Beloved Marriage in High Society

the bright things in Meng Zhen's eyes are too pure, and Yan Sui's heart suddenly softens. He looks to he wan.

"I'll take Meng Xuan to have a look." Yan Sui's action power has always been so high.

He wanwen Yan's face is even worse. The anger aroused by Meng Yan has not disappeared. Yan Sui is about to take people away. The posture of protecting Duzi is too obvious.

Now there is no one in Haicheng who dares to say something bad to her, but Meng Xuan has not only said it, but also has not admitted his mistake, and he has not apologized. All the capital he dares to do is because Yan Sui protects him.

She wanted to add to Yan Sui's block, but obviously she didn't do it. Instead, she added to herself. In this way, Sanfen Qi also became Qifen Qi!

All kinds of emotions turned around in her heart. She restrained her face and did not eliminate her anger, but she did not smile again. She looked at Meng Xuan with pity in her eyes.

She is pitying Meng Yi, and is coaxed by Yan Sui's sweet words. She begins to be ignorant of heaven and earth. But the more so, the worse he will fall in the end.

This time she came, she was not satisfied and satisfied. Obviously, she was not satisfied because of Meng's ignorance of interest. However, she was not only interested in him at first, but also angry with her now.

Yan Sui, who has always been unresponsive to her decision, has chosen to use means to cajole people this time. What kind of love play he still plays in front of her depends on how long he can play.

Meng is naturally sensitive to this kind of vision, but it is only when he understands the meaning of this vision that he becomes more and more confused. So what on earth does he have for her pity? Is it still because he was born more stupid than others?

"Let's go," Yan Sui a side blocked he Wan's eyes, and gently nodded to her, and really led people away.

He wan watched Yan Sui take people away. After sitting in the living room for a while, she left Yan Sui's house.

In this way, she could not find something even worse. For example, Yan Sui and Meng Fu had a roommate before their marriage. As far as she knew, Yan Sui would not let people easily move into his room to invade his territory, which was absolutely impossible and despised by Yan Sui.

As a walk after dinner, Yan Sui takes Meng Yi on foot, and takes him to know the road around Yan's house. Yan's house goes south to a villa area, and there are more and more talents.

Yan Sui grew up in this area and was naturally familiar with the neighborhood, but he had not wandered around like this for some years.

Meng Xuan is not curious about foreign objects. After he has recorded the way, he does not look at it much. He follows Yan Sui attentively.

However, he still noticed that a lot of eyes fell on Yan Sui. Even if those people didn't come to chat up, they were undoubtedly interested in Yan Sui. If he thought Yan Sui was good, others would think he was good.

Yan Sui did not always hold Meng's hand, but occasionally he bowed his head and talked to him. His gentle and intimate appearance also drove away many "covetous" eyes.

Meng Zhen found that most of the people who came to see him wanted to see him. However, Yan Sui was very keen. He stopped him quietly, or declared his sovereignty through some imperceptible small movements.

Yan Sui's aura is almost uninhibited. However, Meng Fu, who follows Yan Sui's side, is not as gloomy, soft and beautiful as he used to be, which makes people look at him. Only Meng Xuan thinks that Yan Sui has been looked at by others, and his heart is sour. It can be said that it is Yan Sui who is more sour.

"This is it..." Yan Sui pointed to the front of the finger, put down his hand and immediately took Meng's hand.

Meng Ying shook back, looked at it, excited and joyful emotions, and then put those unclear emotions behind him.

"Do you think it's better to have a cat or a dog?"

"We'll keep whatever you like."

Yan Sui said that he continued to lead Meng Yan to go inside. Just now he should have led him all the time, instead of worrying about some eyes that might make Meng Xuan uncomfortable, and kept a distance.

"Well," Meng said softly. He did not know why. For a moment, his nose was slightly sour and his eyes were covered with a light mist. He didn't want to cry, he just felt something.

For him, keeping a pet is more unreal than getting his and Yan Sui's marriage certificate.

But now it is true that he and Yan Sui get married, and it is also true that they want to keep pets, which is why he feels.

Yan Sui looked down at Meng Yan, gently pulled his hand and brought him to his arms. He raised his hand and rubbed Meng's hair. "Let's go in and have a look."

"Good," Meng Yi nodded, grasped Yan Sui's hand, and then entered the shelter together.

They went in through the glass door, facing a man with metal frame eyes in a white coat. He looked at Yan Sui in a daze. His seriousness on his face dissipated a little, and his standing posture was also casual. "How can you come here when you have time?"

He opened his business for the first time, and Yan Sui came here for ten minutes. Since then, he has never set foot here.

