Ting a little, and asked with some worry, "Do you feel cold?"
Meng Ting squinted his eyes when he heard the words, his toes rose slightly, his lips were reflected on Yan Sui's, and he kissed gently, and then replied seriously, "You hold me, I am not cold at all. "He feels warm, from body to heart.
He always felt this way around Yan Sui, and he liked it.
Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting's curvy eyebrows, and couldn't help lowering his head and kissing his lips. His coat continued to wrap people around. They were beside the flowers, under the maple trees, tangled|tired and tired, it seemed To be able to kiss like this to the world.
Xiao Ziang arrived in Haicheng at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, but he approached Yan Sui without such a rush. He and Xiao Zimo discussed it. In the end, Xiao Ziang called Wang Feng as the grandson of Xiao's parents, and Yan Sui made an appointment the next morning.
The location was not in Yan's house, nor in Yan's Mansion, but in the tea room where Yan Sui had met Meng Qi.
Yan Sui got off the car, and the brothers Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted them. They couldn't help but look into the car, but think about it, how could Yan Sui let them see Meng Ting now? .
"Go inside and say..." Yan Sui wasn't surprised at the reaction of these two people at all, and he walked inside when he finished.
Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo looked at each other and followed Yan Sui. The tea room was located in a relatively secluded location, and there were not many people and vehicles. If Yan Sui decides where to talk, most of him will choose this place.
Of course, it is mainly because most of the people who deal with him are the heads of the families over the age of fifty.
They started to pay attention to health preservation at this age, and Yan Sui didn't like places that were too noisy. The tea room met their needs.
But to Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo, they still felt a little surprised. Yan Sui had the same idea as Meng Qi who had been here before. Yan Sui was not very old, but his preferences were very old.
Of course, there are many young people in Xia Guo who like to make tea, but it is obviously relatively rare in your circle.
Yan Sui made tea by himself, moving smoothly. He ignored Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo and would not give them a feeling of being neglected. Even watching his movements, his mood would calm down.
"Drink tea," Yan Sui put two cups of tea in front of Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo, he poured himself another cup, and then took a sip.
He raised his hand again, and the person serving in the tea room slightly nodded and left, leaving only the three of them in the room.
"How is Meng Ting's injury? Is it still serious?"
Xiao Zimo only smelt the tea and put it down and opened his mouth. Xiao Zimo cared more about Meng Ting's body than those that Xiao Ziang and Yan Sui cared about. In fact, he wanted to tell Yan Sui that if Haicheng could not be cured, they could. Take Meng Ting back to Beicheng, they will definitely give Meng Ting the best medical conditions.
Yan Sui glanced at Xiao Zimo. He put down the teacup, but did not answer Xiao Zimo's question. He looked at Xiao Ziang and didn't intend to say too many scenes. "Have you checked out the seventeen years?"
After hearing this, Xiao Ziang pondered his words before answering his question, "I'm investigating, no matter who is involved, my father and I will not let him go." It is most likely that they had a ghost in their own home, and this The inner ghost has not been revealed yet.
Not only Yan Sui cared about this, they also cared about it.
"Meng Ting... he should be called Xiao Zi Nuo. He is a child of the Xiao family and the younger brother of Zimo and I. We would like to see him if we can."
The data belongs to the data, and the inference goes to the inference. After meeting people, the necessary examination is still inevitable. Confusing blood is a taboo in every family. Although he guessed that this might make Yan Sui dissatisfied, he still has to ask for it. Say.
Yan Sui squinted his eyes, and accepted Xiao Ziang's words, "The inspection is fine, but it must be done on Haicheng's side. If you can't do it with him, Patriarch Xiao has to come over in person." Yan Sui naturally heard Xiao Ziang's "see and see" He doesn't need to say more about the meaning of.
Yan Sui added, "If you can't trust the doctor's hospital in Haicheng, you can bring your own doctors and equipment, but Meng Ting is absolutely impossible to go with you."
