Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

"Wake up?" Sheng Jiayan's voice sounded abruptly, and Meng Eqi found out that he was sitting in a chair against the wall.

Meng Xuqi was a little embarrassed to remember the attachment she had shown to Sheng Jiayan before the coma. So she lowered her head and adjusted the crumpled clothes she was sleeping, pretending to be casual, and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"No more, no less, just one."

"One!? Are we still in Youzhou?"

Sheng Jiayan looked at her slowly and said: "Yuzhou came out yesterday, and now it is the boundary of Yangzhou."

"Oh--" Meng Wanying responded dumbfounded, baffled by Sheng Jiayan's eyes, and continued to bow his head and pretend to stack his quilt: "What about other people?"

"The Lins are celebrating the disaster and drinking alcohol downstairs."

Meng Haoqi listened carefully to his ears, and the noisy voice downstairs seemed to be mixed with Lin Gaoshan's big voice.

Sheng Jiayan got up and walked to the door: "Are you hungry? Since you are awake, go down together."

"Huh." Meng Eqi nodded: "The prince went down first, and I came down after I refreshed."

Sheng Jiayan heard the prince of Meng Eju, but stopped and refused to leave. A pair of dark eyes stared straight at her.

Meng Hao asked while holding the clothes, "What's wrong?"

The clothes were folded neatly at the end of the bed, but her hands were short. She had to hold her quilt and pucker her hair. She finally got enough. Suddenly, her eyes turned black, and she fell down with her quilt. In front of Sheng Jiayan, he watched as he fell a bite of mud.

That scene is quite exciting.

In the eyes of Sheng Jiayan, the bland voice sounded: "You are too frightened in Langzhong, and your body is weak. You should take care of yourself in these two days. Is it better for me to help you in dressing?"

Meng Haoqi was lifted up by him, looking at Sheng Jiayan's profile, she asked, "Dir, are you just laughing?"

"You are wrong, no." As soon as he paused, Meng Eqin just let out a sigh of relief, and he heard Sheng Jiayan come from the top of his head with a faint smile: "I'm happy for you, Amen."

"happy?"

Sheng Jiayan didn't answer, but untiedly untied the lace on Meng's jacket. She immediately felt a cool chest and quickly covered her chest, and she said, "What is this for?"

"How?" Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't help me get dressed, how did it become undressed!?"

Sheng Jiayan seemed to laugh, not calm, and calmly replied: "The tie is loose, help you tie it again, what do you think?"

Meng Yuqi was speechless by his words and could only be left to Sheng Jiayan. Sheng Jiayan, who has always been like a fringe, is particularly talkative today.

"It's been only a month in Youzhou, you are a little round."

Meng Haoqi suppressed his anger: "I didn't eat rice from Wang's house!"

Sheng Jiayan didn't know where to get a blood jade drop earring, which was the one that Fang Bao had given to Meng Eqi, and was lying in Sheng Jiayan's palm.

"How did this come from?" he asked.

Meng Haoqi looked at the eardrop and suddenly it was a bit empty. After she received it, she put it in her suitcase everywhere, and did not hide it in particular. She didn't expect it to be overturned by Sheng Jiayan! ?

"Someone plugged me in, it should be useless, throw it away..."

Sheng Jiayan looked at the object for a while, and said, "This is a kind of jade peculiar to Xiyi. It has a price but no market. It can be called a treasure. Others will stop this for you?"

At that time, Fang Bao's brain fever caused Meng Eqi, and Meng Eqi didn't think about accepting it, but it was very valuable. Fang Bao threatened her if she didn't want to lose it. She felt it was a pity. Faced with the appearance of Sheng Jiayan's "professor Xingshi Guilin", Meng Eju quickly said: "In that case, it is dedicated to the prince, anyway, I forget who gave it."

Sheng Jiayan raised her eyebrows, and her dark eyes instantly locked her. He stood against the light, from temples to shoulders. The whole portrait was melted in the golden halo. The beautiful features were hidden between the light and dark lines. At that moment, Meng Yuqi had a sense of embarrassment that his lies had been seen.

Fortunately, Sheng Jiayan did not continue to ask, but he helped Meng Eqi to wear a good skirt, and he just stopped in the room.

With him on the side, Meng Eqi sat in front of the bronze mirror, absent-minded, holding his temples for himself.

She picked up a peacock blue hairpin from the makeup box. Sheng Jiayan looked on with cold eyes and said abruptly: "Hair hair is crooked."

Meng Wanqi stunned, looking in the mirror, she looked like a tree with a crooked neck, but she was too lazy to pull another one, so she fooled him seriously: "Although the prince is ancient and modern, he still doesn't know much about women. . You look carefully—"Meng Haqi pointed at his crooked temple hair: "Is there any weeping willow?"

Sheng Jiayan shook his head very honestly: "No."

"..." Meng Eqin was not discouraged, and continued to use strong words: "The ancient saying ‘the head is falling into the bun and the moon is in the ear’s ears.” Does the prince see me very well?”

Sheng Jiayan had no words, but his eyes were clear with his thoughts.

His eyes are: What are you doing in the wild?

