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Chapter 86
After washing hands, Shang Mengmeng wiped the clean towel hanging aside, then handed it to Mu Cheng, and said, "Here, use this to wipe your hands."
Mu Cheng nodded and took the towel over , Wipe off the water on your hands, and hang it back to the original place.
The two walked out of the bathroom, only to hear someone knock on the door. Shang Mengmeng went over to open the door, raised his eyes, and a smile instantly appeared on his face: "Grandpa."
Grandpa Shang couldn't help nodding, and said with a smile, "Mengmeng is back, when did you arrive?" " Just
arrived for a while."
, she put the slippers for Grandpa Shang, and then heard Mu Cheng's deep voice, saying respectfully, "Hello, Grandpa." Grandpa Shang looked up at the tall
man in front of him, a little puzzled, "You are..."
Shang Mengmeng said, "Oh, I forgot to introduce. Grandpa, this is Mu Cheng, my boyfriend."
Grandpa Shang suddenly realized, "Oh, Mu Cheng? I heard your mother said it." His eyes returned to the man, Examined around, nodded and smiled, "Okay, okay." With
a smile on Mu Cheng's face, he glanced at what Grandpa Shang was carrying, and reached out to pick it up, "Give it to me, Grandpa."
Grandpa Shang hurriedly She waved her hand and said, "No need..."
Shang Mengmeng reached out to take it, opened her pocket and saw that it was a breakfast of steamed buns and cakes, and said casually, "Grandpa, this is tomorrow's breakfast." Mu Cheng raised his chin in one direction, "The refrigerator is in the kitchen, put it in the upper refrigerator."
Mu Cheng's face was indifferent, he didn't say anything, he took it and turned into the kitchen.
Grandpa Shang glanced at Mu Cheng's back, and said to Shang Mengmeng, "He's tall and big."
She smiled and lowered her voice, "Northern."
"You look pretty."
" ...Grandpa, men generally don't say they are beautiful."
Grandpa Shang laughed a few times, "It's almost the same thing."
"Grandpa, how are you and grandma doing recently?"
"No problem."
"That's good. Mucheng brought you a lot of nutritional and health products. Eating them is good for your health. I'll tell you how to use and how much to use tonight." Grandpa Shang frowned, "You're too polite, you shouldn't let your
boyfriend It costs money, as long as the person comes."
Shang Mengmeng was a little helpless, and bent down to untie the shoelaces for her grandfather, "This is her kindness, and I can't stop it." Standing up, she fluttered her hands and said , "Okay, grandpa, after you wash your hands, prepare to have dinner with grandma. I'll see if my mother can help me." After
finishing speaking, he followed into the kitchen.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard her mother's voice from inside, "Oh, no need, you go to the living room to play, Auntie can do these things by herself." "Auntie, don't be polite to me." Shang Mengmeng was suspicious,
and
pushed Open the door, "What's the matter?"
Mother Shang immediately said, "Come here, Mengmeng, take out the vegetables in the refrigerator, and there is still one dish left." "
Oh, good."
Shang Mengmeng nodded, opened the refrigerator and picked the vegetables. He took it out, then dragged a small bench and sat down in front of the trash can. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the tall figure standing on the edge, and frowned, "What are you doing standing there? Get out."
Mu Cheng didn't answer, looked down at the vegetables in her hand, bowed his waist and squatted down, "I'll help you."
Shang Mengmeng choked on the saliva in her mouth, thinking she had heard it wrong: "You? Help me pick vegetables?" "
Yes."
She had the expression of swallowing a fly, thinking it was funny "Mr. Mu, can you stop being funny?" He made a "please" gesture to the outside, "Please either go outside to watch TV, or stay at the dinner table and wait for dinner." Mu Cheng glanced at her, his expression and
tone They were all indifferent, "You think I can't?"
Shang Mengmeng's face was full of course, "You didn't know it in the first place."
He looked at her for a moment, then looked away.
In just a split second, Shang Mengmeng was able to be sure that the corners of his lips were bent just now, slightly, as if there was nothing there.
She frowned, moved her lips and wanted to say something, but he had already reached into the pocket of vegetables and took out a handful. His palm is wide and his fingers are slender, and the amount he can hold is almost three times that of hers.