Yan Sui did not deliberately increase his tone, but under his eyes, Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo felt a little pressure that made them uncomfortable. It can be said that they have never felt this kind of pressure from the same generation in Beicheng. People's crushing aura.
"Zimo and I both believe that Meng Ting is our younger brother. The inspection is to be done, but this is just a cutscene. He is a child of the Xiao family and must recognize his ancestors..."
The inspection can be in Haicheng. At this point, Xiao Ziang can call the shots. Their father will come the day after tomorrow. But what Yan Sui said in his last words is definitely not just to check and prevent them from taking Meng Ting back to Beicheng, but to be sure that Meng Ting is. Their brother, he would not allow Meng Ting to follow them back to Beicheng.
"What is a must?" Yan Sui was slightly puzzled. He frowned slightly. Growing up in an environment like a wealthy family, he should be able to understand the words of adapting to Xiao Ziang very well, but it can be used on Meng Ting. He still Some are upset.
"If Meng Ting is willing, I will not stop, but if he is not willing, no one can force him."
This also includes Yan Sui himself. He can come here to meet Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo not because he is really willing to let the Xiao family contact Meng Ting, but because he does not want Meng Ting to have regrets in this life.
He hopes that Meng Ting can get back what he deserves. He has always believed that Meng Ting deserves the best.
Of course, he thought so and said so, but even if the actions of the Xiao family and the Xiao family satisfy him, the limit he can do is not to prevent them from contacting Meng Ting and let them take Meng Ting away. Ting, this is absolutely impossible.
"You are right, no one can force NuoNuo."
Xiao Zimo gave Xiao Ziang a slanted look, and was a little dissatisfied with what he said. How could the rhetoric he used to deal with outsiders at the negotiating table be applied to NuoNuo? They had been absent from Meng Ting's life for so many years, and they were not qualified to force him to do anything. Things, even if Meng Ting does not recognize them.
"Then how is his body?" Xiao Zimo immediately asked Yan Sui again. The video in the elevator frightened him. What he cares most now is the recovery of Meng Ting.
Yan Sui glanced at Xiao Zimo, and he felt that he was more pleasing to the eye than Xiao Ziang. He nodded slightly, "It's pretty good, and I still need a few more days of rest."
Xiao Zimo rubbed his hands anxiously when he heard the words, he looked at Yan Sui more pleadingly, "Can I go and see him? If you mind, I won't say more, just take a look." Make sure that Meng Ting's body is in the end. Is it good?
Xiao Ziang also looked over. He thought for a while and didn't say anything else. Obviously his set was not as useful as Xiao Zimo's directly in front of Yan Sui. After a while, Yan Sui finally nodded.
But Yan Sui didn't take the people home, and only allowed them to come back in the afternoon or tomorrow.
The conversation was almost over here, Yan Sui gave them a little bit, planning to leave first.
But before he got up, the mobile phone in his pocket shook. Xiao Zimo and Xiao Ziang, who had planned to get up, looked over, with a little expectation, but they were really expecting it.
Yan Sui told Meng Ting when he went out. He played with Rhubarb and Maoqiu for a while and felt bored. He returned to the room and thought for a while before calling Yan Sui.
"Can I ask Bo Xiao to send me to the laboratory?" Meng Ting said, and Mao Qiu responded to him. He lowered his head and touched Mao Qiu's head before continuing, "I'll just go over and take a look, by the way Answer a few questions from Shishi and them."
For the first time Meng Ting lied to Yan Sui, his cheeks were already red with discomfort, but Yan Sui couldn't find it through the phone.
Yan Sui raised his hand to look at his watch, "How long are you going to go?"
"Two or three hours," Meng Ting sighed and said in a more serious tone, "I promise, I will be obedient, won't mess around, won't hurt myself, promise."
Yan Sui could imagine Meng Ting on the phone seriously raising his hand to make a promise. There was a little smile in his eyes, and after a little thought, he answered, "In three hours, I will pick you up home."
