80s: Little Sweet Wife

Zhao Yinghua gloatingly glanced at the son who was scolded by his wife as a dog, and his sour mood was relieved. Zhao Xuelin moved over to inquire about the situation in a low voice. Zhao Yinghua did not hide it from him, and told him that Yan Mingshun and Meimei had already pulled the marriage certificate. <щww.suimeng.lā

What the hell!

Zhao Xuelin, who was greatly frightened, bounced up and looked at his father with hatred, "What do you think you are doing at home? Even your daughter can't watch it!"

"What do I think? Your sister's heart has flown to Yan's house. What you think about every day is to marry Yan Mingshun. It's hard to guard against thieves day and night. Could it be that I still lock your sister with a lock?" Exasperated, suffocated to death.

The girl from someone else's family was coaxed to sleep by the sweet words of the man, and had no choice but to marry a man, but his daughter is really promising, and she took the initiative to send the man to sleep...

Ugh!

The two fathers and sons sighed in unison, the girl (sister) is not to be left behind!

Meimei walked over with a smile, opened Zhao Yinghua's teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and asked, "Why are you sighing? Today is New Year's Eve, so you have to keep smiling!"

The two of them rolled their eyes in unison, and it wasn't because of you, a stinky girl with no conscience!

Looking at the girl's flowery smile, Zhao Yinghua was relieved, but more sad. In the next life, he will still be a man. He will never give birth to a girl again, and he is always heartbroken.

Meimei mischievously squeezed into the middle of Zhao Yinghua and Zhao Xuelin, and the three of them huddled together. Zhao Yinghua had a straight face, but at this time, her heart had already melted, and she could still be serious. She laughed and scolded a few times and moved to the side. Move, move a place for my daughter.

"Don't smile in front of me, let me ask you, what happened to that photo some time ago?" Zhao Yinghua began to settle accounts after the autumn.

On the third day when Xiao Wei posted the photo on the forum, Zhao Yinghua knew. At that time, he was still on a business trip, and the caring secretary sent it. I cut down Yan Mingshun, the stinky hooligan.

Of course, Zhao Yinghua is not a feudal father. If the girl in the photo is the daughter of a colleague, he will definitely persuade other fathers to think a little bit more.

But now it is his daughter, if any **** dares to persuade him like this, the three-meter-long machete will be cut immediately!

Zhao Yinghua is angry that even if you are really touching, can you find a place where no one else can do it, so that he can pretend that he doesn't know anything, and now it's all taken photos~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's still French kiss...

It's killing his eyes, it's no wonder he's not angry!

His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said coquettishly, "Dad, today is New Year's Eve, can we talk about something pleasant?"

Zhao Yinghua snorted softly, "I think you had a very pleasant kiss, you wouldn't even know if someone took a picture!"

Zhao Xuelin didn’t understand, so when he asked about the photo, he winked at Zhao Yinghua and told him not to say it, how could Zhao Yinghua listen, he told about the Christmas Eve photo in one breath, Zhao Xuelin jumped three feet high again, stomping on the ground He rushed in front of Yan Mingshun and smashed it with a fist. ..

"Yan Mingshun, you stinky rascal, you dare to kiss my eyebrows, I will beat you to death!"

only--

Yan Mingshun's fist was easily clamped, Zhao Xuelin's face turned red, but he couldn't move for a nanometer, Zhao Yinghua covered his face in disgust, what a disappointment!

Yan Mingshun said coolly, "Mei Mei is now my legal wife. I want to kiss you if I want. Do you have any opinion?"