80s: Little Sweet Wife

Zhao Xuelin and the others came back in a few afternoons. They were disheartened and looked like they were eating poop. When they got home, they went to take a bath, otherwise they would not be able to live.

After being trained by the nosy administrator for three hours, the smell of green onions on his face lingered for ten miles, and he couldn't stand the smell.

What's even more popular with them is that their dignified Zhao family's men have been rigorously trained since childhood, but now Yan Mingshun, who came out of an ordinary family, has been washed, and he is so bitter that he can't tell.

They couldn't swallow this breath, they had to find their way back at night!

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

The crisp voice of the eyebrows sounded in the yard, and everyone in the living room immediately adjusted to the state of combat readiness. All of them sat upright with their backs straight, and they must not fall for their granddaughter (little sister).

Meimei pulled Yan Mingshun into the room, and when she got inside, she called out to the old lady on the sofa reluctantly, "Grandma."

Comparing the attitudes before and after, the difference should not be too obvious. The old lady's chest started to block again, and her back molars were biting loudly. The dead girl has such a small heart, it has been so long, and she still holds grudges against her!

The old man glanced at the old lady without a trace, and warned her to pay attention to her demeanor in front of the guests.

As for the eyebrows, the old man is only going to give her three days to be careful. After all, the old woman is an elder. No matter how confused the old woman is, the juniors can't always hold grudges against the elders. If the granddaughter is like this three days later, he has to say it well La!

The Zhao family's little princess can't be so small that it makes people laugh!

The old man carefully looked at the young boy who walked in with his granddaughter. He was handsome and straight, and his steps were steady. At first glance, he had a neat temperament and an appetite for his old man.

It's just that the old man, who adhered to the principle of being critical from the very beginning, forcibly suppressed the appreciation in his heart, and picked Yan Mingshun from head to toe, and even his hairstyle was despised by him.

Men have to be shaved, have masculinity, what are the three or seven points, they are very naughty, like Fu Zhigao, bad review!

Also, is this look too handsome, what's the use of a man so handsome, pure peach blossoms, unreliable, bad reviews!

Isn't this skin too pale? It's even paler than the old woman when she was young. It's like a little white face. If his granddaughter can be fascinated by him, other women will definitely be too~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's quite unreliable. Spectrum, bad review!

And this body is too weak, look at the small waist, the old man can get stuck with one hand, even thinner than the old woman's waist when she was young, how can this waist strength, unreliable, bad review!

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The old man's critical eyes were like silver needles, which made Yan Mingshun feel uncomfortable all over his body. Standing at the entrance, he didn't go in or out, and he wondered if the buttons of his shirt were not buttoned properly, or the zipper of his pants was not properly zipped.

Yan Mingshun lowered his head and looked at himself. There was no problem with the buttons, even the first button was fastened, and the zipper was no problem.

He let out a long sigh of relief, put down half of his heart, bravely looked at the black-faced old man, smiled and said, "Old Chief, I am Yan Mingshun, serious Yan, tomorrow's Ming, smooth Shun, I It's a good friend of Meimei, the first visit, these gifts are some of my thoughts."

The old man was even more fond of Yan Mingshun, who was able to stand upright and talk freely despite his obscenity.

The guy is really nice!