Accidentally Entangled with the Rich: 114|114.8.24|

"Meng Yungui."

After six years, she stood in front of herself again.

"Long time no see."

Meng Yungui looked at her, turned around and left.

"Meng Yungui."

Xu Ziqi frowned: "Why don't you talk?"

"What can I talk to you about?"

Meng Yungui walked in front of her again, looking down at the woman in front of her.

Xu Ziqi is very beautiful, and she is mature and beautiful.

They are classmates at the same table, from junior high school to high school.

Later he went to the army, and she went to the best university in the country.

She has changed a lot, with her long hair permed into curls, high heels and a long trench coat.

Meng Yungui suddenly thought of Zhou Guang, she didn't look good in a windbreaker like Zhou Guang.

"About what?"

Xu Ziqi looked into his eyes for a long time, then sighed: "We are not enemies."

"What's that?"

Meng Yungui's clenched fingers gradually loosened, and he laughed out loud, "Xu Ziqi, why did you come back?"

Xu Ziqi brushed the broken hair by his ears, and remained silent for a while.

"There is a coffee shop in front, let's go in and chat."

Meng Yungui turned around and left first.

After a cup of coffee was stirred many times by her, Xu Ziqi looked up: "Actually, I don't want to come to see you."

Meng Yungui got up and was about to leave, Xu Ziqi smiled and said, "After so many years, are you still so irritable?"

Meng Yungui looked into her eyes.

"My sister forced me to come here." Xu Ziqi took a sip from his coffee cup, squinted his eyes, and looked up at Meng Yungui: "It was my problem when we broke up. I didn't hear about it until later. What happened in your family is God's will."

She narrowed her eyes slightly as she spoke, with clear lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Sorry."

"Not necessary."

Meng Yungui said: "Do you have anything else to do?"

There was a song playing in the coffee shop, and the woman's hoarse voice was low and dark.

Meng Yungui sounded familiar.

"My brother-in-law's matter, I hope you can hold your hand high."

"Impossible."

Meng Yungui stood up and looked down at Xu Ziqi: "I don't want to see you again."

Turning around and striding outside, passing the bar, he suddenly turned back: "Who sang that song just now?"

"Time, the actress who played youth."

Meng Yungui raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you."

Leave without looking back.

Xu Ziqi finished her coffee, she turned her head and looked out of the window.

Busy streets, pedestrians coming and going.

The phone rang and she answered.

"Sister."

"What did he say?"

"Sister, I have broken up with him for six years, what do you think he will say? Why do you take such a chance? Brother-in-law caused him to have solid evidence, and he deserves it!"

"Are you my real sister? Are you speaking human language? He likes you, otherwise it would be impossible to find someone for so many years. Ziqi, you can, he will definitely listen to what you say .”

Xu Ziqi laughed out loud: "Thank you for your trust, I can't do it."

Hung up the phone, she sighed, lit a cigarette and held it to her lips.

Squinting his eyes, a hoarse female voice flowed in the air.

It's gone, the feast of youth...

She watched this movie and heard that the heroine is Meng Yungui's new love.

A very beautiful girl, isn't she gentle and pleasant? Hope Meng Yungui is happy.

They ended six years ago, bickering and fighting desperately just to be together. But after all, he lost to reality. He just graduated from high school, and he was doing well in the army, and his monthly allowance was only four to five thousand at most.

As for her, she was admitted to the best university in China with excellent grades. With a bright future, foreign colleges and universities extended olive branches, and she went out to study for a few years, and she was covered in gold.

My parents and sister scolded her for being brainless with the harshest words, and chose a poor and hard-working mud-legged martial artist. Without money, can love be eaten? cannot. The number of times he comes back a year is limited, is she willing to marry such a person?

Twenty-five years old, the rank of lieutenant, how many years does it take to climb up?

What if you can never climb up?

She didn't regret the choice she made, but what happened later made her feel funny.

It turns out that he is not a poor boy.

When I came back this year, my parents asked me to contact him again, which is really funny.

Xu Ziqi finished smoking a cigarette, got up, took his bag, put on his coat and went outside.

There is no turning back in time.

——————

They were arguing on the street, Zheng Chen grabbed Zhou Guang and pressed against the wall, leaning over and kissing.

"You bastard!"

From the corner of the eye, he suddenly caught sight of a person, and Zhou Guang pushed Zheng Chen away. He thought Zhou Guang wanted to add more scenes, and the director had to continue acting without calling a card, so he pressed her against the wall even more violently.

"Try moving again!"

Zhou Guang rolled his eyes: "My boyfriend."

Zheng Chen snapped back to his senses, was stunned for a while, and quickly let go of Zhou Guang.

"Stuck!" The director frowned: "What's going on?"

"It's okay, my question, I forgot the words."

Zheng Chen also saw Meng Yungui, and nodded in greeting from a distance away. Passing by, Zhou Guang explained: "The family education is strict, sorry."

"Understood." Zheng Chen nodded earnestly.

