Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 135 He is my boyfriend

"Zhi Ling, it's not that I want to protect the Ming family, nor that I won't help you, but now is really not the best time for you to come back." Ming Yi kept frowning, not knowing what he was worried about.

"Isn't it the best time to take them by surprise?" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and didn't care.

"Okay, I will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do. You decide the time!" Ming Yijian couldn't persuade Meng Zhiling, so he had to agree.

But I still didn't dare to ask her to meet her mother.

"Okay, wait for my notification!" Meng Zhiling said and got up and went back to her room.

As soon as she opened the door, Meng Zhiling felt that there was someone in the room. She vigilantly raised her energy and was determined to give him a fatal blow no matter who it was.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." A pleasant male voice sounded as she tiptoed in.

Then, Qiao Surong was seen pushing a cart with a rose cake on it. The candle flames were tilted, making Qiao Surong's face look softer and gentler.

Meng Zhiling was stunned for a few seconds before she let go of the force in her hand and opened her mouth in surprise.

"Su Rong..." He was so excited that he didn't know what to say. This was a real surprise.

"Silly girl, happy birthday!" Qiao Surong walked up to her, held her face, kissed her surprised little mouth, and said gently.

"Today is my birthday?" Meng Zhiling was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. To be honest, if a person who had lived two lives said that he didn't know when his birthday was, no one would believe him.

"Silly boy, have you never known your past? Since you are Meng Zhiling now, just live with her identity!" Qiao Surong was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time he met someone whose birthday others knew but he didn't know.

He hugged her lovingly, kissed her face repeatedly, and couldn't let go.

Meng Zhiling also nodded, "Thank you!"

"You know, I hate hearing you say these three words the most!" Qiao Surong pretended to be angry, but his eyes and tone were still as doting as ever.

"Hehe, I love you, Su Rong!" Meng Zhiling jumped up and hung her arms around his neck, acting coquettishly.

"I love you too. Come on, make a wish and blow out the candles! Forgive me for coming too late and not being able to spend our first birthday together with you!" Qiao Surong said apologetically.

"Well, I'll have to consider the birthday gift before deciding whether to forgive you!" Meng Zhiling blinked mischievously.

Then close your eyes, make a wish, and blow out the candles.

"What wish did you make?" Qiao Surong hugged her from behind, everything was so beautiful.

"World Peace!"

"what?"

Qiao Surong didn't understand what she was saying.

"My wish is world peace!" Meng Zhiling turned her head and looked at him with a smile.

"Naughty!"

Qiao Surong scratched her nose lightly and complained lovingly.

He liked Meng Zhiling like this, liked the way she was carefree around him, like a willful child.

Seeing her smile like this was the happiest moment in his life.

"Come on, cut the cake, everything goes well, everything is safe!" Qiao Surong held Meng Zhiling's hand and cut it with a knife.

"Su Rong, this is the happiest and most surprising birthday I've ever had. I love you!"

After symbolically eating a little cake, Meng Zhiling opened a bottle of red wine and poured it for Qiao Surong, expressing her feelings without reservation.

"I love you too. If you are moved, just serve me well tonight. Oh, no, you are the queen tonight, and I should serve you well. Your Majesty, what position do you want?"

Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling, who had drunk a little wine. Her face was flushed and she was instantly distracted.

"Get out!" Meng Zhiling shouted, and rolled her eyes at him.

But Qiao Surong was not so shameless. He put down his wine glass, held her on his knees and sat her down, his hands and feet were very dishonest.

"I'm not going to leave. If I have to leave, I'll leave with you... on the sheets, on the sofa, in the bathroom, whatever!"

Qiao Surong deliberately spoke and blew air into her ear, knowing that she could not resist such temptation.

But when Meng Zhiling wanted to break free from his arms, it was too late.

Qiao Surong lowered his head and grasped her red lips with ease and accuracy.

The faint smell of alcohol further stimulated the affection between the two.

After the deep kiss, both of them had lost their minds and were already infatuated.

The next morning, Meng Zhiling was still in a deep sleep when her cell phone rang.

She hung up impatiently, but the phone kept ringing, and then kept ringing. After several rounds, Meng Zhiling was completely defeated.

He lazily opened his eyes, sat up, looked at the incoming call, and then picked up the phone.

"I'm sorry, Miss Meng, for disturbing your rest!" Smith's voice came into his ears, as polite and courteous as when they first met.

"Mr. Smith, is there anything I can help you with?" Meng Zhiling yawned and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. She smiled slightly. It turned out that such a beautiful night was not a dream.

I don't know when I fell asleep. I just remember that Qiao Surong tormented me so much that I couldn't lift my legs, and then I fell asleep. So I thought it was an embarrassing dream.

I was just about to despise myself severely.

