Su mèi Ling's home is not a little different from Sun Mingyue and Zhang Qi's home, and it is even a big gap compared to Zhang QiuYàn's home. The two walked in hand in hand in an old building far away on the street that had not been repaired for many years.
Brother Wang Yang, you sit down first, I'll go buy groceries.
Su Mèi Ling changed into simple clothes and went downstairs with a small basket. Wang Yang sat in her hut. The room was only thirty or forty square meters. The small bed was clean and the quilt was folded neatly.
Damn, women like these things no matter how much.
Holding a crayon Shin-chan underwear, Wang Yang was really a little worried about the underwear and put the underwear back in its original place. Wang Yang thought in his mind that even if he was with Su Mèi Ling, he would not say anything that he could not wear the wrong underwear. It would not be enough to embarrass himself.
A temporary cabinet is made of iron frame cloth. It has a lot of clothes inside. But when you look closely, there are basically no good clothes, all of them are sportswear that cost 30 or 50 yuan.
At the innermost part of all the clothes, a sky blue long skirt was neatly stacked together. The clothes were still remembered. This was the first time she saved Su Mèi Ling, which one she wore.
Pulling up the wardrobe, Wang Yang sat on the small chair on the side. Su Mèi Ling's life is really hard. There is no such desk, but he actually uses a small cabinet on the bedside.
A pile of white paper, Wang Yang simply looked through a few pictures, which were basically about the model's costume design, as well as the model's movements when walking on the platform. Some villains who were drawn by themselves would have different labels in each position. Wang Yang looked carefully and said that these should be the sexiest way to walk. I didn't expect that Su Mèi Ling's mind was so delicate.
Sighing for her hardship, Wang Yang looked at a few more pictures against her chin. When she saw the last one, Wang Yang smiled knowingly. Su Mèi Ling's foundation in painting is really good, and she actually painted it so similar to herself.
Am I that handsome?Wang Yang's brain was a little dull, and he took the self drawn by Su Mèi Ling to take a look in front of the small mirror of his dressing.
It can be said that my appearance is a good sensible discussion.
Brother Wang Yang, I'm back, I'm so exhausted.
With a slender body and the basket was filled with vegetables, what surprised Wang Yang the most was not this, but Su Mèi Ling was carrying a bag of white flour on her shoulder. Is this girl too that? Wang Yang quickly stepped forward to take the flour on her shoulder and wiped the sweat on Su Mèi Ling's face with a hand towel.
While wiping sweat, Wang Yang never noticed Su Mèi Ling's expression.
Brother Wang Yang, it’s so good.
Su mèi Ling's eyes were filled with tears. Wang Yang's carefulness really touched her. Tears kept falling. Just as Wang Yang was stunned, her slender arms wrapped around Wang Yang's neck.
this…….
Wang Yang stood there stupidly. Didn’t this happiness come a little too suddenly? Fortunately, we have a strong ability to bear it, otherwise we would have died.
A little uncomfortable, a pair of thief claws placed on Su Mèi Ling's back and gently patted her back. The love between them continued to communicate in the hearts of the two people. Tears were wiped dry, and Su Mèi Ling returned to normal and looked at Wang Yang with a embarrassed look.
I've lost my composure.After saying that, he didn't dare to go back into the kitchen which was less than five square meters.
Wang Yang was fucking, not knowing what to say, Su Mèi Ling had only been together for a day and a night, but he saved her twice. Although this sounds ridiculous and others may not believe it, it is all true. Follow Su Mèi Ling into the kitchen and looked at the neatly arranged furniture. Wang Yang sighed again. He wanted to change Su Mèi Ling's current life, but is it really good? Maybe she would live such a life more fulfilling.
Su Mèi was busy cooking, and holding a big spoon in his hand was somewhat disharmonious. Wang Yang sat on her side, looking at her cooking seriously. Once upon a time, Wang Yang could calm down.