Shang Mengmeng was stunned.
The green vegetables are pea tips, which are tender and green.
Mu Cheng lowered his head, his face was cold, he took the vegetables in his left hand, put the index finger and thumb of his right hand together, pinched off the older parts, and threw them into the trash can. The movements are neat, skilled and clean.
He did all this as if it was extremely natural, but Shang Mengmeng's eyes widened.
When she spoke in a daze, one-third of the pea tips had been picked out, and he neatly put them into the vegetable basket beside her.
Not long after, Mu Cheng glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and said calmly, "Go out and watch TV if you don't help me." "
..." It seems that she should say this to him no matter what.
After much difficulty, Shang Mengmeng finally recovered from the shock, coughed dryly, and started to pick vegetables, but she glanced at the man's face from time to time.
Mu Cheng noticed it, raised his eyes to look at her, and frowned, "What do you always look at me for?"
Shang Mengmeng cleared her throat, "It's nothing."
Shang's mother was stirring the chicken soup in the casserole, without looking back, it seemed quite He casually asked, "Does Xiao Mu often cook at home?"
Mu Cheng said casually, "Not often, and his hands are a little raw."
Mother Shang smiled very kindly, "Boys, especially northern boys Child, there are not many people like you who are willing to enter the kitchen."
Mu Cheng smiled, but did not speak.
A few minutes later, the pea tips were picked, and the vegetable basket was filled to the brim. Shang Mengmeng released clear water to wash the vegetables, and said, "Okay, this time it's really none of your business, go to the living room to watch TV with my grandparents."
Mu Cheng nodded, turned and walked out.
Mother Shang glanced in the direction of the door, moved a little closer, and said in a low voice, "I think he picks vegetables and listens to the tricks. He often cooks for you when he is in City B?"
Shang Mengmeng was silent, and smiled dryly. I don't know how to answer.
There was a hint of satisfaction in Shang's mother's eyes, and she said while pouring the chicken soup into the soup basin, "You look upright, and you look very capable, not bad."
Shang Mengmeng bent her lips.
After the dishes were washed, Shang Mengmeng poured some oil into the pot, picked up a shovel and stir-fried them, and said casually, "Oh, by the way, what are the dishes for dinner?" Shangmu said, "Boiled pork slices, mapo
tofu , pepper chicken, spicy eggplant, pickled pepper fish, sad jelly, and a green vegetable, a chicken soup." "..."
Shang Mengmeng shook her hand and almost shoveled the pot to the ground, "Is it all spicy food?"
Mother Shang was a little puzzled, and glanced at her, "Didn't you send me a text message saying that Mucheng likes to eat chili the most? What's the problem?"
She twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled dryly, "No problem, no problem."
Go to the table to eat , Grandpa Shang was very polite and took the initiative to let the new son-in-law of the Shang family take the lead. Mu Cheng refused, but the family sat down, and the table was filled with bright red dishes, which were extremely rich.
The chili oil in the air is extremely fragrant, which strongly stimulates people's sense of smell and taste.
With a bright smile on Shangmu's face, she took a piece of boiled meat with her chopsticks and put it into Mucheng's bowl, and said with a smile, "Xiao Mu, this is our special dish. I don't know if you like it or not."
Mucheng He said "thank you", then opened his thin lips slightly, and put the red piece of meat into his mouth.
"..." Shang Mengmeng held the bowl and turned her face away silently, unable to bear to look at it.
Mu Cheng chewed slowly a few times.
The meat slices are fresh and tender, and the spicy taste spreads from the tip of the tongue to the scalp. In just a few seconds, he almost lost consciousness with his entire mouth. He lowered his eyes, his face was calm, and his thin lips turned red.
Extremely spicy.
It was several times hotter than the bowl of noodles that Shang Mengmeng made for him last time.
Mother Shang looked at him nervously, and asked, "How is it? Are you used to the dishes cooked by Auntie?"
Shang Mengmeng also looked over, with a more nervous expression than Mother Shang.
Mu Cheng swallowed the piece of meat, remained silent for a moment, and said, "It tastes pretty good."
