Chapter 103 Varieties

The young couple had a fierce dispute between drinking and not drinking. Murong Qingyun was moved by emotion and reasoned Yang Mengmeng to reason and set the facts. For many years, the experience she has summed up is that she only listens or not, otherwise she will have to be taken into the dug pit by him. Yang Mengmeng would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than Murong Qingyun's broken mouth at this time.

After wasting a lot of saliva, he did feel a little thirsty. He subconsciously picked up the bowl on the computer table, took two sips, and said slowly, "At most, I will drink another bowl of chicken soup. Don't think of any more tricks to mess with me. If you have any dissatisfaction with me, just to be honest. I accept your sincere criticism."

"They didn't set you up! It's not for you to drink chicken soup. Yang Mengmeng's little face couldn't hide her inner pride. She held Murong Qingyun's head in both hands and kissed her, "I'm not dissatisfied with you. They have always been very satisfied with you.

What you said is true or false, and you can't lie. Murong Qingyun shook his head, picked up the bowl again, and drank the chicken soup into his stomach like poison. Whether it tastes good or not, I don't have the heart to evaluate it at all. After all, my stomach is really uncomfortable. He has just finished drinking this bowl of soup and has begun to feel a little nauseous. Yang Mengmeng still took the empty bowl he had just finished drinking, hummed a little song, turned around and walked into the kitchen to heat him again.

Murong Qingyun has moved from the chair to the edge of the bed and sat down. He put his backhand on the sheet and moaned, "I don't drink chicken soup anymore. If it goes on like this, it will kill me. You don't want to be a widow at a young age!"

Yang Mengmeng put the bowl on the computer desktop and took a few steps forward. A leap fell directly on the ** face, gently bit his face, and smiled sweetly, "You're dead! They will go there as a nun and eat fasting and recite the scriptures for you. You have too much romantic debt. I want to atone for your pious sins.

In ordinary times, Murong Qingyun felt quite comfortable for Yang Mengmeng to suppress herself like this. After all, the two little white rabbits on her chest are still quite full and elastic. My stomach was so full that I was so pressed by her that I wanted to vomit even more. She was determined to deal with him, otherwise her heart would be unbalanced. Yang Mengmeng deliberately pressed his belly regularly with her lower abdomen, but her face was full of a happy smile.

She found that it was also a very interesting thing to bully her own men. No wonder she liked to tease herself. Murong Qingyun really couldn't stand her playing tricks on him like this and wanted to push her down from his body, but the little girl's hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, her body was tightly attached to his body, and her feet were also wrapped around his feet. Yang Mengmeng's mouth is not resting, kissing and biting Murong Qingyun, which makes him have no choice.

Murong Qingyun finally couldn't stand her toss. He pushed Yang Mengmeng away very hard, jumped out of bed, covered his mouth and ran into the bathroom, and quickly squatted on the ground and vomited out. The little hoof squeezed out all the things in his stomach. Murong Qingyun vomited for more than ten years and opened the water to flush down all the filth in the toilet.

Although my mouth and throat are very strange, my stomach is much more comfortable. Murong Qingyun, who came back, took two pieces of paper to wipe his mouth, kneaded them into paper balls and threw them into the trash can. Yang Mengmeng felt that the effect of her prank was better than expected, so she also jumped off the ground from under the bed and showed a proud look on her face.

She walked to the computer desktop, picked up the bowl of warm red date chicken soup again, walked to Murong Qingyun, and laughed, "Now, your stomach should be very loose. There should be no psychological pressure or burden after drinking the last two bowls of chicken soup!"

"Bad girl, do you still want to continue to do me?" Murong Qingyun was both angry and funny.

"You treat my good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs. So many good things have been spit out by you, and it is the right way to supplement them. Yang Mengmeng pretended to be wronged and said, "You know how to wrong others. Either you drink the soup or apologize to others.

"You are getting worse and worse." Murong Qingyun helplessly took the chicken soup, shook his head twice, drank it, handed over the empty bowl, and said with a helpless expression, "Go and drink the last bowl of soup with me."

"I'm going now." Yang Mengmeng, holding an empty bowl, said in a happy posture.

She brought the chicken soup to Murong Qingyun for the third time with a smile. He didn't want to talk nonsense with her. After all, it didn't work, so he had to continue drinking. After taking the bowl, he looked up and drank it. Yang Mengmeng couldn't help shaking her body gently and took the empty bowl to look at it.

