Rebirth: Outstanding

It wasn't until Song Tianyao held hands that he walked from Tai Wo Street to the Morrison Hotel on Kennedy Road, Wan Chai, half a kilometer away, and entered the guest room. Song Tianyao grabbed his waist and fell onto the bed. Meng Wanqing recovered and saw Song Tianyao. Holding her arm around her, her always cold face began to panic, and she was still a little confused. How did she get this man holding hands from the street to the hotel?

When Song Tianyao was on the street, he just held his own hand. The two people walked along the street like lovers and chatted, letting Meng Yuqing slowly dissipate the initial shame, and Song Tianyao began to talk about the poetry of Chu, then calligraphy, and then Talking about tailoring clothes and then Chinese cuisine are all topics that interest Meng Wanqing, especially Song Tianyao's many things that she has never heard of, so she can't help but ask questions. After asking, she will have to think for a while before she can barely understand.

Now being held in his arms by this man, looking at his grinning expression, Meng Yuqing only realized that it was this man who deliberately raised topics of interest to him on the road, and cleverly set up words to lure himself into asking questions and thinking again, unconsciously. Zhong was coaxed into the hotel.

When Song Tianyao saw Meng Wanqing's face first panic, then confused, and finally opened his eyes a little and glared at him shyly, he laughed amused by the continuous change of expression. This expression made the light mature woman who used to look cold and calm. With a little more attractive style, Song Tianyao turned over and pressed Meng Wanqing under him, and said with a smirk: "I just thought of it? It's too late."

Meng Wanqing stretched out two hands to gently support Song Tianyao's chest to prevent him from pressing up, but Song Tianyao immediately stopped and looked at Meng Wanqing. Meng Wanqing was slightly startled by Song Tianyao's sudden stop, and his hands moved from the other's chest. He took it back, bit his lower lip, and said timidly: "You..."

As soon as she lowered her hands, Song Tianyao had already pressed her upper body up, and Meng Wanqing's red lips had been kissed by Song Tianyao...

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Song Tianyao woke up until the door of the hotel room was politely knocked by the waiter in the corridor asking if the guest needed to order dinner, and after a few seconds did he realize that he had forgotten to hang the waiter outside the door of the guest room. With a do not disturb sign, he sent the dedicated waiter outside the door. Song Tianyao turned his face and looked at Meng Yuqing, who was curled up beside him with a smooth back. He reached out and pulled the quilt up to help her cover it, and then went down. The bed picked up the clothes that had been kicked to the ground by the two of them, took out the cigarette and lit it, and returned to the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, smoking the cigarette refreshingly and thinking.

Meng Wanqing actually woke up when the waiter knocked on the door, but she didn't make a sound. After Song Tianyao helped her cover the quilt thoughtfully, and lay back beside her without making a sound, she slowly opened her eyes with her eyelashes, and secretly looked towards her. This man.

"The hotel restaurant will close at ten o'clock in the evening. You can sleep for a while. The woman needs to rest more after the first time." It seems that Meng Luqing's small movements have been noticed long ago. Song Tianyao flicked the ashes and suddenly turned his head to face that it was too late. Said Meng Wanqing, who closed his eyes and pretended to be.

Meng Wanqing’s pretty face slowly turned red again, first hid his body in the quilt for a while, and then the whole person was covered in the quilt, and his head and hands were poked out from the corner of the bed at the end of the bed. The intimate clothing that was accidentally kicked to the ground was picked up, hidden in the quilt, and then put on the side of the bed and looked at Song Tianyao quietly.

"Why don't you talk about pipa with me when you are on the road?" Meng Wanqing asked softly when Song Tianyao finished smoking a cigarette.

Song Tianyao hugged the woman to his waist and abdomen: "I'm not an idiot. I deliberately talked about things you don't like. Waiting for you to recover halfway and scare away?"

