Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 22

Meng Zhen's "really good" is not a catchphrase. He has never told anyone other than Yan Sui that he really thinks Yan Sui is good.

He is so stupid that he can be said to be worthless. However, Yan Sui is willing to marry him and bring him out of the Meng family earlier. He is the first to hug, the first to kiss, and the first to be taken care of when he is ill

His mind was too rigid and his words were too meagre to think of anything else to express his gratitude except "nice.".

Yan Sui patted Meng's back and stopped, moving slowly to his neck socket, and then to his cheek.

Meng Yan's eyes and eyes, too clean eyes, let his mood at a glance.

Yan Sui slowly approached, first in Meng Yan's lips kiss, and then slowly move up, and then kiss his eyebrow.

"You have to remember that I should be nice to you."

This sentence is only said to Meng Fu, not to the person in his wife's position. Yan Sui is very clear about this.

Being good to a person is different from being responsible to a person. For him, Meng Yi was different from the beginning, but it was not obvious at the beginning, but he was really sure now.

Meng Yan's eyes trembled, and all kinds of emotions continued to ferment in his eyes. He looked at Yan Sui with good eyes. After a long time, he nodded solemnly.

He has been told that nothing should be done, but Yan Sui always tells him that he should eat and sleep well, and that he should be nice to him.

He doesn't know who is right or wrong, and he doesn't need to know. He just knows that he likes to talk to him like this and treat him like this.

Of course, he thinks that this "should" is mutual. In the future, he will be nice to Yan Sui, of course.

"Yan Sui, it's nice to marry you."

The corner of Meng's mouth was drawn up, showing an unconscious smile. When Yan Sui was in a daze, he approached again. His arm put Yan Sui on the back of the sofa. His legs skillfully restrained the instinctive reaction of Yan Sui's body.

"Don't move."

Meng Yan said seriously to Yan Sui that Yan Sui did not move.

He successfully suppressed people, and then explained his behavior, "we are not fighting, I am going to kiss you."

See Yan Sui still did not resist, Meng Yan's face seriously put away, no longer hesitated, he gave his lips.

Yan Sui looks very cold, but his lips are not cold, warm and hot, very comfortable.

Meng Fuke controlled the tension caused by his rapid heartbeat. He was clumsy and focused on kissing. After tossing Yan Sui's lips for a while, he tried to kiss more deeply. His kiss was similar to his personality, and his straightforward became warm and calm.

To make sure that Yan Sui didn't refuse, and that they all liked such a kiss, he began to pay too much attention to it for the first time.

Yan Sui was forced to kiss on the sofa. It was the first time for Yan Sui to kiss him, but the person who kissed him was Meng Xuan. He was very sure that he would like to come several times.

Inspired by Meng Zhen's enthusiasm, his heart trembled, and his hands holding each other continued to tighten. At last, Meng Yi sat on Yan Sui's legs and exchanged a lingering and warm kiss with this up and down posture. The lingering charm was long.

For a long time, after Yan Sui regained his breath, he couldn't help laughing. Then he gave a gentle "hiss" sound. The kiss dominated by Meng Yi was warm and tragic. Yan Sui's lip was bitten.

"Broken, broken..." Meng Yan was staring at the wound on Yan Sui's lips with wide eyes. He drew closer and blew softly, "hoo, Hoo Does it hurt? "

"I was so stupid that I bit you..." Moreover, he didn't notice that he felt guilty, and his shyness was forgotten. He continued to "huff" Yan Sui.

Yan Sui looked at Meng Bi, the smile on his face still can't be put away, he gently shook his head, "no pain."

He said and hugged again, and after a long time he whispered, "I'm happy."

This can not help but want to smile happy.

Meng's heart beat a little more, and then he tried to grasp some of his experience

Yan Sui hook lips, and light voice "good." Yan Sui can't refuse Meng Fu's temptation to offer a kiss.

A kiss dispelled the haze brought by Meng Fu's poor sleep, which made Yan Sui feel better in the afternoon. He was very efficient in dealing with things. People in the office came and went. Wang Feng sent in some documents and sent them out.

Meng Zhen has been sitting on the sofa, playing games for a while and eating some fruit cake. Without affecting Yan Sui, she looks at him and touches their marriage certificates. This day is just as perfect for Meng Shen.

Before five o'clock, Yan Sui turns off the computer and tidies up his desk. Then he gets up and comes to Meng's sofa.