She seemed to feel that she hadn't had enough fun and laughed and said, "You just vomited so much. It's better to drink two more bowls."

"Enough, don't go too much." Murong Qingyun's face became serious and said, "I have cooperated with you very well. If you take another inch, be careful of your ass."

"If you don't drink, just say no. Why scare people by spanking? Yang Mengmeng is not afraid.

"Oh... dead girl, you are in Changxing City." Murong Qingyun pretended to be surprised and said, "Tonight, I have decided to discipline you well, otherwise you will continue lawless."

With a grimace, Yang Mengmeng ran into the kitchen with an empty bowl. She hummed songs while washing dishes with detergent. Murong Qingyun took off his dirty clothes and looked back at the injury on his body and found that there was basically no problem. Naked, he walked behind Yang Mengmeng, put his hands around her soft water snake waist, and his predecessor was also attached to it.

"Someone is playing hooligans, come and catch perverts." Yang Mengmeng screamed in a low voice and said, "You are really evil. I've been thinking about these obscene things all day. I really want to know how you came here when you didn't have someone else?

"Brother is evil, what's wrong?" Murong Qingyun said without any embarrassment at all: "Solve it with your hands!" As long as men have done that, what's strange? This is human nature."

"Bah, you're getting more and more hooligan!" Yang Mengmeng let him turn around and carefully checked the injury on his back. He had stameted and determined that there was no big deal at all. He calmly said, "Go take a shower. They are waiting for you in ** to satisfy your nature."

Murong Qingyun walked into the bathroom with a dancing "Good Man Song" and closed the door to take a shower. Yang Mengmeng outside can clearly hear the sound of water and his crying and howling songs. After placing the bowl and washing her hands, she sat on ** and flipped through the journal Family Doctor. Murong Qingyun came to** where he washed himself cleanly and fragrantly.

He was about to take action against Yang Mengmeng, but he stopped him and said, "Husband, the magazine focuses on how couples have a good birth and education? If we want to have a healthy baby, you need to quit smoking and drinking, exercise every day, pay attention to rest, don't stay up late, eat healthy, and rest regularly... Only in this way can we have a high-quality baby.

Murong Qingyun took the magazine she handed over, shook it, and said depressedly, "As the book says, it takes three or half a year to recuperate. Who can stand it if you want to be a monk? I won't do it even if I kill my brother. Dai Dulace? I don't have this habit. After all, handsome men don't wear this thing.

Murong Qingyun threw the book next to him to comfort Yang Mengmeng and said, "How can you believe everything in the magazine? Haven't you heard that a whole letter is better than a bookless one?

"Believe it or not, I believe it anyway." Yang Mengmeng said with a very serious expression, "If you want someone to have a baby, then you have to follow the above, or we will put this matter on hold for the time being. You can continue to resist Qiu Wei's mother's test alone. People think that there is a small life in the family, and Qiu Wei's mother will definitely focus on the baby.

"There is no way to give birth to boys and girls in the book." Murong Qingyun thought, "If you give birth to a girl, half a year of inhuman life will not make me lose a lot. You can only lighten my burden by giving birth to a child.

Yang Mengmeng's little face slowly became gloomy and argued, "Qiu Wei's mother told others that she likes girls."

"Cut, Qiu Wei said so. In fact, it's definitely not like that." Murong Qingyun said with great certainty, "Should we make a bet? Your reward for giving birth to a boy will not be the same as your reward for giving birth to a girl.

Yang Mengmeng really didn't believe what he said and said, "Okay, I bet you. What is the bet?

"If you beat me, I will cover all the housework. If you lose to me, don't be generous with Bai Bing and Ye Rou. Murong Qingyun and Pan said, "We just don't want to see you meet like red-eyed cockfighting. The palm and the back of my hand are flesh, and I won't feel good if I hurt any of you.

"I promise." Yang Mengmeng snuggled in his arms and said, "Then you have to do what the magazine says honestly. Our bet will have a history of more than a year.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Murong Qingyun smiled and said, "We only need to call Sister Qiu Wei to know the result."

Yang Mengmeng didn't believe what he said at all, so Murong Qingyun dialed Murong Qiuwei's phone in a hands-free way to prove it. He told a painless lie. The two wanted a baby, hoping that Sister Qiu Wei would teach them the secret recipe for giving birth to a son or daughter, and asked her which breed she liked.