Chapter 287

Sang Mengmeng thinks Wangwang is cute. Monkeys are not so cute because monkeys are too naughty and not good at all.

Although she doesn't know her origin, sang Mengmeng doesn't care very much. She's not the kind of girl who will feel her life experience and feel sorry for herself. After all, she's already worried about her heart. Even if she has no father or mother, it doesn't matter. Anyway, what sang Mengmeng wants to do most is stick to Tang an.

But after all, sang Mengmeng has the same personality and inner as other ordinary people. Naturally, she also wants to have normal families and parents. Although it jumps out of the stone, it is magical... But that is not what sang Mengmeng needs and expects.

Only a guy like Lin Yuling would think it would be fun if he was a monkey jumping out of a stone.

"That's very good. I think she and I are like this." Sang Mengmeng nodded heavily to confirm. She had a light pleasure in her heart. After all, it's one thing not to think about it. Doubts are still piled up in her heart. Tang an can give her a reasonable explanation, and her doubts are solved.

Sang Mengmeng didn't have much emotion, but pouted with regret, "so my mother is also a real mother? But she died a long time ago."

Tang an hasn't heard sang Mengmeng talk about her mother. She died a long time ago... She will die a long time ago, probably an ordinary human. Maybe sang Wuzang married a human woman, which led to the fact that sang Mengmeng and sang YUEYE were twins, but one of them didn't have the ability to change.

Tang an touched sang Mengmeng's head and quickly changed the topic. "Another question, do you think sang YUEYE has mastered the ability of transformation, just like you don't want others to know, sang YUEYE just doesn't want others to know?"

"It's possible." Sang Mengmeng thought carefully, pursed her lips and nodded heavily. "She is such a character. If she can solve anything by herself, she won't let others intervene. If there's something she doesn't want to say, others can't guess, and can't see that she has something on her mind!"

Sang Mengmeng is right. Sang YUEYE is such a character, because she usually doesn't give people a good face, or she has no expression. It's hard to see what's in her heart.

"Then maybe she inherited the spiritual core." Tang an thought. There is no doubt that he is closer to Sang Mengmeng. Even if he had a relationship with sang YUEYE, his personal feeling is really so... But judging from an objective point of view, sang YUEYE's personality, physical quality and various talents are more suitable for inheritance.

Sang Mengmeng's interest is to wear beautiful and lovely clothes every day. She is cute all day and clings to Tang ANSA. It is estimated that she has no great intention to inherit the spiritual core learning. On the contrary, sang YUEYE is a typical Xueba, which is more suitable for some.

"What inherited the spirit core?" Sang Mengmeng asked without knowing why.

"I'll explain to you in detail after I find out about the situation with sang YUEYE." I can't make it clear for a while, let alone whether sang YUEYE is the heir.

"OK, so are you finished with what you want to ask me?" Sang Mengmeng jumped up.

Tang an thought for a moment. After basically asking, sang Mengmeng is really only Xiaobai. She neither knows some mysterious things nor cares much. No wonder she and Zhang Yuying can play together, because they are pure girls and are only interested in things that girls are interested in.

Tang an actually wants to find sang YUEYE again, but it's too late now. Although sang Mengmeng may not care, Tang an feels a little guilty. It's inappropriate to find sang YUEYE at this time.

"Come and visit my room." Sang Mengmeng took Tang an's hand and asked him to stand up and follow him.

Sang Mengmeng's hands are soft and warm. On a cool night, it doesn't make people feel hot when holding them. On the contrary, they are very comfortable and greasy. The thin fingers make people feel like they want to pinch and play with. Looking at her white arms, the waist and ribs show the plump silhouette of the girl with good development. The pajamas swing, making her figure lighter.

Tang an didn't hurry either. He followed behind sang Mengmeng. When sang Mengmeng approached, the falling linen curtain seemed to be blown by the wind and separated to both sides. After Tang an and sang Mengmeng walked in, they found that the balcony was high, and sang Mengmeng's room was sunken. Looking at the past, Tang an actually reminded Tang an of the lobby of Lake Island Hotel, which was broad and far-reaching, The regional structure of various functions makes people feel that there is no exit and no end to the room for a time.