Onion, Wang Yang held a few green onions in his hand to help Su Mèi Ling. Seeing her vigor, Wang Yang smiled slightly and said: mèi Ling, do you think this life is fulfilling?
mèi Ling was busy cooking, but she didn't hear clearly what Wang Yang was saying, and replied: Onion fried pork is my unique skill.
With helpless look on his face, Wang Yang had to lower his head and continue to peel off the onion. He felt indescribable and a smile of happiness and victory was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but hum a little song he created.
The girl in the village is Xiaonan. It’s a bit difficult to fall in love with Brother Yang. The flower in the village is Xiaoya. The two long legs are one meter two. Brother Yang. I’m working hard all day and I come to the small county town for love...
Wang Yang hummed a small song, thinking that Su Mèi Ling didn't hear it, and was concentrating on cooking, but unexpectedly, this girl listened to all of them. Listening to Wang Yang's humming, Su Mèi Ling was a little lost for a moment. How many women did this guy have? Just now he started singing, two of them had already appeared, one was named Xiaonan and the other was named Xiaoya. If he guessed correctly, they should be Wang Yang's confidante, and he was also muttering in his heart, Wang Yang had so many women, if he followed him, would he be neglected?
I came to the county town for three days, Dr. Qiu Yiàn, you are in love, boy, I am with sincerity, we are happy to appreciate the stars..., Qingqiu Qingqiu, you are fascinating, Brother Yang gives you sincerity, the true love in the laboratory, let's play 3p in the bridal chamber...
3p？
Su mèi Ling was really shocked when she heard this. This guy actually played 3p. Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Su mèi Ling was so confused that she forgot the horse spoon in her hand. By accident, hot oil splashed out from the horse spoon and fell on her hand.
Ah…!Although the sound was not very loud, the sound of the horse spoon falling to the ground was quite loud. A stream of hot oil flew out directly, and Wang Yang was also pulled back by the sound of the horse spoon falling to the ground.
The sword eyebrows were immediately raised, and when he saw that the oil was about to sprinkle on Su Mèi Ling, it was so great that his big hand suddenly shook it out, almost in the flash, he hugged her thin waist and brought her over.
What's wrong, why are you so careless?
Wang Yang frowned slightly. Su Mèi Ling's slender hands were burned by the hot oil. He turned off the gas tank and pulled Su Mèi Ling into the living room. The hot oil would smoke when it sprinkled on the ground, not to mention her tender skin.
As a big guy, if you can't do this little thing well, you won't have to work. Wang Yang quickly went into the bathroom, took the toothpaste that Su Mèi Ling used, and applied it to her slender hands. He was not angry and said: Why are you so careless? What if you sprinkle it on your body?
Brother Wang Yang, do you really have so many people?
Su mèi Ling looked at Wang Yang straight, and Wang Yang stuttered for a long time. He never lie in this matter. In his personal thoughts, sincere love will not be blocked by any factors. As long as it is true love, it doesn’t matter how many women he has. It’s just that, it’s impossible to keep the fire. Even if he tells a lie now, he will be discovered one day, and it’s better to admit it.
I nodded seriously and didn't look at Su Mèi Ling. I blew my wounded slender hands to Su Mèi Ling. My slender fingers were very white, and even my capillaries could see clearly. Mèi Ling, you sit down first, I'll go cook.
etc…….
With big eyes, a sexy and warm lips stuck to his mouth. Su Mèi Ling closed her beautiful eyes, wrapped her arms around her neck, and a soft little tongue was sent into his mouth. Wang Yang was not a puppet. In more official terms, he was also a **, but it was a little more obvious.
Holding her thin waist and biting her little tongue, the two fell into endless lingering. Su Mèi Ling's body was like a water snake, soft and soft, his slender waist was hugged in his arms, and stood in the small living room. The two turned 360 degrees several times.
