sinovels Chapter 32
Chapter 32
"Hmm..." Meng Jiao stalled for time.
Tu Ge realized that he might have said something wrong, exposed a certain lie that Meng Jiao had said, and quickly made amends with a sense of loyalty: "No, I made a mistake when I was drunk. I am the one who does not get drunk after a thousand cups. .”
Jiang Yuenian didn't say anything, he just let out an "ah".
Very light sigh.
Sighing, Meng Jiao panicked, trying to make up a perfect explanation with quick brains.
But Gu Donglin called him away, and ordered him irresistibly: "Meng Jiao! Come here!"
"I'll talk to you later." Meng Jiao left first, and seemed to hear Jiang Yuenian sighed again before leaving.
When he walked in front of Gu Donglin, Meng Jiao was still thinking of an excuse.
"Have you lost your soul?" Gu Donglin sneered.
Meng Jiao frowned: "Why are you acting so weird?"
The complaints on his face made Gu Donglin very upset, but the tone was not high and his voice was still soft. Gu Donglin had nowhere to vent his anger. He swallowed slowly and deflated again.
"What did you call me here for?" Meng Jiao asked.
After asking, Gu Donglin lowered his head in frustration:
"He called me just now."
It turned out to be to complain.
Meng Jiao quickly showed his professionalism: "How are you talking?"
"He said that he was very worried when he heard that I was almost plotted against by Wang Xuan last time. He also said that he asked me to take care of myself and that I was doing well. Qin Yu, why don't you like me?"
Suddenly the name changed, and Meng Jiao carefully observed the scattered wine bottles at Gu Donglin's feet with the help of a dim light source.
I was still saying it was not good to drink before, but now I am drinking so much for myself.
When he was drunk, he took him for Qin Yu?
Meng Xiaojiao will give you an immersive experience of how to be a stand-in.
Gu Donglin was still asking stubbornly, grabbing the edge of Meng Jiao's jacket, leaving wrinkles with such strength: "Why do you still come to me if you don't like me?"
As a qualified stand-in, Meng Jiao would not speak ill of the Lord at this time, so she thought for a while and replied, "We are still friends, we have to care about you."
"Friends? I don't lack friends!" Gu Donglin denied without hesitation.
Ah, but I feel like you really don't have any friends.
Where did your confidence come from?
But on the surface, Meng Jiao still said softly: "Is it so natural that you don't even accept caring?"
After a few breaths of silence, Gu Donglin let go of his hand:
"Obviously you were enthusiastic at the beginning, and you had the same preferences, but gradually, you just ignored me, but when I made up my mind to leave, you would show up again and make me turn back. It was too torturous."
Gu Donglin was making a sad announcement about licking the dog.
Meng Jiao understood that this Bai Yueguang was actually well versed in the essence of sea king fishing.
Gu Donglin raised his head and met Meng Jiao's eyes. His eyebrows were most similar to Qin Yu's. The mole on the tip of his eyebrows was ambiguous. Even the arc of bowing his head was exactly the same as Qin Yu's. But Meng Jiao's eyebrows were deeper, and his eyes were still in the dark. Clear, like the moon hanging over the sea at this moment.
"Sometimes I always feel that you have changed." Gu Donglin muttered to himself, not knowing who to tell.
Meng Jiao smiled, perhaps feeling that these words were a bit naive: "It is impossible for people to remain the same forever."
Since licking a dog still needs his own comfort, Meng Jiao stepped up his efforts to pour chicken soup for the other party, such as "to maintain a stable relationship, you must first accept yourself", "Love yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance", "Two people have to experience running-in and love each other. It’s never too late” and so on.
After diligently typing for a long time, he decided to end this chat.
"Stop chatting across the Internet, and meet more and get along more."
Meng Jiao had watched the plot and knew that Qin Yu would come back later, giving the drunk a shot in the arm.
After looking at Gu Donglin, he didn't really want to take him back. He resolutely gave up his plan to send the Buddha to the West: "You sober up, I'll go first."
The tide was rushing to the shore again, hitting the reef with a low and wide sound.
"Who are you?" Gu Donglin suddenly asked this question behind him, he was sober and confused, and he didn't know if he was sober.
Meng Jiao thought for a while, and acted dedicatedly until the end: "It's Qin Yu."
Being a spiritual mentor for others was exhausting, so Meng Jiao returned to his residence exhausted.
When he was about to reach the place, he saw a familiar figure on the rocking chair in the garden at the door.
Alas, I almost forgot the business.
Jiang Yuenian walked up to him and observed his expression: "Tired?"
"Where do you live?" Meng Jiao asked.
"I checked out. I was going to leave, but unfortunately I found out that I was deceived. I need an explanation." Jiang Yuenian raised his hand to push Meng Jiao's bangs that were blinded by the wind.
"Do you want to go back to the room with me, and listen to my sophistry after I take a shower." Meng Jiao tried hard to make up for the subsequent chain reaction of lying.
Jiang Yuenian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay."
The place where they live is a B&B hotel, built directly on the sea, with white and blue rooms.
