419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

The thick and neat bangs must have been caught by the fire. They are curved and circled, both long and short. They are a bit like the curls that were intentionally permed in Shanghai Beach in the 60s, but obviously they don’t have hers Come artistically.

His wife really likes abstract art, and even her own image has begun to abstract.

Su Mumu's beloved hair was burned by the fire, she was already very unhappy, but this man laughed at her so wildly, she was even more aggrieved, kicked him angrily, couldn't help crying stand up.

Her hair, she has to go to work tomorrow, how can she meet people like this, how can she meet people! ! !

Seeing that she was really crying, Jian Jian hurriedly held her in his arms like coaxing a child, while wiping her tears, comforted her softly: [

"Mu Mu, be good, don't cry, don't cry, even if you lose your hair, I won't dislike you..."

When Su Mumu heard this, she became even more angry, and thumped his shoulder with her small fist:

"Bad guy, bad guy, you bad guy, you're still laughing..."

"I'm not laughing, I'm crying for you." The simple coaxing face was neither red nor out of breath.

Su Mumu pouted and glanced at him: "You cry because the corner of your mouth is up hahaha?"

"So it's crying and laughing!"

"..."

Su Mumu stomped her feet, pushed him away and lay down on the sofa again, not wanting to talk to him, anyway, her hair was like that before, no matter how much she repaired it, she couldn't get it back.

Hate, hate, hate! ! !

Really childish, Jian Jian went to tease her again in a good-tempered manner, touching the soft feathers floating from the pillow and gently brushing her exposed cheeks.

Su Mumu turned his face to the inside of the sofa, and he changed the direction again, and she changed again, and he followed suit without getting too tired.

Su Mumu finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up, yelling at him:

"If you mess with me again, I'll lock you into the toilet."

After yelling just now, seeing the man's expression of holding back his laughter, his mouth flattened and he was about to attack again.

Jian Jian immediately admitted his mistake, pulled her body that was about to fall back again, and apologized with a smile:

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have a stomachache, I shouldn't have made you worry, I shouldn't have eaten your cooking, otherwise you wouldn't be in the kitchen, and if you weren't in the kitchen, your hair wouldn't be sacrificed drop, your teardrops won't evaporate, your..."

Is there such a mistake?Su Mumu's flat mouth finally couldn't help bending it up, crying and laughing at the same time, especially the hair in front was like a dustpan head, which looked very funny.

Jian Jian almost couldn't control it, and turned his face to the side in time.

Su Mumu was dissatisfied, imitating the tone of Daoming Temple: [

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?"

Without any sincerity, she reached out and touched the mess of hair on her forehead, feeling even more upset.

Simply chuckled, and asked very speechlessly:

"Then what do you want?"

Su Mumu turned her mouth away, and suddenly smiled, showing her neat teeth,

"Blessings and hardships are shared."

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Is there such a difficulty? ?

Simple and helpless: "Wife, there is no such thing as you, you are doing what you don't want to do to others."

Su Mumu smiled, and puffed her cheeks:

"I'm a girl, and I haven't said anything since my hair is like this. You're still a man... No matter, I'm ashamed to face others, and you have to do the same."

Very scoundrel and shameless, Su Mumu interprets those words very well now.