Chapter 487 Gao Mengting: I’m eating spicy strips!

Chapter 487 Gao Mengting: I’m eating spicy strips!

Chapter 487 Gao Mengting: I’m eating spicy strips!
"Come on, Feifei, get in the car quickly." Gao Mengting's voice came, and Hou Feifei was startled and quickly came back to her senses.

He swallowed hard, bent down and got into the car.

"Bang——" The moment the car door opened, the whole world seemed to be isolated.

The soft leather seat wrapped around her body and the air was filled with a light scent of high-end fragrance.

"Mengting, which neighborhood do you live in?"

"Huaxing Homeland is less than two kilometers away from here."

"Okay." Tang Song set up the navigation and fastened his seat belt.

Accompanied by the low and rich engine sound, the Bentley Mulsanne slowly started.

The neon lights and crowds of people outside the window passed by quickly.

Hou Feifei's face flushed, and she took a deep breath nervously, feeling an unprecedented experience.

Then, she glanced at Tang Song and her best friend around her out of the corner of her eyes, still somewhat incredulous.

Hou Feifei and Gao Mengting are childhood friends and best friends, and are the most familiar friends.

Suddenly she found out that the other party had become a wealthy woman and had such a boyfriend. The shock she felt in her heart was beyond words.

"Hiss—it hurts!" Hou Feifei screamed, quickly turned her head to look at her best friend, and whispered, "Why are you pinching me? Tingting."

Gao Mengting shook her phone and said unkindly, "Why didn't you tell me that you answered the phone, and you called Tang Song over?"

"This...this..." Hou Feifei hesitated a bit, feeling a little guilty, and then stiffened her neck and said, "You're still talking about me. You didn't even tell me that you have a boyfriend. Are we still best friends?"

Hearing the word "boyfriend", Gao Mengting blushed and whispered, "Don't tell anyone about this."

Hou Feifei looked puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Gao Mengting glared at her and said seriously, "Why so many whys? Anyway, I can't tell you."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, rich lady Tingting." Hou Feifei muttered, turned her head to look at Tang Song in the main driving seat, and said shyly: "Um... I'm sorry, Tang Song, I... I was just joking before."

If she gets out that she chatted up her best friend's boyfriend on the street, she will never be able to hold her head up again.

"It's okay, haha." Tang Song smiled and waved his hands, "I think it's quite interesting. By the way, Mengting, have you and Feifei known each other since childhood?"

"Well, we grew up in the same neighborhood and later went to the same high school." Gao Mengting started talking to Tang Song about her past with a gentle smile on her face.

Hou Feifei occasionally interjected a few words, and the atmosphere became relaxed and easy.

A few minutes later.

The Bentley Mulsanne slowly arrived at the north gate of Huaxing Home.

Gao Mengting rolled down the car window and said something to the security guard. To the other party's astonishment, the car slowly drove in and parked in an empty space downstairs.

"Thank you Tang Song, I'll go home first, you guys chat, bye."

"Bye." "Bye."

Hou Feifei waved to the two of them, winked at Gao Mengting, got out of the car, carefully closed the door, glanced at the majestic Bentley Mulsanne, and then quickly walked towards the building where her home was.

The car suddenly became quiet.

Tang Song unbuckled his seat belt, turned around and looked at Gao Mengting with a faint smile on his lips.

Gao Mengting twisted her body unnaturally and said softly, "It's all the fault of that damn girl Feifei. Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay. I missed you a lot anyway. I'm happy to be here to accompany you."

"Oh." Gao Mengting smiled and put her bag on her legs. "I'm happy too. Thank you."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the sounds of doors opening were heard one after another.

In the neighborhood at night, the street lights cast a soft light, quiet and peaceful.

The damp evening breeze ruffled their hair.

Gao Mengting stroked her temples gently, "It's getting late, so... goodbye, I may come to see you later tomorrow."

After saying that, she looked at Tang Songliu's handsome face, as if waiting for him to say something.

"OK Bye Bye."

Gao Mengting lowered her head slightly, turned and walked towards the unit door.

She took out the key from her bag and swiped the door opener.

Gao Mengting looked back at her partner in the night and waved again, "Tell me when you get to the hotel, and drive carefully on the road."

After saying that, he walked in.

Huaxing Home is an old residential area built in 2000, with all the old 6-story residential buildings.

Gao Mengting slowly walked up the somewhat dilapidated stairs, stamping her feet from time to time.

