Cannon Fodder Beauty Can't Escape [Transmigration Book]

The smile on Meng Qinghan's lips was kissed flat.

Zhong Yisheng stepped back slowly, glanced at her, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Meng Qinghan was still laughing while driving.

After returning home, the blush on Zhong Yisheng's face hadn't faded yet, Jiang Chengyi and Mrs. Zhang had already gathered around, saying that the dishes were ready and the fruits were fresh.

Zhong Yisheng thought while eating, she was flustered all the time on the plane, afraid that she might say something wrong, and even more afraid that something might go wrong between them, but she forgot one very important thing.

She was facing Meng Qinghan.

Meng Qinghan will always find a way to make her happy.

She told her in her own way not to take the previous things to heart.

Zhong Yisheng thought to himself, this person is worth anything she can do.

After coming out of the shower, Zhong Yisheng saw Meng Qinghan reading a book beside the bed.

She walked over lightly, and Meng Qinghan's gaze immediately shifted from the page to her.

Zhong Yisheng curled up his fingers nervously, not meeting her eyes.

It's the same dress as last time.

The slit is almost to the waist.

A drop of water slid down the side of the neck and flowed down along the collarbone.

Meng Qinghan pulled the quilt away, patted the empty bed, "Come up quickly."

Zhong Yisheng: "..."

She didn't understand her hint, or...don't want to?

She hesitated for a while, but still walked over.

In the original plan, the dress wouldn't last long on her.

But right now, that's not the case.

She went to bed feeling a little disappointed.

Cover the quilt obediently.

Meng Qinghan brought the book she was reading to her, "How about we buy the copyright of this book?"

She got very close, Zhong Yisheng was hijacked by the smell on her body, and his breathing became disordered for a moment.

"can."

Meng Qinghan: "Have you read this book?"

Zhong Yisheng nodded: "Before you put it in your copyright plan, I went to see it."

Meng Qinghan accurately grabbed her hand from under the quilt, squeezed the wet, warm and greasy fingertips, "Sound."

Zhong Yi responded sullenly: "Huh?"

Meng Qinghan put the book aside and took her over.

Chatting like this, she suddenly had the illusion that they had never been apart.

Zhong Yisheng was hugged by her, feeling her body temperature, he was heartbroken, grabbed the sleeve of her pajamas, his eyes glistened, "I forgot to take the bath towel just after taking a shower, I just put on the clothes, now the clothes are a little wet, Can I take it off?"

Meng Qinghan looked down at her, and said after a while, "Turn over, I'll unzip you."

Zhong Yisheng obediently turned sideways, Meng Qinghan said she was unzipping, but she really only undid the zipper.

Zhong Yisheng took off his clothes and lay motionless under the quilt.

Meng Qinghan's heart couldn't stop pounding.

She said softly, "Shengsheng wants to eat well, she's too thin."

Zhong Yisheng didn't know why he was embarrassed, the quilt covered his chin all the way, and the mosquito replied: "It's because of your physique."

Meng Qinghan raised her upper body and looked down at her, "If I'm any more superstitious, I'll eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name for you."

Zhong Yisheng opened her eyes wide, and from the bottom of her eyes she saw fireflies streaming densely like weaves.

I think back in junior high school, Jiang Xueci always called Meng Qinghan Sister Han.

The first thing Zhong Yisheng worried about after joining them was how to address her.

Calling them by their first names is too natural, they are not close to each other in the first place, if they call them by their first names, it will simply make them farther apart.

That time she followed them to the mountain to pick apricots, took advantage of the warm and humid mountain wind to embolden her, and asked her, "What should I call you?"

Meng Qinghan's face was pink, with a gentle smile, "Call me just like Xue Ci, if you don't mind."

Zhong Yisheng asked in a strange way: "Then if we both call you that at the same time, can you tell who it is?"

Meng Qinghan seemed to want to touch her hair, but she was holding something in her hand, so she gave up, "You call me like that, but I'm different from others."

