Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

"Xiao Zhao" noticed that Meng Xinyan was wearing a mask and a cap next to him. "Ling?"

... When they walked into the house, they saw that the house was extremely rudimentary, with only two or three small stools beside the stove.

"Come, drink some water first."

"Xiao Zhao" came over with the bowl. The coffin noticed this small detail and had to take the bowl and take off the mask.

"Xiao Meng, you said nothing is useless, anyway, have already interviewed."

"Xiao Zhao" knew their intentions when they saw them.

After all, she remembered that the last time the coffin gave her a signature photo, let her be her daughter’s birthday, but she did this kind of thing today. She also felt very ashamed and could not lift her head in front of the coffin. .

"I want to ask, is the "pop" person trying to convince you to accept such an interview?"

"Xiao Zhao" money went down, no words, but she always remembered the woman's words, if she said something should not be said, the money is not a point.

Meng Xinyan is angry. "Zhao Li, Zhao Li, even if you have any difficulties, you can't lose your conscience! When do you see me swearing to the coffin? You say!"

When I heard the name that Mom shouted, Lingbi always felt familiar. Where did he hear it?

"I saw it that day...you squatted...it was too far away to hear what you were saying."

Meng Xinyan reluctantly helped the amount. "You saw the wrong person. I was... oh..." She sighed deeply and said calmly: "The man is Ou Mengxue, not a coffin."

"Xiao Zhao" naturally knows that the woman is not a coffin.

auzw.com "No, I'm sure she is a coffin." When he said this, "Xiao Zhao"'s eyes were still a little dodging.

When Lingbi slaps her head, she finally remembers. "You call ‘Zhao Li’?”

"Xiao Zhao" nodded and did not know what her intention was to ask.

When she heard that she admitted that she was "Zhao Li", Lingbi pulled out a photo from the photo album. Since she could not see the person above, she had to recall the date of the day.

Then I took the phone to Zhao Li. "Look at this photo. Are you and your husband?"

When Zhao Ligang took over, he heard a knock on the door. "Mom, my father and I are back!"

Zhao Li immediately put down the phone to open the door.

Just after a door opened, a little girl jumped in like a bunny. "Mom, we have a lot of bottles today!"

Zhao Lizhen went down and licked her head. "Well, okay."

"Lily, what are the two at home?"

The coffin listened to the sounds of both of them and they were familiar with it, but they couldn’t remember where they had heard it.

When the little girl saw the moment of the coffin, the eyes burst into a pleasant light, "Lingling sister."

As soon as she shouted, she reached her side. "Sister Ling, I am your little fan, how can you be at my house?"

The man who entered the door was slightly surprised. It was actually a big star who often sang in the mouth, but how could the big star come to his house?

I heard that the little girl said that she was a "small fan". The spirit of the coffin was warm and she just wanted to call her "little baby", but she remembered that Zhang Ma had said to herself before that Xiaonuo thought the word "baby". It was her exclusive name when she called Xiaonuo, so she had to change one. "Baby, what is your name?"