Go crazy!The goddess of the nation should not marry me

Wen Yimo even lowered her head and grabbed the hair on her scarf.

When seeing this scene, Qin Yu suddenly felt that his previous worries were unnecessary.

Let me ask who saw this scene, who would associate this childish ghost with Wen Yimo...

After Qin Yu gave a low laugh, he walked over and pulled Wen Yimo up from the ground.

"You... are back..."

Wen Yimo stared at Qin Yu with her deer-like watery eyes and said.

Qin Yu sighed, took off the cap of Wen Yimo's padded jacket, and then put the beige baseball cap in his hand on Wen Yimo's head.

After tidying up her hair, she also put on the black-rimmed glasses in her hand.

"Is that all right..."

Qin Yu wanted to laugh when he thought of how this little girl looked like a mouse crossing the street just now.

After finishing speaking, Qin Yu put the black baseball cap on his head.

It was only then that Wen Yimo noticed that her husband's hat was the same style as hers but a different color.

Thinking that he was matching with her as a couple, Wen Yimo walked to Qin Yu's side with a smile and joked: "Honey, why did you buy yourself one..."

As soon as Wen Yimo finished asking this question, Qin Yu immediately bowed to Wen Yimo's ear and said in an aggrieved voice: "I can't help it, my wife thinks I can't do it, so I can only swear my sovereignty in such a humble way. ..."

Qin Yu's words made Wen Yimo, who originally wanted to tease him, feel guilty for a moment.

Does the smelly husband really think she thinks so...

I don't know whether Wen Yimo is too good at hiding, or Qin Yu is too good at reading people's hearts.

Although Wen Yimo didn't say anything, Qin Yu knew what she was thinking just by looking at her eyes.

"Don't think about it... Do you want to eat skewers?"

Qin Yu put his big hand around Wen Yimo's shoulder and asked while tilting his head.

Sure enough, Wen Yimo's attention was diverted instantly when he heard the grilled skewers, and he immediately looked earnest like a nodding doll.

There seem to be more people in the night market at night than during the day, and there are many young people with snacks in their hands talking and laughing with their friends on the street.

There are also office workers who are off work, sitting in the booth with a few friends, telling their recent experiences.

There are many people on the street and the environment is very noisy, but it is precisely because of this that people who are tense and busy all day for their livelihood can get a moment of respite after busy work.

This may be the so-called "fireworks in the world, the most comforting mortal hearts"!

Obviously, Wen Yimo, who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, did not have a chance to come to this kind of place.

Along the way, Wen Yimo was like a curious baby, looking here and there.

When you see street food, you have to try everything.

"Husband, let's try all the snacks on this street, shall we..."

Wen Yimo was curious before, why the girls in the club always like to set their dates at the night market.

In fact, compared to the grandeur, the clothes are bright and bright, and you are in the superior place that those so-called superior people say.

Wen Yimo still felt that it was more comfortable and relaxed here.

"If you eat every stall on this street... I guess when you leave, your weight will be about the same as mine..."

Although Qin Yu said so, he still bought all the things Wen Yimo liked to eat.

Tired from shopping, the two sat on the empty plastic seats.

At this time, the University of Wenzhou's flower has already fallen into the altar, and her taste buds have been conquered by the delicious skewers.

I saw that Wen Yimo was having a great time masturbating with a skewer in one hand, and he didn't forget to hold the fruit tea he just bought in the other hand.

While eating, Wen Yimo focused on the couple in front of her.

The age of those two people seemed to be a little younger than myself and my stinky brother.

The girl was sitting very close to the boy at this time, drinking milk tea with her head resting on the boy's shoulder.

In this noisy environment, everyone's attention is on themselves, and few people pay attention to what people are doing where.

Thinking about it, Wen Yimo's gaze also focused on Qin Yu who was beside him.

Qin Yu rolled Wen Yimo's sleeves and asked, "Is it so delicious?"

"Well, it's very delicious..."

Wen Yimo spoke as if eager to prove to Qin Yu that it was delicious, and pulled off all the meat on the bamboo stick in one go.

Qin Yu dotingly looked at Wen Yimo who was like a greedy cat, and took a tissue to wipe the oil stains on Wen Yimo's hands.

After wiping it clean, just as Qin Yu was about to get Wen Yimo something else to eat, Wen Yimo suddenly turned sideways and put his hand on Qin Yu's shoulder.

"Honey, give me a shot..."

Wen Yimo thought of the routine boyfriend jokes she had read on the Internet before, and suddenly wanted to do a real fight on a whim.

Qin Yu looked at the hand hanging by his side, and patted Wen Yimo's palm facing upwards.

Wen Yimo's palm followed the trend upwards, bypassing Qin Yu's neck, and landed on Qin Yu's other shoulder.

Qin Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at his shoulder.

But unexpectedly, the little hand that was supposed to be on his shoulder directly pulled his face back.

Before Qin Yu could react, Wen Yimo's pink lips were already printed on Qin Yu's thin lips.

Seeing the shock in Qin Yu's eyes, Wen Yimo knew that he had achieved his goal.

Qin Yu blinked his eyes and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Even if the two of them, Qiao Zhuang, dress up, no one will notice, but this... this is too bold...

Compared to Qin Yu's astonishment, Wen Yimo's eyes were full of smiles.

But soon, Wen Yimo couldn't laugh anymore.

Not far away was a boy holding cotton candy, leading a little girl with shofar braids, looking at Qin Yu and Wen Yimo.

The little girl looked at her brother in a childish voice and asked, "Brother, what is this sister doing..."

Knowing that she had misled the children, Wen Yimo changed from her gloating appearance before, and could only cover her face with her hands, acquiescing in her heart: "I can't see me, I can't see me..."

But the truth slapped Wen Yimo in the face.

Not only did the two children see it, but they even used this matter to discuss it seriously.

"They're having babies..."

Poof...cough cough cough...

The boy's crisp voice made Qin Yu choke on a mouthful of fruit tea.

But things are not over yet...

"But brother, mother said that we two were picked up from the trash can..."

The little girl looked at her brother and said milkily.

Sure enough, it is the law of the trash can that has not changed for thousands of years.

"That's all a lie to a three-year-old like you. It's said in the book that a man and a woman will become pregnant and have children after kissing..."

Qin Yu looked at the boy who looked like a small adult. If he read correctly, the boy was about five years old...

Not a three-year-old, but a five-year-old?

"Brother, will this sister also have a baby in her stomach?"

When the little girl said this, her round and dark eyes immediately looked at Wen Yimo's stomach.

"of course……"

Both Qin Yu and Wen Yimo didn't make a sound, but looked at the two children who were less than ten years old seriously, discussing the origin of life seriously.

Qin Yu felt that even if he heard that the baby was born from the creaking nest, he would not be surprised.

The little girl with shofar braids stared at Wen Yimo for a while, then at Qin Yu, then she seemed to be pulling something out of her pocket, and then she walked towards Wen Yimo and Qin Yu holding her little hands .

The little girl gently placed a fruit candy wrapped in colored cellophane on the table, then looked at Wen Yimo and said in a milky voice: "Sister, give this to the baby in your stomach... ..."