MTL - The Whole World is Licking Me and My Ex-girlfriend’s CP-Chapter 78 Zhou Er x Meng Ying

Zhou Er closed her eyes when the cheque was smashed in the face.

Open your eyes again.

Meng Ying looked at her proudly and said word by word: "Fuck your mother's good resources, I don't want it! I am not born to eat this kind of food, my mother is going to be an amateur !"

I just feel so cute.

Yes, Miss Zhou is so big, and she is very precious. It was the first time I was slapped in the face, but there was only one thought in my mind: Meng Ying is so cute, she's even cuter when she's drunk.

Zhou Er looked at her calmly and promised her: "Okay."

Meng Ying was stunned: "Huh?"

Zhou Er grabbed Meng Ying's wrist that was still in the air, put it down gently, took the check, and glanced. One is from Qi Ke and the other is from Song Yushi. She smiled and said, "I said yes. You don't want resources, you can. You want to be an amateur, you can. You want to be a hot pot restaurant, you can."

These must be her permission.

She was happy that she could influence Meng Ying's decision for a while.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Er looked at Song Yushi and Qi Ke who were watching her with a wary expression behind Meng Ying. After a few back and forth conversations, she looked back and asked Meng Ying in a calm tone as possible. 's opinion - would you like to stay with her for one night?

Meng Ying is very deceitful, Zhou Er knew this for a long time, and after a few words, Meng Ying leaned on her shoulder in a daze, willing to go back with her.

The evening wind in early summer was still cold, Zhou Er put on Meng Ying the coat brought by the assistant, sent the assistant to go back first, and then helped Meng Ying to sit in the co-pilot alone.

Buckle the seat belt.

Meng Ying leaned her head on the soft cushion, her mouth slightly open when she fell asleep, and the water was shining. Zhou Er was stunned for a while, the door closed a little slower, Meng Ying moved her body dissatisfied, and opened her eyes slightly.

The wet eyes make people feel soft.

Zhou Er stretched out her hand, put her cold fingertips on Meng Ying's lips, and gently rubbed her lips under Meng Ying's blank eyes, watching it turn redder and redder.

Finally, Meng Ying said hesitantly, "...what are you doing?"

Zhou Er calmly said, "It's a little dirty, please wipe it for you."

Meng Ying: "Oh."

Then she leaned there obediently and let her wipe it, without questioning right or wrong, without arguing whether it was reasonable, Zhou Er said what she said, like a lazy kitten.

Zhou Er had seen a set of pictures of Meng Ying before.

In the winter, wearing a thick down jacket, rolled up a white scarf, bouncing behind his teammates like a small pendant, fans reposted: "Like this The glutinous rice dumplings I hold are a 100-meter sprint."

Now too. Now only she can put it in her pocket.

Zhou Er came from a certain dinner party. The host of the dinner party gave the room card and the presidential suite of Yishui.

Zhou Er hugged Meng Ying's waist and helped her into the master bedroom, lifted the quilt and placed it on the double bed.

Meng Ying fell on the pillow like water, the hem of her long-sleeved clothes was lifted up, revealing her beautiful waistline, which was hidden as the silk quilt fell.

Zhou Er didn't take care of anyone.

When she finally heard Meng Ying's long breathing, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect to sit on the sofa beside her when Meng Ying suddenly sat up on the bed.

Zhou Er was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Ying stared blankly at her shadow on the opposite wall, before turning around after a while, her eyes full of grievance: "I haven't showered yet!"

Zhou Er: “…”

Zhou Er adjusted the temperature and said, "Come in."

Meng Ying walked in barefoot, holding the glass door staggeringly. Zhou Er lowered her eyes and caught a glimpse of Meng Ying's belly. She closed her eyes and said, "You wash first."

Just as she was about to leave, Meng Ying stumbled suddenly, and Zhou Er reflexively supported her.

Hot.

Meng Ying was leaning against her, her skin was delicate, and her skin was on fire. Zhou Er's heart skipped a beat, she pinched Meng Ying's chin and pushed him against the wall, with a harsh tone: "You asked me to let you go, why don't you let me go?"

Meng Ying was beaten by the hot water, and she woke up quite a bit. She stared at Zhou Er in a daze. chest: "you you you—"

Meng Ying's strength was soft and could not make waves, Zhou Er took two steps back and staggered his eyes: "You can just rush. The towel is on the shelf, I am outside the door, and I call for something I."

After she finished speaking, she pushed open the door and walked out.

Meng Ying's eyes widened slightly.

In shock, there is still a trace of daze.

She has never seen Zhou Er like this.

Zhou Er like this, even if his tone is calm and calm, he can still hear a little panic from the gap.

She was afraid that Meng Ying would reject her.

She was afraid that Meng Ying would let her go directly.

Zhou Er leaned against the wall outside the bathroom in a daze, thinking that it was the first time she saw Meng Ying.

At that time, Qi Ke went crazy and insisted on entering the entertainment industry to show her singing skills, but she was stuffed into the girl group. Qi Ke sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce and patted the leather seat: "Do you think it's reasonable? I can't walk when I see a beautiful woman!"

