Cannon Fodder Beauty Can't Escape [Transmigration Book]

While chatting, it was twelve o'clock, Zhong Yisheng said softly: "Happy birthday."

Withdrew from Meng Qinghan's arms, she found the gift in the cabinet, and brought it to Meng Qinghan.

It's seven flavors of perfume and a bottle of dried apricots.

Meng Qinghan opened a bottle of perfume.

There is a kind of astringent Chinese medicine smell, and the bottle says day1.

Zhong Yisheng said, "Do you like it?"

Meng Qinghan sniffed the smell carefully, it was mellow but not pungent, as if it wrapped her whole body.She closed the lid and looked at the bottle of dried apricots again.

"like."

Zhong Yisheng said: "I picked apricots here, and they have been drying for a long time."

There is nothing else in Shexi, and the mountains are full of apricot trees.

Meng Qinghan put the things on the bedside table, and reached out to hug her, "Shengsheng, I know it's a bit disappointing to say this now, but... If I become the same as the past year in the future, you will clean me up, Don't show mercy and drive me away."

Zhong Yisheng shook his head.

He snuggled into her neck, and after a while, kissed her collarbone.

She knows better than anyone how far Meng Qinghan can be carefree, she can live freely and unrestrainedly by herself, but Zhong Yisheng knows that she can't.

If Meng Qinghan is really allowed to leave, then she will never be able to find her again.

She couldn't help but think of the scene when she saw Meng Qinghan go to the mountain to pick apricots for the first time in junior high school.

The apricot blossoms have long since disappeared, the mountains are covered with sticky yellow apricots, and the sour smell rushes into the nostrils wrapped in the heat wave.

Jiang Xueci said that this is part of their source of income.

A urea bag of apricot pits can be sold for about ten yuan, and a bag of dried apricots can be sold for seven or eight yuan. After the whole summer vacation, they can earn hundreds of yuan.

The mountain was full of humid heat that day, like a girl's breath.Meng Qinghan was wearing short sleeves, her skin was darkened by several degrees of sweat, her back was tough, and her eyes were steady.

She doesn't seem to envy the girls in the county who can wear small foreign skirts at all, and she doesn't complain about her ill-fated life. The flowers are still heavy apricots, and the branches are all treated equally.

Zhong Yisheng looked at her from a distance, and suddenly felt that although the soft mountain breeze was pleasant and rare, she had found something more precious.

From that day on, she knew clearly that Meng Qinghan would not belong to someone.

She slips away more easily than the finest sand in the world.

Zhong Yisheng picked up a first-ripe fruit and thought, what a good person must be to be able to walk into her heart?

……

Meng Qinghan's collarbone was touched by her lips, and her breath tightened unconsciously. After a few seconds of deliberation, she turned her head: "You said how about we catch up on sleep tomorrow morning? Maybe we can go to bed later tonight... "

Zhong Yisheng came back to his senses, his face was a little hot when he heard this, "If you want, you can. Don't ask me."

Meng Qinghan's hand went down along her ear, and gently raised her chin, her eyes were dark: "No, I must ask your opinion about this kind of thing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned over and skillfully pushed Zhong Yisheng down on the bed.

Zhong Yisheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to her chest, paused for a second, then quickly withdrew it.

Meng Qinghan caressed her forehead hair and kissed her lips. The movements seemed gentle, but in fact they were already crushing.Zhong Yisheng curled up his fingers, his whole body was soft, as if his bones had been soaked in a pool of spring water.

She couldn't help hugging Meng Qinghan's waist.

When Meng Qinghan's fingertips stopped at the most sensitive place, her ears became hot.

Just a kiss.

It was just a kiss, and she actually...

She began to feel ashamed, and the two pink streaks at the tip of her eyes stretched into her temples.

Meng Qinghan kissed her earlobe lightly, exhaled gently: "Don't close your eyes."

She bent down, and after a while, Zhong Yisheng's whole body tensed up, her spine went numb, and her waist and abdomen tightened.She tried to suppress her voice.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when they returned to City A, and they had to rush to attend Zhisheng's new product launch event.

When Tezhu Sun picked out two dresses and delivered them, Meng Qinghan and Zhong Yisheng were putting on makeup.

She waited quietly downstairs.

Not long after, Zhong rushed in with a vague look of anger.

She stood upright in fright.

Taishang Laojun was in a hurry like a law, Zhong Liuying didn't follow, did she?

Maybe it was because the heavens couldn't bear to torture her again, so Zhong Yaoyao was the only one who came this time.

