One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Lin Meiqing always hides needles in Mianli.

She laughed ripplingly, but quickly shook the letter away, as she was about to read it.

Lan Zijun had already darkened his face: "If you don't learn well at a young age, what love letter to write?! Have you forgotten your own identity? You are a person with a marriage contract. If you pass it out, you are shameless, and I still have a face!"

Lan Zijun grabbed the letter from Lin Meiqing's hand and was about to tear it off. After a closer look, his face turned darker.

He threw the letter in front of Lan Zhirou. Although he was also angry, his tone was a little softer than that of Nalan Xin'er: "Rou'er, what is going on? What is'see you in the old place'? Who is this man? ?"

Lin Meiqing was waiting for Nalan Xin'er to write a love letter to be reprimanded, but she didn't expect the war to burn her daughter, so she hurriedly turned to look at her.

No, on the left side of the "love letter" there is a sentence "See you in the old place" and another sentence "I miss your little lips", followed by a string of more hot and embarrassing words.

Lin Meiqing's thoughts were not good, and she looked at the letter paper with the four characters "Zhi Rou behaved", which made her panicked: "Zhi Rou, who is this?"

Where does Lan Zhirou know? There are usually many boys chasing her in the class, but how can she recognize whose font it is?

The more important question is...Why is this letter in Nalan Xin'er's hands?

Could it be...

"Just now I bought a dictionary at Xinhua Bookstore. I met a male classmate in your class and asked me to bring it to you. What is the name... I don’t remember... Sorry, sister, I wanted to keep it secret for you. But just now..." Nalan Xin'er said innocently.

Mom~dan, you will pretend to be white lotus~flowers, isn't sister's acting skills good? !

You know that there are some things that others don't know how to do, but they just don't want to do it!

Lin Meiqing felt annoyed when she thought that she was anxious and grabbed a letter from Nalan Xin'er just now. It doesn't matter whether this letter is true or not. At this moment, Lan Zijun has left a negative impression on Zhirou and must be eliminated as soon as possible!

The pure, gentle, generous and decent image created by Zhirou's painstaking efforts must not be destroyed!

Lin Meiqing tore up the letter repeatedly and threw it into the trash can. With one hand behind her back, she quietly pressed a few keys on the phone.

But her eyes were staring at Lan Zijun, and she said softly: "Husband, now those little boys are scribbling, and Zhirou goes home on time every day. She can't be the best, and her mind is focused on studying. Take care of them? Especially this time I went to study in France. You see, how serious this child is, he is tired..."

Nalan Xin'er sneered in her heart: It's not because you are tired of studying, but because you are not as skilled as people, and you are angry. You have red eye disease!

Lan Zhirou was very cooperative. Following her mother's words, she lowered her head, sneezed, rubbed her nose, and looked weak.

But Lin Meiqing sighed and hugged her halfway in her arms. It was a mother-daughter love!

Lan Zijun's thoughts of pity for the little woman from the big man suddenly surged.

He was not as harsh as he was to Nalan Xin'er before, but lowered his tone: "Rou'er is already very good. Don't study hard. Don't go to school for these two days. Take care of your body."

Nalan Xin'er looked at these three people coldly, a picture of motherly kindness, fatherly love, and filial piety.

She is like an outsider.

So sad, so ridiculous!

She didn't want to watch this disgusting scene again for a second, holding her dictionary, and preparing to go back to the room.

In the next second, he couldn't help but stopped.

Just listen to the mobile phones of Lan Zijun and Lin Meiqing on the dining table, "Didi..." and "Didi..." rang a few times.

That is the SMS alert tone.

Lin Meiqing opened the screen of her mobile phone and lost her voice: "God, husband..."

Lan Zijun also opened the screen of the phone and stared at the pop-up email. A big picture made his anger that he had just extinguished instantly ignited again!

He strode forward and pulled Nalan Xin'er over.

"Snapped--!"

I couldn't help but slap in the face!

This slap immediately made Nalan Xin'er's heart cold, as cold as iron!