"I just sent you a message," Yan Sui continued to lead Meng Zhen to the only soft leather sofa in the shelter. It was the throne that Zhen Han had made for herself. On weekdays, no one dared to touch it, standing alone in a pile of wooden benches, which was particularly eye-catching."Sit down," Yan Sui said to Meng, who nodded and looked at Zhen Han suspiciously. Then he sat down.

Zhen Han follows with a black face. He touches his pocket but doesn't touch his mobile phone. He continues.

"I just had a minor operation and my cell phone was probably left in the dressing room."

As he said this, he glanced at Meng Zhen, who also raised his eyes to his eyes. He did not evade or be more curious. He just looked at each other in a very general way. Zhen Han, who was hurt by Yan Sui, felt that he had been "cured".

"This is Meng Yi, your cousin."

"He is Zhen Han, my cousin."

Yan Sui also has an aunt who is abroad all year round. Zhen Han lived in her old house for two years as a child, and was later taken back to the country.

Two years ago, he returned home and opened a pet hospital near his old house. However, the name of this pet hospital is just "pet shelter".

"Hello, cousin," Meng said obediently. Up to now, he knows nothing about the people and things on Yan Sui's side. It is only today that he met he wan and his cousin Zhen Han.

"Hello," Zhen Han stares at Meng Xuan for two times, and then looks at the sofa where he is sitting. This cousin looks a bit dull, but the first impression is not disgusting, so he doesn't force people to get up.

But his cousin always can't remember his cleanliness habit, which makes people angry.

"We want to keep pets. If you have any suitable pets, let's see first."

Yan Sui still stands and tells Zhen Han that his cousin is not only a problem of cleanliness, but also stingy. The things he will handle in the whole pet hospital will naturally be better, but others will touch it. The cheaper the better, the better.

Yan Sui thinks that he is not a purist, he is reluctant to give his good things to others.

"In addition to a few stray cats and dogs, there are no suitable puppies. I'll call you again in two days."

His "pet shelter" is mainly a hospital, where pets from nearby families can be treated and beautified, and the pups will also be sold. However, it is usually reserved in advance, and he will pick them up and sell them again. Suddenly, if there is no one.

Before Yan Sui answers, Meng pulls his sleeve, and Yan Sui and Zhen Han both look at it.

"Stray cats and stray dogs are better. I think they will like me," said Meng. He is hard to empathize with people. He can have these cats and dogs who once had no home like him. He knows that they yearn for a home more than any domestic pet.

"And you, and they'll like you, too."

Yan Sui's laryngeal knot rolled up and down for a while, and said softly, "good."

Being looked at with such eyes, he only wanted to meet all the requirements of Meng Yi.

It's too much to describe himself with lust, but Meng can really affect his emotions and decisions.

But he was aware of this, or chose to indulge, because after this promise, Meng Yi gave him a smile.

Meng chuckled again, but he didn't want to smile.

Zhen Han's eyebrows pick a pick, to Meng Fu's side, also to Yan Sui, then is the blazing fire of eight trigrams.

Did his aunt do the good thing all of a sudden? This possibility is really small.

"…… Before I eat, I eat a bite of dog food. "

He murmured and swallowed the swearing words in front of him. He certainly didn't care to say it in front of others. But Yan Sui was more strict than his mother. He was not only talking about it, but also occasionally being pulled to practice boxing. That's when he was taught a lesson.

After walking around the pet cage, Meng Xuan finally picked out a very ugly kitten and a yellow local dog with half of its tail missing.

There are a lot of people who have cats and dogs these days, but many of them are abandoned and abused.

Meng Bi squatted in front of the cage, reached out and touched the dog, who was a little weak after the operation for two days. "It doesn't matter. After you have Yan Sui and me, we will take care of you."

The native dog seemed to feel Meng's kindness. He licked Meng's palm and purred gently, as if in response to his words.

Meng Yi touched him again for a while, and then went to see the white kitten he had asked for. It was injured and sick. In addition to his face, his hair was kicked off. He was already thin, so naturally he became thinner and uglier.

The only hairy face also has germs. The black sobbing one by one becomes more and more ugly. It's beyond Zhen Han's expectation that Meng can pick it. What's more, he really likes them.

"They've been operated on and given needles. It's OK to take them back, but you have to know how to take care of them."

Zhen Han leans by the door like he has no bones. Of course, he is also in front of Yan Sui. Normally, he thinks that he is very serious and cold.

"Every three days you have to bring them back here for a review."

That is to say, he did not stay in Yan's house. There were so many people who could not find someone to take care of the two small things. As for the review, Yan Sui called him and he came naturally.Meng Xuan got up and went to Zhen Han and said, "can you talk to me?"

