Meng Tang was exposed mercilessly and kicked Wei Chuan mercilessly under the quilt.
Wei Chuan pretended to grin and let her go down the steps.
He hugged Meng Tang over, held her face and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Meng Tang nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "What time is it?"
"It's almost ten o'clock." Wei Chuan smiled. She asked, "Do you want to get up now?"
But if Wei Chuan wants to train, this is a must.
"I'm asking for leave." Wei Chuan subconsciously rubbed Meng Tang's temples with his fingers, "I can't let you wake up without seeing me."
Meng Tang snuggled up and rubbed against his neck.
Every girl cares about this, and she is no exception.
Wei Chuan patted Meng Tang on the back and said, "Get up and eat, you still haven't given me a gift."
Meng Tang looked up from Wei Chuan's arms: "I said I always feel like I've forgotten something."
It turned out that the birthday gift was not given.
Wei Chuan bumped the tip of her nose: "Were you just thinking about how to capture me last night?"
Mengtang can accept that things are natural between lovers, but he is still shy in the face of teasing.
She pushed Wei Chuan's face away: "Go over, I'm going to get up."
Wei Chuan opened the quilt and got out of bed, then stretched out his hand towards her: "You go and wash up first, I'll order food."
There's still last night in the refrigerator, isn't it? "Is there any leftover cake?" It was so expensive, Meng Tang didn't want to waste it, "Just eat that one."
Wei Chuan understood what she meant, and said, "I'll eat that one, and I'll order something else for you."
That little cake was not enough for him to fill his teeth.
"Okay." Meng Tang took his hand and got out of bed, but suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?" Wei Chuan asked with concern when he saw that she had stopped moving.
Meng Tang shook his head, feeling a little strange.
Wei Chuan belatedly rubbed her waist: "Is it uncomfortable here?"
It wasn't here, but Meng Tang couldn't talk about anything else.
And she practiced large-scale carving on weekdays, and her waist was weak, so she nodded casually.
Wei Chuan said: "After dinner, you lie down on the sofa and I'll give you a massage."
"Okay."
Meng Tang went to the bathroom to wash up.
Wei Chuan laid out the breakfasts one by one. The Western style he ordered this morning was a change.
Meng Tang came to the restaurant and was instantly surrounded by the aroma of wheat and milk.
She took a croissant and two slices of toast from the bread basket.
Wei Chuan pointed to the table: "Unsalted butter and raspberry jam, orange juice or milk?"
Meng Tang said: "Orange juice."
Wei Chuan gave her the orange juice, and brought her a poached egg with chopped black truffle and smoked salmon.
Meng Tang was not picky and sat down to eat breakfast silently.
She was eating at a slower pace than usual. Wei Chuan noticed it and asked, "Is it not to your liking?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "It's pretty good."
Wei Chuan remembered She was used to being with the old man and said, "Why don't you give it to me and I'll order Chinese food for you?"
"Really no need?"
Meng Tang glared at him: "Sit down and eat."
Wei Chuan took the leftover cake from the refrigerator last night and ate breakfast with a bunch of bread sandwiches.
I don’t know if it can be counted as breakfast, after all, it’s already half past ten.
After Meng Tang finished eating, he took his mobile phone and lay down on the sofa. After playing for a short time, he yawned.
I went to bed too late last night, feeling a little tired both physically and mentally.
Meng Tang was just about to take a nap when Wei Chuan came over and pinched her waist as promised.
Meng Tang looked back and smiled: "Doesn't it feel uncomfortable for you to squat?"
"It doesn't feel uncomfortable." Wei Chuan looked at her, "How is your strength?"
Meng Tang said it was okay, but some people pressed the button more diligently.
The phone rang and Meng Tang answered the call.
Meng Tang took a long time to figure it out and said, "It should be Master Su's book. Please help me take it to the dormitory first, thank you."
Wei Chuan saw her hanging up the phone and asked, "Has Su Mian's book been published?"
"It should be, according to the time, it will be published soon."
Mengtang wants to watch it now, but if she wants to go back to school, Wei Chuan will definitely not agree.
He took leave for himself.
"Stop pressing it." Meng Tang pointed to the coffee table, "The drawer is open, and there is a birthday gift inside."
Wei Chuan's eyes lit up, and he laughed as he opened the drawer: "Hide it so tightly?"
"Who hid it. Meng Tang murmured, "I just threw it in last night."
Wei Chuan saw the wooden box with a familiar style and raised his eyes: "You didn't really carve a small wooden statue of me, right?"
Meng Tang sat up and said, "You'll know after you see it for yourself."
Wei Chuan squatted there and opened the box, and a palm-sized portrait of two people came into view.
“I don’t have much time, so I can only carve something as big as this.” Meng Tang was a little embarrassed and explained in passing.
Wei Chuan burst into laughter, his eyes brighter than the stars in the sky.
"I like this, does this wooden sculpture have a name?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "You pick one."
"You..." Wei Chuan pointed at Meng Tang, then to himself, "and me."
