80s: Little Sweet Wife

Xiao Jingming avoided the reporters, with a deadly smile on his face, he walked towards Meimei and the others, holding a blue checkered handkerchief in his hand.

"Those, girls, eat less ice, and your stomach hurts carefully."

Xiao Jingming wanted to wipe Xiao Se's hands covered with ice water, but was avoided by Xiao Se, he snorted softly, and stood proudly, but his eyes were looking elsewhere, with a look of impatience.

Xiao Jingming didn't care, her daughter's attitude was already very kind, and the appearance of thrashing for him just now was really cute.

It also warmed his heart!

Speaking of which, he would also like to thank Shan Hezheng. If this old man hadn't come to smash the scene, how could he have seen such a cute side of Thurse?

How do you know that Thurse always says his paintings are rubbish, but he is boasting about the sky behind his back, and he can't tolerate a single word from others?

Xiao Jingming was still smiling, and he didn't take the handkerchief back, but handed it to Meimei. Meimei knew what he meant, so she took the handkerchief and wiped Xiao Se's hands. , but his face was still very impatient, and he looked like a rebellious child who made trouble with adults.

"It's lunchtime, Meimei is the first to come back to me, how about your uncle treat you to dinner?" Xiao Jingming raised his wrist to look at his watch and said with a smile.

The corners of her brows and mouth twitched. It was only a little after nine o'clock. This nonsense didn't even blink her eyelids, but she also knew that Xiao Jingming wanted to stay with her daughter for a while, so she nodded in cooperation and pretended to be Appears to be starving.

"Okay, I happen to be hungry, thank you Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Se gave a contemptuous little eye to her friend's exaggerated performance. She did not refuse, but said fiercely: "What to eat? The art exhibition is not going to be held?"

The bigger it gets, the more inconspicuous it is. Grandpa is right. When there is no seriousness in life, such a grand art exhibition, the owner is not here to guard, but runs out to eat, what does it look like?

Xiao Jingming smiled nonchalantly, and said sweetly, "Eating with Thurse is a hundred times more important than holding an art exhibition. Let's go, Dad will take you to eat delicious food."

Meimei rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, tsk tsk, this Xiao Jingming can fool people more than her father, coaxing a girl is like coaxing a lover, there is such a handsome father, and he is very good at coaxing people, let's look at the bleak With a loose look on her face, she thinks that she also quite enjoys the sweet words of her own father.

How come the father-daughter relationship has become so incompatible now?

Although Xiao Se looked unhappy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ did not object, Xiao Jingming agreed as his daughter, and happily took Meimei and the others to a big meal, but they didn't—

"Mr. Xiao, two gentlemen have taken a fancy to your "Illusion". What do you think?"

A young woman with big waves, flaming red lips, enchanting and **** walked over three times, her voice so loud that the men in the entire hall were fighting in unison, all looking at this charming stunner.

Oh mother, the best among women!

If you can spend a good night with such a stunner, it will not be a loss even if you die!

Xiao Jingming was indifferent to the woman's charm and wink, and was a little impatient, "Do you need to ask me about such a trivial matter? Whoever bids the most will sell it!"

"But……"

The woman was about to say that the low bidder was Xiao Jingming's old customer, so she had to give some face, when another delicate voice rang out.