Zhen Han Yu Guang glanced at Yan Sui, immediately stood up, nodded, "good."

This brings to light the nature of Zhen Han's chatter. He talks to Meng Fu for nearly two hours, and Meng fan listens to it for two hours.

He looked at the two cages at his feet and called for the first time.

"Can I have your phone number? I think I need to check with you if I can't remember something."

"Yes," Zhen Han nodded modestly. Yu Guang swept away. Yan Sui went outside to answer the phone. As soon as he reached out, he wanted to rub Meng Xuan's hair. "Ouch, it's all from my family. What are you polite about?"

This night, he wanted to do it for a long time, but Yan Sui has been eyeing it. He didn't dare to do it. Now Still not.

Meng Yan looked at some dull, but as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed his wrist. He frowned and looked at Zhen Han, "what do you do?"

Zhen Han angrily takes back his hand. He can't tell him that he has coveted his curly hair for a long time.

"It's OK. There's something in your hair. I'll take it for you."

Zhen Han is serious, but Meng Xuan still doubts, but she still lets go of her hand. Then Zhen Han finally rubs it, and Yan Sui comes in. With that look, he feels that his hands will be broken.

"Agreed?" Yan Sui looks at Zhen Han with a light tone, but Zhen Han immediately sits up straight and nods, "OK."

As they spoke, Meng continued to look down at some timid cats and dogs in the cage.

Zhen Han simply explained two more sentences, and then sent Yan Sui and Meng Zhen away. He watched Yan Sui and Meng Yan disappear at the door. He took out his mobile phone and immediately sent a message in his circle of friends.

"The little sister-in-law is very lovely." And a picture of a cute cat that he keeps.

In two minutes, the next line of news likes it.

As Yan Sui may have seen, no one dares to comment on anything, but yishuier's praise has exposed their eagerness to gossip.

Of course, even more frightening is that an hour and a half later, Yan Sui's name suddenly appeared in a line of praise.

After a long silence, Zhong Ming finally made his first comment.

"It seems that boss Yan thinks our sister-in-law is cute, ha ha."

One minute, two minutes and three minutes later, Yan Sui didn't respond, and the heart of the bell finally fell.

He laughs twice and refreshes easily, but he is ready to go out to play, but then he stumbles and falls to the ground.

There was an extra line under the comment.

"I'm not cute. Yan Sui is cute."

Zhong Ming gave a wolf a cry, but it was hard to imagine that someone would use such words as "cute" to Yan Sui. All the people who saw the comment reacted with Zhong Ming, and most of them successfully vomited wine!

Then, under that sentence, there appeared a suspected reply from Yan Sui himself, "well."

After they returned to Yan's house, they first made a nest for the two new cats and dogs. Meng Yi comforted them for a while. Then he was brought back to his room by Yan Sui, and then he took a bath and was ready to go to bed.

Meng Xuan washed first and Yan Sui later. When he came back from washing, he saw Meng Fu playing with his mobile phone. He took people to his arms and taught him how to use some chat software.

In fact, he doesn't use much. When he points to a letter, he helps Meng build an account and asks him to add himself. He picks up his mobile phone and then naturally teaches him how to play the circle of friends.

Taking himself as an example, he praised Zhen Han's message.

"Click here to reply." Yan Sui pokes the key again, and a dialog box comes out.

Meng Yi holds the mobile phone. He thinks about it for a while and then hits the jargon. Of course, he doesn't click to send it. He looks at Yan Sui and smiles at him. He just thinks Yan Sui is cute, and everywhere is cute.

Looking at Zhen Han's circle of friends, Yan Sui remembers what he had done to Meng Xuan before. With a touch of his fingertip, he sent it out, and then he sent another "um.".

Show love to his cousin's mobile phone down, Yan Sui this dog food scattered inhuman ah, many people he showed embarrassment howled, but the initiator Yan Sui took his and Meng's mobile phones out of his arms and put them on the bedside table.

"It's nearly eleven o'clock. We go to bed."

"Good."

Although Meng Yi thinks Yan Sui's circle of friends is more interesting than his, he still nods obediently.

He climbed out of Yan Sui's arms and lay down on the pillow beside him. Yan Sui got up, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed. Before Meng Fu moved slowly, he reached for the man and held him gently.

"Sleep."

"Good," Meng Ying replied, but his eyes were still wide open. After waiting for a while, Yan Sui still held him like this. He poked Yan Sui in the chest. "Have you forgotten something?"

"What?" Yan Sui mouth hook, still closed eyes embrace people did not move.Meng Ying gently earned, from the quilt stretched out his hand around Yan Sui's neck, "you have not said good night to me, nor kiss me."

