The beauty of the fishing department holds the script of the crematorium

Chapter 17

Faced with Gu Donglin's wrath, Meng Jiao didn't take it seriously, and was even very satisfied.

He doesn't ask Gu Donglin to promise him with his body, but only asks Gu Donglin to be a cow and a horse.

"Can you shut up?" Gu Donglin's face was livid, and he looked even uglier than when he was beaten before.

Why does Meng Jiao always make people look up and down quickly.

now it's right.

Gu Donglin can't fall in love with him, if Gu Donglin really likes him and wants him to become a regular, how can he earn money for his substitute.

All factors that may prevent him from making money must be killed in the cradle.

"Are you okay? Shall I take you to the hospital?" Meng Jiao asked.

A panting voice came from behind: "Let me take a look for Young Master Gu first."

Perhaps similar drunken fights happened frequently, and the club had its own doctor, and a man in a white coat hurried over with a medical kit.

Meng Jiao made way for him.

The previous experience of being beaten is too embarrassing in retrospect, so even if it hurts to deal with the wound at this moment, Gu Donglin adhered to the useless insistence of a man, gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

Wang Xuan has been sent to forcefully sober up.

A banquet broke up badly.

"Let's go." Gu Songlin got up wrapped in gauze and told Meng Jiao to leave together.

Many people showed reluctance when they heard the words, bid farewell to Meng Jiaoyi, and made an appointment to meet next time, so that there should be no more unstable factors affecting their emotional exchanges.

Isn't he the unstable factor!

The blue veins on Gu Donglin's forehead almost jumped out unbearably, but at the moment before he lost his temper, Meng Jiao led him out of the gate of the clubhouse.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?" Meng Jiao fastened his seat belt.

Gu Donglin's tone was cold, and it was the tone that others owed him: "No need."

Meng Jiao thinks about it too.

He personally thinks that Gu Donglin may have suffered more psychological trauma. It is difficult for an arrogant CEO to accept being locked up by a strong man.

"So where are we going now? Take me home?"

Gu Donglin paused and said, "Take you to a place."

The car drove in the opposite direction, and the scenery became more and more quiet, as if it was going to some barren mountains where corpses were thrown.

Gu Donglin turned his face slightly to observe Meng Jiao's face, but he didn't see the fearful expression he hoped to see.

Meng Jiao took a panoramic view of his little movements and sneered.

Men are still teenagers until they die, and they still insist on playing the trick of scaring people when they have nothing to do no matter how old they are.

If he really had to think about it, he felt that it was more likely that Gu Donglin's life would be in danger.

In the end, they stopped at a place surrounded by mountains and rivers, where there was a small rough house like a small bungalow.

A long time ago, Meng Jiao had mentioned to Gu Donglin that he needed his help to find a place for him to live in after moving out of Meng's house.

Unexpectedly, Gu Donglin was really efficient, and Meng Jiao gave the other party an appreciative look.

This should be the first commendatory look that Meng Jiao gave him tonight, Gu Donglin couldn't help puffing out his chest proudly.

It's just a sample, nothing, Gu Donglin said triumphantly: "I don't care if I didn't give you a birthday present, isn't that surprising enough?"

Although Gu Donglin is usually a dog, but as a boss, he still has a good vision, from the location to the building structure are perfect.

Meng Jiao thanked him for his face with crooked eyes, her voice was a bit hoarse because of the wine she drank earlier, but it was soft and combined together, there was an indescribable charm.

Gu Donglin covered his heart, feeling his heart beat faster again.

My heart is not quite right today.

Could it be that he has a heart attack?

Waiting for when to go to the hospital for an examination!

While thinking wildly, he accompanied Meng Jiao into the room, and couldn't help but start pointing Jiang Shan.

"At that time, a piano can be placed in the middle of the living room, and a special person can customize one. By the way, how are you learning the piano recently?"

The dog man thought of Bai Yueguang again.

Meng Jiao began to draw big cakes: "I'm sorry, I'm learning to draw recently, and I will try my best to take care of the piano well."

No one can pretend to be perfunctory, anyway, the password will be changed when the renovation is completed.

Gu Donglin frowned, and finally chose not to say anything.

They walked around the house, during which Gu Donglin pointed and expressed various opinions on decoration.

Meng Jiao nodded obediently, and suddenly asked, "How much does the house cost, I'll pay you."

Gu Donglin paused. He originally planned to give it to Meng Jiao. After all, Meng Jiao had been a miser since he met him. He wondered, "Why are you willing to pay for it yourself?"

Meng Jiao said: "If you want to buy you with money, shut up."

Gu Donglin: ...

The aesthetics was questioned, and the overlord was furious!

Gu Donglin sneered, just about to open his mouth.

"Deducted from my salary." Meng Jiao said.

Gu Donglin: ...so in the end Meng Jiao still didn't have to pay.

He took a deep breath and felt that his heart was really hurting. It seemed that going to the hospital for an examination was imminent!

Although there were some small episodes, Meng Jiao's mood was considered good on the whole, and his brows and eyes were still full of spirits on the way back.

Gu Donglin asked: "Is it so happy to leave the Meng family?"

Meng Jiao thought for a while: "Yes."

Whether it is the original body or him, it is a good thing and a new beginning.

Gu Donglin was silent.

