Flower Master in the City

"Don't you blame me for lying to you?" Although song Yumei was slapped twice, she was not angry at this time. She just looked at summer a little confused. She really didn't understand what summer was thinking.

"Although the wife who deceives her husband is not a good wife, and I don't like my wife to deceive me, but what's your biggest mistake this time is not to deceive me, but you are really stupid. How can I have such a stupid wife like you?" Summer is very discontented, but at this time he didn't spank song Yumei's ass again. "If you want to be so stupid in the future, then I really want to give you a good spanking!"

Stupid?

Song Yumei is stunned. He hit her because he thinks she is stupid? This, this reason is too unreasonable, right?

Song Yumei is still so big. She doesn't even need to open her mouth. In summer, she is willing to take her to find Mei's aunt. Before she came here, she worried a lot. She even changed her clothes deliberately to let summer know nothing about her. But in fact, she found that all of this was unnecessary. In fact, things were very simple, Maybe she doesn't need to come here at all, just ask by phone, and summer will tell her all about it.

"Mei Mei's wife, let's go to dinner. Don't ask about Ye Yu Mei any more. I'm depressed when I talk about her!" Summer then added a sentence.

"Well, good. Let's go to dinner." Song Yumei nodded gently. She looked at summer with strange eyes. Deep inside, some special emotion was fermenting unconsciously.

Song Yumei suddenly stretched out her green and tender jade hand, took the initiative to hold on to summer, smiled at him: "come on, let's go on like this!"

Song Yumei jumped down from the villa with her summer and landed on the ground. Then she asked softly, "do you know where there is a place to eat near here?"

Summer was about to answer, but his cell phone rang at this time, looked at the number, but a little strange, but he still answered the phone.

"Hello, who is it?" Summer a little unhappy asked.

"Hello, Mr. Xia. My name is miles." The voice on the other end of the phone is strange, and the Chinese of that person is not very standard, but it can still be understood by summer, "I am the vice president of the killer League."