Chapter 1058

Mr. and Mrs. Chen Dahai seldom think of that past.

They owe their son.

"We can't help it. Someone always has a way." Li Yufen said.

"Give it to Yang Song." Chen Dahai said, "I heard he went to buy a villa today."

"What villa does he buy? Can't we give him one?"

"That's too abrupt. Yang Song is not greedy."

Yang Song on the other side of the city: I don't think you know me.

"Give him a piece of land and what kind of house you want to build by yourself." When Chen Dahai asked for his cell phone, he called his assistant "Yes... That's the land. Make a property right transfer and give it to Yang Song. Yes, Yang Song of Baifeng Pavilion. Which other Yang Song in the world?"

"Do it in three days."

In the eastern villa area, Chen Ming parked his car there. Yang Song provided the owner information and they were allowed to enter.

In front of villa 12, Meng Shihan pinched Yang Song's waist: "honey, didn't you say a small house?"

This is clearly the largest one in the whole villa area.

Yang Song said: "learn to see the essence through the phenomenon. Isn't this villa just a collection of countless small houses?"

"Well, don't make a fuss. Go in and have a look and choose a room!"

There are no servants in the villa, but there are robot housekeepers and several cleaning robots under it.

It can also be called cleaning. The room is very clean. The flowers in the vase on each table bloom just right.

This is a gift for buying a villa.

Yang Song is in a great mood.

Chen Ming and Meng Shihan first turned over the room on the first floor and were about to run to the second floor.

Yang song called, "you are only allowed to choose on the first and second floors. The third floor is my room with Shihan. You are not allowed to choose."

Shen Huaizhao takes the lead in running upstairs. Chen Ming smiles like an old driver at Yang Song and runs away before Yang Song gets angry.

Meng Shihan is still in a little mood. Yang Song lied to her.

Yang Song, who can successfully catch up with his girlfriend and turn her into his fiancee, has a spectrum in his heart.

Meng Shihan was angry. He didn't know why. He directly carried the man on his shoulder and went upstairs.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Meng Shihan hugged Yang Song in fear and held him tightly for fear of falling down.

"Aren't you tired? I'll take you. On the second floor, there are the latest massage chairs in our room." Yang Song smiled.

He loved her, she was tired, and there was a massage chair.

Eh, there seems to be something missing.

"You said our room?" Meng Shihan was very excited.

How many times has she played tricks? Yang songleng didn't take the bait or even ignored it.

Are they finally going to live together this time?

"Yes." Yang Song changed the person into a princess and looked forward to seeing his fiancee's blushing face.

"We share the same bedroom?"

"Yes."

"The same bed?"

"Yes."

The trend of the plot is different from what Yang Song expected.

When I entered the room, I saw the huge bed.

Meng Shihan was more excited: "don't massage chair, don't it, put it on the bed for me."

"What's the matter? Aren't you tired?" Chen Ming has some doubts.

"Leave it alone and put me up." Meng Shihan kicked his thigh to urge him.

Yang Song knelt on one knee on the bed and carefully put Meng Shihan on it.

Who knows, Meng Shihan hugged his neck and didn't let go. He leaned back and took Yang Song to the bed.

Well, stack high.

"I'm so happy to finally sleep with you!" Meng Shihan's pink lips didn't know when they became purplish red. Without hesitation, he stood up and turned over to overwhelm Yang Song.

what the fuck! What a fierce woman did he find as a girlfriend?

Yang Song was so frightened that he had no time to think.

Of course, the best is the daughter-in-law's lips, which is really irresistible.

Yang Song's right hand is in the middle of his daughter-in-law's back, and his index finger and middle finger are ingenious.

The sound of the iron button being opened was particularly clear in the heat.

Yang Song is waiting to go further, but Meng Shihan suddenly retreats and pulls the thin cover to cover himself.

"What's the matter?" Why not continue? You lit the fire.

Yang Song has countless questions.

Meng Shihan said, "I haven't taken a bath yet."

Yang Song: "what bath? Didn't you take it before you went out?"

"That's different." Meng Shihan pinched the quilt horn: "anyway, I have to take a bath. This night means different to us."

How can it be different?

Isn't that the beginning of what?

Yang Song said, "then wash it quickly. Will ten minutes be enough?"

"Not enough, at least an hour."

"Can't you wash it faster?"

"It's fast." She used to wear all kinds of uniforms to hook up with Yang Song. She had to wash it for at least three hours. She had to be beautiful in every corner of her body.

Yang Songqing's tendons burst: "I can't wait for an hour."

He is in this state now. If Meng Shihan can't

"That half hour can't be less. It's our wedding night. We can't be careless. Don't you want me to be beautiful?"

"Aunt, you are already very beautiful!"

"It's not enough now." Meng Shihan held his cerebellar bag high and said, "I must make you amazing and make you remember deeply."

Lest you be seduced and run away by the flirtatious bitch outside.

Meng Shihan's logic is: as long as my mother is beautiful enough, the wild flowers outside don't want to hook up with her man.

Yang Song: then go.

Meng Shihan went into the bathroom wrapped in a quilt and looked at her back. Yang Song was very helpless: she had been honest with each other just now. What's the significance of her wrapping so tightly?

"Honey, I forgot to bring my uniform!" Meng Shihan's tone was surprised and nervous. It was not as winning and charming as when Yang Song was pressed below.

"Little things." Yang Songxin said, "what kind of war clothes do you wear? When you turn off the lights later, aren't they all the same? "

"No, you go and get it for me."

Yang Song:

"Do you mean to go back to Baifeng Pavilion and bring it?"

That's more than half an hour.

What's more, there may be a traffic jam now.

"Yes."

"Can't you take it?"

"No, there must be war clothes." Meng Shihan was determined: "if you don't go, I'll take it myself."

"Make complaints about it," Yang Song whispered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing." Yang Song sighed, got up and drank a glass of ice water. Before Meng Shihan spoke again, he said, "honey, you are really tired today. Have a good rest. Let's talk next time."

"Well, I went to sleep next door."

Then the door closed.

Meng Shihan heard it and rushed out of the bathroom to see the empty room and the slightly messy bed.

There was a half silence. She stamped her feet wrongfully, and her eyes were red:

"I didn't sleep with you again!"

How many times has she failed? Success is imminent.

"This dog man, sooner or later, I will make you cry and beg for mercy!"

Meng Shihan had a good dream that night.

Yang Song almost stayed up all night.