Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

It seems that she can't be angry, helpless and warm. It's hard to describe her emotion at this time. She ate and said: "I just wanted to ask, are you called Canglang? It's a strange name. "

As he ate, he said: "wolf, it's just a code name. You know the hunter Association, and you've been to the black market. You must know a lot about it. Sometimes, in our industry, the name is often ignored, but replaced by a code name. For too many years, I've almost forgotten my real name... It seems that my name is... Cangyiqing, or cangyixiao. Ah, it seems to be called cangyixiao

"I can't remember my name clearly, but I can remember a woman's name very clearly. What Fangfang, lily, Yanyan, Bingbing, you can recite it like a stream."

He held his cheek and said, "I've just met you. I've started to teach dad a lesson! Ah, you girl, you have such sharp teeth. I'm worried that you won't get married. "

"I'm just telling the truth."

"It's OK. If you can't get married, dad will support you." His expression was just like that of the local tyrant's father, except that he didn't get a handful of money out of his chest and left it on the table.

Wind shallow Xi sweat wiped one and another: "married out, don't worry so much."

"You mean you really have a partner?"

"I think so."

"Who is who? Are you handsome? " He asked.

Wind shallow Xi turned his eye, ordinary parents should not ask, how are you? Who is it? Did not expect his father, asked, handsome? Is this my father?

"Don't talk about me. Talk about you and my mother."

She changed the subject.

"OK, when I'm done, we'll exchange."

Shallow Xi depressed, slow for a while, this still have exchange? She met her for the first time, but nodded: "OK, exchange is exchange. You say it first

"This is a touching love story. In those days, manwei was in her prime, and I was also in yushulifeng. We met in a beautiful place..." he started the story with this

The wind shallow Xi side eats this dish, at the same time leisurely listens to him to say.

More than 20 years ago.

At that time, manwei was still a maid of Yan family, and she was a very special maid. Why was she so special? Because she gave birth to a young master for the master of Yan family, but she is still a maid!

Of course, it's also a poor maid. Mrs. Yan is making things difficult

On this day, manwei accompanied Mrs. Yan to go shopping. What she said was nice, but what she said was not. She tried every means to abuse her. Halfway through.

Madam Yan is tired, then let man Wei take things back.

Man Wei is carrying a shopping bag in her hand. She runs back in a hurry. In order to get close to the road, she passes a park. Who knows that she is stumbling over a stone.

After a fall, the paper bag on her hand spilled all over the floor, and several bags were thrown out by her. One of the shopping bags full of underwear seemed to have wings and could not turn back.

The bag just happened to knock down the man sitting on the chair in front of him. His head was covered with underwear. From his head, it spilled all over him. It looked like a red and green Christmas tree.

He closed the book in his hand, put it aside, took the bag off his head, frowned and looked down at the woman's underwear hanging on his body.

Mou Guang looks at man Wei from a distance.

Man Wei couldn't help picking up the shopping bag on the ground and hurried over: "sorry, sorry... Sorry..."

"Yours?" Wolf one hand off the underwear on the head, one hand, holding the bow on the underwear, are very sexy clothes. But he was very cold, just finished speaking, when he did not answer, he said: "well... Looking at the size of underwear, it's different from yours."

Man Wei covered her chest: "it's not mine."

"It's not yours. I lost it."

"Well, wait. It's mine

"Whether it's yours or not." Wolf, look at her. I'm going to stand up.

"Don't stand up."

"Well?"

"I can't explain why things fall down and get dirty on the ground." Manwei said, close to him, and slowly picked up all the underwear he was wearing.

The wolf stared at him and watched her gently pick up the things. She moved slowly. Her slender fingers and every touch made people feel very strange. It was very strange.

"Thank you." She took care of the things and went back to pick up other things

The wolf held his cheek and looked at her. In the sun, her skin was as white as jade. Temperament is more refined, like chrysanthemum general, standing in front, like a breeze blowing across the cheek, people feel very comfortable.

When she picked up things, she couldn't help showing all kinds of expressions, which could be seen in his eyes.

Counting things carefully, it seems that there is a silk scarf missing.

She was very anxious to find it

"What are you looking for?" The wolf went over.

"A silk scarf is missing."

"That one?" He pointed to the silk scarf hanging on the side branch.

Manwei nodded: "how did you fly there?" We need to get it down.

"How do you take such a tall girl? Go and sit over there. I'll go up and get it for you

Manwei nodded politely, elegant and decent. Is now too many gold Miss than: "thank you." She sat in the chair where he had just sat and waited.

In his spare time, he picked up the book he put aside and read it.

With wolf's skill, he took the silk scarf from the tree a few times. When he wanted to give it back to her, he saw her reading his book: "do you want to read it again?"

Man Wei raised her head: "well, I'm sorry, I read your book without your permission."

"It doesn't matter! The problem is, is this OK? You are a girl... "

"I haven't seen it before." She said calmly, very insipid, did not feel that there was any problem.

This is to let the wolf wipe a sweat, that is a small yellow book, this woman, is really strange: "you like to send you, go back to long read, women, read more of this book, also very good for you."

"Good?"

"Isn't it true that reading can break thousands of books and writing can be a miracle?" There is something in the story

Manwei didn't care: "thank you, but I still don't want it. I may not have time to see it. " Her refusal was very insipid, and she didn't take this little yellow book seriously.

The wolf handed her something: "here, your silk scarf."

As soon as she took it over, she found that the silk scarf had been broken by the branches. It's a famous brand silk scarf. This one costs 10000 or 20000 yuan. She can't afford it. What should she do? When I go back, I'll be told by my wife.

Looking at her expression, the wolf seemed to guess something: "this thing is not yours?"

"Well."