Where is the cute wife

Bai Tongxi looked back along his sight: "Oh! I think Dad ate a lot in the evening, so I decided to make him a cup of grapefruit tea to help him digest. Don't get upset when he goes to bed at night. "

After a pause, seeing Meng Peiyuan's treacherous look, Bai Tong Xi asked, "do you want it?"

"Yes." Meng Peiyuan definitely said, "but I'm not flustered because of rising."

"Is that?" Bai Tong Xi looked at him with concern. He said that if he was close to the red, she had learned something from Dr. Jiang recently.

Meng Peiyuan's mouth a mention, evil four whispers: "Mrs. Meng, I am holding back flustered."

On his pair of implicit provocative eyes, Bai Tongxi can be said to understand.

She sneered: "Mr. Meng, please distinguish the occasion to speak."

Meng Peiyuan is as thick as the city wall, which has been weathered for a long time: "what are the occasions? We're not out in the kitchen... "

"Shut up!" Bai Tong stamped his foot with pity. He just stepped on Meng Peiyuan's toes exposed outside his slippers. The pain made him grin his teeth and called out "murder my husband"!

Bai Tongxi's eyes slightly drooped to his toes. After making sure that he was safe and sound, he quickly lifted up again and said coldly, "if you don't want to have another look, you'd better speak more politely."

Meng Peiyuan, who even stopped the cheap words, with a handsome face, snatched the teacup of pomelo tea behind Bai Tongxi.

Bai Tongxi's response was slow and half beat: "you give it back to me!"

"If you have the ability, you can grab it." Cool finish, Meng Peiyuan rely on height advantage, head up to drink.

Originally, he only drank it because he was angry. But after tasting it carefully, Meng Peiyuan found that pomelo tea was cold, sour and sweet.

"Are you a child? How dare you grab drinks with your elders? Put it down

Hearing this, Meng Peiyuan drank more fiercely.

Bai Tongxi really wanted to hit Meng Peiyuan's stomach and beat the pomelo tea he had just drunk. But the picture was so ugly that he had to give up.

A moment later, Meng Peiyuan put down the cup, licked the sexy corners of his mouth, and said, "in fact, you have to thank me."

"Oh?" he said "You drink the pomelo tea I made for Dad, and I want to thank you?"

Meng Peiyuan shook the glass in his hand. Suddenly, there was a clear sound of some ice blocks collided with each other: "Dad is old, this is a big night. If you add ice to pomelo tea, it will not hurt his stomach or chrysanthemum."

Bai Tongxi listened to this reason, but he could not help but say that she could not say "thank you".

She snatched the empty glass in his hand, poured the ice into the wash basin, turned on the tap, washed the cup and said impolitely, "I hope you have stomachache and chrysanthemum pain now."

"The most poisonous woman's heart." Meng Peiyuan commented lightly.

"It's also polluted by your spirit!"

At this time, only listen to behind them ring a voice: "Peiyuan, little boy, I almost should return home."

"Dad..." Smell speech, Bai Tongxi quickly put down the cup, turn off the tap.

Turning around, she pushed away Meng Peiyuan, who was tired of sitting on her side, and looked at Meng Zhixian standing outside the kitchen: "so urgent?"

She remembers that Meng's father and son just chatted a few words at the dinner table. Could Meng Zhixian be reconciled to leaving so soon?

Meng Zhixian nodded to her: "well, I was just going to look at you and leave. I didn't expect to have a meal here. Dad is satisfied."

Bai Tong Xi grabs the corner of her clothes. If it wasn't for Meng Peiyuan, she could still offer Meng Zhixian a cup of tea!

Side eyes, she looked at the side of a man with a face that did not move, thought for a while, said: "can you send dad to the door for me? I still have a cup to wash. "

Meng Peiyuan took a deep look at her and made a subtle "um" sound.

"Goodbye, Dad! Come home and play more Bai Tongxi stood there smiling and waving at Meng Zhixian. He turned his head and washed the cup which was no longer clean

The door.

Meng Peiyuan held the door plank with one hand, and said to Meng Zhixian, who had just put on his shoes, "just send it here. You can go."

Meng Zhixian brewed and asked, "do you have time to go outside for a walk with me?"

Meng Peiyuan frowned: "no time!"

Meng Zhixian recalled softly: "I remember when I was a child, you liked to go for a walk with me after dinner..."

Meng Peiyuan's eyes set off waves, but soon disappeared in the invisible: "when I was a child, I didn't know how to see a football under your armpit, then I subconsciously followed you!"

As he said this, he subconsciously swept Meng Zhixian's body and found that when the light fell on his shoulder, he was not as tall as before, but was full of desolation.

Meng Zhixian's chest heaved violently and asked in a hoarse voice, "that I went back? "

"Let's go

Lao Zhang, who drives a car, is getting older and has lost his eyesight. He can go back one second earlier! Meng Peiyuan thought.Meng Zhixian's gap of turning back three times one step only heard Meng Peiyuan say impatiently: "it's not that I can't see you in the future. As for how reluctant you are! How about taking a bitter drama? "

Meng Zhixian had a heavy heart. At this moment, he jumped with joy. His mouth was slightly bent and he turned back and said, "Stinky boy!" He walked briskly.

After putting the door on, Meng Peiyuan's cold facial features softened.

After a little bit of consolidation, he turned his head and went to find the woman who was stirring up the flames but was not responsible.

Bai Tongxi has been busy working in the kitchen for a long time and is also tired.

In order to reward herself, she unexpectedly poured some Sprite, coke, Fanta and so on, which she had not had time to drink after she bought it home today, just like making a cocktail, and poured a little into the glass

Meng Peiyuan was not far away to see the corner of his eyes straight pumping: "you are poisoning, little witch?"

Bai Tong Xi rolled his eyes and said, "it's rare to see more of it! Don't mention how delicious this mixed drink is

After a pause, she said thoughtfully, "but it is also true that a young master like you who is self-supporting has never tried such an interesting drinking method."

He said he didn't drink it. It seemed like a pity!

No matter how many patterns there are, isn't it a drink?

Meng Peiyuan disdains to sit on the sofa, disparaging way: "I see it is nondescript."

Tut, it's sour if you can't eat grapes.

Bai Tong Xi ignores him. He stirs the liquid in the next cup with chopsticks, holds the cup in both hands and sips gently along the edge of the cup.

"Wow, perfect!"

Most of all, Bai Tongxi's satisfaction on her face is too infectious. She said that it was good to drink. Meng Peiyuan could not help but also wanted to try it.

"Cough!" He tried to attract the attention of Bai Tongxi, who was sitting cross legged on the floor, with the sound of coughing.

Bai Tongxi pretended not to hear, silently picked up the remote control and rang the TV. The sound from the TV immediately covered his cough.