"Well," Meng Ting responded with joy in his voice. The first time he lied successfully, he felt guilty and felt a little sense of accomplishment, "Yan Sui, you are so kind."
"Well," Yan Sui responded, and then told Meng Ting a few more words before he hung up the phone. On the other side, Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo both felt a little pain in their teeth. There is no doubt that they can change their tone and expression so much. It must be Meng Ting.
And the relationship between Yan Sui and Meng Ting seems to be much better than what can be felt in the rumors and information... They looked at Yan Sui with envy and jealousy, and were even more eager to see Meng Ting sooner.
On the other side, Meng Ting hung up the phone sweetly. He changed his clothes himself, then went downstairs holding the Maoqiu and entrusted the Maoqiu and Rhubarb to He Yue. He took the car arranged by Bo Xiao and went to the laboratory. coming.
In fact, he must come here because Li Shishi told him yesterday that the batch of raw materials they had imported from abroad has arrived, and perhaps there is the last auxiliary material that Meng Ting has been looking for.
Seeing that Yan Sui's birthday is approaching, he has been raised at home for so many days because of his injury, and he must not delay any longer.
After Yan Sui left, Meng Ting, who was free to think, could not stay at home.
But if he tells Yan Sui that he wants to make perfume, he is definitely not allowed, Meng Ting, who has always been honest, will lie, and he has always been too honest, and once in a while, Yan Sui did not notice it.
Of course, this is just Meng Ting's subjective feeling.
He restrained his excitement and came to the laboratory, put on a white robe, washed his hands, and put on a mask, he entered the perfume room.
"It's these three, I don't know if Fu meets your requirements." Li Shishi stepped aside after speaking.
Meng Ting stepped forward and sniffed them one by one. Finally, he planned to give it a try.
Regarding this perfume, Meng Ting has spent a lot of time and energy in two lifetimes, but he still feels that it is not perfect. Now he is not sure whether it will succeed, but he always has to try it.
After he started to mix the fragrance, he became accustomed to nothing else, from colorless to light red, light yellow, deep purple... and finally turned into a pinkish purple like jelly, his movements were a bit slower than when he was mixing the fragrance in the past. , But still maintains a special rhythm that Li Shishi and others have always been unable to figure out.
The reason he made the incense so different was because he seemed to be able to seize the most appropriate time.
In the perfume factory, the raw materials are only input mechanically, and there will be no adjustments due to the difference of the raw materials. This can only be done by the master perfumer. Meng Ting's talent makes him do better than other perfumers.
Li Shishi and others all wore masks like Meng Ting, and even stood a little far away, but when the finished product was finished, they were still intoxicated in the fragrance.
It's different, it's really different. They don't need Meng Ting to tell them again, they know that this is the kind of fragrance Meng Ting always wants to make.
"Successful." Meng Ting gently shook the perfume in the test tube, his face also overflowed with a little smile, his happiness was quite pure, he was not happy with the commercial value behind this perfume, he was just happy to be on Yan Sui's birthday He did it successfully before.
"I don't know if he will like..."
While happy, Meng Ting also had some worries. In his opinion, Yan Sui's feeling was more important than anything. It was so important that he doubted his talent.
"I like it, how could I not like it! I like it so much!"
It was not the two female assistants Li Shishi or Ye Zilan who made such a sigh, but Cheng Guang, the male assistant who had always been relatively taciturn.
When Ye Zilan asked Meng Ting before, he also heard it.
"Master, do you want to develop this perfume in such a short time, is there any special use?"
Cheng Guang remembered Meng Ting's answer, "Give someone as a birthday present."
Quite simple answer, but Cheng Guang didn't feel much at that time, but now he feels an uncontrollable jealousy, jealous of the person Meng Ting gave the gift.
It is not that he Meng Ting has any ideas, but that this perfume is truly perfect. He can guarantee that any master perfumer has worked hard for ten years, and there may not be such a work for decades.
Such a gift is too precious, too rare.
