Hot wife lives in the field

Qiuju came out of the house, feeling angry. When she turned around and saw the watermelon beside her, she asked Chi Xiaoyong to wash five or six of them, and killed them on the spot.

Yuan Mingzhu and liu'er help Meiniang choose vegetables. When they know that the watermelon has been cut, liu'er looks at the watermelon that has been cut on two tables and is stunned.

Hiding in the side, and Yuan Mingzhu whispered: "sister Mingzhu, I'm not stingy, you say she killed so many watermelons, eat it?"

Yuan Mingzhu didn't speak. Instead, she went over and held some watermelons. She called Yuan Xiaobao and Chen Xingyi over: "you send these to tianniu's house."

As soon as yuanmingzhu's voice fell, Qiuju stopped him: "Mingzhu, what are you doing?" It seems that Yuan Mingzhu is not willing to take away the watermelon.

"I can't finish eating this watermelon. I'll send some to the neighborhood."

"Pearl, if I don't say you, you just can't live. Why give it to others? Don't look at how much I cut, I can finish it. "

Liu'er, who was eating watermelon, choked when he heard this. He turned his head and looked at the watermelon on the table. His eyes were shocked.

"Are you sure?" Yuan Mingzhu picks eyebrows.

"It's not much. What's there to eat?" Qiuju, holding a ticket, patted Chi Xiaoyong's stomach: "Xiaoyong is lovely and eats watermelon."

"You can finish it."

Yuan Mingzhu said, put the watermelon back to its original place, looked up at Qiuju: "do you want to kill two more?"

"No, that's enough." Chi Xiaoyong, who is eating watermelon, looks at two tables of watermelons and burps. His eyes are a little more frightened. When he looks up at Qiuju, he swallows the words.

Two tables of watermelon, Yuan Mingzhu, they all ate five or six pieces, the rest was left to Zhuo's several people.

Chi Xiaoyong after eating more than ten pieces, some can't eat any more. Looking at no one in the room, he turned his head and looked at Qiuju with some resentment: "you say you, why kill so many watermelons?"

"How do I know they can't eat so much?" Qiuju said and glared at Chi Xiaoyong: "don't you usually eat well? What is this watermelon? "

She said, eyes on the table left more than half of the watermelon, at that time her heart nest with a stomach fire, want to sprinkle fire, where can consider so much? Later, seeing that Yuan Mingzhu was going to leave with a watermelon, she didn't want to go along with her heart, but ended up in the present scene.

Chi Xiaoyong took two more tablets and then went to the back of the stall: "I really can't eat any more." He felt his stomach bursting.

Zhuo just came over from the outside with his child in his arms. Hearing this, he felt sorry for his son and glared at Qiuju: "just do it, do it yourself?"

Mouth said so, but sat down to help eat those watermelons, and later called the sleeve over, a few people hard support, this will be those watermelons to solve the worst.

Liu Er occasionally came in from the outside, saw the situation of the main room, and said with a smile: "cousin, aunt, if you can't eat it, don't hold it up. If it's broken, it's not worth it."

"Where can support bad, even if another two, also eat, Xiao Yong's stomach is empty." Qiuju said, but also made an effort to pat Chi Xiaoyong's stomach. Chi Xiaoyong felt that he was about to spit out.

"Then why don't I kill you two more?"

Autumn chrysanthemum's face stiff stiff, "don't eat, this don't want to keep stomach, eat lunch?"

Liu'er looked at several people's bellies and walked away with a smile. When she got to the pot house, she burst out laughing: "I really want to face up and suffer. Look at the appearance of two people standing there. I don't believe it. They can eat at noon?"

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