********************
Lingering over, the two met affectionately, Su Mèi Ling's pretty face was so shameless that she didn't dare to look at Wang Yang's eyes. Wang Yang was surprisingly serious at this time, and she began to blush, and her heartbeat also accelerated.
Mèi Ling, please help me and see Brother Yoko's skills.Wang Yang smiled slightly, held Su Mèi Ling's little hand, and the two entered the kitchen full of smoke and wiped the oil on the ground with a mop.
Hairdressing?
Wang Yang took out the hairtail bought by Mèi Ling from his pocket. He was in a good mood. He took the hairtail and glanced at it. This was his specialty. When he was with Xiang Nan, Xiang Nan liked to eat it for her. When he was not delicious at the beginning, Xiang Nan would praise himself for making hairtail and let him make it next time. This and again, he naturally learned the good skills of drying and fried hairtail.
When the kitchen knife is swung, the long fish is divided into many sections, and the oil in the pot is rumbling. You must also control the heat of the oil when frying hairtail. If the oil is too hot, the fried hairtail tastes very clean, but it will inevitably have a burnt smell. But if the oil is not very hot, the fried hairtail will taste even less delicious. It is better to go to the vegetable market to buy a carp to stew it.
The hairtail flew into the oil pan, and the sound of oil was stinging. Su Mèi Ling watched Wang Yang fried the hairtail on the side, and she was completely stunned. Is this technique too bad? She believed that she did not have Wang Yang's sword technique.
The same is true for slow work and fried hairtail. A pot of fried hairtail was fried for more than an hour, and the golden hairtail was presented on a plate. There was no difference between fried hairtail and women. When you chase a woman too quickly, women will think that you want her and may think of your motivation. But if it is too slow, they will think that this man is a coward. After chasing her for so long, they want to agree, but he just doesn't express it. Isn't this so angry?
A plate of golden hairtail was placed on the small cabinet at the bedside, Yang entered the kitchen again. Although he was not very good at making rice, he still knew it. All of this was done under Su Mèi Ling's gaze. She once again had a new understanding of this man. His craftsmanship, his personal charm, and his every move would make him obsessed.
Brother Wang Yang, you sit down first, I'll go buy groceries.
Su Mèi Ling changed into simple clothes and went downstairs with a small basket. Wang Yang sat in her hut. The room was only thirty or forty square meters. The small bed was clean and the quilt was folded neatly.
Damn, women like these things no matter how much.
Holding a crayon Shin-chan underwear, Wang Yang was really a little worried about the underwear and put the underwear back in its original place. Wang Yang thought in his mind that even if he was with Su Mèi Ling, he would not say anything that he could not wear the wrong underwear. It would not be enough to embarrass himself.
A temporary cabinet is made of iron frame cloth. It has a lot of clothes inside. But when you look closely, there are basically no good clothes, all of them are sportswear that cost 30 or 50 yuan.
At the innermost part of all the clothes, a sky blue long skirt was neatly stacked together. The clothes were still remembered. This was the first time she saved Su Mèi Ling, which one she wore.
Pulling up the wardrobe, Wang Yang sat on the small chair on the side. Su Mèi Ling's life is really hard. There is no such desk, but he actually uses a small cabinet on the bedside.
A pile of white paper, Wang Yang simply looked through a few pictures, which were basically about the model's costume design, as well as the model's movements when walking on the platform. Some villains who were drawn by themselves would have different labels in each position. Wang Yang looked carefully and said that these should be the sexiest way to walk. I didn't expect that Su Mèi Ling's mind was so delicate.
Sighing for her hardship, Wang Yang looked at a few more pictures against her chin. When she saw the last one, Wang Yang smiled knowingly. Su Mèi Ling's foundation in painting is really good, and she actually painted it so similar to herself.
Am I that handsome?Wang Yang's brain was a little dull, and he took the self drawn by Su Mèi Ling to take a look in front of the small mirror of his dressing.
It can be said that my appearance is a good sensible discussion.
