Dear, Love Me Gently

Cough! Cough!

The old man coughed deliberately, implying his grandson not to be so difficult to get along with, okay?

Hearing grandma coughing, Chu Mingyang began to worry. He turned to the table. When he saw the expression implied by grandma, he really wanted to say: grandma, I'm your grandson. I'm bleeding. Why should I have a good temper and chat up with this rash ghost.

Chu Mingyang turned his head and continued to stink. He pretended not to understand how his grandmother hinted.

Mr. Chu, you must be calm when you see beautiful women in the future. Nosebleeds are bad and will damage your image.

Lu Xiaoxin blinked and came to such a sentence without knowing what the consequences would be.

Bad image?

A man's face is more smelly. He slowly turns his head and looks at Lu Xiaoxin.

Bad image?

Chu Mingyang reached out and pinched Lu Xiaoxin's cheek. He forced his small mouth to pout.

Grandma Chu saw that things were still getting worse and knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.

Grandma... Don't go

Lu Xiaoxin knew later that her mouth was in trouble again. She turned her eyes to grandma Chu and found that grandma put down the dishes and chopsticks and was ready to go out.

Her mouth was pinched hard and her speech was a little laborious, but she still tried to ask for help.

Xiaoxin, grandma suddenly remembered that she had an appointment. Grandma is going out to do aerobics for the elderly. Grandma Chu didn't even look back and walked towards the door.

Lu Xiaoxin's cheek was pinched by a black faced guy. She couldn't turn her head. She swept to the door with Yu Guang reluctantly.

Do you... Exercise in your home clothes?

Lu Xiaoxin faltered and tried to finish this sentence. At the same time, grandma Chu also went out. Looking at the figure disappearing at the door, Lu Xiaoxin's last hope is gone. She turns her eyes innocently and sadly and looks at the guy holding her black face.

I'm not tarnishing my image because of you, huh?

Lu Xiaoxin wants to close her mouth, but her mouth is forced to hold, and her lips can't close at all.

No, not like that!

Dying struggle is Lu Xiaoxin's consistent style. This is how the idea of survival comes from the immortal Xiaoqiang.

What?

Chu Mingyang looked at his puckered mouth. The pink lips couldn't close. It was tender and tender. His vision was good. He suddenly felt his throat a little dry, and his cold and handsome face leaned slowly over.

No!

Lu Xiaoxin thought that Chu Mingyang would kiss himself again, frowned and squeezed out two words in pain.

She felt sick when she saw the bold ghost's painful expression and thought of him kissing her upstairs.

All this is a great insult to Chu Mingyang.

Chu Mingyang held Lu Xiaoxin's cheek in one hand and silently extended his other hand into the medicine box. He took out something from the medicine box and looked at the pink lip. He suddenly felt sorry for not giving the woman a lesson.

Lu Xiaoxin looked at the smelly face leaning against him. She wanted to hide and couldn't hide. In addition to being alarmed, she closed her eyes and looked like she was being slaughtered.

Just, the next second, waiting for her is not bitten by a man, but.

Soft?

It's not that guy's mouth. That guy has a beard. Every time Chu Mingyang kisses her, she feels Zaza. It's not Chu Mingyang's mouth or food. This is Lu Xiaoxin's feeling.

There was a faint smell of potion. She hurriedly opened her eyes. It was a respirator.

Chu Mingyang's medicine chest is full of advanced medical household equipment. This respirator is used for atomization when his throat is uncomfortable.

Chu Mingyang actually put the respirator into her mouth. Isn't her voice good?

No,

Lu Xiaoxin is sure of this. Her respiratory tract is very good. She doesn't smoke or drink. Her breathing is very healthy.

But what does this guy want?

When Lu Xiaoxin was confused, the respirator was fixed, and then the bandage wrapped the respirator. What's more sad is that her hands were also bound by the bandage.

Lu Xiaoxin was so weak in front of the tall man. As she struggled, she was easily controlled by a man and lost her freedom.

She couldn't speak at all. She kept shouting a respirator in her mouth.

When Chu Mingyang fixed the respirator with a bandage, her hands were tied behind her by the hateful guy. Lu Xiaoxin looked frightened. Chu Mingyang led her to the table.

Then Chu Mingyang tied it to the table and chair, and everything was a foregone conclusion.

She lost the freedom to walk and sat helplessly at the table, staring at the table full of delicious food. However, what is more hateful is that Chu Mingyang walked to his seat, gracefully picked up his knife and fork and began to eat.

Watching Chu Mingyang munch on delicious food, Lu Xiaoxin can't even swallow saliva.

Forty minutes later.

Chu Mingyang had enough to eat and drink. He gracefully drew a paper towel and wiped his mouth. Turning to Lu Xiaoxin, she saw her eyes full of hatred and glared at herself.

Chu Mingyang smiled happily. The cook tonight was transferred from my mother's house. It tastes really good. I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time.

Hearing Chu Mingyang say this, Lu Xiaoxin wants to kill this hateful guy with her eyes.

Abused her with delicious food.

However, she didn't know whether there was a crime of abuse with food in the law, and then severely sentenced this guy to prison.

Looking at the guy eating with relish and hearing that he said it was cooked by a professional chef, Lu Xiaoxin reluctantly looked at the rest of the delicious food eaten by Chu Mingyang.

A woman is very poor.

Lu Xiaoxin just wanted to kill Chu Mingyang with her eyes. At the moment, her fierce eyes are also slowly soft.

Why should she be more serious in front of delicious food.

Women don't bow down for food. It's a fool. Lu Xiaoxin tries to convince herself and try to make herself look better.

Her mouth couldn't laugh, so she tried to look at Chu Mingyang with smiling eyes.

Looking at the suddenly changed woman, Chu Mingyang just wanted to say: she will be killed by her mouth and stomach sooner or later. However, if the woman who is trying to show at the moment is normal, her smile may have some effect.

At the moment, her smile is more ugly than her cry.

Rash ghost, you are a person. You have to fight for breath if you don't steam steamed bread.

Hearing Chu Mingyang teach herself a lesson, Lu Xiaoxin really wants to teach this guy a lesson.

If she wasn't too weak, she wouldn't be bullied by him.

Shit!

I also said that I have to fight for breath if I don't steam steamed bread. My sister has never steamed steamed bread and has been striving for glory.

Helpless, lack of Qi!

At this time, grandma Chu came back from the outside. As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned by the scene in front of her. From a distance, she saw Lu Xiaoxin with a prominent object in her mouth. As for what object it was, the old man didn't see it clearly.

Grandma Chu squinted at the restaurant and began to change her shoes.

After changing her shoes, she was stunned as soon as she took a few steps forward. Lu Xiaoxin was tied to her seat like zongzi.

When the old man saw this scene, he clapped his hands hard. My little ancestor, where are you playing?

Grandma Chu saw Lu Xiaoxin tied to her seat with an unknown object in her mouth and her hands tied back, completely losing her freedom to walk.

children?

my god!

The girl is still pregnant with a child. How can she play like this.

Son of a bitch, that's too much.

Seeing this, grandma Chu looked around. Her eyes finally fell on a massager. She picked up the manual massager and walked towards her baby grandson.