A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"You are too evil!"

Seeing that Chief Lu was like an arrow out of the bull's-eye, he walked away quickly.

Qiao Shukuang squinted at Wang Tingwan's fair and lovely little face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her from head to toe, and from foot to head, with a particularly exaggerated movement.

Afterwards, he showed a relaxed and wicked smile, rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes and gave a definition: "Not only is it evil, but it's also obscene! But, it's much more interesting than your sister!"

"Sister? You said that Wang Yanwan carried hair on her shoulders, twisted her waist when she walked, pouted a small buttocks that were not turned up, and had a small breast that was pushed out by adding two breast pads. Pinch, panting after running for three steps, so delicate and weak that she regards herself as Sister Lin's little bitch? It's a pity that she can absorb nutrients too much in the mother's womb, and her development is really good, unlike Sister Lin, the winning rate So tall, she was born with 'pulmonary aortic branch abnormality'. Otherwise, she would be able to pant at three steps, cough at five steps, and start vomiting blood after running a 100-meter step..."

Have you ever seen someone say that about your sister?

If this elder sister is Ye Jiaojiao's kind of oil bottle, it's fine, but the little girl Wang Tingwan is talking about is really the same mother as her!

"cough--"

Clenching his fists, Qiao Shukuang lowered his head and laughed.

Wang Tingwan showed a look of extreme disdain, and came down from upstairs with the medicine box.

He casually threw the box on the coffee table in the living room, then opened the medicine box and sorted it out.

And took a box of watermelon cream lozenges, and threw it directly to Qiao Shukuang.

"Take medicine when you are sick, and laugh when you want to laugh. This is not an important occasion. There are big leaders watching on the stage, and our little epaulet coughs and we will be stared at. Everyone knows what virtue you have. Ming, there's no need to pretend to be gentle in front of me, right?"

As she said that, Wang Tingwan, the little chili, rolled her eyes at him, and muttered softly: "Cough cough, cough a fart——"

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Shukuang didn't pretend to cough, but really coughed.

Choked by saliva!

"Cough-cough-cough-"

"Yo, you said you were fat and you still gasped?!"

Wang Tingwan said that, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

She looked around the house, found the kitchen, brought him a bottle of grape juice from the refrigerator, and threw it to him to let him relax.

But when Qiao Shukuang gulped half a bottle down his stomach, he had just calmed down, and he hadn't had time to say thank you to her.

Wang Tingwan suddenly cried out: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Petri dish, toxin incubator! I even took a sip, shit! Damn! Damn!"

Expired?

Expired……

Expired! ! !

Qiao Shukuang's handsome face instantly changed color.

Looking up again, Second Miss Wang, who was still roaring and screaming a second ago, as if she had eaten something extraordinary, had already rushed to the kitchen in a hurry, and choked her throat.

And Young Master Qiao, who has always been extremely picky about food, can only grit his teeth resentfully at the half bottle of grape juice left in his hand.

But for some reason, when he looked at the purple liquid in front of him, he couldn't help but think of Miss Wang's words.

I always feel that there are quite a few microorganisms here, waving at me evilly...