80s: Little Sweet Wife

Considering that Meimei was still hungry, Yan Mingshun only relieved his cravings a little. He didn't toss like he used to. His hunger and thirst were satisfied a little. , you can feed me when you're full!"

He frowned and glared at him sadly. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

Since crossing the Ming Road, Yan Mingshun has become more and more reckless. If he knew it would be like this, it would be better to be like before!

"Brother...I'm out of strength...I can't get up."

The beauty plan is absolutely useless, and the only thing left is the bitter meat plan. I just hope that this wolf dog can show kindness.

"Are your legs weak?" Yan Mingshun raised his eyebrows and slowly buttoned his shirt, as if he was slowing down the camera.

In the past, the shirt was tied in the belt, but now half of it is in the belt, and the other half is pulled out.

The **** chest muscles are even more bloody, and the eyebrows are dumbfounded for a while, swallowing several saliva, and the ears are automatically deaf.

This pectoral muscle is really sultry!

"Does it look good?"

Yan Mingshun's voice was getting closer and closer, and it contained danger, but the little lamb still didn't notice it, and he was still fascinated and his eyes were straight.

"It's beautiful...it's to die for!"

Meimei replied subconsciously, and was surprised to find that the chest muscles that swayed her spring love were getting closer and closer to him, secretly delighted, and her claws stretched out involuntarily, but her shirt was suddenly buttoned, and she couldn't touch anything.

"Want to touch?" The voice rang again, with a hint of laughter.

Meimei nodded vigorously, in fact, what she wanted most was to nibble!

"Then you touch me, I touch yours, how about fair trade?" Yan Mingshun teased deliberately, suppressed his impulse, and tasted the big meal slowly, and fed the goblin first.

Eat enough to work hard!

His brows trembled, and he regained his senses. He found that Yan Mingshun was resting on the table with one hand, looking down at her with a piercing expression, and there was playfulness in his eyes. She thumped his chest a few times in annoyance.

"I'm getting up, get out of the way!"

Hate to die, deliberately made a fool of her.

Yan Mingshun smiled wickedly, motionless, and deliberately said, "Aren't you touching your eyebrows?"

"No, there's nothing to touch, it's not just protein plus fat, pork is the same ingredient." Meimei snorted and pushed a certain wolf dog hard, but still couldn't push it, she was so angry that she grabbed Yan Mingshun's hand and bit it go up.

Yan Mingshun also followed her. Anyway, it was like tickling, but the little goblin was getting fatter and fatter. How dare you compare him to a pig?

After dinner, let's talk to the little goblin about the physiological difference between humans and pigs!

The little goblin's head is not very easy to use, so I have to say it several times, and it has to be taught in practice, which is a must.

Enough of flirting with my daughter-in-law~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yan Mingshun finally showed mercy and raised his eyebrows.

The dishes were cold, Yan Mingshun took them to heat them up, and they would be ready soon. He filled a bowl of hot soup, handed it to Meimei, and said softly, "Drink the soup to warm the stomach first, then eat the steak later, and I also grilled honey. Sauce chicken wings, ready in no time."

"Well, I'm not eating steak, and I'll eat chicken wings with my stomach."

Honey chicken wings, her favorite!

Yan Mingshun cut the steak into small pieces, forked a piece and fed it to her. As soon as the oven set time came, the golden and fragrant chicken wings were out of the pot. His eyebrows lit up, and he forked it and began to nibble. ..

"Eat slowly, be careful to burn your tongue." Yan Mingshun shook his head as he saw it. He had never seen chicken wings so much. There was nothing delicious in that stuff, and there was no meat.

After eating three chicken wings in a row, my stomach was full, Meimei wiped her hands with a napkin, touched a glass with Yan Mingshun, drank orange juice, and explained what she had done these days, including going to Brother Chen's tea house.

Hearing Brother Chen's name, Yan Mingshun frowned slightly and quickly relaxed.