Mr. Wang and Mr. Meng together

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one,

Mr. Wang and Mr. Meng have been together for three years.

Harmonious and peaceful, respect each other as guests, no sex life.

Mr. Wang is three years younger than Mr. Meng. Mr. Wang just graduated from university when the two got together.

On the day of graduation, Mr. Wang, who was still a classmate of Wang, found a time and booked a very high-end restaurant. He mustered up the courage to confess his love to a girl he liked in the department with a blushing face.

The girl's name was Qian Yinyin, and Mr. Wang called her by her nickname as soon as he opened his mouth. He thought he was gentle and reserved. He tapped on the table, looked around with his eyes, and his eyes froze behind him.

Regardless of whether he finished speaking or even saying hello, Miss Qian passed him directly, smiling like a flower, and enthusiastically pulled a man over, her voice was sweet and beautiful, and she called sweetly 'Brother Meng'.

This man is Mr. Meng who is with Mr. Wang now.

Not as tall and handsome as Mr. Wang at 187, but he has won the heart of a girl he has had a crush on for two years.

Mr. Wang was a little unconvinced, but he was also silently wondering if there was something better about this man than himself. For a moment, he felt wronged and sour. Before the waiter served the food, he couldn't stand it anymore. gone.

When he was leaving, he passed that Mr. Meng, and glanced behind the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and saw those dark but gentle eyes that seemed to be fogged.

Then things developed strangely and quickly.

That Miss Qian married another man, and Mr. Wang and Mr. Meng, who suddenly fell out of love, had been together for three years for no reason. Regarding the matter, Mr. Wang was even displeased from the bottom of his heart for Qian Yinyin's practice of abandoning Mr. Meng and marrying someone else.

Mr. Meng is gentle and mature, charming and charming. Occasionally, when he smiles at him, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, as if there is a pool of water.

He can also cook, and a table of dishes is deliciously cooked, full of color and fragrance. Every day when he comes home hungry, he can't wait to swallow the dishes together with the plate.

The figure is also very good. At night, the two of them sleep on the same bed. Occasionally, when Mr. Meng clings to him unconsciously in his sleep, he can feel his slender and flexible body warm slightly in his arms, which makes him hide in the dark. Li's face was so hot that it was unbearable. Several times, an indescribable part of Mr. Wang was hardened into a branding iron because of Mr. Meng's unknowing behavior, but because he was afraid of disturbing Mr. Meng, he could only hold it all night. , that feeling is simply painful and sweet.

The more Mr. Wang thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that Qian Yinyin had a problem with her eyes, and that's why she married that upstart man.

I also feel that I am really lucky to be able to sleep in the same bed with Mr. Meng who is so nice that he wants to express his love all the time, even if he can't do anything, he just wakes up every morning and sees Mr. Meng was lying beside him, and he also felt so happy that he was so happy, just watching Mr. Meng showing a dazed and cute look that was different from his usual maturity and stability, seeing him open his eyes in a daze, and then rubbing them, reacting unresponsively. Saying good morning to himself, Mr. Wang felt like he had eaten a sugar that was so sweet that it melted in his mouth and was so sweet in his heart.

two,

It was said that they were together for three years, and it was indeed three years, a complete three years.

Because tomorrow is their three-year anniversary together.

A day that is neither big nor small, neither very important nor particularly unimportant.

The size is so embarrassing that Mr. Wang has been worrying all day whether he should commemorate it solemnly.

If so, what should be done?Should Mr. Meng go out to watch a movie, and then find a high-end restaurant for a romantic candlelight dinner, or leave some surprises and suspense.

As for the surprise and suspense, Mr. Wang has already conceived it.

He can go downstairs first, and order a bouquet of roses from the flower shop that Mr. Meng often goes to. He wants a large bouquet of 99 roses, the kind that can cover people with hugs.Then go out, go to the jewelry store to carefully choose a pair of rings, hide them in the flowers, and wait for Mr. Meng to come back from work, quickly hide them in an inconspicuous place in the living room, and finally confess, take out the flowers as if by magic, and kneel on one knee He said to him affectionately: Mr. Meng, I have liked you for a long time, let's be together, the real one.

It's a very old-fashioned confession routine, but just thinking about it, anticipating the surprise or joyful expression that may appear on Mr. Meng's face, his brain and heart are excited, and he can't wait for today to be the next day , in front of him is not the rigid office computer, but the gentle and beautiful Mr. Meng.

God!Time flies so slowly, why can't he get off work yet!

Mr. Wang glanced at the time displayed on the computer and slammed down the table depressed.

When I got home, there was already a lively movement in the kitchen.

The teapot for boiling water hummed, and the spout of the teapot sprayed out white mist; the microwave oven gave a crisp and cheerful "ding" sound; the kitchen knife was cutting the beef for dinner on the chopping board;

Mr. Wang put down his bag and went around lightly.

Mr. Meng was chopping vegetables, with his head bowed, exposing a small protruding part of the back of his neck. He was wearing a thin sweater and a pink apron as a gift when he bought kitchen utensils, which was not very awkward.

Mr. Wang grinned foolishly, and Mr. Meng turned his head to look at him when he heard the movement, and smiled too.

"So happy, salary increase?"

He shook his head, stared at his toes, endured it, couldn't help it, and looked into Mr. Meng's eyes.

"tomorrow......"

"What's going on tomorrow?"

Mr. Wang looked puzzled at him, as if he really didn't think about it, and felt a little lost in his heart, but it lasted for a while.

"It's nothing! I just want to say that the weather will be very good tomorrow, you have to remind me to dry the quilt."

Mr. Meng adjusted his glasses, handed him the sliced ​​beef on a plate, and laughed.

"I see, help me bring the beef over, we should have dinner."

Mr. Wang took the beef, and when he turned around, his handsome face immediately collapsed, and his expression became very annoyed.

Why does he always act so stupid in front of Mr. Meng! ! !

After dinner, Mr. Wang stayed to clean up the dishes, and Mr. Meng went back to work in the study.

He is a high-achieving student who returned from studying abroad. After returning to China, he worked in a large company. The salary was very good, but sometimes he had a lot of work and needed to complete it during off-duty hours.

While dealing with documents, Mr. Meng thought of Mr. Wang's obvious strange behavior before dinner. He really counted the time carefully, and finally vaguely remembered that tomorrow is indeed a somewhat special day.

Is that what he thought?

Mr. Meng took off his glasses and rubbed his pantothenic eyes, and when he heard Mr. Wang's knock on the door calling him to rest, a slight blush appeared on his cheeks.

Is it really what he thinks?

At night, the 'ignorant' Mr. Meng fell asleep in Mr. Wang's arms 'unconsciously' again.

Mr. Wang crossed his legs, secretly happy and in pain.

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