When she reached the third floor, she looked down through the glass window in the corridor.

The Bentley had disappeared.

A feeling of loss slowly welled up from deep within my heart.

In fact, she was a little expecting Tang Song to take the initiative to say, "Do you want me to come up and sit for you?" or "Say hello to your parents."

But it was obvious that he didn't mean that.

Gao Mengting is not the type of person who likes to fight for things. What she wants is a love that comes naturally, so naturally she won't force him.

She bit her lip and soon a bright smile appeared on her face again.

I continued to climb up two floors and arrived at the door of 501. Just as I raised my hand, the door suddenly opened.

A tall and strong figure appeared at the door. It was my father Gao Jinshan.

Gao Mengting was stunned for a moment, then she smiled brightly: "Dad!"

"Haha, as soon as I heard the footsteps, I knew it was my daughter who came back. Come in quickly!" Gao Jinshan's voice was loud and warm with a strong northeastern accent, making the corridor buzz.

As she was talking, her mother Zhao Suyun came over quickly, "Oh, my daughter is finally back. Come in, I made some pork rib soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!"

Before Gao Mengting could react, she was dragged into the house by her mother.

The familiar smell rushed into her nose, and she took a deep breath, as if all her fatigue was suddenly relieved.

"Mom, why are you making another soup? Feifei and I just had a barbecue."

"Barbecue is not a serious meal! You haven't been home for seven or eight months, and you've lost weight again." Zhao Suyun muttered as she served her a bowl of steaming pork rib soup.

Gao Mengting held the hot bowl of soup, her eyes feeling a little sore.

She left home after the New Year, and then her classmates betrayed her and her store went bankrupt. She couldn't even eat during that time.

Later, I started a business with Tang Song, and only now have I felt a little relieved.

Compared to the Chinese New Year period, she is indeed ten pounds thinner now.

In the cozy living room, the sounds of chatting and laughter can be heard one after another.

After drinking the soup, Gao Mengting sniffed the strong barbecue smell on her body and turned back to her small bedroom.

I opened the closet and saw a lot of clothes neatly arranged inside.

Because she used to be in the clothing business, she and her parents have a lot of clothes.

After rummaging through the books for a while, her eyes flickered and she deliberately picked out a beige high-necked sweater, which was somewhat similar to Tang Song's.

After changing clothes and walking out of the bedroom again, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Coming!" Father Gao Jinshan responded and got up to open the door.

The door opened and a slightly plump man who was less than fifty years old walked in.

He was wearing a slightly loose floral shirt, holding a cigarette in his hand and with a kind smile on his face.

Gao Mengting stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Guoqing."

Zhang Guoqing grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "I just heard Lao Gao's laughter in the room, and I guessed it was my daughter who came back, and it turned out to be true."

Gao Jinshan laughed, "I'm so happy! My Mengting hasn't come back for eight months. This time she finally came to see us. How can I not be happy?"

Zhang Guoqing nodded, his eyes falling on Gao Mengting, "Oh, this girl is getting more and more beautiful, even prettier than the stars on TV."

Gao Mengting lowered her head and smiled: "Uncle Guoqing always says nice things."

"Hey, don't be so modest!" Zhang Guoqing waved his hand, his tone revealing a hint of ridicule, "I heard from your dad that you opened a company in Yancheng, made a lot of money, and are now a big boss. Wow, that's incredible."

Gao Mengting glared at her father and said, "Dad, you are showing off again! It's not that exaggerated."

Her father was a good man in every other respect, except that he liked to drink a little and brag.

"My daughter is successful, shouldn't I be happy?" Gao Jinshan smiled with a rosy face, and then pretended to be distressed: "Alas, everything else is good, but she is so busy with her career that she doesn't even have a partner."

When people reach this age, they have basically settled down, and the competition between them, to put it bluntly, is about the development and health of their children.

His daughter has always been his pride. She has been an excellent student since childhood, has been earning her own money since college, and even bought a car and opened a shop after graduation.

Later, the store failed, and the old couple originally wanted her to return to Wushan to develop her career. They even thought of spending money to get her a job in a state-owned enterprise.

Who would have thought that my daughter would strive to do well and start a clothing company in partnership with others.

Although he may not have made much money at the beginning, it did not stop him from bragging about it occasionally.

His mother Zhao Suyun also said, "That's not good. She's so old and she hasn't even had a boyfriend. Unlike your daughter Xixi, she's going to get married soon. Old Zhang, you can just wait to have a grandchild."

