Chapter 613

"No, I'm not a star now." On the surface, Lin Yan'er pretends not to care, but she is a little sad.

If she didn't become like this, maybe what Lin Menger got now would belong to her.

But now it's too late to say anything. Some things have already happened and can't go back.

"My little princess, if you go on worrying, you will grow wrinkles." An Jianming pretends to be joking, thus transferring Lin Yan'er's sad mood.

"Did you? Let me see. " Lin Yan'er said with a little nervousness. She still took out her mobile phone and took a picture of herself.

Look left, right, sure there is no wrinkles, just know that an Jianming cheated her, turned around and glared at him and said, "an Jianming, how dare you cheat me?"

"I didn't lie to you. If you continue to worry from now on, maybe it will become that way." An Jianming said very seriously.

"Well, if you think I'm ugly, you'll go to someone else instead of me." Lin Yan'er said angrily, pushing the wheelchair with her hand, and didn't want to rely on an Jianming.

Seeing Lin Yan'er about to run away, an Jianming strides up and grabs the back of the wheelchair and refuses to let her go.

Lin Yan'er saw that she couldn't go. She covered her face with her hands and cried wrongly: "you bullied me, sobbing."

Seeing this, an Jianming felt distressed and came to her. He squatted down and coaxed with a soft voice: "I'm wrong. It's all my fault. You can hit me as much as you want."

"That's what you said." Lin Yan'er raised her head and patted him gently.

Like a coquettish strength, she can't feel her strength at all.

Seeing that there was no tear on Lin Yan'er's face, an Jianming knew that he had been cheated. He said helplessly, "when did you learn Lin Menger's mischievous and like to tease me?"

"If you are not polite to me." Lin Yan'er has seen Lin Menger's power, and naturally knows that if anyone offends her, there will be no good fruit to eat.

From Qiao an's hot search headlines this month, it can be seen that eight Chengdu is Lin Menger's handwriting.

But I didn't expect that a woman so proud of Joan an would be made helpless by Lin meng'er, thinking that she had been bullied by Joan an, but she had no ability to fight back.

"I admire Lin meng'er very much. If it wasn't for her, no one would have taught JoAnn a lesson." An Jianming gritted his teeth and said.

At the beginning, he didn't know that Lin Yaner was bullied by Qiao An'an in the production team. If he did, he would certainly not let Qiao an pass.

But later it was known that Lin Menger had taught Joan an a lesson instead of him. Naturally, it was no longer a problem for Joan an.

"Well, let's not talk about that woman. Let's find a place to rest. We're a little thirsty." Lin Yan'er didn't want to mention those troublesome things and changed the topic.

"obey your highness, princess." After an Jianming finished, he pushed Lin Yan'er to a more open and quiet place to rest.

On the other side, as soon as Wang Yuzhe came back from work, he saw Feng Mengmeng busy in the kitchen. He couldn't help walking over, hugging her from behind and asking, "honey, what are you doing with so much food?"

Isn't it an important festival today?

"Guess." Feng Mengmeng looks back and says mysteriously.

Wang Yuzhe pondered for a moment and said, "today is your birthday?"

Feng Mengmeng glared at her eyes and said, "what's the date of my birthday, don't you know?"

When Wang Yuzhe realized that he had said something wrong, he was in a cold sweat and said with a smile, "how can I not know the baby's birthday? I'm just trying to make you laugh

"I knew you were not like that." Feng Mengmeng soon believed in Wang Yuzhe and forgave him.

After all, how can a romantic man like Wang Yuzhe not remember these things? He must be joking.

"Then you should tell me, why do you eat so much?" Wang Yuzhe had a headache and didn't want to guess.

"Menger has been off recently and asked us to have a picnic tomorrow, so we should prepare more food and bring it to eat tomorrow." Feng Mengmeng said happily and began to do it again.

"In your mind, Lin meng'er is still more important than me." Wang Yuzhe began to be jealous again, but what he ate was Lin Menger's vinegar.

"Husband, what kind of vinegar do you eat? Menger is my best friend. You are my husband. How can they be compared?" Feng Mengmeng put the prepared snacks into the oven, adjusted the heat, and turned to Wang Yuzhe.

"If I and lim meng'er fall into the water at the same time, who will you save first?" Wang Yuzhe suddenly threw out a multiple choice question.

"That must be to save the dream first." Feng Mengmeng said without thinking, but deeply hurt Wang Yuzhe's heart: "so you are. In your mind, Lin Menger is more important than my husband."

He even humbly wants to rob with a woman. Is this the rhythm of going back?In those years, he would hook his fingers at random, and there were a lot of women around him to get better. It's not like this, you have to compete with a woman to be jealous.

"Where do you want to go? I first save Menger because she can't swim. If she doesn't care, she will drown. But you can swim. You can come up on your own. You don't need me to save you. " Feng Mengmeng is speechless. Why is her husband always jealous of Lin meng'er?

She and Lin Menger are really just the best friends. Why is Wang Yuzhe always jealous? What a silence!

"What if I can't swim?" Wang Yuzhe didn't give up and continued to ask.

"You are a big man who can't swim. What do you want me to do as a little woman? I can't help you Feng Mengmeng frowned and said.

"Honey, what's cooked? Can I try it?" Wang Yuzhe didn't want to go on. He was afraid that Feng Mengmeng would get angry, so he had to change the topic.

"Fried radish cake, you can try it." Feng Mengmeng was very happy when she mentioned eating. She took out her chopsticks from the cupboard, took a piece of radish cake and handed it to Wang Yuzhe.

After taking a bite, Wang Yuzhe couldn't help but give up his thumb and praised: "the radish cake fried by baby is delicious, and the craft is wonderful."

"Of course, how else can you hold your heart?" Feng Mengmeng said with pride.

To grasp a man's heart, we must first grasp a man's stomach. She should belong to this type.

"You don't have to grab my heart, my heart will always belong to you." Wang Yuzhe said sweetly.

"I don't know how many women I've ever told you." Feng Mengmeng was clearly happy to die, but he also deliberately said irony.

"That's a lot, Ruth and ally." Wang Yuzhe pretended to be deep.

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