80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei suddenly became unhappy, her mouth pouted slightly, and she looked at Yan Mingshun coolly, with a smile on her face, no reluctance to give up. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

The sour bubbles in my heart began to ferment, and there was a strong sour taste in the air.

"Are you eager for me to go back?" Meimei asked cautiously, not realizing that the initiative had returned to Yan Mingshun.

Yan Mingshun's lips curled slightly, and he pretended to be generous and said, "It's rare for your dad and your brother to come back. Meimei, it's better if you go home and spend more time with them."

Meimei glanced at him a few more times, but she didn't notice the reluctance at all, she couldn't help but snorted softly, turned her head to the side, and got angry.

Yan Mingshun looked amused, and sure enough, he was the most unreasonable with a woman.

He pinched on the girl's high-pitched mouth, and joked: "The bigger you are, the more careful you are, I wish I could turn you into Mrs. Yan now, who made your dad and your brother trick me. "

Meimei remembered this, and blamed herself.

It's her being so unreasonable, it's obviously the fault of my father and brother, they really like to meddle in their business!

Brows and eyes turned, according to the words in black and white, there was no way she could change it, but there were still some loopholes that could be exploited.

As soon as Zhao Yinghua came back and saw that the house was deserted and there was no trace of fireworks, he knew that his daughter did not live at home, and immediately became angry.

Okay, you stinky boy, if you promise well in person, you will dig his corner behind your back.

"Why don't you look at the eyebrows?" Zhao Yinghua complained a little. Now that his daughter is not a child, he doesn't believe that the stinky boy can hold back?

To save others by himself, Zhao Yinghua felt that his daughter's innocence was definitely gone, which made him so angry that his face turned black into briquettes!

But Yan Xinya felt that he was thinking too much, "Brows are so big, she has always been measured, why should she stare at her every day?"

"You... you are really... lonely, you think about it..." Zhao Yinghua was panting with anger, and if someone else said such a thing, he could scold that person to doubt life.

But this is his daughter-in-law, what can he do?

Yan Xinya didn't take it seriously, and wrote lightly: "You really can't figure it out, Meimei and Mingshun are only missing a marriage certificate, how good the couple are together, I think they are doing well now, no matter what. What are you doing?"

Zhao Yinghua's face turned black...

Big-ear photons are really unstoppable!

Yan Xinya suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and clapped her hands excitedly: "Our family Meimei is already nineteen years old, and we will be of legal age in one year. I have to prepare a dowry for Meimei, why didn't you remind me? I said, I don't know if a year is enough?"

Zhao Yinghua and his son felt bad, and asked hopefully: "Why is one year not enough?"

"Get married!"

Yan Xinya glanced at her husband and son like an idiot, her brain was bitten by a dog!

"What kind of marriage? I don't agree!" Zhao Yinghua jumped up three feet high~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His heart was gouged out like a knife, it hurt him to death.

The precious daughter he finally got, at least not married until the age of 30.

No, it's better not to marry for the rest of your life!

Yan Xinya slapped it and scolded: "You don't agree to give it a try. I'm going to make a decision for Ming Shun's son-in-law. Where can you find such a good son-in-law?"

"Just grab a handful on the street and there will be a bunch of them!" Zhao Yinghua muttered against his will, and his momentum was much weaker. ..

His wife has become more and more powerful in recent years, and he dare not sing the opposite!

"I can warn you, give me a good attitude when eating, don't put on a coffin face!"

Yan Xinya was busy in the kitchen for a while, and then came out with a kitchen knife. The cold light shone, making Zhao Yinghua and his son's neck cold, how dare you say no?

"Dad, mom, brother, I'm back!" Meimei's cheerful voice sounded.