Please draw your way of death

When the last few people left the dungeon, they still didn't do too much. They turned around and let the kid from Long Island go.

Meng Qishu didn't know how Mu Xiaoyun and the others solved this problem. Anyway, according to Ning Mianzhong, Shao Shiyi asked someone to beat the Changdao sack and forced him to hand over the function card that was drawn in the dungeon. Forget it.

Such a barbaric act, Meng Qishu can't say that there is any degree of credibility, but if Shao Shiyi did it, it seems that it is not completely impossible.

When Meng Qishu opened his eyes from his bed, the afternoon sun was just right, he sat up and stared at the sunlight outside the house for a while, then he realized that he looked away and got out of bed to look for something to eat.

It was Sunday, and Meng Qishu had a holiday, but that didn't mean that Ning Mian would also have a holiday.

He was bored watching TV on the sofa in the living room. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when he heard the doorbell ringing from the entrance.

"Who is it?" Meng Qishu opened the door a little, knowing who the person outside the house was, but blocked the door and refused to let him in. He slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaning against the door frame and looked at him, obviously he just came back from get off work. Ning Mian ends.

"I've seen everyone, do you still want me to declare my family name?" Ning Mian finally took a step forward, and looked at him through the crack of the door, with a smile on her lips.

"If you don't report your family name, how can I know whose family you belong to?" Meng Qishu played with the doorknob, still smiling, as if Ning Mian would close the door to see off the guests without saying anything.

"Is there any family member who doesn't recognize his family member?" Ning Mian finally put on a helpless expression, put her hand in through the crack of the door, took his hand on the doorknob, and played along with him in a low voice. , "They are all from your Meng Qishu, and they are not even allowed to enter a house, huh?"

The hand on the doorknob was held by the person opposite, and there was no resistance blocking the door, Ning Mian finally pushed open the door panel with her knee, and pressed Meng Qishu's hand against the wall at the entrance.

With deep eyes, he traced the eyebrows and eyes of the person leaning against the wall, as if confirming the integrity of the other person, Ning Mian finally let out a breath and said softly, "Long time no see."

Meng Qishu seemed to understand what he meant, but he didn't seem to understand, he tilted his head, his eyes flashed a little intentional simplicity: "It's been a long time, didn't I see you in the morning?"

Ning Mian finally didn't answer his words, he lowered his head and pecked at the corner of Meng Qishu's lips, and asked him without thinking for a while, "Did you say you like Gypsophila?"

"Well, I said it." Meng Qishu seemed to sense something, looked him up and down from the corner of his eye, but found nothing special.

It doesn't look like someone who wants to send flowers.

Generally, when sending flowers, you will carry the big bouquet behind your back, and take it out suddenly after meeting your lover, which is considered a surprise.

But Ning Mian finally held her own hand with one hand, and propped the other on the wall, how can there be a big bouquet of flowers?

When Meng Qishu was thinking, his pupils always involuntarily cast down, and his eyes drooped a little, looking docile.

This look is rare, Ning Mian finally lowered his eyes to look at him, although he wanted to look at him for a while, but he still couldn't hold back and said, "There isn't a handful of stars in the sky."

Meng Qishu was not annoyed at being distracted by someone, he raised his eyes with some doubts in his eyes: "Then you ask me..."

"But there are indeed stars in the sky."

Before Meng Qishu could react, he saw Ning Mian finally put his hand into his pocket, and after a while took out a stick... Gypsophila.

That's right, not a handful, but a branch.

A gypsophila pinched from a main branch.

Meng Qishu stared at the gypsophila star for a long time, his lips moved, and finally he couldn't help but said: "...the public can no longer support you?"

Such a lonely gypsophila is really a bit shabby to look at.

Unexpectedly, Ning Mian finally burst out laughing, he took the baby's breath in his hand, and carefully and gently inserted it into Meng Qishu's shirt pocket: "You once said that roses are too vulgar, but the world sends them to the sky Isn't it vulgar to give away the stars one by one?"

"Then it's not uncommon for you to give a baby's breath?" Meng Qishu seemed to be a little interested in what he said, and asked him with raised eyebrows.

"A branch full of stars, fresh and refined."

Meng Qishu chuckled, really amused by what he said.

Just as he was enjoying himself, his fingertips suddenly touched a small piece of cold something. Meng Qishu was stunned for a moment. root.

He was about to lower his eyes to see what gadget was covered in the quilt, when Ning Mian finally took his hand and lifted it up, showing him the small silver white ring on the same position between their fingers.

Those are two small rings, the styles are not gorgeous, but they are more low-key and elegant.

"On the inside of the ring, I have someone engrave a sky full of stars." Ning Mianzhong's voice sounded, with a slight smile, he pulled Meng Qishu's hand closer, and kissed the base of his finger, "The one and only one that belongs to you , are you satisfied?"

