Chapter 13 That's how I am

Yang Mengmeng was absolutely confident in her appearance and figure. She completely ignored some of Murong Qingyun's words and sensed that he had no intention of leaving at all, so she simply risked it and pretended to let him look at it. If you don't pay attention to him, you can take a bath as much as you should.

The water spewing from the shower followed Yang Mengmeng's white neck. One part of the water beads jumped naughtyly on her two jade-peaks, and the other part of the water beads flowed through the gully between the two peaks to her satin-like abdomen, and then passed through the lower abdomen to the slender legs, and finally drifted The bright ankle rotated and spread out. Although a few bad drops of water are quite nostalgic for her chubby little white rabbits, they have to be pushed down from the pink rabbit's eyes by their companions, falling to the ground without any regret and disappearing without a trace.

With such a beautiful bathing picture, Murong Qingyun's little brother stood up very disappointingly. The heartbeat accelerated, the blood circulation accelerated, and the male hormone secretion accelerated. He turned around and moved a chair, holding a water cup, and sat down from the position where the water would not be splashed. The afterglow from the corner of Yang Mengmeng's eyes naturally observed Murong Qingyun's instinctive physiological reaction as a man. For a moment when he turned around, as a woman, she smiled proudly.

Murong Qingyun raised his legs to cover his disappointing little brother, leaned on the back chair, stared at Yang Mengmeng's upturned buttocks, casually took two sips of water, and smiled and said, "Yang Mengmeng, I found that you have a little more fat on your buttocks. It seems that your life has been quite corrupt recently! You should eat more vegetarian dishes and lose weight.

Yang Mengmeng blurted out: "You are corrupt. I'm thin enough. If I lose it again, I will become Lu Chaibang!" A second later, he said in a sobbing voice, "You conscienceless guy, don't let me eat enough and abuse me."

Murong Qingyun saw Yang Mengmeng talking nonsense with his eyes open, and laughed and said, "If you don't reduce it, you won't reduce it! As the old saying goes, Boda-milk-water feet, big buttocks are easy to raise. According to my careful observation of your buttocks, you have at least eight children.

"Do you think I'm a sow? You only give birth eight at a time. Yang Mengmeng turned around and counterattacked directly towards Murong Qingyun.

"I think so. It's just that I don't have that function. Murong Qingyun pretended to regret.

"Insect, continue to install. I know exactly who you are. I am a cute little white rabbit, but you are a big gray wolf with a ferocious face. The pure little white rabbit was accidentally fooled by the evil gray wolf. Yang Mengmeng pouted.

"Daughter-in-law, you mentioned the little white rabbit and the big gray wolf. I'll tell you a story about a little white rabbit and a big gray wolf. One day, the big gray wolf invited the little white rabbit to drink. After the little white rabbit got drunk, the big gray wolf circled and forked it. The next day, the big gray wolf went to buy the little white rabbit a drink. The little rabbit shook his head and hand desperately and didn't drink. After drinking, my buttocks hurt." Murong Qingyun said with a bad smile.

"Bad hooligan." Yang Mengmeng's cheeks turned red and she opened her mouth and cursed. After scolding, he immediately closed the door with a bang.

The dinner for the two was invited by Murong Qingyun, and the two drank wine, which made it easy for Yang Mengmeng to think that her buttocks would hurt tomorrow. Murong Qingyun happily put the chair and water cup back in place and gently moved the mouse to look at the Pirate King. Without external interference, Yang Mengmeng carefully cleaned every inch of her skin. After all, what they do, hygiene is very important.

Half an hour later, Murong Qingyun, who was too focused, did not seem to notice that Yang Mengmeng had left the bathroom. She put on her nightdress and returned to the bathroom to remove water and tidy up.

Yang Mengmeng, who walked out of the bathroom again, came behind Murong Qingyun, bent down, put his neck, squeezed his lips and smiled, "How old are you? You still watch cartoons."

Murong Qingyun raised his hand, touched Yang Mengmeng's tender little face and said, "That fully proves that I am a pure person."

Yang Mengmeng gently bit Murong Qingyun's ear and pouted, "Are people who watch cartoons pure? So the person who drinks pure milk and pure water every day is Xiaobai!"

"Whether it's Xiaobai or Lao Bai. You just need to believe that your man is not a bad guy. Yang Mengmeng, you are bored. Should you wash our clothes? I specially bought a washing machine for you. Murong Qingyun said calmly.

"I'm so...thank you. If what I said is correct, the washing machines, range hoods, rice cookers, stoves, kitchen utensils, and even mops, brooms... are all specially used for me!" Yang Mengmeng said with a blank face.

"Daughter, you are so smart." Murong Qingyun applauded.

"If you don't do it, don't do it, why do I do it alone? Are you dead?" Yang Mengmeng complained.

