1791 I like this bite of yours

Murong Mian, on the other hand, was a little excited, as if she really wanted to see his fiancée.

Ji Mianmian looked at him with a dark expression."Are you sure you're going to provoke her and not to see if your fiancée is pretty?"

Even though she knew that Murong Mian did not have a good impression of that woman, Ji Mianmian still felt uncomfortable when she saw how excited he was.

Indeed, Murong Mian's mood was lifted instantly. She bent down and looked straight into Ji Mianmian's eyes as she said lovingly,"You sound so sour. Let me try ..."

As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Before Ji Mianmian could react, he had already moved. She saw him and licked the corner of her lips, as if he was really savoring the taste she had just had. There was someone else beside her, and Ji Mianmian's face turned red.

Murong Mian savored the taste and said,"yes, it's indeed sour, and it's old vinegar!" It's especially flavorful. "

"Then you don't have to eat it," Ji Mianmian said angrily,"Hmph ..."

Murong Mian stole a kiss on her face."But I just like old vinegar. I don't like any other taste."

The person who came to report was already feeling uneasy. He really wanted to leave and disappear. These two people were showing off their love as if no one else was around. It really made him feel that he shouldn't exist at all.

Ji Mianmian pursed her lips. She wanted to say something but decided to forget it. Why did she have to argue with him? he did not really want to see that woman.

Murong Mian raised her hand and flicked Ji Mianmian's nose. "Let's go. We have to show her that she's not here to ruin our relationship."

He had already thought it through. If the other party was tactful, Murong Mian planned to sit down and have a good talk with them. If they could avoid blushing, they would be friends.

If the other party didn't know what was good for them, then he wouldn't give them any face. He would tear them apart however he wanted to, showing no mercy.

Ji Mianmian rolled her eyes at him.

Murong Mian held her hand tightly."Let's go, honey. We'll have to see them sooner or later. Since they've come to us asking for trouble, we have to do something. Otherwise, we'll waste such a good opportunity."

One of the most important reasons why Murong Zhihong had called her over was to let her meet the woman he had arranged for her.

As long as Murong Zhihong didn't give up on the arranged marriage for him, this matter would not end.

To solve this problem, Murong Zhihong had to either give up or make Mrs. Jones give up.

As long as one of the two was willing to let go, there would be no problem.

Ji Mianmian had no choice but to let Murong Mian pull her forward.

"When the time comes, I won't be polite."

"Polite? Why are you being polite? if you're being polite to your love rival, I should be the one crying, okay?"

Ji Mianmian was silent, but she suddenly laughed.

Murong Mian's Rascal nature was returning more and more. The pressure she felt when they first met was slowly leaving her.

Ji Mianmian could almost see that the layer of haze that shrouded him had been dispelled.

A few minutes later, the two finally saw Mrs. Jones and her daughter.

It had to be said that they were very beautiful. The mother and daughter were both very beautiful. They had blond hair and blue eyes. They were tall and had curves in all the right places. Their every move exuded the aura of British nobility. They were the kind of ladies and socialites in the true sense.

Mrs. Jones had taken good care of herself. From her face alone, she looked more like Jessica's sister ...