Zhong Yisheng reached out to grab Meng Qinghan's hand.

Slowly, without an inch, he moved into her arms.

The next day, Zhong Yisheng received a call from Zhong Yueming at work.

She waited for a while before picking it up.

The reason why she didn't hang up was because she felt that the call was probably to announce the news of Zhong Donglin's death, and she didn't want to miss this good news.

It's just that when Zhong Yueming spoke, she knew that she wasn't here to announce the good news.

Zhong Yueming cut to the chase: "You know everything?"

She should be talking about the system.

Zhong Yisheng responded casually: "Yes."

Zhong Yueming sneered: "Since you know that most of the people around you have been controlled by the system, don't you have to forgive Zhong Donglin, thinking that he is not bad to you, it is only because he is controlled by the system that he treats you so badly? "

Zhong Yisheng said: "The system really started to work when you and your mother returned to City A. Before that, everyone was free. Before that, Zhong Donglin was already like that to me."

Zhong Yueming sneered coldly: "Why are you pretending to distinguish between good and evil? Zhong Yisheng, do you know why I hate you so much? When I was young, my mother and I were thrown to live in the suburbs by Zhong Donglin. Every time he came back drunk, he would beat my mother because I Mom doesn't have any ability to resist, so she can only be beaten, but what about you? You are not trafficked, not an illegitimate daughter, you have your own mother, why don't you resist, and please Zhong Donglin and Zhong Fanyin You didn't even hide when Zhong Fanyin hit you on the head with a golf club!"

She just hates it. Mom can't resist because she is a lonely leaf duckweed. What about Zhong Yisheng?She was willing to be bullied?Does she know what it means to please the father and son?

It's as if a group of people were oppressed, but the most powerful and most resistant person knelt down and surrendered. In this way, where will the other victims be?

The bystanders will only say that the people who have the most right to speak have not opened their mouths, so just shut up.

As long as Zhong Yueming thought of Zhong Yisheng looking at her with envious eyes, she would itch with hatred.

What does she envy her?Envious of Zhong Fanyin who likes to play with her?

Does Zhong Yisheng know... how disgusting it is to play games with that retarded Zhong Fanyin!

I was silent for a long time.

Zhong Yi said: "Do you have anything else to do?"

She said: "Don't tell me about Zhong Donglin in the future, unless you invite me to the funeral."

Zhong Yueming paused.

She really believed it at the moment, maybe Zhong Yisheng really didn't care about the father and son at all.

But she couldn't swallow that breath no matter what, and she always had to stab a few words before she was reconciled, especially now that she had nothing, no systematic protection, and no talent to gallop in the business world.

"Do you think you are living happily now? Zhong Yisheng, I know you better than anyone else, you still have low self-esteem, and you still doubt whether Meng Qinghan really likes you, otherwise why would you have been so guarded against me in the past year? You Now I know that Meng Qinghan is controlled by the system, but if she doesn't have that heart, how can the system make her love me?"

Zhong Yisheng said softly: "You take yourself too seriously."

She had fantasized about her future with Meng Qinghan countless times, and worked hard for it, but when she stopped and looked back, Meng Qinghan had already counted her in her future.

Maybe she suspected that she didn't have the qualifications to be Meng Qinghan's first choice, and she didn't believe that she would be firmly chosen, but this is not the reason for others to sow discord.

Meng Qinghan chose her, she will only work harder to make herself worthy of her liking.

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yueming was still a little dazed.

How could there be such a person in the world.

More than a year ago...Meng Qinghan just went 'bankrupt'.She was taken to live in a villa by Zhong Yisheng, and Zhong Yueming looked for opportunities to contact her, but Meng Qinghan's attitude was not as enthusiastic as she imagined, nor did she urgently hope that Zhong Yueming would take her away.

Zhong Yueming had to wonder if she really liked him.

To test it out, she sent her an old photo she secretly took from Zhong Yisheng.

In the photo is a very attractive girl with an Internet cafe in the background.