"How do you know that I don't like it? My parents don't know." Song Tianyao hugged her face close to the other's abdomen. He noticed that Song Tianyao was not wearing any clothes, so he closed his eyes and helped Song Tianyao lift the quilt upwards. After mentioning it, he opened his eyes and said.

"To please the guests and make money, even if I liked learning pipa at the beginning, I'm afraid I should be tired of staying in the seafood boat for a long time." Song Tianyao's hand passed through the tube top that Meng Yuqing just put on, and covered the other party's puff chest. .

He prefers this kind of adult woman who has released all his charms than the girl who is waiting to be released, just like Meng Luqing next to him at this time, her appearance is cold and her heart is hot and cold, but she is accustomed to the world's cold and warm feelings. Protective color, a typical man's gift, this kind of woman is worth a little bit of effort to hold in his hand.

Meng Wanqing held Song Tianyao's wicked hand across the tube top. When she was touched by Song Tianyao, her voice was soft when she was able to remain calm before: "Don't..."

"At the seafood boat, I asked people to greet you and forbid them to keep you. My uncle opened a tailor shop to make tailors. Because of the bankruptcy of the silver account, all his savings for many years have been emptied, but the tailoring skills should still be there. Have you ever thought about it? Open one, or a small garment factory? You can also open a garment factory for tailoring clothes. You don’t necessarily have to ask a tailor to come and order all of them. It’s good to ask relatives and friends to help and earn some craft money. , Can let him restore some confidence in his comeback, otherwise he will be poor for too long, and his heart will be used to think of himself as a poor person and forget what is hard work." Song Tianyao asked Meng Wanqing.

He checked Meng Wanqing’s family environment. Previously, the Meng family opened a tailor shop in Guangzhou to make a living. The civil war began and the Meng family moved to Hong Kong. They still think that people are tailored to their own business. The squatters are already above and below the earth, otherwise they would not have brought out a pipa who understands poetry, calligraphy and calligraphy. It is a pity that the wealthy Shanghainese came to Xiangjiang, which set off a wave of gold speculation and got many silver accounts. Money shops went bankrupt and closed down. The bank account of the family’s savings was in it. Years of savings were lost. The only son became addicted to opiates. He borrowed money from usury everywhere and managed a middle-class family. Forcing it to depend on the daughter who was raised in the boudoir and took the pipa. The seafood boat makes money and barely makes a living.

Meng Wanqing turned her head, Hei Liang's clear eyes looked at Song Tianyao who spoke. Although she did not speak, the joy in her eyes could not be hidden. She had seen Song Tianyao speak a word, and there were many people from the rivers and lakes and even Yan Xiong's bad guys. When he was running, I also saw him praising his grandeur and politeness, but in her bones, she hated the people of the rivers and lakes and the pleasure seekers on the boat. At this moment, she heard that this man did not speak loudly to show off his wealth and power. He didn’t open his mouth and promised how much money and jewelry to give himself to express his pampering, but his tone was serious, like a warm exchange between husband and wife, persuading his father to continue his tailoring business.

Song Tianyao at this moment is more worthy of trust to Meng Wanqing than Song Tianyao who asked Yan Xiong to kill and save himself to see him overnight.

She was here looking at Song Tianyao who seemed to be thinking about doing business and came to a halt. When she felt that she had no entrustment to inhumane, Song Tianyao's hand continued to wriggle in her chest. When Meng Qingqing recovered, she Song Tianyao has untied the chest-wrap silver chain that had just been fastened.

Song Tianyao turned over again, pressing on the woman: "I just calculated it seriously. The hotel restaurant closes at ten o'clock. The rest period seems to be too abundant, so I might as well do it again."

Meng Wanqing's face blushed and propped Song Tianyao's chest, eyes fixed on Song Tianyao, and shook his head firmly. Song Tianyao looked at the woman under him, and asked, "How indifferent again?"

Meng Wanqing bit her lip, and squeezed a word between her delicate red lips: "It hurts."

The sound is cold and charming, and the jade face is like a fairy.