Do a good job of boiled fish fillets, fried ham sausage, and a purple amaranth preserved egg soup. The simple two dishes and one soup exudes heat and fragrance.

Nanmao sat in front of the dinner table, and the black tiger forward still squatted on the ground and chewed at the foot of the table.

Tang an goes to call sang Mengmeng.

Standing in front of the door, Tang an knocked. At this moment, his mood is complex and strange.

Before cooking, he witnessed sang Mengmeng's attractive figure, just like the * * * * heroine in animation. Every part of her body is perfect, so that men can hardly control their desire for her.

But later, Nanmao's analysis dispelled many of the remaining thoughts in his heart. Just like the dream he had, if his girlfriend, or his spring dream fantasy object, would become Wang. When he was doing that kind of thing with her, she suddenly became a Wang. What's the feeling?

Although Tang an can also participate in some evil and immoral topics, it's just a talk. It doesn't mean that he is really willing to happen to himself.

So it's not suitable for sang Mengmeng to have that desire. It's like a basin of cold water pouring down directly from Tang an's head, watering out the desire left in the bottom of his heart.

Maybe there are still some moving pictures, but Tang an won't think much. He hopes that sang Mengmeng is not a dog spirit family, but this is not his wishful thinking. He must find evidence to prove whether she is or not.

The door opened and sang Mengmeng came out.

After bathing, sang Mengmeng's hair is casually tied at the back of his head. Several strands of hair fall with the bun, revealing a white slender neck and a white collar home clothes. No one can imagine that under this casual and elegant dress, there will be a beautiful figure that makes men unable to restrain their desire.

"It's time for dinner." Tang an involuntarily looked at sang Mengmeng for a while, and then said.

Sang Mengmeng's fingers arranged the hair behind her ears, and she didn't mind Tang an's momentary absence when she looked at herself. She smiled, "OK... I can't always eat and drink for nothing. Otherwise, in the future, either you are responsible for buying vegetables and I'll cook, or when I buy vegetables, you can cook?"

Sang Mengmeng's suggestions are fair, neither taking advantage of Tang an nor letting Tang an take advantage of himself... You know Tang an is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of small advantages. Fair exchange is more acceptable to him. Sang Mengmeng knows this very well.

"No problem... But you can cook?" Tang an felt that there was no problem in agreeing. The more contact with Sang Mengmeng, the easier it was to find out whether there were doubts about her. As for such doubt, I really don't think sang Mengmeng can cook... No matter whether sang Mengmeng is a dog spirit family or not, her life is dignified. There is no doubt that such a young lady can cook?

Don't young ladies like sang Mengmeng put salt as sugar when cooking, and then any dish looks like a pot of paste. It's great to be able to make a tomato egg soup or an egg fried rice?

"Of course, I'll cook supper for you tonight." Sang Mengmeng volunteered.

Now Tang an will agree to what sang Mengmeng says, because he must let her do what she wants to do. Maybe in this way, sang Mengmeng will quickly reveal the possible purpose behind it.

Sitting at the table, Nanmao didn't eat first this time, but sat there and looked at the boiled fish and ham sausage on the table.

Of course, she still holds a bottle of milk in her hand. When she likes to eat, she can drink the big bottle of milk in Tang'an's refrigerator.

When sang Mengmeng came, Nanmao glanced at her, and then continued to look at the food on the table. There is no doubt that sang Mengmeng is not as important as boiled fish and fried ham sausage.

"Eat." Tang an won't show any emotion soon to make sang Mengmeng notice something.

Quietly, it will always show the horse's feet, just as the black tiger striker will loosen the table feet.

"By the way, Tang an... If Nanmao wants to stay here, have you arranged a room for her?" Sang Mengmeng asked with concern.

Nanmao's tiger ears moved, and then continued to eat delicious fish. Although this kind of fish is very unpromising, it does taste good and tender, which is the greatest significance in its fish life. After all, it can be recognized by Nanmao king.

"She lives in my room first," said Tang an. "I have time to tidy up another room. Come out. There are still many rooms at home."

"That's not very convenient. Why don't you let her live with me first?" Sang Mengmeng said generously.

Nanmao looked up at Tang an. It must be a conspiracy!

Tang an didn't think it was a conspiracy, but he didn't think it was appropriate. What if there was a cat and dog war when he didn't know it? Sang Mengmeng doesn't care for the moment. In Nanmao's eyes, sang Mengmeng is a suspected enemy.

"No, just these two days. Don't I still have a room next door? I'll just tidy it up." Tang an pointed to the ham sausage. "Let's have dinner first. Didn't you say you like ham sausage best?"

Sang Mengmeng smiled sweetly again and sandwiched a ham sausage. "Shall I eat it with spicy sauce or black pepper?"

"You can eat it with milk!" Nanmao suddenly suggested.

"OK, give me some milk," Sang Mengmeng said.

Nanmao hurriedly took his milk and avoided it. How can milk be given to others? All the milk in the whole house should belong to Nanmao king, and don't give anyone a drop.

"How stingy." Sang Mengmeng pouted disapprovingly, then ate it with some black pepper juice. In fact, who would eat ham sausage with milk?

