Chapter 257 Low-level fun

At night, Murong Qingyun had just climbed into bed and received a phone call from Yang Mengmeng. She said she missed him, couldn't sleep, and wanted him to hug and so on. He looked at the ceiling, sighed in his heart, and felt that the shadow of the little girl was everywhere. She wanted to deal with a few words and hang up the phone to sleep, but she was fully prepared to fight at night.

Murong Qingyun, who was lying in **, closed his eyes and listened to what Yang Mengmeng saw and heard in the capital. Her topic is still about the eternal theme of eating. Throughout the afternoon and evening, I ate a lot of famous snacks in the capital. The two were chatting, making Murong Qingyun seem to hear her swallowing saliva.

He felt that his little girl was not as delicious as a star. Could it be that when her mother-in-law was pregnant, she didn't eat enough oil and water to make her greedy hobby? He analyzed the correlation and concluded that she was much more greedy than the vast majority of girls. Not only is she delicious, but she only eats good food. The originator is Murong Qiuwei.

Yang Mengmeng heard his continuous 'en' deal with herself, and suddenly showed an unreadable expression on her face and shouted, which really shocked Murong Qingyun. He believed that she was going to be insane. The little girl felt a burst of grievance. When I went out of my hometown, I wanted to talk to my closest person, but I didn't get any comfort.

Yang Mengmeng's eyes turned into tears and counted him and said, "Is marriage really the grave of love? In the past, you were always willing to chat with others until dawn. Now, you are obviously very unwilling to talk to me.

"It used to be, but now it is now." Murong Qingyun opened his eyes, yawned, and said in no hurry, "In the past, you didn't live in a big house, drive a good car, and spend the tickets in your pocket. Now, you can enjoy life in a way. Just because you can't sleep doesn't mean I can't sleep at all, so just let me go once!"

Yang Mengmeng's eyes were red, and the little girl in her heart rushed out and said, "No, you have to accompany others, or you don't want to sleep comfortably. If you dare to turn off the phone, I will ignore you! People will cry until dawn. In this regard, I must do what I say and will never threaten or intimidate you.

When the little girl cried, Murong Qingyun really didn't have much to do with her. After all, it has always become a habit to indulge her. If Yang Mengmeng is really sad, she has to cry, and the sad appearance is really devastating. I haven't seen it before. Every time, the reason why she cried was the relationship between the two. He is afraid that she will hurt her body. It is not that she will compromise on principles. After all, it is necessary for a man to spoil his wife.

Murong Qingyun really doesn't love Yang Mengmeng and will never marry her. Since the two are already a legitimate couple, he made sacrifices. Women always need to be coaxed, so he began to say a lot of sweet words to make the little girl happy. He can fully feel that her heart is all here.

She is determined to live this life with him. If there is an afterlife, she will still be with him. The little girl has arrived and can't live without him. If you really want to die, Yang Mengmeng will not hesitate. Unfortunately, the love between the two is not so tragic that they can't sleep together, and they must die in the same cave. Murong Qiuwei didn't care about the height of the door, which made the two lovers finally get married, otherwise there would really be a tragedy of love.

"Brother is really afraid of you. No big deal, I sleep during the day. Murong Qingyun wrapped himself in the quilt, sat up, leaned his back on the pillow and said, "We are a special case. Don't take this as a routine. I can't stand your destruction when I'm old. After all, I still have to make money to raise you, a greedy man.

In a bedroom on the second floor, Yang Mengmeng turned over in ** and protested, "He is not a greedy ghost, but you are a greedy snake. I don't want to quarrel with you, a little boy who hasn't grown up.

"Dead girl, you are getting harder and harder." Murong Qingyun was calm and joked, "Sister Qiu Wei sent you to Beijing for a public-funded trip. Thinking about it, it's really enviable and jealous. Snacks from the north and south of the Yangtze River are gathered in the capital, so don't eat like a big fat man. It will be warm to hug you in winter, but it will be uncomfortable to hug you in summer.

"No matter how fat I eat, 200 pounds is also your wife." Yang Mengmeng climbed down from **, put on his shoes, stood at the window and looked at the night scene and said, "It's good to have the protection of the law, so you will support me for the rest of your life. Don't say divorce nonsense, otherwise they will be really unhappy. You once said that you would love me for the rest of your life, so you can't breach the contract.

Murong Qingyun felt some fever in his body and did not wrap the quilt tightly. He said a joke on the Internet: "One of your best women once said a thunderous word. If a man can't make money, it's garbage, so a small college counselor, with a monthly income of more than 1,000 yuan, should be included in the garbage.

"Sick, the person you mentioned doesn't belong to our women." Yang Mengmeng's eyes overlooked the night view of the capital, slightly moving her lips like rose petals, and the words turned around and said, "Are you taking this to laugh at others? I don't spend money indiscriminately, even if I spend money indiscriminately. After all, she is your wife, and you are the fifth most stingy in the world.

"Honey, I dare not make fun of you, but make fun of myself." Murong Qingyun said that his mouth was a little dry. While preparing to touch the bed and drink water, he smiled and said, "Look how good I am to you. If you see a funny video, I will tell you to have fun together. According to her theory, at least hundreds of millions of men in the country are garbage, and a large Chinese country is a garbage dump. She lives in a garbage dump, and I'm afraid she can't escape the fate of being garbage.

"It's boring. You're such a big man to watch this kind of video. It's vulgar." Yang Mengmeng walked back and forth in the bedroom and said, "You always say that people have not grown up, and you are not mature yet."

"The most difficult thing for me to understand is why you women always like to show their faces on the Internet?" Murong Qingyun took a big sip of water and said his doubts: "People are valuable to be self-knowledge, and how do you think of this kind of goods? I'm really a mortal, and I can't understand the sky.

"It's boring. The more we talk, the more boring it becomes." Yang Mengmeng stopped his footsteps and said, "Sleep."