Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 590: My Wife Loves Peeling Shrimp For Me

Nian Junting immediately calmly, "Dad, really a good dad, the legendary good man, all these years old, still infatuated, it really makes people respectfully, I will be on par with his elderly people in the future."

Lausanne smiled. "Save your mouth. Don't bother me. Let me cook the dishes."

"No, you fry, I hold it and don't disturb you," said Jun Jun Ting, who refused to give up.

Lausanne's cooking is inconvenient, but after thinking about it for a while, he left it.

I don't know if the average annual thunder will have to go in. When eating, Lausanne will pick him fishbone and peel him shrimp.

Sister Lan looked sour from the side, so she wasn't fed.

"Don't overdo it. Last time you said you would peel me a lifetime of shrimp," Lausanne said angrily. "Look, you peeled me a few times."

"Well, I remember the big S theory that Nian Xi said, so I know that I have always been petted by you, and petted and petted to become a big N," Nian Junting said with a look on his face.

Lausanne's face was black, "Big N?"

What the **** is this.

"Big S should start with the last name of S, then my last name is not Big N," said Jun Ting stealing music.

Lausanne couldn't help crying, "Is the surname Xu of the family?"

"Why is it called Big S."

"I don't know, anyway, everyone else is so called, Mr. Big N," Lausanne ridiculed, peeling a shrimp and throwing him in his mouth.

So when Lausanne finished washing the dishes, he saw that the WeChat name of the president was changed to Big N, and his signature was: My wife likes to eat shrimp for me.

Lausanne: "..."

Letting a woman peel the shrimp for you to eat, and I'm so embarrassed to show off everywhere, I can no longer vomit.

In the end, Murong Cheng couldn't help sending her a WeChat message: Sang Sang, you can't spoil the kid too much. Don't do such things as peeling shrimp. "

Nian Xi also sent a WeChat message, sister-in-law, why do you spoil my brother so much, how can you be so good, let me go for a transsexual operation, let's be together, I will be 100 times better than my brother.

Lausanne is overwhelming.

Murong Cheng's mother and daughter are really good.

If it was a pity, she really didn't want them to misunderstand her later.

After dinner, Lausanne borrowed a needle from Sister Lan and went upstairs.

She found out the condom and poke with a needle.

Just in case, she poked at everything.

Although she doesn't want to get pregnant now for her career, her career is more important than the average annual average.

If you lose your career, you can start again. If you lose your favorite person, it will be difficult to find it.

The door was suddenly opened.

She was startled and threw both the needle and TT into the drawer.

Nian Junting came over, looked at the contents, and suddenly smiled strangely, "You are taking TT, want to follow me ..."

"... No," Lausanne was embarrassed and stammered. "I just ... count how many there are, and I do n’t have to buy a new one."

"Relax, I still have two boxes in the trunk of my car, which is enough for a whole year," said the average annual staring eyes. "This kind of thing should be a man's concern."

"Why do you buy so many ..." Lausanne's embarrassed ears were warm.

"I always like to buy a few boxes and a few boxes when buying things," Nian Junting came over, squinting at a pile of boxes inside, smiling and squatting on the floor around the bedside table.

His ambiguous breath was blowing around her neck, and his voice was unknowingly dull like spirits. "But you forgot that you don't need to use these at all during your safety period these days."

Third more

Annual average: Please call me Big N in the future

(End of this chapter)