"It's almost time. Let's go home."Meng Yi takes a look at Yan Sui, puts the tablet on the table, and puts his right hand in Yan Sui's palm. Both of them can't help smiling.

"Well," Meng Ying said, his eyes couldn't help but linger on Yan Sui's lips.

In fact, he can't help but care. This afternoon, I don't know how many people were scared, and they were very surprised at Meng Yu. He dared to speak, but he even dared to leave traces. No one believed that he didn't mean to. This is a blatant declaration of sovereignty.

After receiving Gu Lang's phone call, Yan Sui asks Wang Feng to send out a message. What he brings is Meng Yi, his wife who has already received the certificate.

As for the reaction of the people who heard the news, Yan Sui didn't need to think about it. What they thought could not affect him and Meng for the time being.

Yan Sui left Yan's mansion with Meng Zhen in the eyes of many people who couldn't help but be curious. This is the first time since he took over Yan's house that he left work before 6:00 p.m. for no special reason. This is the rhythm that workaholic is going to become a man at home.

Wang Feng didn't follow. In the front seat, there was only Zhao Bing, who was serious about driving. After getting on the car, Meng fan was pulled over by Yan Sui. He touched Meng's forehead and looked at him carefully. "Do you feel tired?"

Meng Yi gently shook his head, "I'm not tired, you are tired. It's too hard for you to support me."

On this day, Meng Zhen was able to see Yan Sui's daily work. He could not finish meeting people and dealing with unfinished things. He made phone calls, answered phones and looked at computers. He was really a busy president.

Yan Sui chuckles, on how much money Meng can spend to raise Meng, but Meng said so, his heart or comfort paste very, "not hard."

Meng Yi gently shook his head and looked at Yan Sui's eyes and his tone of voice was generally serious, "hard work, I have seen."

Yan Sui firmly controlled the whole Yan Family at a young age. How could it be possible if he didn't pay some hard work? Even he felt that he deserved the hard work, but Meng's tone made it difficult for him to understand his feelings.

This is in Love him. It's a special feeling, and it's good.

"I'm so bad I can't do anything good except to help you fight. "Even though he was good at mixing incense in his last life, he didn't want to give up his position, not only to get married, but also to Yan Sui.

Now, he wants to marry him. No, he's married to him. That's good.

Meng's voice lowered, and her look was more solemn than before, "however, I will accompany you, as long as you want me, I will accompany you forever."

It was Meng's promise to Yan Sui that he would never give up and share weal and woe. Although he was not sure whether Yan Sui needed it or not, it was all he gave.

Yan Sui looks at Meng Yan seriously. His eyes are a little fierce and scrutinizing, which is frightening. Meng feels that he still looks at Yan Sui. When he is about to start to feel uneasy and lose, Yan Sui holds up his jaw and drops a kiss on his lips, which is like a seal. He responds.

"Good."

No matter whether Meng Yi understood the meaning of his words or not, he took it seriously. There was no room for him to take it seriously.

"Well," Yan Sui accepted his intention. Meng couldn't help but smile. He sat up straight and patted himself on the shoulder. "You can lean on me, and I can also rely on you."

Meng's height is not as high as Yan Sui's, and his shoulders are naturally not as broad as his. However, he looks at people sincerely, and it is not so easy to refuse. Yan Sui is still hesitating. Meng Yi puts his head on his shoulder.

"You'll have a rest and get home, I'll tell you."

Meng Yi decided to be nice to Yan Sui, not just to talk about it, but to study it carefully and put it into practice.

Of course, what makes Yan Sui cry and laugh is that the domineering power that Meng Zhen occasionally shows is not very cute. For example, at this moment, although he feels uncomfortable, he still chooses to obey because of his lovely overbearing.

He leaned against Meng feilue's shoulder, played with his fingers, and slowly drew a faint smile from the corners of his mouth. His mood was unprecedented peace.

At the beginning, he was pleased with Meng because he was different from other people's sincerity and calm, but now he really likes it, more than yesterday, than in the morning.

Zhao Bing, who drove in the front seat, spent more than ten years' professional accomplishment in driving, but he didn't let his abnormal driving skills affect the two people in the back seat.

Both Meng Yi and Yan Sui were too close to each other, but there was no denying that the atmosphere between them was very beautiful and enviable.

When the car stops in front of Yan's house, Meng Zhen carefully lifts Yan Sui up. Seeing that his eyes are still closed, he hesitates for a moment, but he intends to carry the person directly in. However, Yan Sui feels this intention and slowly opens his eyes.

"If you're still sleepy, I'll carry you back. I'm very strong."