In fact, he had vaguely heard about Meng Jiao's situation before, and although he sneered at the existence of the vassal that existed to continue Meng Chu's life, he would not fight against the Meng family for Meng Jiao's sake.

For the rest of the drive, the two stopped talking.

"Goodbye." Meng Jiao jumped out of the car, "A Lin, you'd better go to the hospital for another checkup."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards Meng's house.

The night was thick, and Meng Jiao's figure was like a drop of ink condensed into the towering villa.

For some reason, Gu Donglin felt a little uncomfortable.

It was only nine o'clock at night.

The house was brightly lit.

Anyway, it wasn't time to go to sleep, Meng Jiao thought for a moment and went up to the third floor.

The Meng family also has a piano, and specially used soundproof materials for the music room so as not to disturb the residents.

Annoyed by the nagging, he decided to practice a little bit to deal with the donor's spot checks from time to time.

In her previous life, Meng Jiao was sent to learn piano at the age of seven. In the end, the teacher and family members came to a conclusion that Meng Jiao could only be the mascot of the piano world.

The posture is beautiful, but the person is too lazy, and the piano is really mediocre.

After stumbling and playing a small part of the canon, a chuckle came from outside the door.

Meng Jiao turned his head, Meng Jinyan was standing at the door, Tao Hua's eyes were full of smiles, and he raised his glass to him: "You didn't hear the knock on the door, I wanted to bring you a glass of juice, but I didn't expect to enjoy a very different movement. "

Look at the art of speaking.

"Thank you cousin." Meng Jiao stood up and took the juice.

Meng Jinyan raised his eyebrows: "Stop playing?"

Meng Jiao said, "It's time to rest."

Meng Jinyan seemed to have been poked at the point of laughter, and couldn't help laughing again.

He found that when he was with Meng Jiao, he would relax unconsciously.

"To be honest, I thought your piano was very good."

The way Meng Jiao just sat on the piano can fool most people.

"That's right." Meng Jiao smugly said, "Others have praised me that much."

The floor of the music room was covered with a layer of white plush carpet, which was soft, and they simply sat down.

The incandescent lamp reflected on Meng Jinyan's lens. He took it off, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and acted like a caring big brother: "Why are you in the music room?"

"If you pay attention to me, you will find that I still go to the studio and the garden to cultivate my hobbies in many ways." Meng Jiao opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Meng Jinyan smiled: "I know, you draw very well, don't you?"

He had seen the paintings left by Meng Jiao in the studio, and they were full of inspiration with just a few strokes.

Meng Jiao's eyes rolled around, but he didn't speak.

Meng Jinyan joked: "I thought you would ask who can draw better?"

Meng Jiao didn't understand: "Do you still need to ask? Of course it's me."

He paused for a second, and realized from Meng Jinyan's few words that Meng Jinyan's attitude towards Meng Chu was not as loyal as in the book, and he was the only one who obeyed.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Amidst the quiet breathing, Meng Jiao drank milk tea leisurely.

Meng Jinyan took off his glasses and never put them on again. His myopia is actually very slight, but he is used to hiding himself with some things.But at this moment, the soft lighting was just right, and the sweet fragrance of the fruit juice mixed with the familiar citrus fragrance from Meng Jiao's body, which made him let go of his guard and greedily wanted to stay longer.

"Do you want me to teach you the piano?" He asked, his eyes calm and tentative, "It's free."

Meng Jiao's eyes brightened.

#Harvest a new piano teacher#

In the half-day battle with Jiang Yue, the salary was four or six cents.

It turned out that his path was narrowed.

Hey, you can whore for nothing!

"Okay." Meng Jiao immediately agreed, thinking about it for a second is disrespectful to money, "But don't take it too seriously, simply teach me."

Meng Jinyan laughed, put on his glasses, and seemed to have returned to the unkind and spring breeze: "Okay, I will send you my free time when the time comes, and if you want to learn, just tell me."

While talking, he took the glass and got up to leave. One second before the door closed, he said "good night" softly.

"Good night." Meng Jiao replied, his voice moistened with fruit juice was clearer than the sound of the piano.

Meng Jinyan pursed his lips a little.

After the door was locked, Meng Jiao practiced again. He felt that if he continued to practice, his brain would be poisoned by the sound of his piano, which would affect his sleep, so he quickly stopped, and after turning off the lights, he walked slowly into the room.

A young man was waiting outside the door. He was tall and tall in white clothes and black trousers. His eyes met his. It was obvious that he was looking for him.

Suddenly seeing Jiang Yuenian, the piano teacher whom he unilaterally abandoned, Meng Jiao felt a little guilty.

He stepped forward to say hello: "Mr. Jiang, what can I do for you?"

"Am I also your teacher?" Jiang Yuenian asked back.

Meng Jiao had a bad premonition.

The corners of Jiang Yuenian's mouth curled down, with an extremely slight curvature, and the indifferent and clean temperament was a little wet:

"I rejected Meng Chu, but you accepted Meng Jinyan. It's so unfair."

The contrast between the lofty and top-notch appearance and the occasional lonely expression made Meng Jiao lose his mind for a moment.

hiss.

It is said that it is difficult to get a job. Now, in order to compete for a teacher position, is Long Aotian going to fight like this?

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