Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

Watching Jiang Mengxian walk away with the ball, even Xue pole immediately sat in the position where Jiang Mengxian had just sat, and asked Lian Xiwan urgently: "uncle, is Jiang Xiaomeng really married? But she doesn't look like she's married at all!"

"Who is her husband? Am I handsome?"

"Uncle ~ just tell me who her husband is! I really want to see him!"

Lian Xiwan was eating chicken crispy bones and made a "creak" sound. After eating, he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin. Then he asked coldly, "what do you want to do?"

Even the snow pole smiled: "what not to do, I'll ask curiously."

After dinner, Lian Xiwan went upstairs. Even Xuepeng pestered him and asked, "uncle, just tell me, who is Jiang Xiaomeng's husband!"

"Is it black seven? Is it black eight?"

"Ah, uncle! I beg you!"

Lian Xiwan's information about her subordinates is tightly protected. Even if Jiang Mengxian is a little nanny, even Xuepeng can't find her information. She can only find out. She graduated from Chengbei No. 1 middle school and studied at Imperial University, but she can't find out who her husband is.

Lian Xuepeng stayed in Villa 8 for the night. The housekeeper arranged a guest room for him. After taking a bath in the guest room, he harassed Lian Xiwan and knocked hard on the door. Lian Xiwan looked at him with cold face and expressionless enthusiasm.

"Uncle, sign it for me. Hurry, sign it on my waist!"

Lian Xiwan, who was ready to sleep, looked impatient, but he still took the signing pen from Lian Xuepeng's hand and signed his waist. Lian Xuepeng opened his pajamas and enjoyed the pleasure of his uncle signing on his waist.

Jiang Mengxian heard their voices, opened the door of the ball room, secretly poked out her head and saw Lian Xiwan's door. Lian Xuepeng was taking off her clothes at Lian Xiwan.

"Oh, leak!"

It started at the door. It must be hungry!

She quickly closed the door and locked it twice.

Tonight, Lian Xiwan is "lucky" and Lian Xuepeng. For the time being, she is still safe. She lies on her small sofa and can't help thinking.

Lian Xiwan is too abnormal, just like poppy flowers. Her appearance is absolutely bright, but it is highly toxic after all. If she falls, she will die!

With her eyes closed, Jiang Mengxian tossed and turned on the sofa, always remembering Lian Xiwan's gentle appearance and comfortable touch.

Ah, ah, ah!

No more!

Jiang Mengxian felt that she would sink sooner or later!

In order to prevent her wishful thinking, she turned on the computer and logged in to the game.

She and the number of the ball were hijacked and frozen by Jing Feng. Now she can't play. She can only play a trumpet in a low-key way and start over. She can't beat up like before.

In reality, she and Qiuqiu wear parent-child clothes, and the game is also parent-child clothes. Their images are similar. At first glance, they are father and son.

"Son, go and take you to fight!"

Jiang Mengxian touched the frog's small head around the ball and said gently that the ball didn't speak, but in fact, she must be very happy.

The father and son in the game are generally equipped and have not joined any gangs. They are very low-key. Starting from the novice village, they play strange slowly one by one. The ball doesn't use plug-ins indiscriminately, and Jiang Mengxian doesn't throw money indiscriminately.

On the other side, even Xuepeng's waist was almost full of Lian Xiwan's stage name. He pulled down his pants a little, exposed his ass eggs, and pouted his ass at Lian Xiwan: "come on, uncle, sign my ass too."

Lian Xiwan, who was holding the signature pen, finally blew up. He poked the signature pen on Lian Xuepeng's back, raised his foot and kicked his rising ass. Lian Xuepeng slipped out along the marble and hit the wall before he stopped.

"Get out!"

With a loud bang, even Xiwan's door slammed shut. Even Xuepeng knew that his uncle was angry and got up disheartened. He didn't dare to say more, holding his sore ass back to his guest room.

Lian Xiwan closed the door, returned to his room, opened the monitoring and ball watching room.

He originally installed ten or eight monitors in the ball room. Later, they were found black by the ball one by one. Recently, he reinstalled one. Although the angle is not good, you can still see that their mother and son are playing a game happily. Two frogs, one big and one small, close together and finish a strange game, Jiang Mengxian gave the ball a stroke for reward, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Even Xi Wan also opened his own computer and logged in to the game.

Jiang Mengxian just came out after a game with the ball. She was wandering around. Suddenly, she saw a very familiar ID 'nujia Xiaofeng' in the street ahead.

When I met Xiaofeng, she was still a trumpet. Now her operation and wealth have accumulated, and she has gradually become a well-known female Xia. Many people pursue her. Moreover, since Sirius was hijacked by Jingfeng, the marriage between Xiaofeng and Sirius has been forcibly severed, and more people pursue her.

My little Phoenix is still dressed as a rabbit girl, or the parent-child dress you wore with Sirius society. Now her husband and son are gone. Unexpectedly, she hasn't changed the parent-child dress yet.

Jiang Mengxian hesitated to meet her, but after she played the trumpet, she cut off contact with everyone before. If she met my Xiaofeng, what if she leaked the news? After all, across the screen, no one knows who the person opposite the network cable is!

But my Xiaofeng died for her before

Jiang Mengxian hesitated, but the ball went to find my Xiaofeng. After a while, my Xiaofeng came to meet Jiang Mengxian: "husband, is it really you?"

Now Jiang Mengxian has practiced a number again. She is a monk with Fairy Spirit, red lips and white teeth. She is no longer the arrogant and violent Sirius 233 before.

Since Qiuqiu likes this slave Xiaofeng, Jiang Mengxian has to admit it: "madam, it's me."

Nujia Xiaofeng was very happy. She hurriedly established a husband and wife relationship with Jiang Mengxian's new number and accepted the ball as her son. The three members of the family reunited again.

Now the nujia Xiaofeng is several levels higher than Jiang Mengxian. Jiang Mengxian used to play strange with her, but now she plays strange with Jiang Mengxian.

A family of three is slowly upgrading

The next day, Jiang Mengxian got up early to take care of Qiu Qiu, washed her face, brushed her teeth and changed clothes for school. When she had breakfast, she saw Lian Xuepeng limping downstairs with one hand on the wall and one hand on her old waist.

She was startled: "ice cream, what's the matter with you?"

Even the snow pole dared not say that he was kicked by his uncle. He hesitated: "fell."

Fell?

Jiang Mengxian won't believe it.

What a big noise from the big pervert! It makes it difficult to walk even with snow poles!

At breakfast time, Jiang Mengxian dared not say anything. Her eyes came and went between Lian Xiwan and Lian Xuepeng, and the table was full of delicacy.