bad marriage

Chapter 741

You said that a 15-year-old child faces a child less than five years old, what do you think of this game?
Wang Siyu just kept being thrown onto the mat. Now she really felt it. She couldn't get up at all. She couldn't even kick her feet, so she kicked her little feet. Yu's leg caught it, and then paused, Si Yu could only get up from the ground.

Wang Siyu always had a feeling that she couldn't find her opponent. This time she was happy, and she was always in the position of being beaten. She was very happy and very annoyed.

She was a little anxious and a little excited, and she couldn't tell what emotion she was in. The boy opposite him seldom spoke and kept his mouth shut, but Si Yu thought he was very good, the more he looked at him, the better he was, at least he was better than looking at a beauty much better.

At least the beauty can't escape the fate of being thrown, she keeps falling, but obviously the treatment of the beauty is better.

At the beginning, the sheep looked at each other very shyly. The other party refused to fight at all. You said that when you faced a doll, did you have the heart to throw her?
The sheep opened its mouth and said something.

"Please handle with care..."

The foot of Jinshan slipped outside, still handle it with care?
What does he think he is?
Is it ceramic?

Jin Shan scratched the wall with his fingers in disbelief, maddening him to death.

There was no change at first, but then the boy looked at the doll that was still on the ground by him, and looked at the coach speechlessly.

"Coach, why don't you let someone else do it? What does it look like for me to hit a little girl by a man..."

Sheep's face froze, the corners of her lips twitched a little, and her eyes were bright. You said he was a girl, right?

The coach's face was also twitching. Although it looked like it, the color of the clothes didn't indicate that this was a boy.

But the boy just thought that today's clothes must be gone, so he put on boys' clothes for her. He completely forgot that the clothes were made to order.

Jin Shan thought that their young master would fight back, but unfortunately he still couldn't escape the fate of being rested, so he had no choice but to accept that his young master was actually Liu Adou.

After class, everyone changed their clothes, Yang Yang said that he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and Jin Shan was waiting outside.

The guy who kept throwing sheep today came out of the bathroom door, his head was covered with clothes, and when he tore off the clothes, he had already turned into a pig's head.

What Gu Anning hates the most is her aunt.

This time I don't know what's going on, my stomach has been aching, but I know what's going on in my heart, but she hasn't had any pain after giving birth, what's wrong?
"Your stomach hurts?"

Li Jiaolu looked a little like her, did you eat too much?
She didn't think about anything else.

An Ning forced a smile, her face was already pale, and it really hurt, one after another.

I originally planned to walk back after get off work, but I couldn't walk, so I had to ask the driver to take it downstairs, got out of the car by myself, and started walking upstairs while holding the handle in the stairwell.

Step by step, her stomach hurts a little, it hurts her to death.

Reluctantly opening the door of the house, and walking in, An Ning hurried to the bathroom after a huff.

Being a woman is very happy, being a woman is also unfortunate.

This time, the amount is a lot, and the most important thing is that it still hurts.

It was so painful that there was nothing she could do. She could only find a painkiller and swallow it with plain water, but it might not be effective in a short time. She went into the room, lay on the bed, and covered herself tightly with the quilt. His body was covered with sweat, and he didn't dare to lie flat, so he lay on his side with his legs half hooked.

There is no way to make dinner by myself.

This kind of pain does not hurt all the time, it gives you a chance to take a breath, and then it hurts again, just like this repeatedly.

Wang Zifei opened the door of the house, thinking that there was no one in the house, stopped downstairs and saw that none of the lights were turned on, and when he entered the house, he saw shoes on the carpet. He must have come back, why didn't he turn on the lights?
Throwing the bag on the sofa suspiciously, and then pushing open the bedroom door, the bedroom was pitch black.

"peaceful?"

As he spoke, he turned on the light, and at the same time An Ning responded, the strength of the medicine had come up, but he felt a little heartburn, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, and the area below his throat was hot.

Wang Zifei looked at her sweaty head, did he catch a cold?
Sitting on the bed, I stretched out my hand and measured the temperature with my hand. Didn’t it have a fever?

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

An Ning reluctantly responded.

"It's okay, you can cook by yourself, or you will have a stomachache if you don't go out to eat."

Wang Zifei was also puzzled, she had never been in such a situation before?
At that time, I was afraid that she would fall ill during the confinement period. Isn't it good to take care of her?

He got up and wrapped her up with a quilt, then took off his coat and hung it outside, put on slippers to boil brown sugar water for her, opened the refrigerator to find no brown sugar for a long time, so he had to go down to buy it, but he was afraid that she would be in pain for too long, so he put on his shoes Just knock on the door downstairs.

The old lady and the others had just eaten, and when they opened the door, they saw him.

"Zifei, have you eaten yet? Let's eat together..."

Wang Zifei smiled at the old lady: "Does grandma have any brown sugar?"

The old lady was a little puzzled, why do I need brown sugar?
Except for her who likes this bite, no one in the family likes the taste of brown sugar. They say it has the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, but the old lady thinks that brown sugar is much tastier than white sugar.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Wang Zifei sighed helplessly.

"An Ning's stomach hurts."

Fang Yan stood up and went to the kitchen to find brown sugar for him. The old lady didn't hear that An Ning had this problem. It was like this when Gu's mother was young. When the time came, her head was covered with sweat. Then it gets better when you get older.

Fang Yan packed some brown sugar for Wang Zifei, then put two slices of ginger that he bought today into it, and washed it clean.

"Cut the ginger slices and cook together. Don't put too much, or it will be spicy."

Wang Zifei smiled at his aunt and grandma and went upstairs. Xu Xiao looked at the person who had left and sighed heavily.

Xu Yunhai heard his son sigh and looked at Xu Xiao with interest.

"Why are you sighing?"

Xu Xiao spread his hands.

"At first I thought my brother-in-law was a cool guy..."

Fang Yan smiled and asked her son, "And then?"

Xu Xiao stood up helplessly, he had to go back to his room to do his homework after eating.

"It turns out that my brother-in-law is a wife slave."

Xu Xiao closed the door, and the old lady clicked her tongue. This child can say anything, what is a wife slave.

"If everyone married such a husband, they would be happy..."

When Fang Yan heard this, it was really nothing to do with him. He looked at the old lady and asked jokingly.

"Then, how about Xu Xiao serving his wife like this in the future?"

The old lady snorted.

(End of this chapter)