The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

She stood up, walked to them, and squatted down.

Looking at the stubborn and cold little boy, he never looked into her eyes.

A pair of small hands clenched tightly.

Only Xintong looked at her with Shuiling eyes.

Meng Ying touched Xintong's face, her eyes full of love.

She glanced at the soul boy, she couldn't help feeling her heart, but she was afraid that he would not like it.

In the end, she put her hand on his shoulder, "You two listen carefully, if something happens to me, you don't need to save me. Don't forget you two, you still have the little uncle. The little uncle will save me ."

"You two, just be good. You know?" Meng Ying's heart was still squeezed softly by the little ones.

She never thought that Jia Yingqiang's group would use her to deceive them.

Then use them to blackmail her.

Really shameless enough.

"Then, are you still angry?"

The soul boy felt the weight on his shoulders, and he actually liked the feeling of carrying this weight.

She touched Xintong's face, wondering when she could touch herself like Xintong.

"A little bit." Meng Ying teased the soul boy.

A trace of panic flashed in the soul boy's eyes.

The heart boy asked, "What will you do to calm down?"

"Unless you kiss me alone." Meng Ying raised her chin very proudly and pointed to her face.

Without any hesitation, Xintong kissed Meng Ying on the face.

After the kiss, the heart boy looked at the soul boy.

The soul boy's sophisticated heart is all confused.

He is still a child.

How could she make such a request?

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows and waited for him.

The heart boy took the hand of the soul boy and motioned for him to hurry.

The soul boy's face was a little red, and under Meng Ying's smiling gaze, he finally compromised.

Quickly leaned over, touched Meng Ying's face, and ran away.

Meng Yingle was over.

Looking at the little back of the kid who fled, he raised his mouth with a bit of complacency.

"Auntie, are you still angry now?"

Meng Ying held Xintong's face and kissed him twice, "I'm not angry anymore."

...

At this time, Mu Yuansheng answered the call from Ah Da in the study and went back to the bedroom.

Meng Ying sat on the sofa with a smile on her face, her legs cocked, very uncomfortable.

"So happy?"

"The soul boy, so cold, was still taken by me." Meng Ying couldn't wait to show off to him, "He just kissed me."

Mu Yuansheng frowned slightly, "Kiss you?"

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "Yes."

"Dear?"

Meng Ying closed her smile, narrowed her eyes, and stared at him, "I said, my husband, where do you think a child can kiss me? Where can I let him kiss?"

Mu Yuansheng was a little embarrassed by her question.

She took his hand and wanted to pull him into her arms like a domineering president, and then forced him to have a relationship with him.

However, this might be a little shame for men.

"Husband, hold me."

"..."

Sometimes she is like a lazy puppet cat, using her own advantages to send him occasional invitations that will make him affectionate.

Putting her on the bed, she turned sideways, supported her head with one hand, and overlapped her slender and well-proportioned legs.

"Husband..."

"I'm going to take a bath." Mu Yuan's mouth was dry.

Meng Ying smiled, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No." He was afraid that he couldn't get out if he got in.

"All right. I'll wait for you."

"..."

Mu Yuansheng didn't stay in the bathroom for long.

Meng Ying lit a fire. It would be a strange thing if he could be restrained in it alone.