Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"No." Zhang Meng's voice was a little cold.

"If you don't answer me, I'll clean up for you. Wang Han, you're distressed? Such a scum man must clean up!"

Zhang Meng's mouth opened and cleaned it up for her? I don't want to talk about her!

Song Jiujiu gathered around her, "don't be angry. Let's go shopping."

"No, I have no money."

"If you like anything, just buy it. I'll give it to you as a new year gift. How about it?"

Zhang Meng looks at Song Jiujiu. What kind of family background does a person have to have to have to guard more than ten men and women?

Although song Jiujiu's clothing, food, housing and transportation are no different from her on weekdays, they are low-key. Now that they know that song Jiujiu's family is not ordinary, she is thinking, will she dislike being friends with her for a long time? Just as Wang Han dislikes her height.

Song Jiujiu doesn't know what Zhang Meng thinks. She is such a smart person.

Song Jiujiu sighed and put his arm around Zhang Meng. "One day you will know that I am not what you think. Meng Meng, you are my best friend in Liancheng. I want to be a good friend with you all the time.

From small to large, I don't have many friends. My sisters are much older than me. Only sister Nan is about my age. We can talk. The rest is you.

I don't tell you my identity, just don't want you to have pressure because of my identity, or don't want to be friends with me. In fact, I want you to be an ordinary girl, talk about the love you want to talk about, and choose the major you like. For me, these are reluctantly won by fighting with my family again and again. "

After a pause, song Jiujiu looked out of the window, "my name is ouyangyu, the youngest princess in King B's room and the successor of the future president." Song Jiujiu never said this. First, it's his own safety, and second, it's not the best time.

The chat with Zhang Meng ended in silence. Song Jiujiu felt very depressed and left the dormitory.

A person walking on the road, his head is noisy.

After a boutique, she went in and bought a pair of Rhinestone hairpins. She asked the store to pack them. She wrote her address and sent them to school. Then she gave Zhang germinating a message with only one sentence: happy birthday, Mengmeng!

It's bloody. Wang Han's new girlfriend's birthday is the same day as Zhang Meng.

At the gate of a shopping mall, a merchant was holding an underwear show. Song Jiujiu crowded into the crowd to see the excitement. At a glance, he saw the woman walking in front of the crowd. What's her name?

Bai Lu, yes, it's Bai Lu!

It's not surprising that she saw Nie Pingxin in the crowd!

The man who said he didn't eat with her at noon stood here watching the underwear show!

It's too, too much!

Song Jiujiu didn't squeeze in front of Nie Pingxin, so he listened to the host start talking. Then there was a lot of excitement under the stage. Someone took a bunch of flowers and walked onto the stage.

However, this person is no one else. It is she who is going to come to her, Nie Pingxin!

Song Jiujiu's chest immediately burst into anger.

She saw Nie Ping's novice holding a bunch of dazzling roses and gave it to Bai Lu with a smile. Then she held Bai Lu again!

Song Jiujiu had a strong sense of discomfort that her things had been robbed. She pushed away the people who blocked her, jumped onto the T-stage in twos and threes, tore apart the men and women who were holding together, grabbed the flowers in the woman's hands, fell to the ground with force, and stepped on several feet.

The people on and off the stage are stupid. What's the situation?

Only Bai Lu knows what's going on. Nie Pingxin's wife is also here!

"Nie Pingxin, you've been eating openly, haven't you? I'm pregnant and you're actually modeling outside. You look better than me and younger than me. Look what woman you're looking for? Old and ugly. What's your vision!"

People finally understood what was going on. The man was fooling around with his pregnant wife behind his back.

Especially Bai Lu, who was shouted to get out of the stage at this time, the scene was so hot!

Nie Pingxin looked at Song Jiujiu coldly. He could really meet this woman anywhere. He was haunted!

At present, such confusion is not the time to clarify. He grabbed song Jiujiu's hand and rudely pulled her away from the T-stage.

Along the way, song Jiujiu's small mouth was pursed. It was a snickering.

"Nie Pingxin, are you angry? I broke your..."

