surrender to her

Chapter 45 Princess Hug

With this confident shout, several people stopped in their tracks and were stunned. They didn't realize that the bald brother was a chatterbox, so they couldn't help but talk nonsense to her: "Who is your father?"

Meng Cheng raised his chin a little proudly, pronounced Lao Meng's name loudly, "Meng Zhixing."

"..."

The bald brother slanted his eyebrows, and asked one by one in a face-saving way: "Who is Meng Zhixing? Who is he? Do you know each other?"

The younger brothers shook their heads one after another: "I don't know..."

Meng Cheng: "..."

There was an awkward silence in the air.

Gee.

It seems that Lao Meng's country is not doing well!
She doesn't fight her father easily, and no one knows her when she meets her once. It must be that the money for the marketing account is not in place.

"Just that building..." Meng Cheng straightened his arms and pointed to the distance, "...the master."

Several pairs of eyes stared in the direction she pointed.

There are hundreds of buildings, all of which are dressed in colorful neon clothes, as if they are competing for beauty under the night, but no matter how they fight, they can't steal half of the limelight from the central building in the center.

The building soars into the sky, with a simple and unique exterior design. Even if the distance is too far, you can still see on the extra-large outer screen that a wealthy fan is throwing a lot of money to support the idol's birthday.

"Central Building... of the Meng Group, what? You said your father is the chairman of the Meng Group?" The bald brother seemed to have heard a big joke and didn't believe it at all, "Then I still say that my father is the Jade Emperor , the entire mortal world is under my control..."

The bald man chattered, and his younger brothers concentrated on admiring the grandeur of the central building, and when he turned his gaze back, he found that the center was empty.

"Fuck me? Where are people?!"

"Brother, they are over there!"

"Then what are you still looking at me for? Why don't you hurry up?!"

At this time, Meng Cheng had already pulled He Liangchi's wrist and crossed the street. At the same time, there was no traffic on the road for a long time. At this moment, the traffic was constantly flowing. The teeth are neat and white, and the bright and sweet smile is extremely provocative.

Then she made a very uncivilized loser gesture.

"Damn it! Are you blind?! Are you blind?! Are the eyeballs made of dung balls? It's useless! You can't see it if you slip under your nose!" The two of them were about to disappear on the street.

As soon as the last few consecutive cars passed by, the bald-headed brother rushed to the other side of the street with a group of people, chasing those two figures.

Unexpectedly, the provocation was too early, Meng Cheng's wearing slippers hindered his performance, and the distance was actually brought closer.

The bald man ran until his crotch was about to burst, and the flesh on his face and his facial features were squeezed together. At the next moment when he was about to run, he bared his teeth and swung his arms, throwing out the stick in his hand.

As if in anticipation, Meng Cheng turned her head and saw the wooden stick flying towards He Liangchi in her sight shaken by running. Her eyes enlarged slightly, without even making a decision in her brain, subconsciously Making the most stupid reaction, she took a step back without hesitation, and hugged He Liangchi from behind.

However, in the blink of an eye, as soon as the footsteps settled behind him, Meng Cheng's wrist was suddenly grabbed, and then his waist tightened, and there was a burst of spinning without gravity. She didn't see anything in those short two seconds. Clear, only clearly felt that for a moment, her feet left the ground.

Like sitting on a big pendulum.

He Liangchi clasped his arms tightly, his back arched in a slightly curved arc, his posture was like a falcon with closed wings, his broad body completely covered her in his arms.

The wooden stick hit his back impartially and fell to the ground.

There was a short and soft muffled hum in the back of his head.

Meng Cheng turned his head halfway, and only glanced at his narrow and firm jaw, and his back was changed into his vision, and it was he who pulled her and continued to run forward.

The street is empty and there are few people, one street lamp after another brushes against them and backs away, the side face of the young man is alternately light and dark, the wind blowing around his ear is noisy to the eardrum, it seems to block the ear canal, making the heartbeat in the chest clearer .

When he ran to the end of the street, the figures chasing after him became smaller and smaller.

The younger brother followed the example of the bald-headed brother and threw the stick in his hand, but the distance and accuracy were not good enough. The stick had its mission. He shoveled it directly to the ground, and fell like a dog eating shit.

The younger brothers stopped chasing him and hurried forward to help him up.

At this moment, the traffic light at the intersection changed from green to red, and the traffic flowed continuously, as if an insurmountable gully had formed in front of them.

"Fuck! Don't let me catch them again!"

After passing the traffic light, and crossing the street to a more prosperous area, the two of them were finally safe and stopped.

He Liangchi's black hair was a little disheveled, and his heaving breathing hadn't calmed down yet, he turned around immediately, his eyes coldly captured her, and his indifferent voice brought rare emotional fluctuations: "Are you stupid? I don't need you to stop me."

Meng Cheng's physical strength was not as good as his, and she was panting much harder than him. She was stunned by such a half-yelled sentence, and suddenly remembered the stick that fell on his back just now and the pain he endured between his throats. Moaning, Wu Mei frowned.

"You are stupid. If they dare to touch me, my father will blow up their lair tomorrow morning."

He Liangchi was silent for a while, his eyelashes half drawn: "It was because of me."

Meng Cheng answered his words with an inexplicable annoyance: "Then take the responsibility as you do, or I have to say that it's your girlfriend and make his sister anxious."

He Liangchi frowned and looked at her, Meng Cheng looked back without hesitation.

A short stretch of quiet along the noisy road.

In the end, He Liangchi was the first to admit defeat. He closed his eyes and sighed softly: "Meng Cheng, don't be so stupid next time."

If he hurt her because of him, He Liangchi would hate himself to death.

"How is your back?" Meng Cheng was worried that the blow would be hard.

He Liangchi's expression didn't change: "It's fine."

"I don't believe it." Meng Cheng said seriously, "Find a hidden place and take it off for me to see."

He Liangchi: "..."

This is absolutely impossible, especially with those ugly scars on his back.

"Send you home." He said briefly.

"No." Meng Cheng was easily distracted, "I haven't eaten the ice cream yet, and..."

Her voice gradually weakened, and she slowly raised a bare white foot, "I lost one of my slippers."

He Liangchi: "..."

Meng Cheng was about to tell him when she fell, but the boy suddenly squatted down and grabbed her ankle with his hands.

Meng Cheng stood on one foot, and couldn't maintain his balance for too long. He was startled by his move again, leaned back and then leaned forward, putting his hand on his shoulder.

He Liangchi carefully confirmed that her feet were only covered with dust and not scratched, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up, with no expression on his cold face, and stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly bent down, wrapped one arm around her soft waist, wrapped her other arm around her leg, and hugged her horizontally.

Meng Cheng: "!!!"

How can I get this treatment if I lose my slippers? ?

(End of this chapter)