80s: Little Sweet Wife

Meimei chatted with the old lady for a few more words, then hung up the phone, blushed and returned to continue eating chicken wings. Yan Mingshun suddenly wiped the oil mark on the back of his hand on Meimei's face, and raised his lips badly. . [WWw.SuiMеng.lā

"disgusting!"

Meimei rubbed her face on Yan Mingshun's sleeves, and her shirt was crumpled into dried pickles, only then was she satisfied.

I love taking advantage of this little bit of money!

And Yan Mingshun is very generous, she can take advantage of her as she likes, it's great!

A certain good man rolled up his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and drank the soup calmly, but his eyes deepened. He is a man with generosity.

"When are you going back to Tianjin?" he asked while nibbling on the chicken wings.

Yan Mingshun pondered for a while and said, "You want to spend New Year's Eve with your parents. I also have some things to deal with here. Come back on the second day of the first lunar month."

He frowned and wrinkled his nose, "On the second day of the first year, I'm afraid that the ticket will be difficult to buy, and the train will be very crowded, why don't we drive back by ourselves?"

Yan Mingshun showed a smile in his eyes, especially enjoying the self-consciousness that Meimei naturally revealed. Except for the certificate, he and Meimei are now the same husband and wife, and they are the most loving husband and wife.

"It's too slow to drive, let's fly back." Yan Mingshun put it lightly, as if he was just saying that it's raining or the sun is shining today.

Meimei was stunned for a while, but she didn't find it strange. With Yan Mingshun's current financial resources, it was easy to buy a private jet.

"It may not be very pleasant to go back this time. You don't have to worry about anything, I will handle it." Yan Mingshun said.

Meimei nodded obediently, she knew what the trouble Yan Mingshun pointed to, Tan Shufang and Yan Houde had not been peaceful in the past few years, I was afraid that this trip back, they would have to write an essay again.

After two days of school vacation, Anna Qiu and Qiqi went back to their hometown, but Xu Zixuan didn't. According to Ren Qianqian, Tang Manli promised to help Xu Zixuan introduce a job, and Xu Zixuan refunded the booked train ticket.

"I am willing to jump into the fire pit, I deserve it!" Ren Qianqian was so angry that she warned again two days ago, but Xu Zixuan had already got into the eyes of money and couldn't listen at all.

Meimei shook his head, entering such a feasting place, it would be difficult to come out cleanly!

"Does Xu Zixuan know the nature of Tang Manli's work? I don't think she looks like someone who sees money!" Meimei felt strange.

Ren Qianqian snorted, "Don't be deceived by her appearance, she is similar to Tang Manli, but she is better at pretending than Tang Manli, and Tang Manli didn't lie to her, saying that she went there to drink and chat with others, Let’s go out for supper if we can chat~www.wuxiaspot.com~Xu Zixuan, she still wants to go.”

Her brows furrowed, not even an idiot could tell that Tang Manli was actually a young lady at the stage, but Xu Zixuan had to condescend herself, she was indeed better at pretending than Tang Manli!

"Leave her alone, she's an adult and knows what she's doing."

Ren Qianqian said angrily, "I don't care whether she lives or dies, just look at her, even if she dies in front of me in the future, I won't blink!"

Meimei laughed dumbly. This girl is a typical knife-mouthed tofu-hearted girl. She said she didn't care, but when something happened to someone in the dormitory, she didn't get involved?

The New Year is approaching, and the streets and alleys are filled with the smell of New Year. Yan Mingshun ran to Hong Kong again. Because Uncle Ming has not come back, he has to go and get this guy back in person.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Mingshun brought Chen Ming back, which was very unpleasant, and Yan Mingshun became busier.

Meimei was helpless and could not help, so she stayed at home to catch up with the manuscript. On the second night of the New Year's Eve, Meimei drew at home alone, and she was inspired. She drew all at once until the middle of the night, and was about to wash up and go to bed when the phone rang.