Meng Qishu and him looked at each other, which seemed to be an innate tacit understanding, so that he could understand another meaning contained in Ning Mianzhong's words almost without thinking too much.

Unique, not only the two rings engraved with gypsophila, but also the person in front of him and the love that this person has that belongs exclusively to Meng Qishu.

Just like the baby's breath that was deliberately pinched off from the main branch, what Meng Qishu wanted was never the love that followed others' advice.He wants his lover to love him in his own way and interpret his love for each other.

The wrist that was held down by Ning Mian finally struggled to break free from the restraint of the palm.Meng Qishu's hand moved upwards, put it on the other's shoulder, moved his face closer, and said in a low voice, "Let's say...satisfied."

Ning Mian finally gave him a ring as the first major event in the dungeon.

The second major event for the release of the dungeon is that Shao Shiyi is getting married.

Meng Qishu was still in shock when he first received the call. He fiddled with the silver ring he had just put on on his finger, and hesitantly asked the person opposite: "Is the marriage so hasty? Who is the groom? Could it be Mu?" Xiaoyun, right?"

"Meng Qishu, you will get beaten if you mess up the mandarin ducks like this!" Shao Shiyi on the opposite side smiled and cursed, and instead of continuing to be poor with him, he directly revealed the identity of the groom officer, "The groom officer is a classmate I have known for a long time. After seven years of long-distance running, I only recently decided to make an official announcement, what a rush!"

"It's been hidden for seven years..." Meng Qishu deliberately prolonged his tone to tease her, "It's not because I don't know much, after all, apart from your working environment, I know that Mu Xiaoyun is the guy you have the most contact with. "

But if you think about it, the system is bound to your body, and you can only talk to Mu Xiaoyun and the group of people thoroughly.

"Sister Shao, how is the bridegroom? After hiding for seven years, there must be something special about him? Is he tall? Handsome? Is he rich? Is his career successful compared to yours..."

Meng Qishu was chattering away, and Shao Shiyi couldn't even listen to it, let alone answer it.

After such a unilateral bombardment for a while, Shao Shiyi finally couldn't help interrupting him: "Stop! Where's Ning Mianchu? You're holding his cell phone, so where did he go?"

I beg Brother Ning to come back quickly, he doesn't want to face such a talkative guy like Meng Qishu!

"Ning Mian end?" Meng Qishu repeated the name, turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom door, but found no movement, he pulled his legs up from the side of the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed and returned to her, "He takes a shower Well, it's inconvenient."

It seems that even Brother Ning can't save her this time.

Shao Shiyi wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to end the call with Meng Qishu, but he couldn't explain clearly what he had to explain, and he couldn't hang up.So he could only hold his mobile phone and continue to listen to Meng Qishu chattering curiously about the groom.

"Who are you calling?" A deep voice came through the phone, and Shao Shiyi was so startled that he almost couldn't help shouting "Brother Ning, help me!"

If she spends so much time with Meng Qishu, she'll lose her old self, okay?

"Sister Shao, she said she is getting married soon, please let us attend the wedding?" Meng Qishu's voice sounded, but it was a little softer than before, as if someone had taken the phone away.

"Hello, Shao Shiyi?" Ning Mianzhong's voice came from the microphone, and Shao Shiyi was almost moved to tears.

"Brother Ning, that's it. The wedding on the 28th of this month is by the sea. Are you free?"

"You are free, can you tell me the details?"

Changed to another person, Shao Shiyi felt that the communication efficiency was much higher. She hastily explained the whole process to Ning Mian, and finally hung up the phone with satisfaction.

And Meng Qishu over here watched Ning Mian finally put down the phone, and finally couldn't help but be curious.Since he couldn't find out Shao Shiyi's background, he could only temporarily shift the battle line to Ning Miansheng.

"How much do you know about Miss Shao's information about the groom's official?"

As soon as Ning Mian finally put down the phone, when she looked up, she met Meng Qishu's gossip-filled eyes, and she couldn't avoid it even if she wanted to.

"As a public figure, Shao Shiyi must have protected his love interest very well." Ning Mian finally replied truthfully, "So I don't know much about the official groom."

That was really boring.

Meng Qishu's shining eyes darkened in an instant.

He pulled the slightly loose shirt on his upper body, as if he wanted to adjust it to the correct position, but by accident, he pulled it even more crookedly, so that a set of shirts that were originally neat were worn on him There was a wrinkled feeling.

Ning Mian finally put the phone on the table, when she turned her head and saw him sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, looking over lazily, with a little carelessness.

He was silent for a while, his eyes stayed on the very familiar shirt on his body for a few seconds, and he couldn't help saying: "...What are you doing in my shirt?"

"You're talking about this?" Meng Qishu closed his eyes, shook the hem of his shirt with one hand, and elongated his tone meaningfully, "Maybe... it's just a little fun?"