Before he finished, he was forcibly blocked back. Song Jiujiu was suddenly pressed on the wall by Nie Pingxin.

Song Jiujiu suddenly widened his eyes. Is this the legendary wall Dong? She's going to be knocked by him?

Song Jiujiu is looking forward to this wall Dong.

After so many years of contact with Fu Siyuan, her childhood etiquette told her that you can't have deviant behavior with men before marriage, so their communication has always been very pure and clean.

In Fu Siyuan's words, she is a woman who doesn't eat human fireworks.

She used to think this was a compliment, but she woke up after witnessing the good things of Fu Siyuan and Zhou Shan. This sentence is ironic.

In this era when material desires are rampant and sex and love have long been separated, it is important for a woman to keep the bottom line of morality, but who can say that innocence is morality?

At the age of 24, after experiencing emotional pain, she suddenly felt that she had been too disciplined before? That's why it leads to today's tragedy?

She wants to be bold once, just once.

For Nie Pingxin, this kiss was also song Jiujiu sitting in Nie Pingxin's car. Nie Pingxin didn't ask her where she was going, so he drove the car back to his residence.

After parking at her residence, song Jiujiu took a breath secretly. In fact, she was very nervous.

Nie Pingxin seemed to see her nervousness and looked at her sideways, "why? Afraid?"

"What's to be afraid of?" Song Jiujiu added with a stem on his neck, "it's not that he hasn't slept with a man."

Nie Pingxin's eyes were cold for a moment. Somehow, he was upset. When he heard her say this, he couldn't help thinking of her ex boyfriend, Fu Siyuan.

Back in the house, they drank another bottle of red wine. They still didn't feel it. In fact, they were nervous.

Sometimes all it takes is courage.

They drank another bottle of red wine and were slightly drunk after this time.

"I'll take a bath." Song Jiujiu went upstairs.

Nie Pingxin sat on the chair for a while, and then went to the guest room.

When song Jiujiu came out after taking a bath, she saw Nie Pingxin leaning against the head of the bed wrapped in a bath towel. She was stunned and hurriedly pulled the bath towel on her body, "you, have you washed it?"

Nie Pingxin said "well", put down his cell phone and looked up at her, "don't you need to call your home?"

"I want... You wait for me."

Song Jiujiu goes outside with his mobile phone and calls Ouyang Yi.

"Grandpa, I've had dinner outside. Don't wait for me with your eighth sister."

Ouyang Yi looked up at the time on the wall. It was already 7:30 pm. "Where are you now?"

"Yes..." Song Jiujiu pursed her lower lip. She knew that even if she lied, she couldn't deceive Grandpa. So many bodyguards followed. At this time, they must be at the door. If grandpa didn't know her whereabouts, it would be strange. Just tell the truth and confess.

She said: "Grandpa, I'm at Nie Pingxin's house, but don't worry, I didn't do anything with him, just drink..."

At last, her voice was so weak that she couldn't even hear it.

There was a silence on the phone. After a long time, Ouyang Yi's low voice came out, "jiu'er, you are already an adult. Some things grandpa can manage, and some things grandpa can't manage, but anyway, Grandpa hopes you can think clearly before making a decision."

Song Jiujiu pursed his lips and nodded, "I know, Grandpa."

"Come back early in the evening."

"Yes."

When preparing to hang up, song Jiujiu suddenly asked, "Grandpa, if I marry Nie Pingxin in the future, will you disagree?"

As soon as she said this, she felt inappropriate and grabbed her hair. "Forget it, it's still early. Don't say it. Bye, Grandpa."

"Jiu'er, you can't control Nie Pingxin." Song Jiujiu was ready to hang up the phone, and the old man's sigh came from the receiver.

"Well, I know. Thank you, Grandpa. You must go home before twelve in the evening."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, song Jiujiu leaned against the wall. The cold seeped into her back, but she woke up a lot.

There are some old floor clocks in the living room. The sound of "tick" is very loud. It is like a drum beating on her head. It is always telling her that she is not an ordinary girl. What she has to shoulder in the future is the responsibility of a country. Whether choosing a spouse or a friend, it has a strong purpose for her.