He can understand the value of this perfume, can the person Meng Ting gave it understand? Cheng Guang couldn't help but produce such anxiety.
Meng Ting ignored Cheng Guang's words. He sat down slowly, and then gently shook the test tube. Cheng Guang and the others might want to express something, but they didn't speak again when they looked like Meng Ting.
After Meng Ting thought about it for more than ten minutes, he got up and went to put the perfume in a bottle by himself. He went to the next information room to call Yan Mingya.
The two talked for half an hour before Meng Ting was satisfied to put the phone down. He wanted to put the perfume in the safe, and then sat at a desk in the reference room and began to record the complete experimental data and the final result of the perfume. formula.
He looked up after finishing everything, only to find that Yan Sui didn't know when he had arrived.
He didn't bother Meng Ting, but sat on the sofa beside the corridor and didn't look at the perfume room, but turned his head to look Meng Ting in this direction. The eyes of the two people met, and they couldn't help but smile.
Meng Ting tidyed up the things on the desk and wanted to go out to find Yan Sui, but halfway through the tidying, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to change his clothes, and the mask was put on his ear. He sniffed his hand. , The taste is obvious.
Yan Sui didn't miss him to make perfume, but he didn't know what he was doing.
As Meng Ting cleaned up and became more guilty, Yan Sui had already got up and pushed the door in.
Meng Ting raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Sui. He stepped forward and firmly hugged Yan Sui's waist. He surrendered, "Sorry, I lied to you."
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting back and took a short step back. There were some imperceptible smiles on his face, but there was no change in his voice.
"What lie?"
"I just started to perfume, I lied."
Meng Ting was guilty and guilty, he hugged Yan Sui harder, as if he was angry and left him running.
"I'm sorry, Yan Sui..." Meng Ting didn't intend to argue more. Even if he had a reason, it was a fact that he and Yan Sui lied.
Yan Sui originally wanted to tease Meng Ting, but found that he couldn't bear to watch Meng Ting fall into any negative emotions. He raised his hand and rubbed the back of Meng Ting's neck, "You said you are coming to the laboratory, I know you. It's time to perfume." Meng Ting's lie didn't deceive him at all.
"Well, then I'm still wrong," Yan Sui let him go easily, and Meng Ting was still caring about it. He raised his face and rubbed Yan Sui, very seriously, "There won't be another time, I I don't like lying to you at all."
Probably Meng Ting's words have such a magical power to Yan Sui. With just one sentence, all the worries in his heart disappeared after he met the Xiao brothers. But the worries faded, and it turned out to be other more turbulent emotions.
"Well," Yan Sui replied softly, and then he pulled Meng Ting away a bit.
Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui suspiciously, but before he blinked, Yan Sui lowered his head and kissed Meng Ting's lips.
Yan Sui's kiss was a bit sudden, and some inexplicably eager, but it was more of the affection that Meng Ting could more appreciate. Yan Sui liked him, and Yan Sui loved him, so Yan Sui kissed him.
Meng Ting confirmed this, then narrowed his eyes, and responded enthusiastically to Yan Sui's kiss.
They retreated step by step until they were blocked by the door and there was no way to go back. Yan Sui kept protecting the back of Meng Ting's head and did not let him hit him, but at the same time his out-of-control sanity was slightly retreated because of the sound.
His lips slipped away from Meng Ting's lips, and went down, softly and finely covering his neck.
Meng Ting raised his chin and bit his lip. This didn't make him make any strange noises, and his arm around Yan Sui's waist was never let go. He knew that their current environment was not right. , But he was still reluctant to refuse Yan Sui.
Yan Sui must like him too much, that's why. Meng Ting thought this way while continuing to endure.
But his indulgence and tolerance are not necessarily the key to Yan Sui's continued loss of control.
Yan Sui let go of Meng Ting a little, and finally let go of Meng Ting's too sensitive neck. He pressed Meng Ting's cheek and said in a very solemn tone, "I won't let you leave me." Even Meng Ting. Real family, he won't let Meng Ting leave him.