"Zhiling, believe me, I'm definitely not going to introduce you to any friends today. I just want to ask you to talk about something about work." Smith said helplessly, thinking of Allen's performance yesterday.

"Okay, let's go to your hospital. I'll be there in a while!" Meng Zhiling agreed cheerfully, then hung up the phone and continued to lie down.

I glared at the pervert in the bathroom. It was all his fault. It was all because of him that I was in such a bad mood today. I had to put on makeup before I could go out.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer so early? Where are you going?" As soon as Meng Zhiling got out of bed, Qiao Surong came out. His wet hair was draped over his forehead, and his lower body was wrapped only with a bath towel. There were two or three water droplets hanging on his strong abdominal muscles. The scene was simply erotic and seductive.

"Snoring..." Meng Zhiling's open mouth closed unwillingly, and she swallowed her saliva. Her brain was no longer functioning normally.

"Little pervert!"

Seeing her lustful look, Qiao Surong said with contempt, but at the same time he felt a thousand points of pride and joy in his heart.

"Hmph, you are the pervert. I'm not like you. All I do is think about those nonsense all day long. Get out of the way. I need to go wash up. I have a date soon!" Meng Zhiling quickly avoided his eyes to avoid the danger of being eaten.

"What date?" Qiao Surong immediately became excited when he heard it, and grabbed Meng Zhiling's arm, as if she would not let her leave until she had made things clear today.

"What do you care about my date? If you're worried, you can go with me. If you feel angry, you can leave!" Meng Zhiling said provocatively. Because their bodies were close, Meng Zhiling smelled the scent of shower gel on his body, and her brain reacted even more slowly.

He's just being stubborn and always saying things that contradict his own ideas.

"Oh? Really? It seems that this young master didn't serve you well last night, little devil. I don't mind being tired for a while now!" Qiao Surong said, putting his mouth close to Meng Zhiling's earlobe, exhaling intentionally or unintentionally, causing Meng Zhiling's body to tremble.

As soon as Qiao Surong finished speaking, Meng Zhiling turned her head, tiptoed, and offered her sweet lips.

Qiao Surong put his arm around her waist and asked her to stand on tiptoe so that she wouldn't be so tired.

At this time, I had long forgotten that I had an appointment with Mr. Smith to discuss work.

"Little goblin!" After the kiss, Qiao Surong said in a low voice with a hoarse voice full of magnetism.

Meng Zhiling smiled faintly and put her lips close to his again, letting him eat enough at once.

By the time the two of them walked out of the hotel again, it was almost noon.

"Hurry up, it would be so impolite of me to make Mr. Smith wait for too long!" Meng Zhiling put on her shoes while urging Qiao Surong who was standing motionless beside her.

"Tsk tsk, Miss Meng actually has the word 'politeness' in her dictionary. That's amazing!" Qiao Surong said with a smile on his face.

Looking at Meng Zhiling's rosy face after the passion or after putting on makeup, my heart was moved again.

"Hmph, it's all your fault!" Meng Zhiling snorted coldly, pouting her lips, looking very cute.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Let's go, Your Majesty." As she spoke, Qiao Surong was dressed earlier than her.

"Hello, Mr. Smith, nice to see you again!" Meng Zhiling and Qiao Surong went directly to the dean's office, where there were three people: Smith, Allen, and the secretary.

On the way here, Yang Lan had already sent over the contracts and matters needed for the cooperation. Meng Zhiling took a look and felt that there was no problem, so she came to see Smith very confidently.

"Hello, Zhiling, I didn't expect you to come so early!" Once you get familiar with Smith, you will find that he is a very interesting and humorous person. Such men are usually very popular with girls.

Meng Zhiling felt a surge of embarrassment, but she managed to put on a smile. "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Something delayed me!"

After Meng Zhiling shook hands with Smith, she shook hands with Allen.

Alan stared at Meng Zhiling blankly. Today she looked brighter, more feminine, and more generous. In short, he was stunned when he saw her for the first time. When he saw her for the second time, he felt as if his heart was hit by something, pounding and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Especially when holding her soft and boneless hand, he didn't want to let go.

"Cough cough..."

Before Qiao Surong could lose his temper, Smith nudged his son with his elbow, coughed dryly, and reminded Allen who had lost his composure.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Meng." Allen reacted immediately. He had been seen in many occasions, but he had made such a fool of himself today. He even called himself a playboy, which was a disgrace to his reputation.

"Who is this gentleman?" Smith looked at Qiao Surong and remembered that he was there when Meng Zhiling saved him that day. Looking at his innate nobility and sharpness, he knew that he definitely couldn't be Meng Zhiling's driver or bodyguard.

Just by looking at the silver-gray custom-made suit on him, you can tell that he is definitely not an "ordinary person"!

"This is my boyfriend, Qiao Surong!" Meng Zhiling smiled slightly and took Qiao Surong's arm generously.