Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Mr. Xiao’s study had a strong aroma of tea. Except for a large and elegant desk, everything else looked ordinary. Of course, this was just ordinary in Meng Ting’s eyes. There were few tables and chairs here that had no origin.
Mr. Xiao loved calligraphy. In addition to some calligraphy by famous artists, there were also some of his own on the wall. He looked at Yan Sui and asked, “Can you write?”
Yan Sui nodded when he heard this, “I studied with my grandpa for a few years.”
When the old man gave up his position, Yan Sui didn’t refuse. He walked up and started writing. The three words were written immediately.
But it was Meng Ting’s original name in the Xiao family, “Xiao Zinuo.”
Meng Ting naturally knew these three words. He looked at Yan Sui, his eyes curled up, “It’s so beautifully written.”
“You children love each other….” Mr. Xiao couldn’t help but comment. Yan Sui’s writing was supposed to be sharp, but these three words at the end showed a kind of iron-blooded tenderness.
It was not that Yan Sui’s calligraphy had deteriorated, but that he thought of the owner of the name when he was writing, and he softened unconsciously. Maybe using different words would not give people this feeling, but Yan Sui chose to write these three words.
He also wanted to emphasize the importance of Meng Ting for him to Mr. Xiao.
As for the half sentence before this comment, Yan Sui couldn’t say anything about it. He just loved and wanted to protect Meng Ting, and he also had the capital and strength. The hero was short of breath… He really couldn’t get enough of Yan Sui.
Meng Ting couldn’t understand where Mr. Xiao’s words came from, but he also felt that it was not a particularly good thing. He looked at Mr. Xiao and argued with reason, “What kind of children… Yan Sui and I are both men. Also Yan Sui’s writing is better than grandpa’s.”
After hearing this, Mr. Xiao glared at Meng Ting again, but then Meng Ting turned his head to look at Yan Sui, as if he was afraid that Mr. Xiao’s words would hurt him. “It’s really good, I think it’s good.”
Yan Sui smiled softly when he heard this and raised his hand to rub Meng Ting’s hair.
Mr. Xiao took another breath in his heart. He no longer competed with Yan Sui in calligraphy. He had no choice as he had made Meng Ting feel that he had bullied Yan Sui. They started talking directly, about the Yan family, about the Yan family, about the Meng family, and even about the various things happening in the Yan family in F country.
Speaking of these, Meng Ting stopped speaking casually. He sat obediently next to Yan Sui. If he could understand, he would listen. If he didn’t understand, but he really wanted to know, he would write it down and wait until it was just him and Yan Sui, to ask again.
After talking for almost two hours, there was a knock on the door to remind them that dinner was about to be served. Mr. Xiao and Yan Sui ended the conversation here.
“After eating, have a good rest. There will be more guests in the evening.”
“Yes, we will,” Yan Sui responded and took Meng Ting out of the study first. They didn’t go to eat right away. They went to the third floor to the room Ning Zhou had personally decorated for Meng Ting.
As soon as the door to the room closed, Meng Ting no longer suppressed his thoughts. He put his arms around Yan Sui’s waist and led him to the bed. When Yan Sui lay down, he also laid down on Yan Sui’s chest.
Yan Sui raised his hand to rub Meng Ting’s hair and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, I just want to hold you,” Meng Ting responded, and then wrapped his arms tighter around Yan Sui.
Yan Sui thought about it for a moment and could understand that Meng Ting himself couldn’t understand the discomfort he had feeling since he first arrived at Xiao’s house, so he just let him push him down and hug him tightly.
Meng Ting hugged Yan Sui for a while, then let go slightly. He moved up again, and then kissed Yan Sui’s cheek.
Yan Sui turned his head and came over. Meng Ting looked for his lips again and kissed him. After a rough kiss, Yan Sui was also a little excited. He held his cheeks and the two of them rolled on the bed, and the more they kissed, the harder it became to handle.
But at this time, the door to the room was suddenly opened. Yan Sui rolled up the quilt and wrapped it around Meng Ting. He turned to look and saw the person who pushed the door open with a cold look on his face. “Get out.”
Just saying get out was already Yan Sui showing self-restraint to save the other person some face. But his gaze and tone were still scary.
“Yes, I’m sorry, I…I came here to ask you to eat.”
Xiao Zilu was frightened by Yan Sui’s cold voice. She hurriedly exited, but she didn’t close the door.
Xiao Zimo came out of the next room. He walked over with a dark face, closed the door of Meng Ting’s room first, and then taught her a lesson.
“Zilu! Not knocking before entering the room. Where is your upbringing?”
Even if Yan Sui and Meng Ting were not doing anything, it was extremely impolite of Xiao Zilu to push the door in like this. Meng Ting and Yan Sui finally returned home and if they were left with any bad memories and impressions, how could she afford it?
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