80s: Little Sweet Wife

Yan Mingshun saw through Wu Mei's evil intentions hidden behind the cuteness at a glance, and laughed secretly, and asked, "Are Teacher He and Wu Yue feeling unwell? Do you need to visit my house?"

Wu Zhengsi frowned slightly and wrote lightly, "You don't have to bother your grandma, it's just that you're tired, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Yesterday, he was still so alive, and he beat Wu Mei's face into a dead face. Today, he shouted that he couldn't get out of bed?

Hmph, I still don't want to protest with him!

He Wu Zhengsi didn't want to do this. He originally wanted to teach He Biyun a lesson. After two months, He Biyun was reinstated. Now it seems that this woman will not be cured. If you love to cook, you don't want to cook. Meimei's dishes are much better than He Biyun's.

He also has a big opinion on Wu Yue. He just fell down after failing an exam. His ability to resist setbacks is too poor. No wonder Meimei said that Yueyue is not mentally healthy. Yue went to the hospital to do psychological counseling, and it was fine if his grades were not good. If he didn't cause mental problems again, his face would be even more embarrassing.

He Biyun in the room was still swearing, but she didn't know that she had already stolen the chicken and pushed the housekeeper Quan away, and the quality of life had plummeted.

Yan Mingshun said his goodbye after eating the noodles. Before leaving, he blinked at Wu Mei, who understood and blinked, be careful of the thumping joy of his liver.

"Dad, I'm going to the library to read some books!"

Wu Mei finished washing the dishes and asked for leave with Wu Zhengsi. Wu Zhengsi agreed without saying a word. Wu Mei tucked the ball into his schoolbag and ran towards the door excitedly, not letting the future chief wait for a long time.

"Brother Mingshun!" Wu Mei panted and ran to the gate, Yan Mingshun rode on the car, wearing a blue, red and white school uniform, which was obviously the least conspicuous school uniform, but he wore it into a dazzling scenery.

"Come up!"

Yan Mingshun said lightly, and when Wu Mei jumped into the car, his toes a little, the car slid out, the trees on the sidewalk moved back one by one, and the autumn wind was blowing on him, making people sleepy.

Wu Meiqiang cheered up and chatted with Yan Mingshun, from changing rooms to her studies, and chatting about poetry and the distance. In the end, there was really nothing to talk about, because she was the only one talking, Yan Mingshun was just 'um' 'Oh' in response, it seems that she is particularly noisy.

But if you don't say it, the atmosphere is also very embarrassing!

Wu Mei smiled dryly, thinking of what Yan Mingshun had praised her before, and asked excitedly, "Brother Mingshun, Grandpa Yan said that I have spirituality and will have a future. Is it true?"

"Fake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yan Mingshun is very neat and neat, Wu Mei's face suddenly collapsed, his heart is really lying, staring at Yan Mingshun's thin and strong back, hate to die, can't Tell a lie to coax her?

"Brother Mingshun, sometimes white lies are necessary, because some people's psychology is not too strong." Wu Mei euphemistically expressed her dissatisfaction.

Yan Mingshun chuckled softly, and when he looked back, he saw the little girl with her mouth cocked high, and she was in a good mood. It was interesting to tease the silly girl.

"Okay, it's true." Yan Mingshun said with a smile.

Wu Mei was dumbfounded. He really wanted to smack the guy in front of him a few times. He said all the lies first. What's the use of telling lies now?

"Brother Mingshun, I'm mentally strong."

"That's still fake!"

Wu Mei: ... 80 Little Sweet Wife