80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei also smiled, "Wu Chao is naturally suitable for this line of work, and his image is just a little bit worse, otherwise he would have made his debut as a star."

Perhaps it was because of her appearance that both Xiong Mumu and Wu Chao's careers advanced several years. At this time in the previous life, Wu Chao was still a fat young literary man who was confused in his life. Xiong Mumu had already formed his band in college. began his musical life.

Unlike now, Wu Chao has published more than ten prose books, and now he has developed into the entertainment industry and has become a well-known host.

And Xiong Mumu, not to mention, albums one after another, concerts one after another, red and purple, like the sun.

Meimei felt a little proud, because it was her rebirth that allowed the two to reveal their world-shattering talents in advance.

"You guys have to thank me very much, if it wasn't for me, you and Wu Chao wouldn't know where the pimples are now!" Meimei snorted arrogantly.

"That's right, you are our Bole, and you have done a lot of work." Xiong Mumu praised sincerely, thinking of the past, she was very emotional.

Although he likes music, without the encouragement of Meimei, he would never have started his dream so early, maybe after college?

Maybe even longer!

Wu Chao is the same.

Sometimes, isn't it just that small step?

He is really grateful to Meimei, the so-called good friend, that is Meimei, a good friend of his life.

"Be famous as early as possible. Zhang Ailing is right at all, so that we can retire at least ten years earlier than others."

For Zhang Ailing's words, Meimei's deepest insight is to realize wealth and freedom of time earlier, so that you don't have to be old and have to rush for life.

"That's right... I'm going. I only found out now that among us, the most wise person is you Meimei!" Xiong Mumu exclaimed exaggeratedly as if he had made a major discovery.

Xiao Se nodded, "Dazhiruoyu!"

Meimei glared at them both angrily, then turned to look at Yan Mingshun, Yan Mingshun peeled a shrimp, stuffed it into her mouth, and coaxed calmly, "They are jealous of you."

"That's right, I'm a winner in life now. I have a husband and a baby. The two of them must be mentally unstable. I don't have the same knowledge as them. Brother, I want to eat crabs..."

After the last sentence, the eyebrows and eyebrows were drawn long, and they turned back and forth, softer than Dragon Beard Candy.

Xiong Mumu and Xiao Se shivered in unison, then curled their lips in disgust, and lowered their heads to eat.

"Crabs are cold, you can't eat them, be good... be patient, let's eat shrimp."

Yan Mingshun categorically denied ~www.readwn.com~ Pregnant women should not eat cold food, and he has long remembered these taboos.

"Well...then you can't eat..."

Meimei is acting like a spoiled child. Of course, she is really greedy. In the past, there was no food that she couldn't eat on the table at home. Yan Mingshun accompanied her to eat a maternity meal, and naturally she would not be greedy if she couldn't see it.

Now that it was placed in front of her, Meimei couldn't help it for a while, knowing that she couldn't eat it, but she couldn't help but make a fuss, so that she felt more comfortable.

"Don't eat...you're not allowed to eat."

Yan Mingshun stretched out his hand, moved the crab plate in front of Xiong Mumu, and asked Aunt Fang to withdraw.

Xiong Mumu: ...I'll go...he's not pregnant again!

But he didn't have the guts to resist, so he had to eat the fish in a sullen mood, gouging out his brows with a knife from time to time.

The older you get, the more hypocritical you are. Why didn't you see that Yan Mingshun was good at this before?