Chapter 4771 (1/2)

Meng Yilang's attitude towards the meal was dispensable, but peace was so important that Meng Yilang couldn't help paying more attention. At night, when he saw the peace after busy leading a dream in front of the exile stage, another figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Meng Yilang, the charming little girl, always subconsciously stretched the corners of her lips and unconsciously tilted them up slowly, revealing a soothing and pleasant arc.

Although Anning has been drifting away from the stage to cook, her eyes have always stayed on Meng Yilang. Seeing Meng Yilang's eyes start to look far away, she knows that Meng Yilang sees another person through herself.

The person who can make Meng Yilang feel happy, except song Qingyang, Anning doesn't want to be the second person.

Looking at her cooking, she can think of song Qingyang. It can be seen that Meng Yilang's feelings for song Qingyang are deeper than she imagined.

Anning took a deep breath, suppressed her anxiety and finished the last dinner.

Anning has no acting skills, and her ambition is close to nothing. She has done nothing less against the fans of the media, but she is still popular. Up to now, in addition to the operation of Meng Yilang, Anning's face is really beautiful. Even if Meng Yilang has decided to marry song Qingyang, she can't help but praise Anning's face.

Anning's face is only the size of a palm, the shape of the lip flap is perfect, and the lip color is very healthy pink. The feeling of the lip flap is like jelly, with glittering light. The bridge of the nose is delicate and straight. A pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes rise slightly at the end of the eyes when smiling, folding out wrinkles like peach petals, but bringing out a touch of the cunning unique to the little fox. Such a woman, At first glance, it is a flower held in the palm of the hand and gently cared for. It can't cook.

Anning has been with Meng Yilang for five years and has never cooked a meal. Meng Yilang naturally thinks so, so he has no expectations for this meal, but when he takes the first bite, he is stunned.

It tastes better than his favorite private dish.

I thought Anning would only serve people with sex, but I didn't expect to have this skill.

Perhaps today's peaceful performance was greatly unexpected, or perhaps the food prepared by peaceful was really too much to his taste. Meng Yilang praised for the first time: ”good.”

For Meng Yilang's praise, she hung her lips peacefully and shallowly. Her smile was as fragile as the layer of ice on the lake that would melt and disappear at any time in spring, which made her beautiful face a little more broken.

After dinner, Meng Yilang took up her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. Looking at the quiet peace she had maintained since she said goodbye, she thought that she had been with her for five years. She couldn't help but move her compassion and said, ”if there's anything in the future, you can come to me.”

Meng Yilang is not a good friend. When he is in a good mood, he seems like the most gentleman rich man in the world. He can do many things for women that others seem incredible, but if he is in a bad mood, he will become the most cruel tyrant in history. He is so violent and perverse that people dare not breathe.

There are seven or eight of Meng Yilang's women. When she separated from those women, Meng Yilang never thought about the option of meeting or offering help again.

In his opinion, the relationship between men and women is almost equal to the payment of money and goods.

He has paid the corresponding money. Naturally, there is no need to continue to pay for the after-sales of the goods.

Anning is the first and only woman who wants to pay for her after-sales service.