Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"How much?"

"Of course! You are the weight of a group of people

"Then you can eat more. Next time I'll see a satisfied face." He said of course.

Shallow Xi is not the first time speechless, also quietly accepted the fact of his Yan control, but, Wu Wu Wu, can you control others.

After these days of devil training, she relaxed for the first time, pulled the white tiger to sit in front of the TV and turned on the TV.

"What for?" The white tiger frowned at her

"Watch TV. You think you're going to show me. " Shallow Xi laughingly said, quickly adjust the entertainment channel, those stars most of the station.

While watching, Qian Xi nagged: "what do you think of this female star? Ah ah, you look at the delicate face, like Q Barbie. "

"Too much make-up."

Change the channel!

"Ah! You see this, plain beauty, you see this temperament, fresh and refined

The white tiger touched his chin, approached the TV screen and looked at it carefully.

The wind is shallow and the eyebrows are raised. It seems that there is a play. As long as Bai Hu turns her attention to others, she can really save her mind. In the future, she won't have to worry about his sudden appearance. It's not worth her life.

In front of the TV, he knocked on the screen: "can't you see it?"

"What?"

"The nose has been padded, the chin has been shaved, the lips have been pricked, and the face has been pricked with apple muscle."

The wind is shallow and the sun is slightly open, isn't it? She didn't see it at all? I rely on, suddenly feel white tiger really good terror, his Yan control level, must be ashes! I can even see this.

Can't help but give him a thumbs up: "fierce."

"It's this man. He'll make do with it." He casually pointed to a male star on the screen, obviously not interested, just casually said a word.

"Not as handsome as you."

"Of course, our hall leader's earth shaking appearance is not comparable to that of such human beings?" As soon as he raised his chin, his tone was still very serious.

Feng Qianxi was used to hearing it: "but if you want to talk about men, Nangong can definitely dump them for a few blocks, right? By the way, why don't you pester Nangong Jue? You should like his shocking face very much. "

The white tiger's eyes suddenly darkened and burst out a cold light: "yes, it's ordinary." And the tone has changed, very low.

"Ordinary? How can it be ordinary? Let me say a word of conscience, leaving aside his broken character. Where else can I find some as beautiful as him? "

"It's not my dish."

"Then you have a special taste." Why? How to say this sentence, I feel like I'm scolding myself. He thinks so much of me. My mother's mouth is cheap. He says he has special taste. He really turns around and scolds himself. Looking back, I thought, "what do you think of Mu Qianchen, Nangong Jue's good friend?"

"Do you know mu Qianchen?"

"I think so."

"His three courtyards and five eyes are very exquisite, which can be called the most exquisite craftsmanship."

"Are you describing sculpture?"

"It's art."

"I can't understand." The wind was shallow, and the sun shook his head.

"It's really heartbreaking that people like you, who don't understand art, will turn your face into this virtue." Hurt his heart.

Art, in the eyes of white tiger, is just art. Art is ruined. As an artist, it hurts to the liver.

Feng Qianxi stretched out: "Hey, I'm a layman, I don't know art."

"After all, are you on drugs? How do you make yourself like this? "

"You're on drugs. I'm exercising." She sat in the posture of a bodybuilding coach.

The white tiger drew his lips: "I'll take it as if I didn't hear it. Forget it, you look like a beggar now. It's not nutritious. Goodbye. "

"You're leaving?" She was a little surprised that he suddenly wanted to leave. It turned out that he was not interested in begging. But are you really like a beggar?

"Good bye. When we meet next time, let's give our master some fat and white spots."

"Oh, take your time. Thank you for the food."

He waved his sleeve and left.

Oh, although he wants to get rid of the white tiger, he's not so bad, but his eccentricity is a little scary, there's no malice, and it's very interesting.

"Gulu Gulu" also protested. Quickly sneaked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, which was stuffed a little extra space are not.

Although it is a little more, but do not eat white do not eat.

After a crazy meal, she began to continue to do training. It took her a little time to stay with white tiger, so she had to double her time and work hard.

Evening is coming.

Feng xiaobad went home alone. Fortunately, he went to school with Xiaobai today, so he was not lonely at all. I don't know why, Mommy didn't come to pick him up today. He's been waiting for a long time, and no one answered Mr. Song's call. Did Mommy go to do something again?

Anyway, when a man is self-improvement, he has to go to and from school by himself.

Take out the key, push the door in, the light in the room is on, is mommy at home or not“ I'm back, Mommy. Are you home? "

There was no response.

Xiaobai suddenly cried out to the sofa.

Wind small bad curiosity around the sofa, saw the wind shallow Xi shrink volume in the sofa carpet, the whole person shrink volume like a snail.

"Mommy Xiao bad squats down and tries to pull Mommy up. But his strength is not so great.

The wind was shallow and the wind was shivering on the ground. His face was pale, his lips were blue and his head was full of sweat. He closed his eyes tightly and couldn't open them.

Looking at mommy's appearance, Feng Xiaobing was so scared that she almost collapsed. She grabbed mommy's arm: "Mommy, Mommy, what's the matter with you? Don't you scare me? Mommy, are you ok? "

Xiaobai also slowly climbed over, lying beside xiaobad, licking Qianxi's hand, and then rubbed xiaobad's body with his body, as if to comfort him.

"Mommy, are you sick? Are you speechless? Where is the pain and discomfort? " Wind small bad urgent tears are in the orbit, but the next second, he put the tears all sucked back.

A man is a man. He doesn't want to cry. Mommy says it's the behavior of the weak.

Reach out and touch mommy's forehead. It's terrible. It's very hot. Isn't it a fever? But it seems that the fever is not so serious.

Not caring so much, he quickly ran to the ice bag, put the ice on Qian Xi's forehead, and found a thick quilt to cover her.

The wind shallow Xi is only occasionally twitch, like asleep, but the expression looks like it is so painful. Little bad sucked his nose: "Mommy, hold on, I'll find someone to help you."

With that, he patted xuemastiff: "go, Xiaobai."