If it were just an ordinary family, Yan Sui would not have such anxieties, but it was the Xiao family over there, he had to think more and had to make the most comprehensive preparations. Meng Ting can't afford to lose, and he will never be his bargaining chip on the negotiating table.
Meng Ting didn't know the anxiety in Yan Sui's heart, and he answered the words without hesitation.
"Of course, how can you let me go, if you let me go, I won't go."
Thinking about it, Meng Ting felt that there was still a loophole in his words, he rushed forward and bit Yan Sui's lip lightly, then added.
"Just leave, I will take you with me."
Meng Ting has never been greedy for anything in the Yan family. The only thing I greedy for is Yan Sui himself, but this is also greedy enough. Yan Sui may be worthy of a better person, but now he is dependent on him. , Lai set.
"Yeah," Yan Sui replied gently, and continued to hug Meng Ting, and it took him a while to let go.
He tidyed up Meng Ting's clothes, returned to the desk, tidyed it up again, and locked the door. After they said hello to Li Shishi and others, they left the laboratory and went home.
Meng Ting sat in the car and felt dizzy for a while. The previous affection still had a great impact on him. He leaned on Yan Sui's shoulder, blinking his eyes and suddenly remembered something, "Yan Sui, I forgot Something?"
"What?" Yan Sui tilted his head to look at Meng Ting. Zhao Bing in the front seat had also lengthened his ears. If they left in the laboratory, there would be places where they could take shortcuts on their return journey. For finding the way by car, Zhao The soldiers are still very dedicated.
"I forgot to eat lunch, I'm so hungry..."
Meng Ting glanced at Yan Sui and felt a guilty conscience again. He hesitated whether to get up from Yan Sui's arms. While Yan Sui embraced him, he talked to Zhao Bing in the front seat.
"Find the nearest restaurant."
"Okay," Zhao Bing nodded, slowed down his driving speed, swept his eyes left and right, quite conscientious.
Meng Ting shrank into Yan Sui's arms, and after a long time he defended in a low voice, "I didn't mean it."
During the meal, Li Shishi came to call him, but he didn't want to be interrupted, so he refused. After finishing his notes and formulas, Yan Sui came. Then came the hot kiss. He slowed down. They As soon as he got in the car, he felt hungry and remembered that he had forgotten his lunch.
Meng Ting poked the soft flesh on Yan Sui's waist again, "You also have a little responsibility...Of course, I don't blame you."
Meng Ting is favored by Yan Sui, but there are more and more perverted reasons.
Yan Sui's eyes lowered, and Meng Ting obediently stopped the messy hand and pursed his lips by the way, but his eyebrows were still bent again, and he continued to lean against Yan Sui's shoulder.
Yan Sui didn't want to blame him, he just felt distressed that he was hungry. There is no need for Yan Sui to say this, Meng Ting realized it.
They were in a small restaurant. Yan Sui accompanied Meng Ting to lunch and fed him before they went home.
And Meng Ting himself leaned into Yan Sui's arms and fell asleep. He got up early, and was so absorbed in the past. In the past few days to recover from injuries at home, he basically took a nap again, and the sleepiness at this time also increased. The thicker it gets.
But this road is not far from Yan's house, and they will be able to get home in about twenty minutes. Meng Ting squinted his eyes, intending to bear it again.
But for a sleepy person, twenty minutes is enough to fall asleep, he worked hard, and the person was still confused.
"Go to sleep, I will hold you back to the room later."
After hearing the words, Meng Ting hesitated for a long time before answering, but he did not refuse, "I want you to carry me..."
"Okay," Yan Sui replied, and continued to hug Meng Ting, rubbing his hair and cheeks. Meng Ting was comfortably rubbed, his eyes were completely covered, and he fell asleep peacefully.
The car stopped in front of Yan's house. According to what he promised Meng Ting, Yan Sui got out of the car first, and then slowly moved people over. After a while, he picked him up without disturbing Meng Ting's sleep.