"I'm looking forward to it!" Zhang Guoqing laughed twice, took out a box of soft Zhonghua from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it over, "My son-in-law sent me one this day, saying it was a welfare from the company. Lao Gao, want one?"

"Oh, China! Good stuff! Zhibin is a filial and capable child." Gao Jinshan took the cigarette and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

Zhang Guoqing waved his hand, his tone calm but somewhat proud: "In addition to Zhonghua, he also left me two bottles of Mengzhilan Mengsan, so that I can drink it slowly. I'll ask Lao Sun and others to come to my house to get some pickled vegetables, braised food, peanuts, etc., and we can have two cups together."

"That's great." Gao Jinshan took out his lighter and took a puff of cigarette, with an envious look on his face.

Zhang Guoqing's future son-in-law works in a large local enterprise and is also a small leader. He sends Zhang Guoqing some good things from time to time.

He doesn't have any big hobbies, just smoking and drinking.

When I heard that the other party was using the Dream 3 and Soft Zhonghua, I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

As she was speaking, Gao Mengting's cell phone suddenly rang.

The three people who were chatting and laughing stopped immediately.

Gao Mengting looked at the screen, was slightly startled, and without bothering to hide anything, she answered the call anxiously.

"Hello? Tang Song, what's wrong?"

They had just been separated for about 10 minutes, and no matter how fast Tang Song ran, there was no way he could get to the hotel. What she feared most was that something might happen on the way.

Soon, a familiar voice came from the receiver: "It's okay, I just missed you."

Gao Mengting breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the side, and said softly: "Be careful when driving on the road, and don't be distracted by making phone calls."

"Don't worry, I won't." Tang Song smiled and suddenly said, "Partner, when I come to Wushan, shouldn't I go to your house and meet my uncle and aunt?"

Gao Mengting's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and she asked nervously, "Do you... do you want to come?"

Tang Song asked directly: "Then do you want me to go?"

Gao Mengting was silent for a moment, looked in the direction of her parents, and said "hmm" with her cheeks hot.

"OK, help me open the door downstairs."

The voice just fell.

"Ding-ling-ling——" The access phone at the entrance suddenly rang urgently.

Immediately afterwards, the call with Tang Song was hung up.

Gao Mengting's eyes widened and she realized something instantly.

Gao Jinshan, the father who happened to be standing at the door, picked up the intercom phone and said in a muffled voice, "Hello? Who is this?"

"Dad! It's my friend!" Gao Mengting shouted, rushed over quickly and pressed the unlock button. Gao Jinshan was stunned, put down the phone, and asked in surprise: "Tingting, why are you so excited? Which friend?"

"No...it's okay. He's a friend from Yancheng, and he's visiting our house for the first time." Gao Mengting looked flustered.

Tang Song suddenly came to her house, and his identity was naturally her boyfriend. She didn't know what to say, after all, there was no preparation beforehand.

"A friend from Yancheng?" Mother Zhao Suyun was more attentive. She stood up suddenly and asked with a happy face, "A boy?"

"Uh..." Gao Mengting whispered: "Yeah."

"Oh my! Why didn't you tell me in advance? We're not prepared at all!" Zhao Suyun quickly began to pack up the things on the coffee table.

Gao Jinshan also noticed something unusual, "Tingting, is this boy a colleague from your company?"

"That's the partner I mentioned."

"The one who helped you? You should thank him for that."

Zhang Guoqing, who was standing next to him, noticed something unusual and said with a smile, "So it's your business partner. I wonder if it's your boyfriend, Mengting?"

As soon as this question was asked.

Zhao Suyun and Gao Jinshan also looked straight at their daughters.

Gao Mengting's face instantly turned red, her lips moved, and she stammered, "I guess... I guess... Anyway, it was just... At the beginning..."

At this moment, heavy footsteps were heard through the door.

Then, "Knock, knock, knock—" a very rhythmic knock on the door was heard.

"When the person arrives, I'll open the door." Gao Mengting gritted her teeth, grasped the door handle, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

What came into view was the familiar figure of Tang Song.

He had a sunny smile on his face and two cardboard boxes were placed at his feet.

Gao Jinshan and Zhao Suyun stood there in a daze, looking back and forth at Tang Song, their faces full of surprise and astonishment.

They had heard their daughter mention such a partner before, but they never imagined that he would look like this.

