Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 490 With Uncle in Hand, I Have the World (13)

When the two returned to Ye's house, Ye's house seemed to be in a meeting. As for what kind of meeting it was, one should know by looking at the group of Yingying Yanyans at the dinner table.

The smell of fat and powder completely covered up the smell of the food. Chu Chu glanced at Ye Chengyuan who was smiling cheerfully in the dining room, sneered, and took Deng Jinghui to Mrs. Ye's yard.

For so many years, the original owner and Mrs. Ye have not eaten in the dining room. Why?Just looking at the white bodies of those women is enough to turn people off, okay?

"Men really don't have a good thing."

Walking ahead, Chuyi kicked away the pebbles blocking his feet. Thinking of the scene he had just seen in the dining room, he couldn't help but spit. home, she would not want it.

Deng Jinghui, who had been following behind Chuyi, of course also saw the scene just now. He thought that Chuyi would rush forward to sneer at Ye Chengyuan, just like he did to Fang Yu. Who would have thought that Chuyi would just leave a Rolling his eyes, he took himself to the backyard.

"Suian can't beat everyone to death with a stick. Although there are not many good men, there are some." Deng Jinghui who was speaking could not wait to point his finger at the tip of his nose and tell Chuyi that he was the one-in-a-million good man. Man, take him home quickly.

Dare to dare to say it, Deng Jinghui felt that he was a coward at this time, timid and timid, completely lost the demeanor of a general before.

When I looked up, I saw Deng Jinghui's flickering eyes. Seeing the longing in his eyes, I couldn't help but twitched my mouth. I really wanted to pat him on the shoulder and tell him, "I'm sorry, big brother, this time the task is not to attack you." , so I can't take you home. '

In this way, the two came to the small courtyard where Mrs. Ye was with their own thoughts. Just standing outside the small courtyard could smell the aroma of the food. On the first day of the junior high school, they unconsciously quickened their pace, stretched out their hands and pushed open the small courtyard gate. I saw Chuntao holding a piece of braised pork in her hand, it was shiny, but it was infinitely cuter than Fang Yu's head.

The already hungry first day of junior high school didn't care so much, Sanbu took two steps forward, snatched the porcelain plate from Chuntao's hand, and walked into the room with it.

Madam Ye knew that the two of them would be back at noon, so she specially prepared a large table of dishes. After filling the cups with wine, she saw Chuyi entering the door with the dishes.

"Why don't you leave this matter to Chuntao?"

Although Mrs. Ye's tone was full of complaints, she had a smile on her face, saying that her daughter was a caring padded jacket, and she was right.

"Mother, is dinner ready?"

Reluctant to hand over the braised pork to Mrs. Ye, on the first day of the junior high school, she specially found a vacant seat closest to her and put the braised pork on it. As a result, she heard the laughter of Mrs. Ye and Deng Jinghui at the same time.

"What's the matter? I've been tired for most of the day and you're not allowed to give me a piece of meat?"

In the first day of the lunar new year, with her hands on her waist, she looked like a little shrew. She was obviously unruly and willful, but in Deng Jinghui's eyes, she was particularly pleasing.

Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, which refers to Deng Jinghui's current state.

When the three of them sat down to eat together, it was past noon and the food was almost cold, so Madam Ye raised the wine glass to Deng Jinghui.

"Jing Hui, this time is thanks to you, if it weren't for you... hey!"

Mrs. Ye knew that she was unkind to people, but this was her husband's family after all, and if her husband's family fell, her life would be difficult.

(End of this chapter)