After hearing this, Mother Shang was relieved. Grandma Shang smiled, and put another piece of spicy eggplant in his bowl, "The combination of meat and vegetables is nutritious. Try this again." Shang Mengmeng's expression froze for a moment,
hesitating Said: "Hey, well, I think we should have some soup first..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Cheng put the eggplant into his mouth again.
Shang Mengmeng raised her hand to hold her forehead.
Grandma Shang stared at him and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Mu Cheng chewed, his jaw tensed for a moment, nodded, and bent his lips very lightly, "Delicious."
Mother Shang took another piece of sad jelly In the past, he said with a smile, "It's good if you're used to it. I'm trying this. This is Mengmeng's favorite food. Auntie just bought wild millet chili a few days ago. It's very authentic. Come." Shang Mengmeng's forehead
bulged After picking it up, he finally couldn't sit still, lifted the bowl and cut off the piece of jelly, frowned and said, "Mom, Mu Cheng is such a big man, why does he need someone to help him with food for a meal, you eat it yourself Let's all stare at him, how uncomfortable he is..."
Mother Shang smiled when she heard the words, "That's right. Then Xiao Mu, you eat by yourself, you're welcome, just treat this place as your own home."
Mu Cheng nodded, "Yes."
Grandma Shang answered the conversation cheerfully and said, "Most northerners are not used to eating chili. If Mengmeng hadn't sent her mother a special message saying that you like chili, we would have prepared all light dishes." Shang
Meng Meng was serving soup to Mu Cheng with an empty bowl, and there was a crisp sound when the spoon and bowl touched each other.
"..." Mu Cheng fell silent, his black eyes raised slightly, and he swept across Shang Mengmeng without a trace.
The light is warm orange, winding in along her slender and fair neck, her cheeks are covered with a very light pink, which seems to be embarrassment and shame.
He thought it was funny, bent his lips, and there was a hint of indulgence and pampering from the corners of his eyes and brows.
Embarrassed, Shang Mengmeng coughed and passed the bowl over, "Have some soup."
After dinner, Shang Mengmeng got up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and Mu Cheng said, "I'll help you."
She raised her eyes and glanced at his obviously red and swollen lips. She was a little distressed and a little funny, but she didn't refuse. She raised her chin, "Then you bring a few things into the kitchen." A few minutes later, she tied her apron to
wash Bowl, he was watching her from the side.
The corners of Shang Mengmeng's mouth turned up, and she asked casually, "Our cuisine here is famous for its spicy, you can't get used to it."
Mu Cheng was silent for a moment, and said, "It's okay."
She sneered, "Stubborn, last time A bowl of noodles is so spicy."
Mu Cheng raised his eyebrows. She was ashamed to mention that the noodles she cooked for him last time didn't have any flavor other than the spicy taste. Was it for people?
He said, "Auntie's craftsmanship is much better than yours."
Shang Mengmeng squinted her eyes immediately after hearing this, and said negatively, "Oh, do you think my craftsmanship is poor now?"
Mu Cheng said lightly, "I didn't say that."
"I didn't say that, but you must think so!" She was upset, and deliberately washed the dishes loudly, muttering, "If you think my cooking is not good, then you still can't do it."
Mu Cheng looked at her sideways, "You know I can't?"
"..." Shang Mengmeng completely knelt down, and stared, "Mr. Mu, you are a rich young master who can pick vegetables and cook, what? What's the situation?"
He smiled, didn't look at her, and only said in a low voice, "I'll make it for you when I have a chance in the future."
After saying that, Shang Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat. She looked sideways, his eyes were lowered, and the lines of the stern profile seemed soft inexplicably under the halo.
Her cheeks were hot and her heart was beating fast. She bit her lower lip and tried to keep her tone normal, "Then I'll wait." At night,
Shang Mengmeng and her mother slept in the master bedroom, and Mu Cheng lived alone in Shang Mengmeng's room. Room.
Due to the living habits of the Linshui people, at around nine o'clock at night, several parents went into the house to sleep. The whole house was pitch black, only Shang Mengmeng's bedroom was still lit.
She squatted on the ground looking for things and ripped the clothes out of the box.
Mu Cheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his eyes were deep and quiet, and the smoke between his fingers burned quietly.
Not long after, he lit the cigarette ash, "What are you looking for?"
"Lipstick."