"It's delicious... I want to eat a lot. Nanmao, how many do you want to eat, let's share?" Sang Mengmeng asked Nanmao. Nanmao's full name is too long, so it's better to call it Nanmao.

Nanmao frowned. Obviously, she didn't like talking to Sang Mengmeng, and she didn't like what she had to do involving Nanmao.

However, this is a matter of food. Nanmao sandwiched several, thought about it, and another one was given to the black tiger forward.

"How many do you want?" Sang Mengmeng asked Tang an again.

"I don't want it. I won't eat it." Tang an shook her head and looked at a large plate of ham sausage. In fact, the amount of ham sausage was chosen by sang Mengmeng. Tang an didn't want it. He wanted to see if sang Mengmeng would really eat so many ham sausage.

So under Tang an's gaze, sang Mengmeng ate ham sausage one by one.

When sang Mengmeng eats ham sausage, she will dip it with sauce, then lick it. The tip of her tongue is pink, wet and tender, then bite into her soft lips and hold it in her mouth. Her teeth bump and look at Tang an while eating.

Her eyes are gentle and sweet, which makes Tang an unable to look at her. Tang an's mind overflows. If sang Mengmeng is really a dog spirit family, and the puppy she raised when she was a child, accompanying her childhood, how should she get along in the future?

Considering this is a possibility, however, in the words of Nanmao, sang Mengmeng may also have a purpose that can threaten Nanmao, so Tang an can't directly ask if she is a dog spirit family, so as not to scare the snake.

When Tang an was not thinking deeply, sang Mengmeng gradually ate the rest of the ham sausage, then pushed the bare plate in front of Tang an and looked at Tang an with a slightly proud expression.

Tang'an just regained his mind at this time and said in a daze, "you really have the ability!"

I have never seen such a person who can eat ham sausage. This is also one of the evidences that she is a dog spirit family! No, it's not evidence. You can't think that everything can be evidence.

"Let me clean up the dishes and chopsticks," Sang Mengmeng volunteered.

"No, I'll come." Tang an looked at sang Mengmeng's white and soft hands. It didn't look like a girl used to entering the kitchen.

"I really seldom clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but this kind of housework is not difficult. Girls always have to learn how to take care of their husband in the future?" said sang Mengmeng, who couldn't help cleaning up.

Tang an doesn't let Nanmao make trouble in the kitchen because Nanmao is certainly unreliable in the kitchen. After all, sang Mengmeng is a normal girl on the surface, so it shouldn't be a problem to do these things. If she wants to insist, Tang an won't say anything.

"Then Nanmao and I will go out for a walk first. Do you want any snacks or something? I'll bring them to you," Tang an said.

In fact, sang Mengmeng also wanted to go for a walk together, but she said she wanted to wash the dishes. There was no way, so she had to wash the dishes first. Sang Mengmeng thought about it and shook her head. Today's ham sausage is a little too much.

Seeing that sang Mengmeng went to the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks and still drank slowly with a large bottle of milk, Nanmao finally put down his milk and sneered: "She's trying to win your favor. Unfortunately, she's extremely stupid. For men, a girl who can wash dishes and chopsticks is of no use. What you like most is her body that can bring you pleasure, but she doesn't know how to make the best use of everything. It's putting the cart before the horse."

"Who said that? Don't slander people, OK?" Nanmao was really self righteous. Tang an felt that when he saw sang Mengmeng's body, he was just an instinctive reaction as a man, and didn't want to bring him any pleasure.

"I learned to operate your computer today, and then I found a video of men and women mating in your computer. Since you like watching, you must like doing it. There is no doubt that sang Mengmeng's body is much better than the women in the video you like to watch. Then, as a human instinct, why don't you choose better to meet your psychological and physiological needs Beg? "Nanmao calmly analyzed.

Tang an blushes and must be deleted later. Zhang Yuying saw it last time, but Nanmao saw it again this time!

It's nothing to be seen by Zhang Yuying. After all, girls of Zhang Yuying's age already know and will know that boys have such needs. It's a common thing, but Nanmao is just a little girl. It's really inappropriate for her to get in touch with her own side.

Tang an still wants to maintain his image in front of Nanmao.

"You do a lot of things when we're not at home!" Tang an thought Nanmao was just in the yard for a day. She thought she was very boring and poor. She didn't think she did a lot of things. It's estimated that she explored the whole yard.

"This is our No. 2 base. Of course, I should carefully check it and fully understand it, so that I can master favorable and effective information in future battles." Nanmao said confidently, and didn't think it was wrong to look through Tang an's computer.

"Why did you learn to use the computer so quickly?" Tang an thought it was a little difficult for people who had never touched the computer to find the videos he hid.

"Because I'm Nanmao."

This is tantamount to not saying. Tang an frowned and asked, "what else did you do today?"

"I drank a lot of milk," Nanmao said, touching his stomach.

"What else?" Tang an asked again.

"Go to bed after drinking milk." Nanmao looked up at Tang an and said impatiently, "are you interrogating me? If you want to interrogate me, you will only speak in a barking voice in the future!"

Tang an is enough. As a king, Nanmao's current performance shows that her temper can be controlled, but Tang an doesn't want to stimulate her nature as a cruel imperial king, and suddenly turns him into a dog.

So Tang an and Nanmao went for a walk together.