On that day, he was restrained by Yan Sui's five moves. Part of the reason was that he didn't eat enough and didn't sleep well at that time. At present, he was in good condition, and he consciously had no problem reciting Yan Sui.He thought about it and added, "it's at home. It's OK."

In front of outsiders, it seems that he is not good-looking on the occasions outside, but this is in their home. What's the matter.

Yan Sui smiles, takes Meng Yi and kisses him on the cheek, which is a reward for Meng's painstaking efforts.

"What do you do with your back? I'm not sick. I don't have to carry it. "

Meng Yi thought and thought, and then slowly nodded. While he recognized, he was also somewhat lost. It was not easy for him to find a good place for Yan Sui.

His loss came and went quickly. After being pulled out of the car by Yan Sui, his mood became clear again. They would be together every day in the future. He would surely find other places that were good for Yan Sui.

He also knew that he had some sense of propriety. The premise of being good to Yan Sui was not to cause unnecessary trouble to Yan Sui because he was too stupid.

Meng Yu is an absolute genius in flavoring, but in addition to this and the fighting skills he was forced to practice since childhood, he is not only mediocre in other aspects, but also has some influence on his mind. He is not as ignorant as a child, but difficult to be as thoughtful as an adult. It is more in line with his current age.

His melancholy and his reticence are protective of his own shortcomings. It is because he opened his heart to Yan Sui that he has no scruple to expose. In this process, if Yan Sui has any malicious or inappropriate actions, Meng is afraid that he will retract back into his shell.

The process of running in with Yan Sui was unexpectedly smooth. They came hand in hand to nourish their eyes. As Meng said in the car in the morning, he and Yan Sui were very well matched. They were compatible in appearance and spirit.

She stood at the door of the living room door of the old house, and the smile on her face disappeared as they approached.

To be exact, she has been waiting for Meng for a day.

She arrived at Meng's house in the morning, and learned from Feng Zejiao that her son Mengfu had been taken to the old house by Yan Sui yesterday. She came to the old house and learned that Yan Sui had taken people away. Soon after, she got the news that Yan Sui had taken people to the company.

This whole day passed, Yan Sui brought people back, or in this way hand in hand, like the appearance of a congenial back, obviously that silly Meng Bi has been his little tricks son lost in the north.

But what's the matter? Some people are born with stupidity, but they can't become smart by a few sweet words from Yan Sui. Moreover, stupid people are crazy and make jokes, which makes them have no scruples and are good-looking.

He wan saw Yan Sui and Meng Yan from a distance, and Yan Sui saw her too. The gentleness on his face gradually faded, but he still held Meng's hand.

"Here you are." He nodded to he wan, then looked at Meng Yao, "this is my mother."

"This is Meng Yi."

He wan smiles. Before he speaks, Meng Xuan stands up straight and shouts, "Ma!"

He found that he was too nervous and the volume was a little loud. He lowered his voice again and said, "hello."

There was a big difference in the volume of the words before and after this sentence. He wan was a little confused about Meng Zhen's thoughts. He saw whether she was enthusiastic or not.

"OK, OK, come in quickly," he Wan's smile on his face softened again. She turned her side. Then, not only did her voice soften, but also her eyes when she looked at Meng Yu.

"What did Sui Er take you to?"

Meng Yan did not immediately respond to the smell of speech, he looked at Yan Sui one eye, see him gently nodded, he will tell he wan.

"We got the license and got married."

He said also did not take out the marriage certificate in his arms, he looked at he Wan's eyes with some doubts.

Although he wan is smiling, it's a fake smile. She has to smile at her family. She certainly doesn't like them. She just doesn't like him. It's easy to understand that he's not liked by nature. But why doesn't she like Yan Sui? He's so good.

"Oh Oh? " He Wan's tone is straight up, and her smile is still there, but she is not even soft. She looks at Yan Sui, and her eyes are more angry than surprised. Some things that have been hidden are almost strained.

"Weddings are fixed, and the sooner the better." Yan Sui explained a sentence, did not want to say more, his eyes swept to the corner of the living room Xiao Bo, "ten minutes after the meal."

"Yes," whispered Shaw, turning to the kitchen.

Yan Sui takes back his eyes, looks at he wan who is slightly out of shape, and says again, "we go back to our room and change our clothes."

Meng Yi follows Yan Sui and nods to he wan, and is led upstairs to his room by Yan Sui.

He Wan's burning eyes followed them all the time until they closed the door. Then she took back her eyes and sat on the sofa with her head lowered and silent.