As soon as Zhao Bing's car drove away, another car stopped in front of Yan's house, but it was the Xiao family brothers. They saw Yan Sui and Meng Ting on Yan Sui's back. Both people's eyes lit up, but At the same time, he was a little worried.
"How is this..."
Yan Sui's gaze swept over, Xiao Zimo automatically lowered the volume, and he also noticed that Meng Ting, who was carried by Yan Sui, had no discomfort on his face, his complexion was ruddy, his brows were flat, and he was very peaceful.
"He fell asleep."
Yan Sui continued to walk in with Meng Ting on his back, but the Xiao brothers didn't immediately follow him. Instead, they went back to the car and brought a lot of things down. They were all Saul's. Most of the things that nourish the body are some capsule-type nutrients.
Meng Ting may still like other things. He absolutely can't like these gifts. Even Yan Sui will not allow too many such things in the family. They are not sure whether Meng Ting's drug addiction is better, but It is still not appropriate to put these within Meng Ting's reach.
Yan Sui directly carried Meng Ting back to the room. As for the Xiao brothers, they could only stop in the living room. Yan Manjia and Xiao Bo received them.
"These are for...TingTing to replenish the body," Xiao Ziang put down the things and said to Yan Man. Meng Ting has not been recognized back to the Xiao family for the time being. It is not appropriate for them to call Nuo or NuoNuo. They have promised Yan Sui before they come, and will not say anything else.
Yan Manjia looked at the gifts they had sent, and then shook his head, "Sorry, TingTing can't eat these."
Meng Ting had to take the medicines that had to be taken so painful, not to mention these things, even if his reaction to the medicines would gradually fade in the future, these things would still be a shadow for him.
"Next time you give a gift, don't give it like this..."
It was sent, but it was not good for them to lose it, and it was transferred to his home, and there were not many suitable people.
"Why?" Xiao Zimo asked immediately. He and Xiao Ziang still had a very one-sided understanding of Meng Ting's past, or maybe they were limited to written materials and hadn't felt much.
When Yan Manjia saw Xiao Zimo appear at Yan's house, she knew that Meng Ting's family had come. She thought they should know what Meng Ting had suffered, but if Yan Sui did not nod, she still could not tell them.
Yan Manjia glanced away, Yan Sui had already appeared at the top of the stairs, Yan Manjia understood.
She turned around and sat down, thinking about it carefully.
"TingTing didn't have a good life when he was a child. He was probably too hungry. For a while, he was so hungry that he could only take medicine at home. Later, he was hospitalized and left some shadows. Not only could he not take medicine, but he could not take injections or intravenous injections. ."
This is the answer that Yan Manjia got after asking Yan Sui several times. She had been sad for a long time, and at this time, she still felt sad.
Children like them have basically never felt hunger, and Meng Ting's experience of eating medicine as food is so hungry that he has never, and never thought about it.
"TingTing is very good, he is already trying to overcome these obstacles." Although the process is still extremely difficult.
Yan Manjia spoke for a long time, Xiao Ziang and Xiao Zimo were speechless, Yan Manjia couldn't imagine that they were the same.
"These are not difficult to check. If you want to know, just check it yourself."
Yan Sui came over and sat down, breaking the silence.
"Unfortunately, TingTing fell asleep." But even if Meng Ting was not asleep, he didn't intend to let them get in touch. Xiao Zimo is more honest and sincere. Xiao Ziang is obviously a family man, and Meng Ting may not be able to do more. Like them.
"I'll wait for him to wake up," Xiao Zimo said, raising his head, his heart beating fast, a little worried that he would be driven out by Yan Sui, he looked at Yan Manjia, anxiously, "Can I go and see your paintings?"
He obviously wanted to grab Yan Manjia as a springboard, but fortunately, the Yan family stayed for a while for a while.
After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Xiao Ziang again, "You have something to do, you can go."
