Chapter 233 (1/2)

After blaming me for not telling her in advance when I came back, Li Mengting quietly asked me where I am now?

I said I was in an unopened bar on moon street. The name of the bar is Yueliangwan. After listening, Li Mengting immediately hung up the phone. In less than ten minutes, a red Ferrari appeared at the gate of Yueliangwan with a high profile. The window fell, revealing a beautiful woman who put her hair on the back of her head. The classic beauty's oval face, fine eyebrows, slender Phoenix eyes, and the tips of her eyes were slightly picked up, showing full of spring. There was a black beauty mole beside her bright red lips, It seems very charming. Who else is not the great witch Li Mengting?

Li Mengting is very confident in her figure, so she likes to wear some clothes that can outline her figure curve. Today, she wears a plain white cheongsam, the skirt is knee high, the slit is not high, and a pair of high-heeled shoes on her feet are charming, revealing a trace of modesty and a bit of Mingyuan flavor.

”Sister Ting, I haven't seen you for a while. You've become more beautiful.”

”Giggle, little Chen Yu's skin is a little dark, but the whole person is more energetic, and her temperament has become much stronger. The whole person is like a scabbard knife with sharp edges.” Li Mengting got out of the car and looked at me up and down with interest. Finally, her eyes fell on my lips. She smiled and said: ”The only thing that hasn't changed is that the mouth is still so sweet. Let my sister kiss it?”

When the witch saw me, she began to tease me. She even ignored the envy or strange eyes of passers-by. She really put her bright red lips together and tried to kiss me. In full view of the public, I didn't dare to kiss Li Mengting. I was so scared that she hurriedly pushed away: ”sister Ting, stop making trouble.”

When Li Mengting saw that I was shy, she giggled with satisfaction. She didn't put her red lips together again, but she closely took up my arm. The whole person snuggled up to me like a deadly beauty snake and said with a smile, ”go, sister, take you to see someone.”

I had just been squeezed and squeezed by her proud chest on my arm. My nose smelled of the fragrant perfume of women on her body. I forced myself to control the evil thoughts in my heart and walked towards the Ferrari on the roadside. She asked with a little curiosity, ”who do I want to see?”

”An old elder of the Chen family, you don't need to know too much. Just go.”

I frowned and thought that the Chen family in sister Ting's mouth must refer to the Chen family, one of the four families on the road in Lihai city. What do the old people of the Chen family see me for? Although my surname is Chen, I can't touch the Chen family at all. These big people always make me feel bad when they come to me.

In a suspicious mood, he went to Li Mengting's red Ferrari. Li Mengting drove to a fragrant tea house in Town God's Temple cultural street. We love the people in the city of love. It's a bit similar to Cantonese. Local people like to drink morning tea in the morning, afternoon tea in the afternoon and evening tea in the evening. The teahouse, which does not operate meals and banquets, only specializes in the tea market. This Mingyue building in Wenhua street is such a teahouse.

The bright moon building is decorated in an antique style. The female service is dressed in ancient costumes. Entering here is like going through ancient times. Moreover, the tea here is not making tea, but boiling stream water in a small red mud stove. After the water is boiled, sprinkle tea, and then divide the cup. It is particularly particular. It is very popular with some middle-aged and elderly people who pay attention to enjoying the tea ceremony. Of course, the charge here is also very high , ordinary people can't afford it.

The names of the boxes here are full of Ancient Rhymes, such as Qingfeng, Jianyue, Huating, etc. Li Mengting took me to the door of the box called ”Xianting” and knocked gently. The door opened with a click. It was a familiar face. It was the ghost hand of the old man who was responsible for sending me to Myanmar last time.

The ghost hand was dressed like an attendant in ordinary clothes. He said faintly to Li Mengting that the leader of the rosefinch hall came. Then he glanced at me quickly, retreated to the door and let us in.

In the box, there was an old man in addition to the ghost hand of an old man in his 60s. The old man was about 70 years old, wearing a gray cloth clothes and a pair of thousand layer cloth shoes. His hair was gray, his face was thin, and his eyebrows were long, which was a little similar to the eyebrows in the film.