80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei felt the obvious change in someone, and she blushed with anger. She kept pounding her fists and scolded her angrily: "Bad man, answer my question quickly, why didn't you back me at that time?"

Yan Mingshun didn't react, he was stunned for a long time, and reminded him with eyebrows, "It was when I was twelve years old that my stomach hurt after school, I asked you to carry me, why did you refuse to carry it, and you ignored it. *WwW .suimeng.lā”

Humph, she can remember this for a lifetime!

It was only then that Yan Mingshun remembered, he couldn't laugh or cry, a woman's heart is indeed smaller than the tip of a needle, and she still remembers such a trivial matter so firmly.

"Baby, you have to be reasonable. I didn't know you well at that time. How could I carry it? Do you want me to carry a strange girl casually?"

"Of course not, you can't carry the familiar ones, you can only carry me!" Meimei made a big alarm, grabbing Yan Mingshun's cheeks with his hands, and pulling hard to both sides.

Dare to carry other women, wait for her to tear it up!

Yan Mingshun raised his slanted eyes slightly and looked down at her mockingly, but his hands began to feel restless and wandered around.

The quilt was sun-dried by Grandma Yang in the morning, and it exuded a good smell. The poet said that it was the smell of the sun. She wiggled her body and got into the quilt, preventing someone from succeeding.

"You haven't said when you fell in love with me. If you don't tell me, I won't come out."

Yan Mingshun sighed slightly, the little goblin thought that a quilt could stop him?

However, the eyebrows at this time were different, and he didn't mind playing with him.

"I have to think about it, when did I like it? It should be..." Yan Mingshun said while looking at the girl who was rolled into a silkworm chrysalis in the quilt. Her ears were stuck up like an awl, and she didn't know if the quilt was scattered.

"It's right now..."

As soon as Yan Mingshun finished speaking, he shot like electricity. He took Meimei out of the quilt and put it under him. His hand was like a snake, and he got into the warm fragrant nephrite. On delicious petals.

"Hate... play me again... bad guy..."

His brows thumped weakly, his body had already softened into spring mud, he slowly responded, and the spring light in the room began to brighten.

"knock knock"

There was a knock on the door, which interrupted the good deeds of the two of them. Fortunately, the clothes were thick in winter, and there was no time to strip them off. He hurriedly pushed Yan Mingshun away from his body, and hurriedly arranged his clothes and hair, his face ashamed as rouge. ..

Yan Mingshun frowned angrily, tucked his shirt into his pants, and asked, "Who?"

Grandma Yang responded. She is old and sophisticated. At this moment, she has realized that the couple has not opened the door for so long. They must be doing something indescribable. Her face is red, but she is glad that she came in time.

"I'll bring you some daily necessities."

Yan Mingshun was about to open the door~www.readwn.com~ he smiled and pointed to the chicken coop on his head. She grabbed it just now. She looked very **** when she was shirtless, but now she is wearing it. It's funny to wear clothes.

"Mother Chicken!"

Meimei teased silently, Yan Mingshun hurriedly trimmed his hair in front of the mirror, his eyes darkened, and his lips said: "Take care of you later!"

As soon as the door opened, Grandma Yang put her head in very quickly and put on the reading glasses, which she had just put on on purpose.

The old lady's eyes were like searchlights, and she looked all over the house in just a while, but did not find anything suspicious, such as scattered clothes on the ground, messy bed, disheveled grandson or eyebrows...

None of them!

Did she think wrong just now?

"Grandma!" Yan Mingshun's voice increased.

Grandma Yang smiled, took out a box of things from her pocket, stuffed it into Yan Mingshun's hands mysteriously, and whispered, "Mingshun, don't worry, there are many grandma, hundreds of them!"