He knew very well that in the morning, Xiao Ziang had offended Yan Sui, but that was just what Xiao Ziang was used to at the negotiating table. He really didn't plan to use it on his younger brother and brother.
Xiao Ziang calmly gave Xiao Zimo a few glances, then stood up and said goodbye to Yan Sui. He did have things to do. One of them was to find out more clearly about Meng Ting's past, otherwise they would not be qualified to talk to Yan Sui here. , Not to mention other things.
Meng Ting slept from two o'clock to four o'clock before getting up. When Yan Sui entered and left the room, both Rhubarb and Mao Qiu sneaked in.
He woke up and played with them for a while before coming downstairs with his two pets.
"I can smell the chocolate cake..." Meng Ting said that the tip of his nose moved slightly, and it was obvious that his glutton had committed another crime.
After eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, can't remember the troubles, Meng Ting's mood is really not envied by others.
"Come on, Hanhan brought it back and keep it for you."
Yan Manjia took Xiao Zimo, who heard the movement, came out of the studio. Before Meng Ting stepped to the edge of the sofa, she quickly waved to Meng Ting.
Meng Ting nodded and continued to walk with the fur ball, and after another two steps, he noticed Xiao Zimo beside Yan Manjia. He nodded politely to him, and then continued to walk over and sit down.
"Maoqiu, you can't eat it. I'll give you a little fish later."
To stop the hair ball from making trouble, and to eat delicious cakes, this is a bit rushed for Meng Ting, but he still enjoys it, and he does not feel uncomfortable because there is one more person in the living room.
He had eaten a small portion of the cake before he noticed the overly focused gaze. He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Zimo, and then looked at the cake on his plate.
"Do you want to eat too?"
Meng Ting asked, but didn't mean to let it out, "But I have already eaten it, and I can't give it to you."
"No, it's not..." Xiao Zimo found that his throat was choking a little bit badly, and his eyes were also sore.
With his eyesight, Meng Ting's special body can't be seen, but his family NuoNuo was absolutely healthy when he was born. The shortcomings of Meng Ting's body should be left over from that accident.
Meng Ting felt that Xiao Zimo's gaze was a little strange, but he was a guest of Yan Manjia, and he couldn't say bluntly that Xiao Zimo was not allowed to see him and his cake.
His gaze swept around and saw Yan Sui, who walked in with Zhen Han from the outside, his eyes brightened in an instant. With that shining brightness, he let go of the fur ball and lay on the back of the sofa. Yan Sui beckoned, "I'm here..."
Yan Sui didn't respond, but he walked straight over here, and Zhen Han slowed down two steps, but he also walked over.
Yan Sui sat down, and Meng Ting moved himself into his arms, "I am eating the cake brought by my cousin. It is very sweet and delicious. Would you like to eat it?"
Yan Manjia went away, vaguely wanting to laugh. About a minute or two ago, Meng Ting told Xiao Zimo that he had eaten the cake and could not give it to him, but now he actively asked Yan Sui if he could eat it.
For Meng Ting, Yan Sui's treatment has always been different from others, no, it should be different from anyone, it is unique.
Meng Ting asked, and he took a spoonful and leaned to Yan Sui's lips. He narrowed his eyes slightly, completely willing, and was no longer the kind of vigilance that he had when he was facing Xiao Zimo.
Yan Sui opened his mouth and took a bite, then took the spoon in Meng Ting's hand, and naturally fed Meng Ting the cake.
Yan Manjia, Zhen Han, and even the servants in the family are accustomed to the mutual mode of Yan Sui and Meng Ting, and they all have a strange look. On the contrary, Xiao Zimo looked a little dumbfounded. Probably, his little brother was taken by Yan Sui.
So being spoiled, where can my heart turn to Yan Sui.
"Cough cough," Zhen Han coughed slightly, as a reminder to Xiao Zimo, what does it mean to stare at Meng Ting like that? After coughing, he glanced at Yan Manjia.
