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

Chapter 210 Ling Xiao, enough is enough
"How can you take out so many snacks! Boss Meng, this is Doraemon's pocket, right? You can get whatever you want."

From the rearview mirror, Qiao Yuan could clearly see Meng Yao repeatedly tearing the packaging bag and stuffing snacks into his mouth.

I'm not as fat as I was when I was a child, but I can eat as always...

He commented in his heart.

Meng Yao looked up at him slightly, and then looked down at the phone. What was on the screen was a small game, which didn't require any IQ, but hand speed was tested.

Qiao Yuan chuckled lightly, not annoyed at Meng Yao's non-answer.

Along the way, Ling Xiao tried to open up many topics, but Qiao Yuan cut them off in the end.

"I didn't expect Ling Xiao that you like drinking coffee so much. Is it because you are under too much pressure? It seems that you are not easy to be an actor. I think it's better for me to be more chic and free. Don't say anything else, what's the matter with going out?" It’s also accompanied by beauties.”

"However, if you like to drink coffee, I have a place to recommend. I often go there. The environment is relatively quiet, and you can meet beautiful women from time to time. I will show you next time."

There were no waves in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "Really? Thank you then."

"Why are you being polite to me? When I was abroad, I often called you overseas!"

Watching Qiao Yuan approaching Ling Xiao's direction from behind, Meng Yao narrowed her eyes.

The book does not mention any special emotional entanglement between Ling Xiao and Qiao Yuan... Could it be that after seeing the heroine Meng Qingqing, Qiao Yuan and Ling Xiao have already started to stand on the opposite side, so the current situation of the two is not quite right .

It didn't take long for the car to stop at Huanzhen Entertainment.

Ling Xiao glanced at Qiao Yuan first: "Aren't you going down?"

Qiao Yuan smiled lightly: "I didn't expect it to be quite a drop in the road, but unfortunately, I'm not going to the company now, please Ling Xiao will send me another way later."

Ling Xiao clenched the steering wheel tightly, the back of his too fair hand was covered with bruises.

Meng Yao had already opened the car door first, and she directly picked up her bag: "I'll go first."

"Little Yao..."

Ling Xiao looked at the hand on his arm, narrowed his eyes slightly, and warned coldly: "Qiao Yuan, enough is enough."

Qiao Yuan smiled lazily, and withdrew his hand: "I'm just kidding you, don't take it too seriously."

Ling Xiao's eyes fell heavily on him for a second, and then he unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car without hesitation.

"Little Yao!" Ling Xiao caught up with Meng Yao in two or three steps, and handed her the hat in his hand: "Your hat was left on the car, it's windy outside, you should put it on!"

Meng Yao took the hat: "Thank you."

Ling Xiao looked at her naked eyes, beautiful but calm.

"I've been thinking a lot recently, and there's one thing I don't quite understand..."

Meng Yao lowered his head and put his hat on: "What don't you understand?"

"Whether it's milk tea or lobster, why did your taste change so quickly?"

"Of course, these are not the most important things. What makes me most curious is your character. Your temper has changed a lot. It's just... like a different person."

Meng Yao's fingers paused on the hat for a second, and then she raised her eyes again: "Change... who can not change? Others praise me for being more calm."

"Brother Ling Xiao, don't you like my changes?"

Ling Xiao was silent for a few seconds, the storm in his eyes never subsided.

Like it?
He really loved her as his younger sister at first, but from a certain day on, he found that his feelings had changed.

why?
Is it because she is getting more and more dazzling or more and more attractive?
He couldn't tell why, the only thing that was certain was that he was becoming more and more unable to take his eyes off her, and more and more unable to resist the madness in his heart.

After a long time, his eyes sparkled with a smile: "Of course I like seeing you grow up and mature."

Meng Yao smiled: "I'm leaving first, there's no need to send it off."

Ling Xiao slowly watched Meng Yao's leaving figure.

When he returned to the car, he saw Qiao Yuan playing with a string of beads in his hand.

"Come back? So slow?"

"What's in your hand?"

"Brother Rong likes this thing, so I made a bunch of it too, and it's not bad."

Ling Xiao slammed the car door shut, turned to look at Qiao Yuan: "Do you really want to go to the book cafe?"

Qiao Yuan shrugged: "Otherwise? I don't look like a cultural person? I really want to cultivate my sentiment this time."

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes: "There are only two of us here, there is no need for you to lie anymore. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"Don't be so serious." Qiao Yuan squeezed the string of beads in his hand, and said slowly: "Aren't I afraid that you won't wake up? That's why I came here to have a look with you. It's also a reminiscence with you."

"I'm not sober?"

Qiao Yuan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you awake now?"

Ling Xiao paused for a moment, and in the next second his eyes shot at Qiao Yuan like a knife.

"I've never seen anything, and I didn't intend to condemn or blame you from the beginning. I know that there are some things that are difficult to turn back without hitting the south wall, so you need to understand everything by yourself. But as you My dear friend, I'd like to re-send the sentence you just said to you—enough is enough."

"Ling Xiao, you will be hurt."

Qiao Yuan also raised his head, staring at Ling Xiao.

"...you won't understand." His voice was a bit difficult, unlike the usual calm or gentle manner.

Maybe you won't look back even if you hit the south wall?who knows...

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After finishing work, Meng Yao hurried home.

Waiting for her was still a steaming meal, Meng Yao moved unruly, she pulled a chair and sat on it, suddenly she felt something was wrong.

She turned her head and saw Rong Yan approaching with a plate.

This time period...

For a moment, Meng Yao could hardly tell whether it was surprising that Rong Yan came back so early or that he was surprising with the food.

His body is still neat and elegant, but there is a little more worldly smoke and fire.

It wasn't until the food landed firmly on the dining table that Meng Yao recovered from her daze.

"You...husband, why did you come back so early today?"

Rong Yan looked at her.

She didn't see much embarrassment and embarrassment on her face, this recognition made Rong Yan feel quite happy.

"There's nothing to be busy with." After thinking for a while, he added: "I will come back sooner in the future."

He lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and his stern face rarely showed a bit of tenderness and tenderness.

Meng Yao nodded, her eyes shifted to the dining table, she frowned slightly.

How do you feel that the food this time is so different from before?

Apart from other things, this scent is far inferior to before. Could it be that Wang Ma's craftsmanship has regressed to such an extent?
(End of this chapter)