She seemed to be in a bad mood, and she sat down on the sofa and said nothing.

Jiang Chengyi is a fine person, and when he saw this situation, he began to be a transparent person.Of course, he can't be blamed for being impolite, the main reason is that most of the time, Zhong Yaoyou's child is 'normal in body but mentally disturbed', and it's quite difficult to parry when he gets angry.

The most important thing is that today's children are very clever in tricking people, the kind that can make people shut themselves off.

Special assistant sun began to tremble.

Pray in my heart, blah blah energy, become dumb/smile

But there were only the two of them in the lobby, and it was impossible for Zhong Yao to become dumb, so she was still 'accused'.

Zhong vaguely asked with a gloomy expression: "Do you know that Meng Qinghan didn't come back for her birthday?"

Special Assistant Sun: "...Ah, this...you know."

Before Zhong Yisheng left, she handed over the workload of four days, so she must not be in City A at midnight today.

Zhong Yao was so angry that he died: "I liked her quite a bit, but how could she run out on her birthday? She didn't tell anyone!"

Does that mean you don't like it now?

Uh……

Miss Meng without your love is like a fish without a bicycle.

She said: "After all, this is a matter between Ms. Meng and Mr. Zhong..."

Zhong gave her a vague look.

Special assistant Sun ran for his life and went upstairs to deliver the clothes.

What she sent to Zhong Yisheng was a dress jointly designed by Miss and Null. These two companies basically contracted all her event clothes. This time, the brand sent the dress, and it was not easy for Sun Tezhu to refuse, but... ...this dress is very sexy.

Zhong Yisheng had already retreated before wearing it. She looked at Meng Qinghan and said, "This dress..."

Meng Qinghan's face was gentle, "It suits you well."

"..." Zhong Yisheng was a little distressed: "I'm dressed like this... won't you be angry?"

Hearing this, Meng Qinghan replied softly: "Shengsheng, you are yourself first, and the person I love second. The only criterion for you to consider whether to wear this dress is whether you like it or not."

She looked at her and said, "You are beautiful, and it is only right that such beauty should be known."

Zhong Yisheng was silent for a while.

Meng Qinghan smiled and took her over, "Smell, I'm using the perfume you gave me today."

Zhong Yisheng smelled the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine from her neck, and the end note of this perfume is actually sweet.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The two of them hadn't changed their clothes when Jiang Mi called.

Meng Qinghan picked it up and heard her growl: "I sent you a happy birthday on time and you didn't reply, and you didn't even get the red envelope!"

Meng Qinghan said: "Oh, I forgot, it's not just you, I haven't even read the messages sent by many people."

Jiang Mi complained: "Why did you go to bed so early last night? Such a special day."

Meng Qinghan smiled but did not answer.

Jiang Mi babbled a few more words, and only then did he express his intention: "Is the voice there?"

Meng Qinghan was puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Mi faltered and got up, "Well... it's my brother, his school recently held a drama competition, and when he was selecting the best heroine and best supporting actor, he insisted on winning an award, so he hacked the school's voting system , but he is not skilled enough, he accidentally made himself the best supporting actress..."

Meng Qinghan: "..."

"Why are you making noise about this?"

Jiang Mi said: "He was punished by the school and asked to restore the system. He is typing codes like crazy right now, but... he has to ask Sheng Sheng for advice."

Meng Qinghan glanced at Zhong Yisheng.

Zhong Yisheng nodded.

Meng Qinghan sighed, and said to Jiang Mi: "Then send it to Shengsheng to see."

Soon, Jiang Mi sent a few screenshots.

To Zhong Yisheng, this kind of tier code was just a problem that could be solved at a glance, so she sent the solution directly.

A few minutes later, Jiang Mi sent another voice message: "My brother said that he understood it at a glance. It's nothing more than Zhuge Liang after the fact. He even thanked Max. Tsk, what does this have to do with Ge Liang and Ke Si."

After listening, Meng Qinghan and Zhong Yisheng looked at each other, lost in thought.

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The author has something to say:

Oops, it's late (add a more apology tomorrow)

When I was about to publish a new chapter, I saw some people in the comments who didn't believe that our sister Han was an attack! ! !i burst into tears

感谢在2022-05-2600:58:07~2022-05-2701:46:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Jiumo, Y., and Bie Zhouliang;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Zhanying Yanting and representatives stationed on the earth; 8 bottles of beautiful girls who strive to get rich; 2 bottles of Dichen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!