80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei took off her makeup directly in the backstage. She was used to plain makeup and didn't like light makeup, let alone stage makeup. She felt like her face was covered with a wall, and she was so tired. <щww.suimeng.lā

After washing his face clean, he patted some lotion, and then he tied his hair into a ball, and went to find Yan Mingshun.

Yan Mingshun was also about to come over to look for her, and when he saw the refreshing eyebrows, his eyes were extremely bright, as if a fire was burning.

"Show me the Latin dance just now at night..."

Yan Mingshun whispered in her ear... Just show him alone, it's better to wear the clothes of Hou Shengnan just now...

Wearing that kind of rags to outsiders is immoral, but wearing them for him alone is fun...

Just now, Meimei's enthusiastic half-song Latin dance on the stage made Yan Mingshun's whole body's blood boil. He never imagined that his shy and silly girl would have such a passionate and unrestrained side.

Meimei felt the fiery heat in his eyes, and the suppressed desire, and couldn't help being proud and shy, blushing and softly answering, like a mosquito calling.

Yan Mingshun smiled approvingly, pinched her face, and raised the corners of his lips, "Good!"

When he turned around, he found a skirt and cut it with scissors. It was a very beautiful dance dress.

I think it will be very pleasing to wear eyebrows!

"Foster father is here too, go say hello!" Yan Mingshun whispered.

Meimei was very surprised, but she quickly pouted, "He must have said that I danced very ugly, right?"

What kind of good words can that old perverted dog spit out?

Yan Mingshun smiled slightly, and deliberately sold off, "That's not necessarily, maybe he will praise you this time!"

He had seen the show off between He Lianqing and the principal just now, and now he wanted to laugh when he thought about it. Even though He Lianqing devalued Meimei to nothing, he actually liked Meimei quite a bit in his heart.

This old man is duplicitous!

He Lianqing was still chattering with the principal, and caught a glimpse of a pair of people walking from the corner of his eyes. He hurriedly closed his mouth and looked very serious.

The headmaster, who listened to it with gusto, still wondered to himself, why didn't he say this?

He is quite interested in Zhao Mei's daily life!

"Father, Principal Luo."

Yan Mingshun greeted with a smile and introduced Meimei to the principal, "Principal Luo, this is my fiancee, this year's freshman, from the Chinese painting class of the Academy of Fine Arts."

Zhao Mei bowed respectfully, not so respectful to Helianqing, but still gave him a little face outside, and called out reluctantly, "Uncle."

If it was on the farm, she wouldn't even pay attention to this guy.

Helianqing was not happy in her heart, the stinky girl was neither big nor small, her mouth tickled, and she came out with a hum.

"Going home, I was thinking about what wonderful things to see, hum, this dance... tsk tsk tsk... At this level, I dare to be embarrassed... Go home and practice for ten or eight years. !"

A string of sarcasm came out unexpectedly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Both Yan Mingshun and Xiao Meng sighed helplessly.

Obviously that's not what you said just now!

The principal is even more confused and suspicious.

Which one did the Bodhisattva sing?

How is he going to answer?

Meimei glared at Yan Mingshun in dissatisfaction, still trying to lie to her?

She had long known that this old perverted dog couldn't spit out ivory! ..

Yan Mingshun:  …

He was even more wronged than Dou E, and it should have been recorded just now.

Here, Hou Shengnan had already adjusted his mood and walked over to this side. It turned out that she had been staring at Yan Mingshun all the time, and she was overjoyed when she discovered Helianqing.

"Uncle Helian, long time no see." Hou Shengnan's voice sounded.