Mu Cheng poked out the cigarette, and said in a casual tone, "It's in the compartment for snacks."
"..." Shang Mengmeng was dubious and reached in. When I touched it, it was indeed inside. She curled her lips, and was ready to go out after finding something. When she walked to the door, she glanced at him and asked, "Are you going to sleep? Will you turn off the light?" He nodded
.
With a sound of "Ba Da", the switch was pressed, and the field of vision was only pitch black.
Mu Cheng waited for a while, but didn't hear the door closing, so he got up and went to close the door. As soon as he walked to the door, a soft body pounced on him instantly, and the light body fragrance mixed with the smell of shampoo and shower gel rushed into his nostrils.
The soft voice was very soft, close to his ears, "Sweet..."
In the darkness, he hugged her against the wall, closed the door with his long legs, and kissed her passionately.
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Chapter 87
Shang Mengmeng used to resist kissing, but now she is unable to resist Mu Cheng's kiss.
The body is weak, the spirit does not want to.
His lips were soft and cool, and the smell of nicotine hit her face. She closed her eyes in the dark, her lips touched his, tentatively, and then they pressed together tightly. Intense, eager, passionate.
The wall on his back was cold, but his chest was as hot as fire. She was imprisoned between his body and the wall, licked his lips with her small tongue, and then pried open the gap between her teeth to get in.
Although her kiss is not jerky, but there is no skill at all, and it is out of order. Mu Cheng responded casually, let her play for a while, and then forcefully regained the initiative.
In just a few minutes, Shang Mengmeng was lost in thought, almost completely limp in his arms, unbuttoning his shirt with her small hands and slipping in, stroking his firm and scarred pectoral muscles back and forth.
Down, eight-pack abs.
Down, two mermaid lines.
Further down...
Mu Cheng let out a low growl from his throat, grabbed her wrist, raised it up, half-closed his black eyes, and the pupils were dangerously dark: "Little thing, do you want to set fire?
" The eyes are red, the eyes are wet, peach-blossom shaped, but the end of the eyes is slightly raised, and when blurred, the eyes are enchanting like a fox.
He stared at her, his eyes darkened.
Shang Mengmeng leaned forward, her lips moved close to his ear, her voice was low and hoarse: "Don't worry, my mother is next door, no matter how brave I am, I will never fuck you here." After finishing speaking, she hooked her fingertips Hook his jaw, flirtatious, flirtatious.
Mu Cheng already knew that she was uneasy and kind, squinted his eyes, and corrected her statement in a low voice: "I was raped."
Male animals have a natural desire to conquer. Shang Mengmeng raised her eyebrows to express her understanding, "It's almost the same."
He squeezed her chin vigorously, and smiled, "It's almost there."
Shang Mengmeng raised her lips, raised her head and kissed the man's sexy Adam's apple again, and it was obvious that it was rolling up and down. Then he said softly, "Okay, let me go, I'm going back to sleep."
Mu Cheng was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if he was holding back.
Shang Mengmeng stuck to it again, it was too close, and he could clearly smell the light body fragrance coming out of the collar. Her voice was soft: "Let go..."
She was held in his arms by him, her long legs spread apart, and her seductive female curves fit close to him.
The sleeping beast has long since awakened.
Shang Mengmeng felt it seriously, wanted to laugh but held back, and whispered into his ear like Lan: "Be good, remember to be careful when you solve it by yourself at night, don't dirty my bed." "...
"
Mu Cheng secretly gritted his teeth.
In his previous life, he must have owed this woman his life. In this life, she came to kill him.
He stared at her with a very low voice, "Shang Mengmeng, I haven't settled with you about the chili pepper yet. You'd better be honest with me these few days in Linshui, huh?" She said
lazily He yawned and said, "Mr. Mu, let's get through tonight first." As he spoke, he glanced down very ambiguously, bent his lips, and kindly reminded: "The tissues in my room are usually under the desk. In the drawer, please be quiet, our house is not soundproof."
Mu Cheng laughed out of her anger, licked his lips, and said nothing.
Not long after, Shang Mengmeng pushed him away with a smile on his face, picked up the skin care products and cosmetic bag, opened the door again, and waved, "Good night, I will call you for breakfast tomorrow
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