The light was a very dim, cold white that was hard to see.
The sound of the pattering water and the continuous sound of the tide are mixed together, and it is not very clear to distinguish them.
Jiang Yuenian stared at the small beam of light cast by the lamp beside the bed for a long time before he suddenly recovered and realized that he was absent-minded.
The room brush in the bathroom was opened, and Meng Jiao came out with her wet hair and a towel wrapped around her head. The wet water droplets at the end of her hair could not bear the gravity and fell down, seeping into the dark blue towel and disappearing immediately.
Looking at Jiang Yuenian, Meng Jiao sincerely apologized: "Mr. Jiang, are you..."
"Blow dry your hair first." Jiang Yuenian interrupted him lightly.
fuck.
The rhetoric that had been brewed with great difficulty was not finished, which completely disrupted his rhythm.
Amid the rumbling sound of the hair dryer, Meng Jiao grabbed a couple of them indiscriminately. Originally, he planned to apologize directly, and tearfully squeezed out a few drops of crocodile tears to beg for forgiveness. Now, because of Jiang Yuenian's thoughtfulness, he rarely felt a little embarrassed. .
After all, Jiang Yuenian is also counted as his friend, so he should be more honest with friends than with other people.
Meng Jiao put down the hair dryer, sat on the bed covered in steam, and bowed his head to Jiang Yuenian who was on the opposite sofa, saying:
"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang."
"I didn't know you well at that time, but I really wanted to draw you, so I lied."
"How can you drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?" Jiang Yuenian asked suddenly.
"Yeah." Meng Jiao looked carefully at his expression, "It's probably because I can drink a few more bottles of that day's wine."
Jiang Yuenian's expression was a little helpless: "You don't have to pretend, I will promise you."
"Then I'm afraid of losing you, I know now, and I will never lie to you in the future!" Meng Jiao heard the looseness in the other party's tone, and immediately climbed up the pole.
The sweet words are sent out like money, and they don't care about the feelings of the parties after hearing it.
Meng Jiao felt that Jiang Yuenian's gaze stayed on him for a long time, and finally seemed to compromise: "Come have a few drinks with me."
The drinks served to the guests in the hotel are not too high, and Meng Jiao usually treats them like drinks.But Jiang Yue Nian wanted to drink, so of course he had to accompany him.
"I lied to you a little too much." Meng Jiao thought that choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, and today he admitted all his mistakes in one breath.
Normally, Meng Jiao would not admit to treating others as tool-makers, but Jiang Yuenian is especially the first friend since he came here.
But Jiang Yuenian didn't seem to care anymore: "Just be happy."
One sentence blocked Meng Jiao's confession, and those who got stuck there could only take a sip of the alcohol-flavored drink in resentment.
"Drink less." Jiang Yuenian glanced at him and advised him.
Meng Jiao smiled and teased habitually: "You don't get angry like this and you still care about me, Mr. Jiang, do you like me?"
The unintentional words made Jiang Yuenian drop his eyes and fall silent.
Do you want to admit it?
Admittedly, there will be no response, because Meng Jiao does not want to have a relationship for the time being.
Admitting it means taking a risk, and you may never be a friend again.
But no matter what, he wanted to greedily stay by Meng Jiao's side.
While Jiang Yuenian didn't answer, Meng Jiao gradually closed the curve of his lips.
In fact, of course he can feel Jiang Yuenian's hidden goodwill, his usual concessions and overindulgence in getting along with each other, and he knows it well.
So when he was looking for someone to relieve the pressure, he hardly hesitated to put Jiang Yuenian as his first target.He even thought that if Jiang Yuenian refused, he would just forget it, and he was too lazy to find someone else.
If he keeps silent, he can continue to enjoy Jiang Yuenian's preference.
He doesn't want to be in love, and cherishes this friendship, but Jiang Yuenian obviously doesn't need friendship, this kind of relationship seems to be reasonable and upright.
Maybe alcohol is still a bit harmful to the brain, he asked questions that shouldn't be asked in a half-joking tone.
When Meng Jiao was about to withdraw, Jiang Yuenian said:
"Yes."
As if hearing a heavy sigh in his heart, Meng Jiao replied without hesitation:
"sorry."
Jiang Yuenian stared at Meng Jiao's lowered head: "It's okay, I've already expected it."
He asked again:
"What was our time before you went abroad?"
After searching all over his brain but unable to find an elegant word, Meng Jiao honestly admitted: "Pao.you."
Alas, having said that, he and Jiang Yuenian are done for today.How can an upright flower of Gaoling be able to endure such humiliation.
The distance between the sofa and the bed was very narrow, Jiang Yuenian suddenly approached him, his slender arms resting on Meng Jiao's side:
"Then can our previous gun, friend, and relationship continue?"
"Teacher Jiang?"
Meng Jiao wants to remind you that you have collapsed.
But Jiang Yuenian's long and hot breath sprayed on his skin, the sides of his face and the front of his neck, making him not sober.
