80s: Little Sweet Wife

A night of endless spring dreams!

Meimei was woken up by the industrious bird, stretched out, and the morning light shot onto the bed through the tulle of the window, a beautiful and fresh morning. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

She subconsciously stretched out her hand and fluttered.

The sleepiness disappeared, and the belated shyness came to report. Thinking of the boldness last night, Meimei got into the bed again and didn't want to go out.

but--

She quickly realized something was wrong.

Without the soreness of being run over by a tank, I couldn't be more refreshed, just as usual.

Although the run over by the tank is a bit exaggerated, if she really eats Yan Mingshun, she will not feel at all, right?

Meimei lifted the quilt, the sheets were as clean as new, not to mention red, not even hair!

Her heart sank, and she hurriedly comforted herself. She practiced the splits every day. Maybe that layer of film was finished early, and it was normal to have no redness. Calm... Be calm!

"Qiuqiu...you're coming back soon!"

Meimei had to ask Mr. Qiu for help. She knew that this chromoly must have eavesdropped on the corner last night. In order to know whether she had successfully eaten the big meal, she had to ask ashamed.

After exercising all night with the beautiful female mouse that was newly hooked up, Uncle Qiu was a little slack, and rushed over lazily, looking at Meimei like a dead tree.

"Don't ask... Have you eaten your own heart?"

Qiuqiu gave Meimei a look of contempt from Wang Zhi, too lazy to pay attention to this unsatisfactory master, it would be more interesting to go to the backyard to tease the hen.

Meimei was stunned for a while, and her heart suddenly became cold!

Is she really a dry pod?

She has thrown her arms around like that, why didn't Brother Ming Shun eat her?

Yan Mingshun came back from the morning run. Today he ran five kilometers more, but he couldn't do anything about it. He was too angry. ..

"Aren't your eyebrows up yet?"

No one was seen in the living room, Yan Mingshun asked Aunt Fang, and Aunt Fang shook her head.

Yan Mingshun is a little strange. Although the little girl likes to sleep in late, she has never woken up so late. Could it be that she hasn't woken up yet?

He was a little worried, so he walked towards the bedroom, the quilt was still bulging, but he, who had sensitive eyes and ears, could clearly hear a soft sob, his face changed greatly, he walked over in three steps and two steps, and opened the quilt, but Seeing his face full of tears, his eyes were as red as rabbits, twitching and twitching.

Yan Mingshun leaned towards her forehead worriedly. The temperature was normal and he felt a little more at ease. Seeing the pitiful brows, in addition to being distressed, he felt even more amused.

"Are you having a headache? Are you going to drink in the future? You are getting fatter and fatter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You dare to fill half a bottle at once!" Yan Mingshun asked Aunt Fang to soak a glass of honey water and bring it over, hugging him He raised his eyebrows and fed her a drink.

She really felt that her mouth was dry. The sweet honey water was just what she wanted, and she drank it all at once, but tears still flowed down, and she felt even more aggrieved when she heard Yan Mingshun's scolding.

"I can't even drink half a bottle... uh... I'm just a dry pod..."

Meimei was lying on Yan Mingshun's chest, and her crying became louder, her tears all stuck on Yan Mingshun's clothes.

"Who said you came from dry bean pods? It's obviously delicious tender peas!" Yan Mingshun couldn't help laughing.

"You know how to lie to me... If I were young peas, why wouldn't you eat me? Last night I was... like that, you haven't eaten me... You just don't like me because I'm a dry bean pod. Eating... badass..."

Meimei didn't want to believe it, her hand pinched the flesh of Yan Mingshun's chest angrily, but she couldn't pick it up, her fingernails were sore, and she hated her to use her small teeth again.

bite you!