Yan Sui opens his eyes and looks at people. In the dim light, Meng's eyes are still bright. His face is puzzled, as if they had already agreed to do so, at least for Meng. Yan Sui kisses him good night, and he kisses Yan Sui in the morning.

Yan Sui didn't hesitate any more. He held Meng Bi in his arms. Once he changed his posture, he went up and down. He fell into the bed. He was uncomfortable with such a posture, but his arm around his neck was still not released. When he saw Yan Sui leaning forward, his mouth began to smile and his eyes closed subconsciously.

But Yan Sui's kiss did not fall on his brow, but directly on his lips. The two people's postures were so fixed that they did not leave or continue.

Meng Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes swept Yan Sui's face again. The hand around his neck moved to Yan Sui's cheek and stroked it gently. Yan Sui moved away slightly. Meng continued to follow him. He reached out the tip of his tongue and licked the place he had bitten in the afternoon.

"Good..." Yes.

Before the words fall, Yan Sui's kisses fall again and again. He traps people in his chest and arms, and then plunders Meng Yan's lips. For a man, kissing doesn't need to be taught. His senses are the best teacher.

"Tut" and full of ambiguous breath of kiss infinite lengthen, a simple good night kiss, naturally warm, variable quality of good night kiss, some difficult to deal with.

Two people's breathing is in a mess, Meng's chest is constantly fluctuating, he covered some numb lips, looking at Yan Sui, whispered, "tired, tired."

In fact, it should be said that it is very hot and hot, and the whole body will be burning from the lip all the time.

Yan Sui propped up his body. For a long time, he lay on his side and returned to his original position. He took Meng Yi and held him in his arms. "Good night."

Meng Bi embraces a person with both hands and nods, "good night."

This kiss was unexpectedly tired, but with Yan Sui's good night kiss and his holding, he thought he would sleep well tonight.

His heart settled down and soon fell asleep. Yan Sui had been burned for a long time before he calmed down and fell asleep. The good night kiss in the future should not be easily provoked, otherwise he and Meng could not stand such a burning.

The next day, Yan Sui wakes up and gets a good morning kiss from Meng Fu. He goes to work. Meng takes care of the cat and the dog at home.

The native dog called rhubarb by Meng Yi is OK, but the kitten's fur ball is so ugly that even Xiao Bo and Wang Ma are reluctant to approach.

However, Meng Xuan didn't want to let others handle them. He had his own way to take care of cats and dogs. In addition, he made up a lot of knowledge in Zhen Han's place last night. He took rhubarb and hairball, and carried a medicine box to clean them up on the grass in front of Yan's house.

In the early morning when the sun was setting, he was holding a wool ball in his arms and a cotton swab to clean it carefully and carefully. He was next to rhubarb, who did not dare to have fun. One person and two pets made a world of their own.

Xiao Bo and Wang Ma looked several times to make sure that Meng Yu didn't need their help, so she didn't bother her.

"Hairball, you eat well and take medicine, and you will be fine soon. When your hair grows out, it will become beautiful."

Meng Yi looked at the ball carefully, but he was not so sure. He added, "it doesn't matter if it's not beautiful. Yan Sui and I support you."

Perhaps it was Meng's caress that was too comfortable. Mao Qiu, who had never called a word since he came to Yan's house, gave a soft "meow" with a little milk sound.

Meng Zhen is cute. He takes out his mobile phone from his arms and takes a picture of himself and maoqiu. After thinking about it, he sends it to Yan Sui.

Yan Sui picked up his mobile phone. He thought that it was the people who were shocked by the news from the circle of friends. He saw that it was Meng Xuan. His brow faded. He opened it and looked at the photo for a long time. Then he set the photo as the background of his mobile phone.

"The sound of the ball is lovely." Under the photo, Meng Yi sent this message again.

Last night, because of Zhen Han's circle of friends, Meng Xuan successfully mastered the word "cute".

He thinks Yan Sui is cute and their cats and dogs are cute, but Yan Sui thinks that the man who said this is the most lovely.

He opened a circle of friends and sent his first message.

"Lovely." Add a picture of Meng Yu holding a hairball.

Not long ago, last night's praise army flocked to appear, Gu Lang ordered a like, the phone call came.

"Are you Yan Sui, you or Yan Sui? Are you really Yan Sui? " He doubted that Yan Sui had been "dressed".

"What's the matter?" As soon as the voice of Yan Sui's coldness came out, Gu Lang's suspicions of hundreds of thousands of times had to be annihilated. How many times had he been taught by the voice's tone, he could not recognize it. Who could recognize it.

Yan Sui is not "dressed", he is just in love.