Zhou Er drove the car and sneered: "Aren't all girl groups the same? They were made by the same hospital."

"You know the shit!" Qi Ke eased her mood, and looked over carefully, and said mysteriously, "You don't know how good-looking our captain is, he smiles so sweetly So sweet, so beautiful when not smiling."

Zhou Er rolled her eyes at Qi Ke in the rearview mirror: "Have you graduated from high school?"

Qi Ke doesn't know so: "You don't know my education?"

Zhou Er: "Your complimenting vocabulary makes me feel like I haven't graduated from high school."

"..." Qi Ke froze for a moment, she muttered softly: "It's not that my culture is not good, it's that our captain is too good-looking and makes people lose the ability to express. I'll show you someday."

"Isn't there a photo?"

"I look eighteen hundred times better than the picture!"

“…”

Too much.

Qi Ke gave her a ticket to the first meeting and handshake meeting, and she left it in the corner. She is older than Qi Ke. When she was a junior, she was sent to help in the branch at home. She was busy like a spinning top every day. When she remembered, the handshake meeting had already started.

After hesitating, she still wanted to maintain her friendship with Qi Ke and asked the driver to take her to the scene.

vip tickets, located in the front row.

When Zhou Er arrived, halfway through the meeting, fans were in high spirits, holding up banners and waving cheering sticks. There are both male and female fans, and they shout the name of idols with anger.

"Qi Ke!"

"Zhong Yi!"

"Cheng Zhi!"

"Song Yushi!"

"Meng Ying—"

It seems that this man named Meng Ying is on the solo stage, the lift has just been raised, and his screams are louder than the others. Zhou Er was taken aback, his high heels slipped and he almost fell.

At this time, the people on stage began to sing.

One mouth, Zhou Er was almost sent away - extremely ugly, unheard of, how did this business ability sneak into the girl group?

Zhou Er was about to look up to see who was singing, but the security guard came over at this time and asked her to return to her seat as soon as possible.

Unhappy.

Zhou Er was holding the ticket, the left ear was the unpleasant song, the right ear was the impatient urging of the security guard, and the unhappiness in his heart reached the extreme. Resisting the urge to turn around and leave, she found a seat and sat down, raising her eyes angrily.

At first she saw nothing.

She saw Meng Ying—

Black short skirt and stockings, black cat ears, like a little black wild cat with teeth and claws.

A blue rose is drawn at the end of the eye.

Flirtatious.

But pure.

Extremely cute and enticing.

Zhou Er heard someone shouting the name of the person on stage. Only for a moment, the people on the stage laughed, blue roses slowly bloomed with her laughter, her gasping voice was amplified by the microphone, right next to her ear, she waved her hand: "Everyone tonight Good! Thanks for visiting us."

The cheers are even greater.

Where did the group who just debuted get so many fans?

Zhou Er glanced back and saw someone holding a "Welcome" light sign dangling around. The earthy pink light sign with the word "Welcome" was unexpectedly beautiful.

"...I'm so nervous, I just got a few words out of tune, don't laugh at me!"

—more than a few sentences.

"Ah? It's true, I missed a few beats of the dance. When I get off, the captain will tell me again. I promise you, I will practice hard when I go back!"

—fans don't seem to believe it.

"Thank you for liking me, I'll go down first, see you later!"

—The popularity is inexplicably high.

Do people look at their faces like this now?

Zhou Er turned on the phone while thinking, and searched for Meng Ying's name. There is an entry for a certain subject, and the resume is not very rich. Even the type of person you like is a stereotyped answer given by the entertainment company—

Beautiful, sunny.

Zhou Er took the phone and thought absentmindedly, she still seemed to have one, after all, Meng Ying didn't say whether the person she liked was a boy or a girl.

"Pfft-"

Qi Ke spit out the coffee she just drank in one gulp, directly ruining Zhou ErEL's home clothes, she looked incredible: "Love at first sight? Big sister, do you prefer love or face? "

Zhou Er took out the tissue without changing her face. She did not remove her makeup. The makeup that was too charming during the day was softened at this moment, and there was a faint smile at the end of her raised eyes: "Face."

Qi Ke wiped her mouth and muttered, "No wonder you all came to see us on our tour in the past few months. I thought you came to see me."

Zhou Er showed no mercy: "What are you?"

Qi Ke: "…"

Put color over friends!

Qi Ke teased her: "Hey, didn't you say that the girl group was built in a hospital?"

"..." Zhou Er glared at Qi Ke with a double standard: "She is different."

"What's different?"

"Does others have poor business skills?"

“…do you really like her?”

“…”

" Qi Ke suggested.

Zhou Er shook her head.

Qi Ke hummed suspiciously: "What?"

No.

Zhou Er looked at the heavy sky outside, and his fingers under the cuffs spasmed unconsciously. She thought, not enough, just knowing Meng Ying is not enough.

She wanted Meng Ying to only see her.