Yan Manjia felt that she was a bit wronged, but after thinking about it, she didn't feel that she really provoked Xiao Zimo in the beginning.
"His name is Amos, and he is a young painter."
Yan Manjia spoke to help Xiao Zimo introduce Meng Ting, but she didn't know Xiao Zimo's family background, so she only knew the signature of his works. Although she had been with Xiao Zi for so many years, it was limited to Xiao Zi herself, and she had never entered the Xiao family's home.
The only family she met with Xiao Zi was his aunt who passed away in Country D many years ago. Not to mention Xiao Zimo and Xiao Ziang, their parents, Yan Manjia may not be able to recognize it at first sight.
Meng Ting looked back at Xiao Zimo again when he heard the words. Seeing him still staring at him, his brows wrinkled slightly, "Do you still want to buy Auntie's painting?"
Meng Ting thought that Xiao Zimo wanted to pass him and let Yan Manjia relax, so he looked at him like this.
"The painter is me. That is a gift my aunt wants to give me. I like it very much and don't want to give it to you."
In addition, because the person above is him, he doesn't want to hang up with someone he doesn't know.
Meng Ting thought for a while and added another sentence, "It's useless if you look at me." He is not that easy to soften up.
And Meng Ting has never felt that he is so kind and beautiful. According to Yan Shuya, he is an unsympathetic and unkind person, and he has always found it quite appropriate.
"No, no, I won't buy paintings." His little brother was so straightforward that he could not get off the stage, but at the same time he was so cute that he wanted him to go up and rub his hair. Obviously, Meng Ting, who said that he would not let him paint, would not rub it.
Meng Ting nodded when he heard the words, then he turned his gaze back to Yan Sui, then glanced at the spoon again, "I have a little left, I want to eat."
Yan Sui continued to put the spoon on Meng Ting's lips and licked him clean, then took a paper towel and wiped his mouth, so that his hand was free to hug the person. He asked habitually, "Does the wound still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore," Meng Ting replied in a low voice while relying on Yan Sui. Xiao Zimo, who had just chatted with Zhen Han over there, fell silent again and listened carefully with his ears erected. Then Yan Manjia was caught by Zhen who did not know the truth Han glanced a few times.
"I'm all right, really." Meng Ting answered, looked up at Yan Sui, then turned his head to rub his head, his voice was lower and softer, "I didn't lie to you, I promised not to talk to you anymore. Lying."
Yan Sui lowered his eyes to meet Meng Ting's gaze, and couldn't help but soften his brows. He moved his hand and rubbed Meng Ting's hair again.
"You accompany me back to the study, I have something to tell you."
"Okay," Meng Ting nodded and hugged Yan Sui's neck with both hands. Then he remembered that there were many outsiders in the house. When he hesitated to let go, Yan Sui had already picked him up.
"They are in a good relationship. During this period of injury, Yan Sui hugged him up and downstairs. I was probably used to it just now." Yan Manjia explained, but what she said is true. Even when Meng Ting was not injured, they often Hugs are too sticky and sweet.
Xiao Zimo nodded, he got up to say goodbye, and did not stay longer in Yan's house.
It is rare for Yan Sui to allow him to stay on for so long and let him talk to Meng Ting. He should be disgusting if he stays on.
Meng Ting leaned in Yan Sui's arms and was almost upstairs before he spoke to Yan Sui in a low voice, "That person is so strange. He has been looking at my cake."
Meng Ting doesn't think he has anything to look at. The only thing he has eaten is the chocolate cake.
This logic is completely logical here in Meng Ting. He thought about the person's strangeness, then raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Sui, "Is the cousin's cake very rare? You can't buy it outside?"
"It's not a cake, it's you..." Yan Sui replied. He said that he had something to tell Meng Ting, not an excuse.
Sooner or later, Meng Ting would know his life experience, but Yan Sui didn't want him to know it from others in the end. Meng Ting should know, and he should be told by him who he trusts.