The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 545 Strongly despised
Her heart seemed to drop suddenly.

It felt like I was about to suffocate, which was very scary.

When she got downstairs, Wu Mei patted her chest and said, "Hey, hey, husband, you can't treat me like this.

"My little heart can't stand such a toss.

"My invisible heart attack is going to be attacked by you."

Tong Tong laughed and said, "Sister, don't say that.

"As a woman, you have to be bold.

"What men can do, we women can also do.

"We want to be a manly woman."

Wu Mei quickly shook her head and said, "I think it's better for me to be a little girl."

Tongtong said contemptuously, "I'm really useless."

Li Jinxuan smiled and walked away with Wu Mei in his arms.

Said: "I like this, it is feminine.

"This kind of woman will make men have the desire to conquer."

Tong Tong said very disdainfully: "Tch, a woman like me is still followed by a bunch of men.

"Like a fly that can't be chased away no matter how hard you try, oh, it's so annoying."

Saying that, she flickered and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Li Jinxuan took Wu Mei's hand and walked behind her with a smile, and they went to the dining room together.

The meals here are very good.

Although not shark fin abalone bird's nest.

But they are all very refreshing mountain treasures.

Wu Mei picked up a bamboo shoot and looked left and right.

Finally, he couldn't help sighing and said: "I really didn't expect this season here.

"There are still such fresh bamboo shoots.

"It's really unimaginable."

Li Jinxuan said with a smile: "What's the matter.

"In spring, the bamboo shoots are picked and stored in the ice cellar for refrigeration.

"As long as the temperature is well controlled.

"It won't spoil and rot."

Luo Minghui said: "But I still like to eat dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork.

"If you want to burn small pork belly, it's perfect."

Wu Mei said: "I'm worthless, but I actually like to eat such fat pork belly, I strongly despise it."

(Students, today my feet are sore and inflamed. I can’t sit still. I can’t sit still. I feel like crying...)
(End of this chapter)