Ding Ergou's life as a hunter

Gentle and considerately straightened the beauty's hair, bent her index finger into a hook shape, wiped the tears on her face, reached out to hold her hand, and pulled her up from the ground, this time

Fu Pinqian didn't refuse Ding Ergou's hug anymore.

Over the past few years, she has treated herself as a man, and she has endless work and housework every day. But when all this suddenly goes away, when another man treats her tenderly and considerately, she returns to enjoyment again.

A moment of tenderness for men.

"Oh, I'm hungry, are you finished?" Miaomiao couldn't help it and started knocking on the door.

Ding Ergou smiled, walked to the door, and opened the door of the kitchen.

"Little girl, why don't you wear shoes? It's not cold in this winter?" Ding Ergou looked at Miaomiao, who was protruding his head at the door, and asked. Ding Ergou's Beauty Hunting Life 288

"Oh, I forgot to wear it, how about the dumpling bag, do you want me to help?" Miao Miao asked with a ghostly face.

"It's not yet, let's wait a moment, go put on your shoes before coming over." Fu Pinqian said while pretending to pack up the basin inside.

"You two are too low-efficiency. What are you doing? The future is long. Now let's make dumplings for me. I'm really hungry." After that, Miaomiao walked to the bedroom to change his shoes.

, this is simply a villain.

Miao Miao just walked into the bedroom door and quietly closed the door.

Ming's photos, gently cover the phase frame into the chest, and shed tears silently. "Dad, rest assured, we will be happy, we will definitely put the frame into the drawer

Then, then

In a nightclub in Haiyang County, this time is the season of night and night carnival. Tonight, it seems to be deserted, because there is a brand that is suspended at the door, and the door is also dark.

You can see several people sitting in the sofa in the middle of the hall.

"San Shao, good words we have said, it is useless. Jia Chengliang is soft and hard, and relying on himself for a few years, he can scare others in jail, so there are very few in Anshan Town.

Someone had a hard resistance with him. If he did not do too much this time, we would not come to you. "As he smoked a deep sip of cigarettes, the light of his face illuminated a lot of outlines, this person

It was Wang Baoshan, Secretary of the Party Committee of Anshan Town.

"How much did his coal, how much did he pick?"

"More than 300 meters after the boundary, he has warned him many times, but not only did this boy not listen, he also threatened to go to the county to sue us, saying that I am a government official to operate coal mines. In fact, it is really a matter of money.

It is not a problem, but I am afraid that we will be softened this time, and he will become more intensified. "

"Damn it, have I not caused trouble these days? This bastard thinks that grandpa is afraid of them. Lao Wang, you don't have to worry about this matter. I'll deal with it. Since the agreement cannot be reached, then there is no need to discuss it. Let the fist.

Let's talk, you go back, I know what to do. "Zheng Lao San said fiercely.

Wang Baoshan stood up, and the nightclub went back by car, and Zheng Lao San in the hall was like a trapped beast. I couldn't wait to throw all the things on the furniture and smash it, but a word on the wall will be from the outbreak of the outbreak.

The edge of the edge gradually pulled back.

After a moment, he turned around and said to Niu Erben who was following behind him: "Go and do it cleanly, don't let people see it, that would be too obvious."

The three people's meals are very easy to make, and Fu Pinqian is also a Ma Li man. The meat filling is bought, and it is placed in the refrigerator, and Ding Ergou is responsible for the face. It seems that it seems that it is also a master.

During the stuffing, I watched the Ding Ergou with her eyes with her eyes. She did not believe that such a big guy would be on the face. This was just to put it in front of herself.

Then, then

But when she adjusted the meat filling and went to see Ding Ergou, I found that Ding Ergou had successfully reconciled the face, and the highest realm of the noodles, the hand light, the pot of the pot, the face light, the hand is the hand, the hand is the hand, the hand is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, it is the hand, the hand is the hand.

There is no dough on it, no dough in the basin, and the dough made of it is round and round, with no bumpy appearance on the skin.

"Okay, not simple, help work at home often?" Fu Pinqian asked.

"It's not to help the family work. When I work for myself, our family is alone, and the family is not hungry."

Fu Pinqian was stunned and looked at Ding Ergu, puzzled.

"My parents died in the mudslide, and I was the only one left, so if I don't know how to do these things, I won't starve to death sooner or later."

"Oh, when did it happen?"

"It's been a long time, don't say this, how about, let's start.". Ding Ergou said. Ding Ergou's Hunting Life 288

Fu Pinqian's maternal love suddenly spread. At this moment, she felt that she was not the most unfortunate. At least she had a daughter with her. This man was alone and didn't know that in the days when she lost her parents.

How did he come here? No wonder he likes her. Perhaps this is a manifestation of the mother -in -law complex. Fu Pinqian argued for Ding Ergu in his heart.

The kitchen door is still closed, this time it was closed by Ding Ergou, and Miaomiao in the living room was watching a program called Avenue of Stars.

Fu Pinqian was rolling the dumpling skin, and Ding Ergou leaned against her and hugged her from behind. The bowl of dumpling filling was placed in front of Fu Pinqian. Every time Fu Pinqian rolled a piece of skin, he held it.

Put the dumpling filling on the chopping board on the side. Gradually, his body is closer to her until there is no gap.

That feeling made the speed of her hand getting slower and slower. A dumpling activity evolved into Qingqing, who was two.

In your own moan, gently rubbing forward.