"Those who can work hard! Besides, you just need to dare to eat my fried dishes and cooked rice. I'm happy to help you." Murong Qingyun argued quily.

Yang Mengmeng suddenly stopped talking, rolled her eyes, then turned around and inadvertently hit Murong Qingyun's face, and a faint fragrance floated into his nostrils. She opened the refrigerator, took out half a watermelon, and found a small stainless steel spoon. She sat on another chair and took a big mouthful of watermelon. I felt cold and put out the little fire in my heart in an instant.

Murong Qingyun finished reading the latest updated One Piece and stared at the watermelon in Yang Mengmeng's hand and said, "I want to eat it too."

Yang Mengmeng swallowed the watermelon in her mouth and replied, "If you want to eat it, go to the refrigerator and get it yourself."

Murong Qingyun suddenly said, "I want to eat what's in your hand."

Yang Mengmeng turned her head in the other direction and deliberately did not look at Murong Qingyun. She handed out the watermelon with both hands and said, "Here you are."

Murong Qingyun said shamelessly, "I want you to feed me."

Yang Mengmeng found Murong Qingyun teasing herself and took back the watermelon and said, "Go to hell."

"Daughter, are you really angry?"

"No."

"Why do I think you are really angry? Why don't you give me a smile?"

"I'm not in the mood."

"Then I'll give you a smile!"

"I still want to eat watermelon."

Murong Qingyun couldn't help saying that his mouth opened to the maximum extent, revealing his teeth that were not too white, and smiled at Yang Mengmeng's skin. Since childhood, Yang's mother has carefully taught that the standard of a good wife and a good woman is to be virtuous. Although she resisted, she was repeatedly ruthlessly suppressed. After a long time, people are numb, but they want to open up. In fact, Yang Mengmeng doesn't mind doing housework, cooking, washing and folding quilts. Nowadays, her dream is to become a qualified housewife, so she likes to do it in her heart.

Dissatisfied with the male chauvinism of Murong Qingyun. Yang Mengmeng couldn't stand Murong Qingyun's continuous coaxing and cheating. She still fed his watermelon with nothing in her heart. One bite of you and one bite of me, quite sweet. At present, there are fewer and fewer men who can enjoy such a high-level treatment. Half of the watermelon was sweetly eaten by the two and quickly finished. The sweetness of watermelon is definitely not as sweet as that of the heart.

Murong Qingyun, who finished washing his hands, wiped his hands with paper towels and called out the men's and women's ** action gunfight films from the computer's hard disk. He laughed and said, "Let's watch a movie first to cheer up, and then..."

Yang Mengmeng thought, just watch it, and guess it must be a romance film. When the first shot appeared on the screen, she obviously felt that her face was about to burn. Yang Mengmeng, who has never seen a third-level film, saw such a fierce physiological and health science education film for the first time in her life. The visual impact was really greater. She screamed uncontrollably, covered her mouth and looked at the picture blankly.

Murong Qingyun turned his head to the left, noticed Yang Mengmeng's neck, small face, red ears, and laughed, "This type of movie is very interesting! I like movies with this kind of theme the most.

Yang Mengmeng suddenly felt like she wanted to drill the ground and said vaguely, "~! •#¥%......—*”

"You have to look at movies on this subject from the perspective of performance art. Don't wear colored glasses, that's not right. You can't deny the positive side of an island ** literary film. After all, your husband's knowledge comes from movies, and then I can teach you personally. Murong Qingyun said seriously.

About this, Yang Mengmeng knew that Murong Qingyun did not fool her. I heard from the little sisters in the dormitory very early that there are almost all limited-level movies in the boys' computers. They also worship female stars, and they also need to exchange their feelings, share films and experiences.

"Uncoded ones look better than uncoded ones, but there are generally no subtitles. If there are no code and subtitles, and the actress is beautiful, it is definitely a collector's edition. Murong Qingyun explained.

"I finally understand why you boys are lower-body thinking animals!" Yang Mengmeng's red neck, hot pink face, red ears, did not fade at all.

"Prejudice is absolutely prejudice. This is the nature that God gave us when he created man. Murong Qingyun retorted.

" sophistry. According to what you mean, are you lustful and reasonable, hoping to be innocent? Yang Mengmeng curled her lips.

"Well, I don't want to debate this issue with you. We still concentrate on watching movies. Let's not always be in the same position. Shall we try new tricks tonight? Murong Qingyun asked for Yang Mengmeng's opinion.

Yang Mengmeng said firmly, "You'd better die with this heart." Then, he got up from the chair and said, "My hair is also dry. I'm asleep."

Murong Qingyun took Yang Mengmeng's wrist and said, "Don't be so conservative, okay?"

Yang Mengmeng broke away from Murong Qingyun's hand and said, "I'm like this."