Meng Yi changed his clothes and took a look at his and Yan Sui's rooms. At last, he chose to put their marriage certificates in the bedside table. The reason was very simple. He wanted to look at them from time to time to make sure they were still there. Otherwise, he would be worried about where to hide them.Looking at Meng's relaxed appearance, Yan Sui couldn't help but hook his lips. He came over and rubbed Meng's hair. He whispered, "I don't have a good relationship with her. You don't need to care what she says to you."

Yan Sui's tone is flat to state the fact, Meng Yi thinks for a moment, reaches out to hold Yan Sui's waist, "I don't care, you don't care."

He didn't know he wan, how to care what she thought of him. He would really care, and it might be Yan Sui.

Yan Sui rubbed Meng's hair lightly, and then continued to rub it. Some things of Meng Xuan are very slow, but there are also his sensitive points. For example, he knows what harm is better than anyone else.

It's not strangers that can really hurt people's hearts, but your closest ones.

Yan Sui's eyes were cold, "I didn't care."

"Well," Meng Ying said, and looked up at Yan Sui. He nodded and agreed, "yes, we don't care."

Yan Sui's hand moves to his own back waist, holds Meng's hand, and then pulls him up to go downstairs.

Although the result of thorough investigation hasn't come back, he knows how the injury that can make Meng Xuan so sensitive can't be ordinary. Some people don't care, but they can't forgive.

When they came down from upstairs, Mrs. Xiao Bo and her servant just set the dishes, and he wan was seated.

Meng's eyes swept away. Xiao Bo and Wang Ma shook their heads gently to him. He understood for a while and understood what they meant.

It must be that eating with Yan Sui's mother is too restrictive. They don't want to eat well. It's OK.

This kind of restraint not only exists in Xiao Bo Wang Ma, but also in Yan Sui. Of course, he is not called restraint, but indifference and unconsciousness.

However, Meng Xuan knows what is the feeling of starvation. He can't bear to let Yan Sui suffer from hunger.

After serving the table, he tried to eat, and also tried to bring food to Yan Sui.

"You work so hard every day. You have to eat more."

"Well," Yan Sui gently answered, and then he ate all the dishes that Meng Jian gave him.

Meng Xuan's eyes sweep toward He Wan, who is opposite her. They face each other. When he wan thinks he will say something, Meng Zhen lowers her head and grabs a mouthful of rice. The speed of eating is obviously accelerated, and the speed of picking vegetables for Yan Sui is the same.

He Wan's eyes are cold. Before the appetite is completely "cold" by her eyes, he and Yan Sui should try to eat more.

In the surprised eyes of he wan, Meng Zhen quickly ate three bowls of rice, as well as many dishes that Yan Sui gave him. Under his influence, Yan Sui also ate an extra bowl with him. It seems that his appetite is better than before.

Originally, he would not have any appetite for he wan, but Meng Xuan was on the side, so he put most of his attention on him. Any reaction and action he made was lovely in his eyes. So his mood would naturally be good, and his appetite would be improved.

After they finished eating, he wan had half a bowl of rice, but she didn't want to eat much.

Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment, or opened his mouth, "how can you still have leftovers? That's not good. You'd better finish it. "

He wan, who had no appetite at all, was more reluctant to eat because of Meng Xuan's remark. She scratched her chopsticks in the bowl and put them on the table. Looking at Meng Mei, he Wan's mouth was smiling, but her eyes were colder than before.

"What are you talking about? This is at Yan's house. I can't eat any more. I don't have enough left? "

Meng Xuan was not frightened by he Wan's posture. He thought about it for a while, and his look was as serious as ever.

"Many teachers can't say well. Didn't they tell you?"

He wan had no words to be silent. Meng Yi only thought that she acquiesced. He turned his head to Yan Sui and said, "let's have a little dog or a kitten in the future, so we won't be afraid of leftovers." The person who loves leftovers is Yan Sui's biological mother. This is too difficult to do. It can only be done like this.

Yan Sui chuckled and said, "OK."

Meng Yi nodded, but he thought of some cats and dogs in the university campus. He preferred these kittens and dogs to be with people. He also thought that they understood him better. Now there is Yan Sui.

"There's a pet shelter near our house, and we'll be able to visit it later."

"Good," Meng said, his eyes brightened a little. He wanted to keep a cat or dog of his own, but he didn't even have his own home. How can he give them a home.

But now it's different. He has Yan Sui and he has a family.