Zhou Guang walked in front of Meng Yungui, because it was an off-site scene and there were crowds of onlookers.

Zhou Guang blinked his eyes and said solemnly: "Mr. Meng."

Meng Yungui pulled Zhou Guang over and brushed her lips with his finger: "Kiss?"

"No."

He exerted force on his fingertips, and Zhou Shiguang's lips were a little sore, so he hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Misplacement, no kiss—hmm."

Meng Yungui blocked her lips and kissed her extremely fiercely. He pinched Zhou Guang's head. Lips and tongues fought, poking in to search for entanglement, almost swallowing Zhou Guang into the stomach with such force.

The onlookers and the squatting reporters all held up their mobile phones to take pictures, and Zhou Guang was breathlessly kissed. He was very fierce, pestering her all the time, Zhou Guang's lips and tongue were numb, and his mind was blank.

Somewhat untenable, he grabbed his suit. After a while, Meng Yungui moved away from her lips, and raised his hand to wipe the drool from her lips. Walking into the set with Zhou Guang's shoulders in his arms, Zhou Guang was dizzy.

The rest of the people at the scene were also dumbfounded, Meng Yungui suddenly broke in, grabbed the protagonist and kissed him, this is the posture of the courtroom.

"How many shows are there in the afternoon?"

Zhou Guang was at a loss for a while: "Two games."

"Can you release the filming tomorrow?"

Meng Yungui turned to look at the director: "Can you take someone away today?"

"Mr. Meng." The director stood up and shook hands with him, then turned to look at the assistant director: "Notify all departments to shoot the next scene first."

People like Meng Yungui are really annoying. If you get into trouble, they will plot against you endlessly and waste you. Old Wang didn't want to offend him, let alone Xiao Wang.

It wasn't until I got in the car that Zhou Guang realized: "I haven't removed my makeup or changed my clothes."

"No change."

"Why are you so sudden? What's the matter? Do you want to make it public?"

"No way?"

Meng Yungui glared at her: "How wronged are you and I? You don't even want to make it public?"

Zhou Guang was dumbfounded, what happened to him?

He drove the car into the air all the way, driving fast, Zhou Guang held on to the seat belt tightly, for fear of being thrown out.

"What's wrong with you?"

Meng Yungui didn't speak, Zhou Guang looked at his frozen face: "Who messed with you?"

"Mr. Meng?"

Meng Yungui still didn't speak, when the red light ahead, he slammed on the brakes. When Zhou Guang jumped out of his chest, he was severely strangled by the seat belt, covered his chest in pain and coughed twice.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Yungui then turned his head to look at Zhou Guang, he stared at Zhou Guang with serious eyes for a long time, then raised his hand to stroke Zhou Guang's head. Squinting her eyes, she ran her fingers through her soft black hair.

"Time."

"Huh?"

Zhou Shiguang was taken aback by him, looked up, with his hands still covering his chest: "Mr. Meng?"

"Marry me." Meng Yungui said: "Go to the airport now, and go back to City S to get the certificate."

"Meng Yun returns!"

Zhou Guang was taken aback. He was really shocked. Did he really mean it or was he joking?

"Married?"

"Yeah."

The horn blared in the back, and Meng Yungui started the car.

"Really or not?"

Meng Yungui took a look at her, Zhou Guang rolled his eyes and came back to his senses: "Married?"

"Married."

Meng Yungui is an affirmative sentence, with a deep tone.

"OK."

Zhou Guang nodded, if you dare to get married, why wouldn't I dare?

Meng Yungui drove the car directly to the airport and bought a ticket temporarily. It's only four o'clock for the flight ticket at seven o'clock in the evening. Zhou Guang felt that his mood was abnormal, so he turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Meng Yungui leaned over Zhou Guangzi and kissed her. The long kiss ended. He scraped Zhou Guang's cheek with his thumb and stared into her eyes: "It's nothing. I want to get married and be my wife, Mrs. Meng."

Zhou Guang looked into his eyes with his heart pounding.

Meng Yungui laughed and said in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

"Are you Meng Yungui for real or fake?"

"Fool."

Meng Yungui held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

His plan was to get married at twenty-six or twenty-eight. At that time, he said that it seemed dangerous for women to have children after twenty-eight. He was the same age as Xu Ziqi. He is thirty-one this year, he and Xu Ziqi have broken up for six years, and the girlfriend he has been talking about is only once a week, like raising a child.

Meng Yungui's lips were burned on the top of Zhou Guang's head, and his heart was hit by something, and it hurt.

"Meng Yungui."

Zhou Guang called his name softly, "What happened?"

He didn't speak the whole time. He got on the plane and arrived in S City at nine o'clock at night. The plane meal was really unpalatable, Zhou Guang's eyes were blackened from hunger, and Meng Yungui was not hungry like an iron man. When he entered the door, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her. Zhou Guang finally found some fresh air, and said vaguely, "Don't press so hard, you hit your back during filming in the afternoon."