Meng Hagyu said, knowing that it was confusing, he simply dismantled his hair and prepared to comb it again. As soon as her long hair fell, Sheng Jiayan suddenly stopped her: "This looks better."

"Really!?" Sheng Jiayan never praised her. Meng Yingqi was very happy when she heard it. She lowered her head and slowly brushed her long hair, exposing her thin white neck.

She was fair skinned, and now she seemed to be coated with a layer of velvet by candlelight, showing a creamy smoothness.

Sheng Jiayan stared at her neck for a while and said, "What should be left."

"What?" Meng Yuqi looked into the mirror: "Both the temples and earrings are there, what's the difference?"

Sheng Jiayan picked up a Luo Zidai from the table: "A pair of thin eyebrows is missing."

His tone was intimate, but unfortunately Meng Erqi didn't notice it. She only guarded her eyebrows with a vigilant face: "Your lord, you never painted eyebrows for others, but don't learn from the people in this book and try randomly. The eyebrows affect a person's spirit, and the painting is very ugly. of!"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"...I don't!" Meng Yuqi looked at Sheng Jiayan's posture holding Luo Zidai, as if holding a writing brush. She panicked in her heart, and refused to test Sheng Jiayan on her face. Wanting to escape, how could Sheng Jiayan be faster, pressing her in front of the vanity mirror.

"Don't move--" Sheng Jiayan's dark eyes fell into Meng Eqi's eyes like a star. When he seemed to have such pleasure, his eyes slightly bent, and his tone was slightly brisk: "Soon Just fine."

"How fast is it soon..." Meng Eqi was pressed by Sheng Jiayan, and he felt more and more that their posture seemed a bit wrong! ? Then he struggled a little: "You let me stand up first."

"Don't move!" Sheng Jiayan pressed her shoulder with the other hand: "The animation is crooked again."

Meng Yingqi couldn't, but had to be honestly pressed by him. Sheng Jiayan had a careful and detailed look. After finishing painting for Meng Yingqi, he looked at it for a while, and suddenly his lips twitched slightly.

Every time he made this expression, he was undoubtedly holding a smile.

Meng Hao was very familiar with what his expression meant, and immediately asked: "What's wrong! Is the picture crooked?!"

"No." Sheng Jiayan started to paint her eyebrows on the other side. "I feel pretty good."

After he finished painting, he stood up and put Luo Zidai on the table.

Meng Hao was free, immediately stood up and took a picture in the mirror, his body froze violently.

Where is the crooked eyebrow painting! The two scary and frightening eyebrows are actually connected together!

Sheng Jiayan deliberately!

"My lord!" Meng Eqin turned around and complained: "I'm not going to fight tigers in the mountains, why are they painted like this!"

"Isn't this bad?" Sheng Jiayan's tone was slightly innocent: "Thick brows and big eyes make him look more energetic."

Meng Wanqi was about to reply again, but Yu Guang suddenly saw a few heads hiding behind the door. She was so scared that she jumped to Sheng Jiayan and hid behind her.

Several people behind the door were found by Meng Eqi, and they scratched their heads in embarrassment and stood up one after another.

"You two... are you busy?" Lin shopkeeper smiled dryly, still holding a chicken leg. Behind him are Lin Jingxing, Mrs. Lin, Mo Chunfeng, Xiang Dingchen and Su He. At first, several people's heads were peeping behind the door like a Han Han, and they almost fainted to frighten Meng Erqi again.

They didn't notice when they came.

Sheng Jiayan only had Meng Eqi in his eyes. He didn't realize that someone was standing at the door, and now his face was not very good-looking.

Mo Chunfeng knew the temper of his master very well and immediately said: "We haven't seen anything! It's just because the son hasn't come down, I want to call you down to have a meal..."

"Yes, yes." Xiang Dingchen rarely cooperated with Mo Chunfeng.

See how strong their desire to survive is.

"But Sister Meng, what are you doing just now that Brother Sheng pressed on you?" Lin Jingxing was eating corn in his hand, curious. Lin Jingxing felt strange because he felt that Meng Mengqi and Sheng Jiayan's movements were just like the pictures he usually looked at, but they both wore clothes.

Mrs. Lin covered her son's mouth with a smile and said with two laughs: "The child is ignorant, forgive Mr. Sheng."

Suhe saw the machine round the field, and she quickly stepped forward to hold Meng Eqi's hand: "You're sleeping, you should be hungry. The following foods are hot. Let's go and eat."

Suhe wasn't so okay, and once Meng Eqi really felt a little hungry, he nodded and agreed.

Sheng Jiayan saw this and put away what he was about to be angry just now.

Except for Meng Eqi, the rest of the people were chilled by the cold of his eyes, and they surrounded Meng Eqi and went downstairs.

Before Meng Eqi went downstairs, he didn't forget to wipe off his two thick eyebrows with a paw.

Sheng Jiayan followed them downstairs. Several people sat at the table. Lin Jingxing quickly clipped the chicken legs into the Sheng Jiayan bowl: “Brother Sheng accompanied Meng Meng and she had not eaten all night. delicious."

Meng Wanqi stuffed a bite of shrimp, and the wrapped cheek bulgedly looked at Sheng Jiayan. He asked vaguely, "You are not too bad for Senmo?"