80s: Little Sweet Wife

Yan Mingshun, who was happily chatting with Meimei, also had trembling ears, a trace of panic flashed on his face, and hurried to the window. Before Meimei could react, the future Chief Yan rushed out of the window.

"When you come back from Kyoto, I will take you to the dentist again, remember to eat less sugar!"

Yan Mingshun, who was holding the sewer pipe, did not forget to tell Meimei to eat candy, which shows how much he cared about those two cavities!

Brows and eyes blinked, what's going on?

Isn't it well said?

Why did it suddenly slip away?

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a worried Zhao Xuelin put his head in and looked around, but the mouse didn't see it, and caught a little girl sitting in front of the window blowing the cold wind.

"Why are Meimei sitting in front of the window?" Zhao Xuelin was very puzzled. It's not summer now, and the north wind is blowing outside. Is it comfortable to blow?

Meimei's cautious liver thumped, why did Mao have a kind of rush to get caught on the bed?

Obviously she and Ming Shun were just chatting, and they didn't even cover the quilt!

Thinking of the Meimei children's shoes in the ambiguous place, the little face was flushed, and the tips of the ears were red.

"I... I'm nervous thinking about the flight tomorrow, I can't sleep, get up and blow the cold wind and look at the moon."

The brows stammered a few words, but they became more and more smooth in the back, and the complexion became more and more natural.

She glanced out the window, and the poor Chief Yan was still holding the sewer pipe!

Yan Mingshun didn't dare to say a word, this kid Zhao Xuelin was too alert, as long as he moved a little, this kid would definitely find him.

Now I just hope that Meimei can lead Zhao Xuelin away, so that he can slide down smoothly.

Zhao Xuelin looked out the window suspiciously, where is the moon coming from in the darkness?

My little sister must be sleepy!

"Meimei quickly lay back in bed. It's so cold outside. Brother told you that the plane is much faster than the train. You'll be home as soon as you close your eyes and open your eyes. There's nothing to worry about."

Zhao Xuelin came over and wanted to close the window, but his eyebrows were startled, but he couldn't let the cheap brother find Yan Mingshun.

"Brother, my hot water bottle is not hot anymore, you can pour some hot water for me." Meimei said.

"It's not hot anymore? Cheng, brother, I'll fill you with hot water, so hurry up and go to bed."

Zhao Xuelin took the hot water bottle and walked out, his eyes flashing.

The little girl was still a little too tender, and what was in her mind showed her face, hmph, he just waited for the big mouse to show itself.

Meimei rushed out the window and waved his hand, telling Yan Mingshun to leave quickly. Yan Mingshun breathed a sigh of relief and slid down extremely quickly. Just as he slid to the second floor, Zhao Xuelin suddenly folded back and walked straight towards the window.

"I closed the window first. The wind is so strong outside that my brows are freezing."

Zhao Xuelin walked while talking, and soon came to the window. Yan Mingshun climbed the wall with a guilty conscience, and his hands slipped in fright, and he fell down.

Hearing the muffled humming from downstairs, Zhao Xuelin twitched the corners of his mouth complacently, "Sample, dare to climb her sister's wall!"

You can't fall to death!

"I'll close the window myself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can fill me with hot water."

Meimei also heard the movement below, and was very worried. She hurriedly went to the window to check, but saw Yan Mingshun limping away, and her heart suddenly let go.

Fortunately, there is no broken arm or leg!

Naturally, Zhao Xuelin saw it too, and was very dissatisfied. How could it be all right?

Meimei glared at Zhao Xuelin in dissatisfaction. It was all his fault. If he hadn't turned back suddenly, how could Brother Ming Shun have fallen?

"Brother, I'm going to sleep, go away!"

Meimei grabbed the hot water bottle and got back to the bed, and ordered Zhao Xuelin to evict the guests.

"Meimei, don't you fill the hot water bottle?" Zhao Xuelin looked puzzled.

"No irrigation, no irrigation!"

Meimei covered her head with the quilt, and the voice came out from the quilt. Zhao Xuelin touched his nose and had to go out, closing the door by the way.