Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Stay still! Sleep!

He hugged her tightly and wouldn't let her move.

Meng Yutang looked up at him: ...

How can you make people sleep!

I just woke up.

You woke up early and need to catch up on sleep.

...

She tried to struggle twice.

Okay... She is quite weak now.

Maybe it was because she really slept late and woke up early, she really fell asleep in Zhou Beicheng's arms after a while.

Zhou Beicheng couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he heard her steady breathing.

He really could barely hold it.

I don't know what will happen to her on the wedding night after enduring it for so long.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Well, these days I have to make up for her twice as much.

Tucked her under the quilt, hugged her and closed her eyes.

He was very nervous and excited last night, basically didn't sleep, and got up so early in the morning.

Now that I got what I wanted, my spirit relaxed, and I fell asleep soon.

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Zhou Beicheng was doing all the preparations for the wedding, and Meng Yutang didn't have to do anything, just wait for Meimei to appear on the wedding day.

She stayed at home for a few days, and no matter who saw her, they stuffed her with a bunch of things, and they were all supplements. Now she has physical nausea when she sees these things.

Later, she said that she would go to school for two days. She would take the college entrance examination not long after she got married, and she hadn't been to school at all this semester.

Zhou Beicheng also saw that she was overwhelmed, so he nodded in agreement, and stuffed a bunch of invitations for her, asking her to give to the students she wanted to invite.

Meng Yutang obediently agreed.

Along with the invitation, there was a cup, and when the cup was opened, the rich fragrance wafted out. Meng Yutang couldn't help frowning.

...

Come again.

Looking at her, Zhou Beicheng couldn't help but smile, and then took out another one.

Two must drink one.

Meng Yutang glanced at the other cup of porridge, chose the porridge decisively, and gave Zhou Beicheng the chicken soup.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and smiled. He didn't intend to give her another drink. It's not good if it's too much. He just wanted to scare her so that she could drink the porridge obediently.

Meng Yutang handed him the cup after drinking.

When he turned to leave, he stopped him.

Wait, did you forget something?

Meng Yutang turned to look at him, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Uncle Zhou, you are asking more and more.

Zhou Beicheng frowned and looked at her: What do you call me?

Meng Yutang: ...

A certain person seems to have become a little bit tougher after getting married. Is it expected that she will not run away?

Zhou Beicheng watched her approach: Didn't I teach you to call me?

Meng Yutang: ...

She tried it before, but she couldn't get used to it for a while, she couldn't scream.

Running is the best policy!

Remember to pick me up.

After dropping these words, he turned around and quickly got out of the car.

Seeing her running into the school, Zhou Beicheng couldn't help laughing.

The little girl is obviously not used to it yet, so teach her slowly.

He finished the rest of the soup before driving away.

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When Meng Yutang arrived in the classroom, everyone was stunned for a while.

A little early, but the college entrance examination is very close, and they all came very early.

She was startled when she entered the classroom, and the classroom that was noisy just now was instantly silent.

Fuck! Sister Tang! You're back!

Meng Yutang nodded, and handed him a stack of exquisite invitation cards in his hand, then turned his eyes and glanced at the classroom.

Then what, I'll get married in two days, and you can go if you want.