He has a straight posture, is tall and strong, has handsome features, and is extremely energetic!
"Mengting." Tang Song called softly and nodded to the three elders in the living room.

Gao Mengting's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest, "Dad, Mom, this is Tang Song."

Then, she pointed at her parents and introduced them: "This is my dad, my mom, and Uncle Zhang."

Tang Song smiled slightly, bent down and picked up the two boxes on the ground. His movements were graceful and calm, and his voice was gentle and polite: "Hello, uncle and aunt, I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night."

Zhang Guoqing stood aside, staring at the two boxes in Tang Song's hands, and his throat rolled unconsciously.

Zhao Suyun was the first to react. She quickly pushed aside her daughter who was blocking the door and greeted her enthusiastically, "Hey, come in quickly! Don't stand at the door and get blown by the wind!"

Gao Jinshan also came back to his senses, with a smile on his face, and said in a cheerful tone: "Xiao Tang, right? Come and sit down! You said you were here, so why are you doing all this nonsense? We are not outsiders!"

"I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring any special gifts. I thought it was my first visit and I couldn't go empty-handed." Tang Song chuckled, his tone relaxed but sincere. "I heard Meng Ting say that uncle likes to drink a little wine, so I prepared some. The box below is cigarettes."

As he spoke, he put aside what he was holding, his movements natural and appropriate.

Zhang Guoqing took two steps forward and sighed in a somewhat dry voice: "This 'casual' thing of yours is not simple!"

Gao Jinshan and Zhao Suyun then turned their gaze to the two cardboard boxes on the ground, and their expressions froze instantly.

Under the light, the logos on the two cartons are particularly eye-catching: [Kweichow Moutai] [Zhonghua].

Gao Jinshan's face flushed instantly, his eyes widened, "This... this is too expensive..."

Just now, Mr. Zhang was bragging about his son-in-law giving him cigarettes and alcohol, but then his daughter's boyfriend taught him a lesson.

A box of 6 bottles of Moutai generally costs 50 to yuan in the market; a box of soft Zhonghua cigarettes is worth more than yuan.

The total cost of these two items is at least 50,000.

Lao Gao has lived for so many years, but he has never received such a big gift. He has never seen anything like it.

Especially since it happened in front of Lao Zhang, it was really a great honor.

Zhao Suyun waved her hands excitedly and said, "Oh, Tang Song, we can't accept such a valuable thing!"

"Uncle and aunt, this is just a small token of my appreciation. After all, this is our first visit. Besides, Mengting and I have been working together in the business for so long, and she has helped me a lot in work and life. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to express my gratitude." Tang Song's tone was calm and generous, but full of sincerity.

"This this…"

Gao Mengting blushed and interjected, "Okay, Dad and Mom, just keep it for you."

Gao Jinshan and Zhao Suyun looked at each other and saw the excitement and excitement in each other's eyes.

The daughter gave them a huge surprise tonight. She brought the person home without any noise and in such a grand manner.

Gao Jinshan patted his thigh and laughed, "Okay, okay, since the child sent it to us sincerely, we can't refuse. Thank you, Xiao Tang, for your expense!"

"Come in and sit down! Lao Gao, go get some fruit."

Immediately afterwards, the couple didn't even bother to greet Zhang Guoqing and started to get busy.

Tang Song followed Gao Mengting and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The coffee table in front of him was soon placed with various fruits, melon seeds, peanuts and hot tea.

Zhang Guoqing looked at Tang Song who was sitting there, then looked at the Moutai and Zhonghua on the ground, and the expression on his face was very interesting.

After a while, he smacked his lips and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Then you guys chat first, I'm going back to watch TV."

"Okay!" Gao Jinshan patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Lao Zhang, I'll go to your place for a drink tomorrow! Let's call a few more old friends and have a good meal!"

Zhang Guoqing's mouth twitched, "Oh, okay."

The door closed again.

Gao Jinshan moved a stool and sat opposite the two of them, chatting with them about starting a business.

Zhao Suyun was busy running around, constantly inviting Tang Song to eat and drink tea, and she also did not forget to secretly observe Tang Song's every move. The more she watched, the more satisfied she became, and her face was wrinkled with smiles.

The atmosphere in the living room became more and more lively and cheerful.

Gao Jinshan's face was beaming, and he became more and more excited as he talked. He began to enthusiastically tell about his experience of doing small business when he was young.

Since Wushan is close to the Northeast region and has a relatively mild climate, many residents migrated here from the three northeastern provinces.