Brother Wang Yang, I'm back, I'm so exhausted.
With a slender body and the basket was filled with vegetables, what surprised Wang Yang the most was not this, but Su Mèi Ling was carrying a bag of white flour on her shoulder. Is this girl too that? Wang Yang quickly stepped forward to take the flour on her shoulder and wiped the sweat on Su Mèi Ling's face with a hand towel.
While wiping sweat, Wang Yang never noticed Su Mèi Ling's expression.
Brother Wang Yang, it’s so good.
Su mèi Ling's eyes were filled with tears. Wang Yang's carefulness really touched her. Tears kept falling. Just as Wang Yang was stunned, her slender arms wrapped around Wang Yang's neck.
this…….
Wang Yang stood there stupidly. Didn’t this happiness come a little too suddenly? Fortunately, we have a strong ability to bear it, otherwise we would have died.
A little uncomfortable, a pair of thief claws placed on Su Mèi Ling's back and gently patted her back. The love between them continued to communicate in the hearts of the two people. Tears were wiped dry, and Su Mèi Ling returned to normal and looked at Wang Yang with a embarrassed look.
I've lost my composure.After saying that, he didn't dare to go back into the kitchen which was less than five square meters.
Wang Yang was fucking, not knowing what to say, Su Mèi Ling had only been together for a day and a night, but he saved her twice. Although this sounds ridiculous and others may not believe it, it is all true. Follow Su Mèi Ling into the kitchen and looked at the neatly arranged furniture. Wang Yang sighed again. He wanted to change Su Mèi Ling's current life, but is it really good? Maybe she would live such a life more fulfilling.
Su Mèi was busy cooking, and holding a big spoon in his hand was somewhat disharmonious. Wang Yang sat on her side, looking at her cooking seriously. Once upon a time, Wang Yang could calm down.
Onion, Wang Yang held a few green onions in his hand to help Su Mèi Ling. Seeing her vigor, Wang Yang smiled slightly and said: mèi Ling, do you think this life is fulfilling?
mèi Ling was busy cooking, but she didn't hear clearly what Wang Yang was saying, and replied: Onion fried pork is my unique skill.
With helpless look on his face, Wang Yang had to lower his head and continue to peel off the onion. He felt indescribable and a smile of happiness and victory was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but hum a little song he created.
The girl in the village is Xiaonan. It’s a bit difficult to fall in love with Brother Yang. The flower in the village is Xiaoya. The two long legs are one meter two. Brother Yang. I’m working hard all day and I come to the small county town for love...
Wang Yang hummed a small song, thinking that Su Mèi Ling didn't hear it, and was concentrating on cooking, but unexpectedly, this girl listened to all of them. Listening to Wang Yang's humming, Su Mèi Ling was a little lost for a moment. How many women did this guy have? Just now he started singing, two of them had already appeared, one was named Xiaonan and the other was named Xiaoya. If he guessed correctly, they should be Wang Yang's confidante, and he was also muttering in his heart, Wang Yang had so many women, if he followed him, would he be neglected?
I came to the county town for three days, Dr. Qiu Yiàn, you are in love, boy, I am with sincerity, we are happy to appreciate the stars..., Qingqiu Qingqiu, you are fascinating, Brother Yang gives you sincerity, the true love in the laboratory, let's play 3p in the bridal chamber...
3p？
Su mèi Ling was really shocked when she heard this. This guy actually played 3p. Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Su mèi Ling was so confused that she forgot the horse spoon in her hand. By accident, hot oil splashed out from the horse spoon and fell on her hand.
Ah…!Although the sound was not very loud, the sound of the horse spoon falling to the ground was quite loud. A stream of hot oil flew out directly, and Wang Yang was also pulled back by the sound of the horse spoon falling to the ground.
The sword eyebrows were immediately raised, and when he saw that the oil was about to sprinkle on Su Mèi Ling, it was so great that his big hand suddenly shook it out, almost in the flash, he hugged her thin waist and brought her over.
