80s: Little Sweet Wife

The night in the mountain village is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear your own breathing, the purring of a few pigs in the backyard, and the purring of chickens and ducks in their sleep, all of which can make people fall asleep quickly.

But Meimei was insomnia, and the kiss in the lotus pond made her unable to sleep peacefully. She didn't expect that Yan Mingshun would be so flirtatious, and would be so wild, like a volcanic eruption, completely different from the usual Taishan collapse in front of her. Yan Mingshun who does not change color.

But she loves it!

Also very proud!

Because Yan Mingshun is out of control because of her, it means that Yan Mingshun also likes her very much.

The proud, happy and sweet eyebrows gradually fell asleep, and in the dream, they continued to kiss and kiss with the future chief, lingering until dawn.

Yan Mingshun barely fell into the dream until midnight. He also had a dream. In the dream, he indulged himself, attacked the city and plundered the pond, without stopping, and continued what he could not finish in the lotus pond...

Rural people get up early, and they all get up and busy before the chickens croak, but Meimei and Xiong Mumu, their three lazy pigs, are still sleeping soundly, and they have long forgotten their identity as guests.

Yan Mingshun also got up at 6 o'clock. He got up at 6 o'clock every morning to exercise. He has been persevering for ten years. He is unshakable, rain or shine, even if his fever reaches 39 degrees, he will not fall.

Self-discipline and perseverance are his most basic requirements for himself, and he has always strictly implemented them, but his gong has been broken in Meimei.

"Ming Shun, the breakfast is hot in the pot, and the guests can eat it when they get up. We're going to work in the field." The aunt said loudly.

She had to go to the mountain with her husband and son to pick the watermelons, and then bring them into the city to sell. This summer is hot, and their watermelons are doing very well. They can earn dozens of dollars every day, and they work hard.

Grandma Mo also changed into long-sleeved clothes and a straw hat. She was busy with farming these two days, and she would go to the fields to help. Besides, if she didn't work, she would be exhausted. As soon as she arrived in the fields, she could smell the familiar rice Fragrant, stronger than any medicine.

"Understood, I will also go to the field to help in the afternoon." Yan Mingshun said.

"No need, you just entertain the guests, don't be neglectful."

Auntie has a fiery temperament. Before she could finish her words, her feet stepped out of the threshold. The whole family got on Mo Zhiyuan's tractor and set off towards the harvest fields.

Yan Mingshun didn't eat first, but went to the second floor. Her brows were blushing as she slept. She kicked all the blankets, exposing Bai Shengsheng's arms and legs. Yan Mingshun's eyes darkened again~www. readwn.com~ What a charming little goblin!

Seduce him early in the morning!

Yan Mingshun carried Qiuqiu, which was in the owner's arms, under the bed. Chacha didn't move, his eyebrows were afraid of the heat, and he could sleep comfortably with tea and ice. He took the blanket and covered it again. It was good for him to see, and he has now discovered that when facing the goblin, the concentration he has always been proud of is a piece of shit!

"Do you still want to go climbing?" Yan Mingshun asked in a low voice beside his eyebrows and ears, and pinched her fleshy nose.

Meimei clapped her hands in disgust, muttered a few words, turned over and continued to sleep.

Just had a sweet dream, and it must be another annoying brother who always disturbs her to sleep in!

Yan Mingshun smiled helplessly, and stopped arguing with her, but went downstairs to chop wood, waited for his brows to rise, and then had breakfast together. When he left, he couldn't hold back and kissed the sweet petals again.

One thing has two, and after the beginning, it is out of control. He has been thirsty for eighteen years, how can he quench his thirst once or twice?