The mystery husband is a little bad

Zhao tingleng is in the same place, his face is green and red. Zhao Min is also bleary. Then she looks up at him. After a few seconds of silence, she finally clears her throat and says, "well, would you like to turn around and let me have a look?"

"Shut up, you stupid woman!" Zhao Ting's face was red and his ears were red. He was so angry that he wanted to kill her.

Zhao Min was very happy with her smile. It seemed that she could not stop staring at Zhao Ting's legs and laughing. Seeing that Zhao Ting's face was really stinky, she restrained her smile a little bit and controlled her laugh: "cough, OK, I won't laugh. If you don't take off your pants."

Pants off, what's he wearing?! Naked! How is that possible?

Zhao Min also suddenly realized: "you wait for me to find you a dress."

Zhao Ting sat on the sofa and glared at Zhao Min as he limped into the room. After a while, Zhao Min held up a skirt and came out: "this is my biggest and loosest skirt. Would you like to try it?"

Zhao Ting's face is darker than the bottom of the pot. He is already upset that he has to wear such a small dress. Now he even wants to wear her skirt? It's just humiliation, OK!

"Don't want to wear it?" Zhao Min can also guess Zhao Ting's mind at this moment with his toes, so he just chuckled and didn't mean it reluctantly

"Here!" Zhao Ting looked at her with a gloomy face.

"Yes?" Zhao Min picked his eyebrows and looked at him as if surprised.

Zhao Ting yelled: "I said bring it!"

"Oh." So Zhao Min raised his hand and lost the clothes, which happened to fall on Zhao Ting's hand.

"Turn your back!" Zhao Ting ordered again.

Zhao Min grinned: "I said that you are a big man, and there are so many requirements." Although she said that, she turned around and heard his voice of changing clothes. She felt that the time was almost over, so Zhao Min turned around. Zhao Ting was surprised and quickly pulled down the skirt: "who let you turn around!"

“……” Zhao Min looks at Zhao Ting's body and turns into a tight skirt again. But because it's a sleeveless shirt made of modal fabric, its elasticity is very small and it doesn't worry about bursting. But looking at Zhao Ting - "ha ha ha ha ha ha -" she can't help but give out a series of magic laughter. "If you put on a little makeup, you will be as good as a flower!"

"Zhao Min!" Zhao Ting's head was smoking.

Zhao Min couldn't laugh straight up. Even under his glare, he still couldn't control himself: "cough, cough, OK, I won't laugh, I won't laugh, I won't laugh, ah, ha ha ha!"

Zhao Ting has no time to face any more. He calls Huang Xiao directly and asks him to send another set of clothes as soon as possible.

Huang Xiao had just returned home to get a sleep. When he heard Zhao Ting's request, he immediately looked up to the sky and screamed, "my ancestors, what do I owe you? What the hell are you doing?"

"Less nonsense, hurry up!"

Zhao Min finally calmed down for a while, then smelled the ginger in the air, turned to the kitchen and walked: "ginger soup is ready, you can go after drinking it."

She limped into the kitchen, Zhao Ting saw her movements, a brisk step rushed up to buckle her wrist: "what are you doing, dying, when your hand is a wall of iron?" Unexpectedly, I went to get the stainless steel iron can with my bare hands, did I have any water in my head?

"Insulated gloves." Zhao Ting looks for a circle, also did not find gloves, frown at her, Zhao Min shook his head: "No." In fact, she just came back. There's no time to buy many things.

Zhao Ting put up with it again and again, and finally said, "go out first, I'll come here."

"Oh."

Zhao Min limped out of the kitchen again, and then looked at Zhao ting in the kitchen to find a way. She sat on the sofa, with her hands on her cheeks, and looked at his busy figure in his own clothes. Suddenly, her eyes were a little confused.

Zhao Ting came out with two bowls of ginger soup and one bowl handed it to her. Finding that her eyes were not right, he asked, "what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"Nothing." After taking back his sight, Zhao Min pointed to Jiang Tang and said, "drink while it's hot."

"You don't drink it?"

"It's too hot. I'll cool it before I drink it. You can drink it first. You have a bad cold."

Zhao Ting didn't say anything more, so he carried the soup bowl and kept blowing, which could cool faster.

Originally, Zhao Min wanted to talk about how he was such a mother. He just drank ginger soup and even blew it. As a result, Zhao Ting put his bowl of ginger soup in front of her: "well, it's cool. Drink it quickly."

Zhao Min stared, "you gave me a cold drink."

Zhao Ting was speechless and took up another bowl. This time, without much boasting, he drank it. Zhao Min looked at the bowl of ginger soup and lost his mind for a long time until Zhao Ting reminded her, "what are you doing? Drink it quickly. Isn't it you want to drink it while it's hot?"

"Oh." Zhao Min takes the ginger soup and drinks it with a small mouth.

Jiang Tang is very pull, just one entrance, she wanted to spit out, can be found by Zhao Ting, he said: "hold the nose, big mouth big mouth pour down!"When a bowl of ginger soup went down, Zhao Min felt that his body was boiling hot and sweat began to come out. Zhao Ting was even more upset when the nightdress was pasted on him.

At this time, the doorbell came from the door.

Zhao Ting looked back and said, "it should be my friend who has sent me clothes. Go and open the door." He walked quickly to the bathroom. He certainly didn't want his image to appear in front of others.

Zhao Minle made a couple of noises and dragged his injured leg to the door to open the door.

Outside the door stood a handsome man. Although he was impatient, he had red lips, white teeth, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His facial features were very outstanding, very good-looking.

Huang Xiao was really mad by Zhao Ting this morning, but when he saw Zhao Min, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and then he looked at her with a bright and ambiguous smile: "Hello, beauty, I'm here to find Zhao ting. Is he there?"

"You're here to send clothes. Give them to me. He's in there." Zhao Min also likes beautiful people, so he answers with a kind face.

"Really." Huang Xiao glanced up and down at Zhao Min, especially saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and clavicle, but it was indescribable and attractive, and her long legs were exposed in front of his eyes without any disguise. He looked twice more, and his nose blood flowed down unexpectedly.

Zhao Min is shocked, this person is also too angry a little bit: "you, are you ok?" She pointed to his nose.

Huang Xiao, who was still a little muddled, touched his nose at Zhao Min's prompt and almost didn't jump up. It's really a shame. It's a shame - he actually had nosebleed in front of a beautiful woman -