The other person turned his face to the side, only a few feet away from his lips, and asked his opinion with his eyes.
To be honest, if a handsome guy with your aesthetic point of view proposes a pillow seat to you, it is difficult for you to refuse.
Meng Jiao subconsciously blinked, and the moment he closed his eyes, before he could react, the other party kissed her.
A person who is usually so smart shows such a simple and ignorant look, which can easily arouse people's aggression.
One touch away.
But that was the end of it, Jiang Yuenian gradually saw Meng Jiao's expression regained his clarity, and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Since the last sentence of the dialogue was spoken, the initiative has been in Meng Jiao's hands again, completely.
Meng Jiao can have friends and suitors who can abandon him at any time, but it is difficult to bear the complicated relationship of coveting and demanding him.
Jiang Yuenian quickly closed his eyes, knowing in his heart that now is the key to the relationship between him and Meng Jiao, as long as he doesn't answer one sentence correctly, then even friends will have no way to continue.
Many things can be played, but for Meng Jiao, if he wants to be nice to him openly, he might as well take a gamble.
"Teacher Jiang, do you like me very much?" Meng Jiao asked, rubbing Jiang Yuenian's lips with fingertips, feeling moist and soft to the touch.
"Hmm." Jiang Yuenian hummed softly from his Adam's apple.
No matter whether Meng Jiao still believed it or not, he still pretended to be weak and bargained, and packaged himself as a completely non-aggressive suitor.
"You are looking for me because you have no inspiration? You are still painting, and I can continue to help you. Don't look for others, but don't take away my chance to chase you. If you wait for the day when you want to completely disconnect , I'm out."
Painting is very important to Meng Jiao. It can be regarded as one of the few obsessions, and it is also a breakthrough.
Jiang Yuenian added:
"You don't have to have any burdens, and I'm not asking for trouble."
It was he who wanted to steal some sweetness, so how could he blame Meng Jiao?
In the face of Meng Jiao, you can't play too much. After putting all the bets on the table, you can only wait for the dealer to announce the winner like a gambler.
Jiang Yuenian sat very close to Meng Jiao, the breath of the two could be entangled, and he could wrap Meng Jiao with one hand.
The moonlight outside the white gauze curtain illuminated them. Meng Jiao's thin eyelids were half-drooped, and his fingertips lightly tapped the fabric of his thighs, in a thinking posture.
What gentle, naturally affectionate eyes, but weighing the pros and cons without a trace of emotion.
"Don't let others know." Meng Jiao finally said.
Good scum.
But Jiang Yuenian smiled with relief, wiped off the thin sweat on Meng Jiao's neck, and gently touched his Adam's apple.
"So Jiaojiao, do you need anything now?"
When dawn was breaking, Jiang Yuenian came out of Meng Jiao's room and went down to the first floor to meet Meng Jinyan who was also up in the morning.
"Good morning."
Jiang Yuenian was in a good mood, and greeted Meng Jinyan for the first time.
Meng Jinyan ignored him.
The waiter saw that they knew each other, so they put breakfast on the same big table.
Regardless of Meng Jinyan's face, Jiang Yuenian naturally sat down and enjoyed the food.
Holding the table knife, Meng Jinyan also slowly cut a small piece of steak in front of him, and suddenly said:
"Your marriage contract with Ajiao should not be counted."
After Jiang Yuenian appeared yesterday, he discovered that Meng Jiao and Jiang Yuenian actually had a very good relationship. Didn't Jiang Yuenian dislike the identity of his fiancé very much in the past?
Jiang Yuenian was polite: "I think it's pretty good, and it's not your turn to take care of it."
Meng Jinyan reminded: "Meng Jiao has no feelings for anyone."
It's just that Meng Jiao can easily leave people with the illusion that he is very close to him.
Jiang Yuenian stopped and frankly agreed with his point of view:
"I think so too, but the main reason is that there is a comparison. He doesn't even want to talk to you."
Not to mention any intimacy.
Meng Jiao has a general friendship with many people, neither likes nor dislikes, and remains neutral, and his perception of Meng Jinyan seems to be neutral to disgust.
Meng Jinyan hated Jiang Yuenian's look at losers.But his eyes suddenly froze, looking at Jiang Yuenian's rumpled shirt collar, and realized that Jiang Yuenian himself was not here to travel, but he was staying in this hotel.
"Where did you live last night?"
Jiang Yuenian seemed puzzled why he asked such a question: "You live in his room, why did you suddenly ask this question?"
Meng Jinyan's room was specially booked opposite to Meng Jiao's room, it was very close, but Meng Jiao seemed to have gone back to his room early yesterday and locked the door.
The passing guests vaguely complained that the sea view rooms of the hotel are not well soundproofed, and they could hear the movement outside the window last night.
Jiang Yuenian made a look of sudden realization:
"Is the sound insulation too bad to disturb you?"
"Then I'll try to be as quiet as possible next time."
The author says:
Take out the classic emoticons
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感谢在2022-06-3016:27:13~2022-07-0115:12:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Jiuhuyan 1;
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