Standing at Meng Jing's house, he sang loudly and took a deep breath. He looked dignified and looked like a great enemy.

From small to large, singing has always run to Meng Jing's home. In addition, the two families have a good relationship. Every time they go to Meng Jing's home, singing is very comfortable. It's not much different from returning to their own home.

But now, looking at the gate, singing has a feeling of "it's a tiger's Den".

The pressure is not generally great.

Just then, the door had been opened.

Meng's father stood at the door and was a little surprised when he saw the singing.

Singing and raising his arms, his face was filled with a flattering smile. He was just about to say hello.

With a bang, the door was slammed again, leaving only singing in the wind.

In the house.

Meng's father, who closed the door, turned and his face was as heavy as water.

"Lao Meng, what's the matter? Didn't you say you were going out for a walk?"

"No!"

"If you don't go, why are you so loud? Open the door. What are you doing with the door closed in the daytime?" Meng's mother said while choosing dishes.

"There are wild dogs outside, afraid to run in." Meng Fu sat on the sofa and pressed his voice.

Meng's mother subconsciously raised her head and looked at her husband. Her eyes became more and more strange.

There's something wrong with that.

"Well, don't worry about it. Choose your dish." Meng Fu stood up, "I'll go up and sleep for a while."

"What do you sleep now?"

"Return to sleep!"

“……”

Just then the doorbell rang.

Meng's mother stood up, wiped her hands and was ready to open the door, but Meng's father stopped her.

"Don't go!"

Meng's mother looked at Meng's father in confusion: "I said, Lao Meng, did you take the wrong medicine? What's the matter?"

Meng's father didn't say a word.

Meng's mother seemed to have realized something and said, "what's coming is singing?"

Meng Fu nodded with a dark face.

Meng's mother sighed and knew why her husband had such a big reaction.

"I said you too. Didn't Xiao Jing make it clear to you?"

"Understand what?" Meng's father said angrily, "understand that the boy is flirting outside?"

"..." Meng's mother sighed and said, "what should we do, just lock him out?"

"Let him stand outside as long as he likes!" Meng's father said this and stood up ready to go upstairs.

At this time, I heard the sound of "pedaling" footsteps.

Seeing Meng Jing go downstairs, Meng's father's face became darker.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Jing shook her cell phone and said, "sing loudly that he is at the door."

"Then let him out!" Meng Fu said.

"Dad, didn't I tell you before?"

"You have no problem? You have no problem, I have a problem!" Meng Fu gasped.

Meng Jing has a headache.

"Dad, let's open the door first. What can we say?"

Meng's father snorted. He just wanted to talk, but he saw Meng Jing's eyes were red and her heart was in a mess. He bit his teeth and said, "stay here and I'll open the door."

"Good!"

Meng father sighed, shook his head, walked to the door and opened the door.

"Uncle Meng, have you eaten yet?"

Looking at the singing face, Meng Fu was upset.

"OK, who is your uncle Meng? Do you know him well?"

"Eh..." Gao Ge thought to himself, I'm not very familiar. I've known him for more than ten or twenty years... But at this time, acting as a rod in front of Meng's father is definitely a matter of lack of heart, so he hurried into the house.

Come first, then we can go on.

Gaoge thinks so.

Meng's father didn't expect the singing movement to be so fast, but seeing that the singing has come in, he can't push the other party out. He can only return to the sofa with a cold face.

Meng Jing watched her words and expressions, quickly stood up to make tea for Meng's father, and then gave Gao Ge a wink.

Gao Ge responded quickly and quickly took out several bags of tea from the star map space. These are Xie's tea.

"Uncle Meng, I heard from my father that you think this tea is good, so I quickly brought you some back."

Meng Fu glanced at the tea leaves and snorted coldly.

"I'd better not. This kind of tea is too expensive for me to drink."

"Then how can we not afford it? Our stars live in a big family and have a big business."

"What does Xingchen family have to do with me?" Meng Fu sneered.

"That must matter. Isn't your son-in-law to be yours?" The Song said with a smiling face.

"Hehe, prospective son-in-law?" It's good that Gao Ge didn't say this. After saying this, Meng's father became more angry. He slapped him on the tea table and scared Gao Ge, "prospective son-in-law? I think you're the prospective son-in-law of Lao Xia?"

Sing: "

There's thunder everywhere. If you're not careful, you'll blow yourself up.

Singing has experienced many storms, but now

The spray is so big that you will drown yourself if you are not careful.

"Dad, what are you doing? Can't you sit down and talk slowly?" Meng Jing brought the tea and hurriedly comforted.

Meng Fu snorted coldly and sat down again. The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze. Gao Ge stood at a loss. He didn't know what to say. His brain was blank. Even when he saw the Dragon King for the first time, Gao Ge didn't feel so nervous.

"Sing, sit down first." Meng Jing looked and sang.

He nodded and looked at Meng Jing gratefully.

It's better to be your own daughter-in-law.

I know you love people!

Looking at the embarrassed look on Gao Ge's face, Meng Fu felt much better.

Now they seem to be in an antagonistic relationship. They are not happy with singing, and Meng's father is much more comfortable.

When Meng Jing quietly pushed Gao Ge, Gao Ge knew that he needed to break the deadlock at this time.

"Uncle, my mother asked me to come and ask you to eat."

Meng Jing covers her face.

She pushed for a long time, but she sang and said this

However, she also understands singing.

If you are yourself, you may not know what to say.

No

I'm not the bad guy singing.

This will not happen!

"All right, Lao Meng, sing loudly. Isn't this coming? If you want to say something, just say it." Meng's mother couldn't see it and said.

Meng's father glanced at Meng's mother and said, "Xiaojing is not your daughter?"

Meng's mother pinched her waist: "I said Lao Meng, what do you want to do? Rush at me?"

Meng's father's arrogance was quickly beaten down by Meng's mother and became a little uneasy.

"Cough, I didn't say anything. Why are you angry?"

Meng's mother looked at the song and said, "sing, I heard that you are very busy these days?"

Knowing that Meng's mother was helping her change the topic, she sang and quickly seized the opportunity: "yes, some tasks need me to do."

"Is that dangerous?"

"Actually, it's OK. Just pay attention."

"Well, no matter what task, you should put your life safety first." Meng's mother said seriously.

Singing, moved in my heart, nodded quickly.

"Well, he is the leader of Xingchen sect and a big man in the cultivation world. You need to worry about him?" Meng's father is neither Yin nor Yang.

Singing, I feel like I'm going to crack in the next second.

Then Meng's father looked at Meng Jing again.

"Sit on my side."

"I don't know." Meng Jing's attitude is a little tough.

Meng's father was very angry: "what did you say?"

"Singing is my boyfriend. Why can't I sit with him?" Meng Jing said seriously.

She knows that this is not a question of where to sit or not. She needs to express her attitude in this way. She can't let singing alone.

Looking at the appearance of singing at this time, Meng Jing also feels heartache from her heart.

No one knows what kind of person Gao Ge is better than Meng Jing, but she is dignified and confident in singing. Now she is in a state of melancholy and uneasy. She is ten thousand unhappy.