80s: Little Sweet Wife

"Ming... Yan Mingshun, no matter what, we are all fellow villagers, and we are from a village. You can't be so indifferent to me, right?" Mo Qiaoling said aggrieved.

At this time, the boss packed three dumplings and handed them over, as well as a bottle of hot sauce. Yan Mingshun paid the money and glanced at Mo Qiaoling lightly, "There is no need for enthusiasm."

He took dumplings and strode out of the store, and another message was sent from his mobile phone, which must be eyebrows. He had to go back to his life quickly, and there was no need to waste time on insignificant women.

Mo Qiaoling's eyes were flushed with anger. She was not bad looking, and because her family had improved in recent years, her clothes were also very good. Otherwise, she would not have been accepted as a shopping guide by the mall.

And from college to now, she has always been surrounded by suitors, but she doesn't look down on any of them.

These suitors are all out-of-towners who work hard in Kyoto like her. There are no men with no car, no house and no savings. She doesn't like it at all. What she is looking for is Yan Mingshun, who is both handsome and successful in his career. A successful man with a firm foothold in Kyoto.

Mo Qiaoling was a little disheartened about Yan Mingshun's attitude, but she was not discouraged. It was a matter of human effort. She could take the family route. Isn't Yan Mingshun the most respectful and loving grandmother, then she will look for Grandma Mo.

Meimei waited until she could see through the autumn water, but she was looking forward to returning the dumplings she was longing for. Before Yan Mingshun could sit down, she pushed him away, snatched the dumplings, opened the hot sauce bottle, and poured a large amount of red on the dumplings. Tuo, happy to eat.

"That's the taste... It's so delicious... I'm so happy, thank you husband."

Meimei ate three in a row, relieved her cravings a little, and then remembered Yan Mingshun, who worked hard and made a lot of work. She responded with a few words of thanks, and continued eating dumplings.

Yan Mingshun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Today, he is not even as good as dumplings.

"Is it really that delicious?" Yan Mingshun was suspicious.

No matter how delicious it is, it is just dumplings, how delicious can it be?

"Well...it's delicious, you can eat one...ah..." Meimei sandwiched dumplings covered in spicy sauce and fed them to him.

It is fresh and spicy in the mouth, not particularly spicy, but with so much, Yan Mingshun, who is not very fond of spicy food, frowned. His mouth was full of spicy taste. How can you still taste the original taste of dumplings?

He chewed a few random times and swallowed the spicy dumplings. His mouth was red after eating, and he asked him, "Is it delicious? Would you like another one?"

"No, you eat more."

Yan Mingshun respected Xie Bumin, forgive him that he really couldn't get the highlights of this Aunt Wang's dumplings. The ingredients were quite solid, and the spicy sauce was strong enough, but it really didn't make him feel as exaggerated as Meimei said.

Sure enough, it was a silly three-year pregnancy~www.readwn.com~ His daughter-in-law was so stupid that she lost her sense of taste!

"Well... fortunately you bought three servings, I think I can eat them all." Meimei looked at the dumplings like a hill in front of her, her eyes lit up, changing the way a lady eats in the past, one bite is half of them, and the gravy is splattered all over the place. .

Yan Mingshun was taken aback, three servings is forty-five, and the boss actually gave five more, even if he eats one, there are forty-nine left...

In the past, Meimei could only eat ten at most, but now it is directly increased fivefold, will the stomach burst?

Just as he was about to persuade him, he raised his eyebrows, "Ouch..."

"What's the matter? Did you eat too much?" Yan Mingshun became nervous, and he knew that eating so much would definitely lead to an accident.

"No, the baby is happy to eat dumplings, and is dancing... You touch it, right here..." Meimei smiled happily, grabbed Yan Mingshun's hand and touched her stomach. ()

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