Meng Tang clicked. He lowered his head and expressed his affirmation: "It's very good, very intuitive."
Wei Chuan put the little portrait away and said, "I will send it home later. Someone will take care of it at home, so I don't feel safe leaving it here."
Meng Tang touched Wei Chuan's chin and asked, "Are you going home later?"
Wei Chuan did not answer her words, he pounced on her like a big dog that got a bone.
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"I just looked at the circle of friends, and my parents are back." Wei Chuan said, "I didn't go back for my birthday. Let's get together tonight. My mother just sent a message."
"Okay." Meng Tang responded, "I don't know if Dolan still remembers me."
In the past two months, she and Wei Chuan went back twice. Maltese, whom Chu Yin raised, liked her very much. Every time she went there, she would stick to Meng Tang's feet.
“I must remember it.” Wei Chuan stepped aside and sat down on the sofa with his arms around Meng Tang. “If you’re still sleepy, go to sleep. I’ll set an alarm and we’ll go back when you wake up.”
The sofa was uncomfortable no matter how good it was, so Wei Chuan hugged Meng Tang sideways.
Meng Tang frowned, Wei Chuan lowered his head and whispered: "Take you back to the room, and continue sleeping."
Meng Tang stopped moving.
Sleeping for too long will make you dizzy. Within an hour, Wei Chuan wanted to wake Meng Tang up.
But looking at that sleeping face that made one's heart feel soft, emotion still defeated reason.
Wei Chuan almost kept his watch, and after another hour passed, he gently put his palm against Meng Tang's cheek: "Get up."
Meng Tang seemed to feel something, and tilted his head and rubbed it.
"I can't sleep anymore. Get up, eat something and get a cushion and then leave."
Meng Tang opened his eyes and was in a daze for a while before saying, "Go directly. I'll get up and change clothes first."
"That's okay, we have everything to eat at home." Wei Chuan said, taking out his mobile phone, "If there's anything in particular you want to eat, I'll let Auntie cook it."
Meng Tang sat up and said, "Don't bother, I'll eat whatever I have at home."
She opened the quilt and got out of bed.
Just as Wei Chuan was about to follow him, his cell phone rang.
He picked up: "Mom."
Chu Yin: "When will you arrive?"
"Mengtang has just woken up, we will go there right away." Wei Chuan said, "Is there anything to eat at home? We still had dinner at 10:30 in the morning."
Chu Yin: "I am really convinced, there is no adult here. It’s really not good around here.”
Wei Chuan laughed: “Is there any?”
“There are two kinds of Sichuan scallops stewed with golden threads and snow fungus, which were originally prepared for you two. We also made yam, purple sweet potato cake and almond tofu.”
“Thank you, Mom.” Wei Chuan was satisfied, “We will go back soon.”
"Wait a minute." Chu Yin stopped people. "There is something unexpected tonight. Your Uncle Zhao and his wife are here for dinner. Tell Meng Tang not to be formal. We have met once before at the old lady's birthday party."
Chu Yin said with a smile: "It's not because of Meng Tang. He and your dad happened to meet each other outside and took your dad to dinner. Your dad said that you and Meng Tang were going back, and he said cheerfully Come over."
Wei Chuan was amused: "I chatted with Meng Tang for a long time last time, and I'm still here."
"Don't be rude, hang up."
Wei Chuan went to the cloakroom to change his clothes. When he saw Meng Tang wearing a coat, he immediately stepped forward and pulled it open.
Meng Tang protected his collar and looked at him defensively: "What are you doing?"
"It's so cold outside, that's all you're wearing?" Wei Chuan put on a coat himself and retorted.
Meng Tang: "...it's not cold at all. From here to the garage, I got in the car directly. When I got home, it was the same way from the garage to the main house, and there was no contact with any cold air."
Wei Chuan: "I was just afraid of what might happen."
"Don't worry about anything." Meng Tang carefully pulled off the collar of his coat, "The clothes are so expensive and the warmth is so strong that I feel hot in the room now."
The wardrobe was full of clothes sent by Chu Yin, and Meng Tang didn't dare to wear them when he saw the price.
But the size and style are suitable for her, and it would be a waste not to wear them.
After two months, she has become much more comfortable getting clothes out of the closet.
Meng Tang thought at that time that habits are really a terrible thing.
Wei Chuan gave too much, and she was always afraid that she wouldn't be able to catch it.
"Let's go, why are you in a daze?" Wei Chuan hugged Meng Tang and led him out of the door.
"Take your twin statues with you." Meng Tang reminded helplessly.
Wei Chuan said "tsk" and immediately returned to take away his birthday gift.
When I got home, Wei Lifeng and Zhao Xingyan had not arrived yet.
Wei Chuan took Meng Tang's hand, took off her coat and handed it to the nanny beside her.
When Chu Yin saw it, she was still amazed. Is this still her son who opened his mouth when he had food and stretched out his hands when he got clothes?
What have they been trained into?