Compared with the current Meng Qinghan's face, that face is simply an enlarged version in equal proportions.

Zhong Yueming waited quietly for Meng Qinghan's reaction.

Meng Qinghan did not reply for a long time.

So she sent a text: [She loves this person, not you, you are a fake she found. 】

Meng Qinghan still didn't reply.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore and called.

At that time Zhong Yisheng still allowed Meng Qinghan to use the phone.

She was asking almost in a questioning tone. Because of the control of the system, Meng Qinghan treated her kindly and said in a gentle voice, "I don't think it matters. I don't love her anyway. But if I love her, it's me if she treats me as a fake." It’s a great honor, and I’m willing to do it.”

At that moment, Zhong Yueming felt like a meddler.

She actually felt a little guilty.

Do you want to... Let them go.

But this idea was quickly washed away by the vigorous ambition in my heart.

Are some loves really unforgettable?

Why is Zhong Yisheng loved without knowing anything?

She was really scared of the days when she was inferior. She didn't die with her mother just to get to the top and trample those heinous people under her feet.She will definitely make Zhong Donglin's life worse than death, and those people who are in the same rank as him and who treat human life like nothing will be tortured to death by her own hands.

But slowly, she seemed to become them.

She even forgot what she was after.

After regaining her senses, she suddenly began to wonder if the system was also controlling her?

Why since the system stopped working, her whole body seems to have been pulled out.

It was almost noon, Zhong Yisheng lingered at the door for a while, and looking outside, Meng Qinghan was communicating with Shi Tingyu about the shooting process of the sci-fi movie.

She leaned against the door and waited.

The weather has warmed up recently, the sun shines into the window, and the green plants on the window sill are shining. From this angle, it looks a bit like a burning thorn forest.

She thought of something she had been brooding over.

——They discovered that Meng Qinghan was sober when making love.

It wasn't long before she brought Meng Qinghan back to the villa that day.

Meng Qinghan has excellent self-cultivation, the system can change her memory and transfer her emotions, but she is still her after all, still so calm and gentle.

She made a sudden request and asked Zhong Yisheng to take a photo for her.

That night, she wore an improved cheongsam to show off her exquisite curves in the camera.

After Zhong Yisheng took the photo, he returned the camera.

Meng Qinghan suddenly said: "How about sending you a photo?"

Zhong Yisheng nodded dully, flattered.

Meng Qinghan slightly raised her eyebrows, her eyes fell on her face.

It was that look that made Zhong Yisheng feel that maybe he could... work harder.

And she was so stupid that she couldn't think of a better way.

She walked over slowly and put her arms around Meng Qinghan's waist.

Maybe her eyes looked as calm as still water, but her heart was already turbulent.

She used the greatest courage in her life to kiss Meng Qinghan.

The ambiguous fire was on the verge of breaking out, and she suddenly felt her body leaning back. Meng Qinghan pressed her against the French window and took a deep look at her.

Come over with a deep kiss.

Breathing together, Zhong Yisheng still raised his head, but only Meng Qinghan's top of hair remained in his sight.

She kisses all the way down.

Finally knelt down.

It's warm and smooth at the first touch, and the next second it's a wave of surf.

It is because of this time that they have had countless times.

This also became the cause of Meng Qinghan's pain throughout the year.

The last time, Meng Qinghan felt that she couldn't control herself, she wanted to leave, she couldn't hurt Zhong Yisheng during the day, and recalled it when she was like her at night.

But Zhong Yisheng was unwilling, she wanted to keep her in any way that could keep her.

Meng Qinghan didn't know how desperate she was when she heard the news of her death in Shexi that year.

Even after knowing that she was not the one who died, Zhong Yisheng was still afraid.

It turned out that she specially sent a photo to say goodbye.

She is really sad.

She asked, "Did I, do something wrong? You wouldn't be in pain if we hadn't."

However, Meng Qinghan kissed her forehead and told her: "Do you know what I was thinking after our first time, I was thinking, why didn't we do this earlier."

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