Although Wutong Lane's villa house is the crown of the sea, it is a great idea to think about buying a whole Wutong alley for the rich people like Sang Sang. It is not enough to build enough houses, to arrange the building structure more freely, to allocate the room area more luxurious, and even to design the Garden lakes and rivers of their own gardens with the desire of the heart. Naturally, the Sang family is more willing to place their big house on the outskirts of Zhonghai rather than go to the crowded downtown area of the city and bid up the land price with real estate speculators.

"This room is bigger than my home and Lin Yuling's house." Tang an couldn't help but doubt. The reason why she's not sure is that Lin Yuling's house is not small and has a big yard. Tang an doesn't know how big sang Mengmeng's room is.

"It should be bigger." Sang Mengmeng pulled Tang an to an electronic screen. The screen was four or five meters high and more than ten meters wide. Sang Mengmeng stretched out her hand. The electronic screen separated from the middle, revealing a room full of skirts.

Just now, the electronic screen shows the rooms where sang Mengmeng wears all kinds of skirts. It is estimated that there are hundreds of colorful skirts here.

"Zhang Yuying would go crazy if she saw your room." Tang an smiled. These skirts are the kind of Lolita style dresses. Tang an didn't expect sang Mengmeng to like them so much. He always thought that ordinary girls would dream of being an elegant princess, so they would love such dresses and meet their psychology. However, sang Mengmeng's ordinary life is the same as the princess. How can he still like it?

It seems that what girls like is not so complicated. The key is to think it's good-looking.

"Yes! There are also Hanfu rooms, JK uniform rooms, and JK uniform rooms. Hanfu rooms are a little larger than this, but there are not many skirts and clothes here." Sang Mengmeng's eyes flow and takes Tang an aside.

Sang Mengmeng takes Tang an to another room full of clothes. Here are all Han clothes. Compared with the room in Lolita Dress just now, there are many fewer clothes here, but each one occupies a lot of space.

The materials and workmanship of these Han clothes are quite good. Tang an has seen a lot of cheap Han clothes and studio clothes. Now I think those clothes really can't reproduce the elegance and atmosphere of ancient Chinese clothes. Even if the photos are good-looking, the details of the clothes can't be seen carefully.

But sang Mengmeng didn't show off her clothes. She went to a purple suit and squinted at Tang an. "Do you want me to wear this suit?"

The clothes have been hung up. You can see that the material of the coat is very transparent. It is clearly a fine woven thread, but it can't block the line of sight. The upper edge of the bra is exquisite embroidery, but the hem is also the same transparent material as the coat, especially on the side. You can imagine wearing it on the body to block the chest. The following is a long skirt, the material is not the same, but the hollowed out patterns and weaving lines will make the legs faint while gorgeous.

Tang an felt that if sang Mengmeng wore this suit, he would become a dog immediately. So he looked at her and saw sang Mengmeng chuckling. Obviously, for girls, boys have a feeling that they want to eat but can't eat, which makes them feel a sense of achievement.

"It's said that it was restored according to the clothes of the ancient concubines when they were waiting for their bedtime." Sang Mengmeng took off the clothes, put them in front of her, and sighed, "ancient people really can play."

"The ancient people will play again, and no modern people will play... But think about it carefully, the ancient people don't have so many entertainment activities as now, so they will certainly focus more on... On..." Tang an waved his hand. For a time, he couldn't find serious and scientific words, and always felt that there would be some embarrassing ambiguity.

"Put it in the boudoir!" Sang Mengmeng added with a smile. "It should be said that it is more thought than energy. Many ancient people like to think about strange things. They are those scholars. If they can't have energy, they will think."

Boudoir's pleasure... This word really makes people think about it. Sang Mengmeng is as if nothing had happened. Tang an thinks it must be because she is ready to move in her heart. This topic is obviously historic and cultural!

"Your understanding is too biased. Many ancient unofficial history essays do often describe the weakness of scholars, but in fact, in ancient times, we paid more attention to quality education than we did. Shooting and defending in the six skills of a gentleman are martial arts, which is equivalent to being able to use both guns and drive... No, the defending at that time was driving chariots and carriages, which is more physical exercise than driving now." Tang an said and made a bow and arrow posture, "can't you also shoot arrows?"

"I can not only shoot arrows, but also fight and shoot," Sang Mengmeng said, holding up the suit and blocking her face.

Tang an's Adam's Apple moved. She was not ready to move because of her word. She just couldn't cry or laugh, but she felt that she was so cute and her twisting posture was so attractive.

It seems that sang Mengmeng is no less talented than Zhang Yuying in learning meat jokes and saying something without integrity.