"Third sister, how can you say that about second sister. Second sister is already married to brother-in-law. No matter how much you like brother-in-law, he's still second sister's husband now." Jing Yan's face was full of unfairness, as he spoke with a bit of complaint, but his gaze was involuntarily chasing after the two's figures.

"Shut up!"

Jing Yi tightly clenched her teeth as she glared at Fu Jingyan. Jing Yan trembled with fear as she hurriedly hid in Jing Xin's embrace, "Big sister … Let's go. "

Everyone looked down upon her. Everyone mocked her, and it was precisely because of Fu Jingzhi that she had become an extremely laughable failure!

"Shh …" We're just sneaking away, so we can't be discovered. " Jingwen pulled up her skirt with one hand and Meng Shaoting with the other. She bent down and passed through the flower garden's small path, and saw the tightly shut gate of the garden at the back.

Meng Shaoting did not refuse, seeing his drunk and revealing such an amusing side, she easily brought him through the corridors, avoiding the young masters who were hugging each other. After passing through a crooked path, they arrived at the garden gate.

"You seem to be familiar with all this?" He held his breath and asked with a deep voice. As he tied up his skirt, he turned his face and gave a bright smile, "When I was young …" During the day in the quiet garden, you were the best at playing hide-and-seek, climbing walls and climbing trees! "

"Help me out." He extended his hand to support her perky butt, but he didn't have any evil intentions. Her slender body borrowed his force to easily climb up the short wall.

"Come on up." She stretched out her hand and smiled under the bright stars.

Meng Shaoting later on thought, that it was because he was crazy that he did such a thing. But then he thought, if he did not twist his leg when he was about to flip over the wall, how would he have been able to enjoy that warm night in his arms?

"Are you alright?" She looked somewhat vexedly at his face pale from the pain. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have urged you to climb the wall."

Meng Shaoting waved his hand: "Help me to the carriage, it's a bit far." He looked at her and felt that she was too delicate. His figure had just reached his chest and he was afraid that she would not be able to support him.

"Alright, don't step on the ground with your left foot. Try to lean on me." Quiet And Steadfast's head hurt a little, but he still tried his best to help Ye Zichen move forward.

He really was very heavy, he had a weight of one hundred and eighty-five, but she only had a length of one hundred and sixty-three, neither too long nor too short, and after they walked for a long time they finally reached the car, knowing that they were almost unable to speak, she leaned against the car, gasping for breath, the tip of her nose was covered with beads of perspiration. Meng Shaoting stared at her, not knowing if it was alcohol or fatigue, her skin was pink and clear, a few strands of wet hair stuck to her cheek.