Chapter 1710： living hell

"I lost again, sticking a white sticker, what the fuck, you have no place on your face, why don't you pinch your nose!"

The four of them didn't notice Yan Mingshun who was standing beside them. After one round, Meimei and Wu Chao lost again. Xiong Mumu's face was arrogant, and when he raised his hand, he was about to pinch Meimei's nose. Wu Chao had already been posted by Xiao Se. White stripes, just like the old man Baihu. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

"No, just stick a white strip!"

Meimei covered her nose to prevent Xiong Mumu from pinching it. This stinky guy is neither light nor heavy, it hurts to death!

"Put a ball? There's no place on your face, come over and let me pinch it!" Like an eagle catching a chicken, Xiong Mumu was chasing after him, with a wicked smile on his face, and accidentally bumped into a A hard wall, exuding coldness. ..

He raised his head suddenly, Yan Mingshun looked at him coldly, and he didn't need to say anything, but he clearly expressed his central idea: You dare to molest my woman, you are impatient?

Xiong Mumu shivered agitatedly, touched his nose angrily, and scolded bad luck, when did the living King of Hell come back?

"Brother, you are back!"

Meimei jumped into Yan Mingshun's house happily, and the living King of Hell was immediately gentle like water, and the whole person became soft. Xiong Mumu touched his nose again, and he was quite relieved.

At least the living **** is still pretty good to his cousin!

In the evening, Meimei personally cooked a large table of dishes for Yan Ming. Xiong Mumu and Xiao Se enjoyed their meals. The most unbearable thing in foreign countries is that there is no delicious food. Good Chinese food tastes bad when it goes abroad. The following mouth.

"Brother, Mumu and the others will also go to Hong Kong next month. The four of us will go together. You don't have to take time." Meimei said happily.

Yan Mingshun felt a little uncomfortable, but he really didn't have time next month, because he wanted to make a big move. It would be better if Meimei went to Hong Kong to avoid getting involved.

"Alright, someone will pick you up when you go there." Yan Mingshun said while feeding the peeled crab meat to Meimei.

Because of Yan Mingshun's presence, the atmosphere at the dining table was a little cold, only the sound of chewing and the sound of chopsticks hitting the plate, no one dared to make a sound, the meal was over soon, Meimei went to the kitchen to prepare fruit with Aunt Fang.

"Has the guest room been arranged?" Yan Mingshun asked Uncle Lao lightly.

Without waiting for Uncle Lao to answer, Xiong Mumu hurriedly said, "I'm going to live with Fatty!"

Xiao Se then said, "I'm going back to see Grandpa."

The three said goodbye in a hurry, followed by fire on their buttocks and walked quickly.

The food has already been eaten, and there is no need to stay overnight. If there is a living Hades at home, they are afraid that they will have nightmares!

Besides, they don't want to make big light bulbs!

If you see something you shouldn't watch, or hear something you shouldn't listen to, will Yan Mingshun kill someone?

The three of them collectively trembled and got into the desolate car, only then did they feel at ease.

Yan Mingshun was still very satisfied with the self-consciousness of Xiong Mumu and the three, and withdrew the murderous aura he had just released, and the room suddenly warmed.

Meimei came out holding the fruit platter, but saw that only Yan Mingshun was left at the dinner table, "Where are they? Why are they all gone?"

"Go home!" Yan Mingshun took the fruit plate, took Meimei into his arms, and forked a piece of watermelon to feed, Uncle Lao and Aunt Fang had already disappeared consciously.

"Why did you go home? When you were playing cards, you said you were going to spend the night here, so it doesn't matter what you said." Meimei complained a few words, but without thinking about it, Yan Mingshun fed him another piece of watermelon.

This time, it was a bit big, and the small mouth couldn't hold it, and most of the outside was exposed. Yan Mingshun's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to bite off most of the watermelon outside. …

"It's still the best cherries..."

Yan Mingshun laughed softly, raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the room, with clothes falling on the road...