What's wrong, why are you so careless?
Wang Yang frowned slightly. Su Mèi Ling's slender hands were burned by the hot oil. He turned off the gas tank and pulled Su Mèi Ling into the living room. The hot oil would smoke when it sprinkled on the ground, not to mention her tender skin.
As a big guy, if you can't do this little thing well, you won't have to work. Wang Yang quickly went into the bathroom, took the toothpaste that Su Mèi Ling used, and applied it to her slender hands. He was not angry and said: Why are you so careless? What if you sprinkle it on your body?
Brother Wang Yang, do you really have so many people?
Su mèi Ling looked at Wang Yang straight, and Wang Yang stuttered for a long time. He never lie in this matter. In his personal thoughts, sincere love will not be blocked by any factors. As long as it is true love, it doesn’t matter how many women he has. It’s just that, it’s impossible to keep the fire. Even if he tells a lie now, he will be discovered one day, and it’s better to admit it.
I nodded seriously and didn't look at Su Mèi Ling. I blew my wounded slender hands to Su Mèi Ling. My slender fingers were very white, and even my capillaries could see clearly. Mèi Ling, you sit down first, I'll go cook.
etc…….
With big eyes, a sexy and warm lips stuck to his mouth. Su Mèi Ling closed her beautiful eyes, wrapped her arms around her neck, and a soft little tongue was sent into his mouth. Wang Yang was not a puppet. In more official terms, he was also a **, but it was a little more obvious.
Holding her thin waist and biting her little tongue, the two fell into endless lingering. Su Mèi Ling's body was like a water snake, soft and soft, his slender waist was hugged in his arms, and stood in the small living room. The two turned 360 degrees several times.
********************
Lingering over, the two met affectionately, Su Mèi Ling's pretty face was so shameless that she didn't dare to look at Wang Yang's eyes. Wang Yang was surprisingly serious at this time, and she began to blush, and her heartbeat also accelerated.
Mèi Ling, please help me and see Brother Yoko's skills.Wang Yang smiled slightly, held Su Mèi Ling's little hand, and the two entered the kitchen full of smoke and wiped the oil on the ground with a mop.
Hairdressing?
Wang Yang took out the hairtail bought by Mèi Ling from his pocket. He was in a good mood. He took the hairtail and glanced at it. This was his specialty. When he was with Xiang Nan, Xiang Nan liked to eat it for her. When he was not delicious at the beginning, Xiang Nan would praise himself for making hairtail and let him make it next time. This and again, he naturally learned the good skills of drying and fried hairtail.
When the kitchen knife is swung, the long fish is divided into many sections, and the oil in the pot is rumbling. You must also control the heat of the oil when frying hairtail. If the oil is too hot, the fried hairtail tastes very clean, but it will inevitably have a burnt smell. But if the oil is not very hot, the fried hairtail will taste even less delicious. It is better to go to the vegetable market to buy a carp to stew it.
The hairtail flew into the oil pan, and the sound of oil was stinging. Su Mèi Ling watched Wang Yang fried the hairtail on the side, and she was completely stunned. Is this technique too bad? She believed that she did not have Wang Yang's sword technique.
The same is true for slow work and fried hairtail. A pot of fried hairtail was fried for more than an hour, and the golden hairtail was presented on a plate. There was no difference between fried hairtail and women. When you chase a woman too quickly, women will think that you want her and may think of your motivation. But if it is too slow, they will think that this man is a coward. After chasing her for so long, they want to agree, but he just doesn't express it. Isn't this so angry?
A plate of golden hairtail was placed on the small cabinet at the bedside, Yang entered the kitchen again. Although he was not very good at making rice, he still knew it. All of this was done under Su Mèi Ling's gaze. She once again had a new understanding of this man. His craftsmanship, his personal charm, and his every move would make him obsessed.
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