Airborne hot search!Dressed as a villain, I became popular

Chapter 134 What is the relationship between you and Ling Xiao

The table is slightly longer, and there is a short distance between the two.

Meng Yao's thoughts were fully awake, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Honey, so you haven't eaten yet."

Wang Ma was on the side, and took this opportunity to say all sorts of good things about Rong Yan: "Yes, yes, Ma'am, do you know how long Mr. has been waiting for you? Since I carried you upstairs, the period when you slept Mr. Time has been watching downstairs, he is afraid that he will affect your rest upstairs."

"Ma'am, you didn't wake up, and the husband didn't eat. He said he was waiting for you to eat together! Look at the dishes on this table, which are all cooked according to your taste. The husband specially asked someone to warm them for you."

Rong Yan frowned slightly, but did not interrupt her.

After getting to know each other for a period of time, Meng Yao knew that Wang Ma had been speaking well for each other on both sides of them, just to make their relationship better.

However, Wang Ma's wish may come to nothing, because the relationship between the two of them cannot be improved.

Why?That's how the novel is written.

Meng Yao didn't care about Wang Ma's words in her heart, but a brighter smile appeared on her face: "Husband, you are so kind to me, I didn't know until now, I was almost moved to tears, it was me who married you." The blessing of the third generation's cultivation!"

Perhaps it was because of her low level of literature, Meng Yao always felt that when she talked about love, she could only be boring, but it was far from being lingering.

But this is just right, it's enough to be tired, just need to be tired.

As for the others... Meng Yao thought that she might never tell anyone a heartfelt and sincere love story in her whole life.

Seeing that Meng Yao understood what she meant, Wang Ma smiled instantly: "Mr. is just not good at expressing. In fact, his thoughts are more delicate than anyone else..."

Meng Yao got up and picked up a chopstick of braised pork for Rong Yan and put it on his dinner plate, then turned her eyes, her eyes lit up, and picked up another chopstick of steamed pork.

Unexpectedly, the table is almost full of her favorite meat, and there are only two kinds of vegetables, which seem to be used to relieve boredom.Then it's easy to choose, anyway, Rong Yan doesn't like it if she picks it up casually.

These pieces of meat have been carefully selected by her, and they are guaranteed to make Rong Yan unforgettable for a lifetime.

Rong Yan watched her movements, and then saw her picturesque smile.

The scene in front of him seemed to overlap with the drama he saw some time ago.

At that time, she just smiled and served Ling Xiao's food, and she was extremely gentle.

He barely suppressed the malice surging in his heart, but there was still a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Seeing his cold face, Meng Yao smiled even more happily, and sure enough Rong Yan didn't like to eat these.

However, the way he lowered his face was quite frightening, his eyes were covered with dark clouds, as if a thunderstorm was about to erupt in the next second.

Meng Yao sat back in her seat satisfied, and soon heard Rong Yan's voice, still low but cold: "What's your relationship with Ling Xiao?"

Meng Yao was taken aback for a moment, and all the braised pork in the chopsticks rolled into the bowl.

But she reacted quickly, and stuffed the braised pork in the bowl into her mouth again, seriously remembering the question Rongyan asked her.

Why is he asking this question?What is the purpose?
Seeing that she didn't answer, Rong Yan's eyes became more and more cold.

He was about to get up and leave when he heard Meng Yao's voice: "Ling Xiao? Brother Ling Xiao? We have nothing to do with each other. No, we have a relationship..."

Rong Yan's eyes paused suddenly, and the scenes in his memory began to play frame by frame like a slideshow in his mind, as if it would never stop, he restrained the urge to swallow people alive.

"Brother Ling Xiao and I grew up together, we are both young."

Meng Yao laughed again: "Husband, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

She has not forgotten her current "infatuated and greasy" image.

"Nothing else?"

"if not?"

Meng Yao felt that the generation gap between herself and Rong Yan was becoming more and more serious, and now she couldn't understand what Rong Yan said more and more.

Rong Yan responded, and seeing Meng Yao's eagerness to explain, he suddenly felt relieved.

Meng Yao likes herself so much, of course it is impossible to like another person.

He looked at Meng Yao again, his eyes softened a lot: "Have you not eaten yet? Eat quickly!"

Meng Yao stared at it for a moment, slandering in her heart that her face could change faster than turning the pages of a book.It is estimated that even the little white flower Meng Qingqing will be willing to bow down.

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After washing up, Meng Yao lay down on the big comfortable bed. After so many days of hard life as a primitive savage, the moment she lay down on the bed, she felt indescribably comfortable, and the soft bed infinitely gave rise to drowsiness.

As soon as she returned to her comfortable home, Meng Yao excitedly rolled several times on the bed.

Suddenly felt a warm touch from the waist.

Turning sideways, it turned out that Rong Yan was holding her waist, and he only used one palm.

At this moment, Meng Yao had already rolled to the edge of the bed, as if she was about to roll down the bed in the next second.

Meng Yao knew that she was too excited and had fun.

However, judging from the visual distance, it is estimated that he would not die if he fell, especially if there was a plush carpet underneath.So why did Rong Yan block herself when there was no danger of death?Doesn't he hate himself?
Rong Yan felt the temperature from his palm, and his hand froze for half a second.

It was hard for him to imagine that Meng Yao's waist would be so slender, Yingying grasped it so incredibly slender, the warmth of the skin was transmitted along the pajamas to his palm.

Rong Yan pushed Meng Yao forward to keep her away from danger, and then withdrew her hand.

Meng Yao looked moved: "Husband, you really care about people all the time, what Wang Ma said is indeed right, although you don't say it, but in fact all your thoughts are on me. Like now, if you don't care about me, you won't be so worried about me falling!"

Facing Meng Yao's bright eyes, there was always a little dryness in Rong Yan's heart.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Meng Yao saw that she didn't seem to want to take care of herself, so she ran over and disgusted him on purpose: "Why are you so indifferent to others all of a sudden? Didn't Wang Ma say that you only love me and only care about me? You Why did you change your mind so quickly? In the blink of an eye, you think I'm annoying and you don't want to talk to me?"

The word "no" stuck in her throat, but Rong Yan didn't know how to explain it.

He found that Meng Yao was a very sensitive person, and some words and actions he said would always cause her to misunderstand.

Although he is good at business, he feels like a rookie when it comes to his family.

"I didn't find you annoying."

He is really not good at this aspect, and he thought for a long time before he could hold back this sentence.

(End of this chapter)