Meng Yungui carried her to the living room, turned on the light and lifted her clothes to look at her back, it really was Ziqing.

I went upstairs to get the medicated oil, rubbed it on her wound, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "If it doesn't work, stop acting, I'll give you a brokerage company to play by yourself."

Zhou Guang lay on his lap, the air was a bit colder, the south had no more heating than the north.

If you talk about the south, it's not a serious south. South is not north, south is not north, there is no heating, and the early spring is very cold, cold with moisture. With the air conditioner turned on, the room is too big to warm up so quickly.

His palms were hot again, rubbing the medicine, it was scalding hot.

Zhou Guang's body is also a little hot, and his thighs are strong.

Zhou Guang thought, why did he suddenly mention marriage?

Meng Yungui was not serious when he touched it. When Zhou Guang turned his head, her clothes were lifted up. Struggling quickly, Meng Yungui pressed her on his lap, and did not completely take off his clothes, for fear that she would be cold.

Bite Zhou Guang's neck, spread her legs and straddle him.

Zhou Guang was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his face, Meng Yungui bit her chin and lips: "How much do you want to film?"

"I like it very much."

He took off Zhou Guang's clothes, stroked and kissed her. Until her breathing became heavier and she gasped slightly, Meng Yungui entered in this posture. Hugging her waist, Zhou Guang lay on his shoulders and grasped his fingers very tightly, almost sinking into his flesh, Zhou Guang was scared.

"Another position will weigh on your back."

Only with this posture, she doesn't need to be too tired, and it won't hurt, but it may be a little deep.

Zhou Guang grabbed Meng Yungui's shoulder, Meng Yungui smiled, turned her face and kissed her.

I didn't think too much about it, so let's just end it.

He likes Zhou Time.

After doing it on the sofa, Meng Yungui carried her upstairs.

Zhou Shi was tired, and he refused to give up. He insisted on pulling her to do it again, and then he fell asleep with his arms around her.

The next day, Meng Yungui woke up relatively early, and all the morning news focused on the picture of Meng Yungui hugging Zhou Guanghui and kissing. He looked at it for a while, um, it's not bad, the reporter took a beautiful picture of the time.

The newspaper was still on the side, he stopped by to buy breakfast for his morning run and brought it back.

Entering the door, Zhou Guang still hasn't woken up.

Breakfast was put on the plate when I heard movement upstairs. Walking up, she saw that she had come out of the shower, wrapped in a wet towel, with bruises and purple marks on her neck, he did it. Meng Yungui narrowed his eyes, walked over to put Zhou Guang in his arms and kissed him.

"Early morning."

Zhou Guang was tired to death, and pushed away: "I'm hungry and exhausted."

"The restaurant has something to eat."

"I changed my clothes and went down."

Meng Yungui looked at her all the time, Zhou Guang's face was hot, and he glanced at him: "You go out."

"If you are so shy again, I can't help but want to do it again."

Beast!

Zhou Guang changed his clothes and went downstairs, the living room was littered with clothes, it was a mess.

Blushing slightly, he picked up a piece and put it in the laundry room.

Go to the restaurant, a cup of warm water, fried buns and millet porridge.

Looking across at Meng Yungui, he was reading documents with a tablet.

Did he buy breakfast?

Zhou Guang finished his water, drank porridge slowly, and took out his mobile phone to check the news. Sure enough, the headlines of every page were her kiss with Meng Yungui. The corner of Zhou Guang's mouth twitched, is it open?

"Can't you be serious when you eat? What kind of mobile phone do you play with?"

Zhou Guang put down his phone and looked up at Meng Yungui: "All the news has been reported."

"Report what?"

Meng Yungui was eating steamed buns. He ate very fast, but he was not ugly.

"Forget it, let's make it public."

Zhou Guang bowed his head and drank porridge: "In the future, you don't have to worry about being chased by reporters."

Meng Yungui glanced at her: "Find out the ID card in a while, and go to apply for a marriage certificate."

Zhou Guang choked on a mouthful of porridge, so he really went.

Go, both of them went out at nine o'clock, Meng Yun returned and changed into a suit.

On Thursday, the Civil Affairs Bureau opened its doors.

Are here, it turns out that registration of marriage requires a household registration book...

Meng Yungui's household registration book is kept in his mother's old house in city b, so he is considered to be a registered permanent residence in city b. Zhou Guang's household registration book has not yet been completed, and he could have done it a long time ago, but it was delayed for a while due to various reasons, so he forgot about it.

What do you register without an account book? Let's do it.

Out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhou Guang and Meng Yungui looked at each other.

Zhou Guang laughed first, smiled, and almost sat on the ground laughing.

Meng Yungui had a gloomy face, he lifted Zhou Guangguang's collar and stuffed it into the car.

"Go and get your account book today."

Just transfer Zhouguang's account to his account book.

Go back to city b, hurry up and get things done.

Meng Yun's calculations are very good, but things always have surprises.