Gao Jinshan is no exception. He speaks with a boldness that makes people feel very friendly.

Tang Song listened attentively and raised some questions and opinions at the right time, which aroused Gao Jinshan's strong sense of identification.

After chatting for a while.

Tang Song's arm was suddenly pulled. He turned around and saw Gao Mengting looking at him, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"what happened?"

Gao Mengting pursed her lips and said softly, "Come with me."

After saying that, he pulled Tang Song's arm and stood up, "Dad, Mom, let's go to the house and wait for a while."

"Oh, go ahead." Zhao Suyun and Gao Jinshan responded quickly.

"Bang——" the door was closed gently.

Tang Song looked around curiously.

The room was not very spacious, only about 13 or 14 square meters, and the decoration was very old, but it was arranged in an orderly manner.

There is a single bed by the window, and the small cabinet beside the bed is filled with various odds and ends, including an alarm clock, curled magazines, a ceramic cup, and a few scattered photos.

There is a cork board nailed to the wall, covered with photos, sticky notes, movie ticket stubs and other small items, with a line of words written on it: "When I forget who I am, please remember that I once loved this world."

Tang Song looked at the photos, many of which were taken by Gao Mengting in junior high and high school.

She has short hair that reaches her shoulders, and her face is chubby due to her plump apple cheeks. There is a youthfulness and vitality between her eyebrows, and she always smiles with her head tilted out of habit.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Gao Mengting stood in front of him with a slightly red face, "Don't look at it, they are all old things."

Tang Song looked at the partner in front of him with a big smile on his face, "You were very cute before, I liked you very much."

Gao Mengting smiled shyly, and after a moment of silence, she whispered, "Why do you suddenly want to come to my house?"

"Actually, when I sent you here, I wanted to go up and meet your uncle and aunt, but because I came in a hurry, I didn't prepare anything. I can't go up empty-handed, right?"

Hearing this, Gao Mengting felt an indescribable joy and emotion in her heart.

It turns out that when he was downstairs, he wasn't pretending to be unaware of what was going on in his mind.

"Thank you."

Tang Song looked at the partners in front of him who were full of atmosphere, and suddenly said: "Saying thank you is too dry, let's do something practical."

"What do you mean?" Gao Mengting blinked in confusion.

Tang Song chuckled, hugged her directly in his arms, and knocked her lips open with force.

Gao Mengting did not resist at all. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, greedily enjoying his intimate contact.

Breathing in the pleasant scent of her body, Tang Song's hand slowly moved down, across her slender waist, and grasped her buttocks wrapped in jeans.

Gao Mengting groaned softly and her body trembled.

Feeling his partner's well-proportioned and beautiful curves, Tang Song's heart gradually became hotter and hotter.

"Swish——" the zipper of jeans was opened.

"Don't move!" Gao Mengting raised her head suddenly, her face flushed, and said, "This is my home!"

Tang Song made a "hush" sound and pulled her clothes down.

"Ah!" A low cry was heard, and Gao Mengting quickly bit her fingers. Her body trembled, but she dared not move.

An intense feeling of satisfaction came over Tang Song's heart.

Soon, Gao Mengting's body went limp and she leaned on him.

Tang Song simply put her on the bed and pressed his whole body on her.

Looking at her shy and beautiful face, I feel her beautiful and well-proportioned body unscrupulously.

After a moment, Gao Mengting's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes widened, and she gasped violently, as if she was about to faint.

Seeing her violent reaction, Tang Song pinched her, blinked and said, "Partner, what's wrong with you? Could it be——"

"You! You! Don't say that!" Gao Mengting bit his lips.

Tang Song chuckled and stopped teasing her.

This soft, gentle, delicate and artistic partner is the most sensitive girl he has ever met.

The slightest attack from him was already the limit of what she could endure.

However, this is also a kind of contrast, which is quite interesting.

In a quiet and ambiguous room.

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Gao Mengting turned around, glanced at the phone screen beside the bed, and whispered, "It's Qiuqiu!"

"Want to pick up?"

Gao Mengting pushed him, took the phone and answered the call, "Hello? Qiuqiu."

"Oh, Mr. Tang is with me."

"We are fine, don't worry, he will be back soon."

At this moment, Gao Mengting's eyes suddenly widened and she made a "shaha——" sound.

She quickly held Tang Song's hand on her chest and bit her lip hard, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm eating spicy noodles. Ah! It's so spicy. I'll hang up now."

(End of this chapter)