Chapter Forty-Eight: Is This Underwear?

Despite her son's skeptical gaze, Ms. Zhang Ximei had already spoken eloquently.

"Don't you know that your wife is knowing that you are famous and directly surrounded by a group of neighbors, there are at least a dozen people at that time, and they are all telling me about your magnificent deeds. ”

"I was very excited to hear that, but I didn't know anything about these things! ”

"I'll be recognized when I go out so carefully now, you kid knows that you are famous, didn't say hello to my mother, let me be completely prepared, how much trouble did it cause me?"

"Mom respects you and Dad!" clearly looks beautiful, and pretends to pull out the words that are troubled, hey, there is no way who will let this be his mother.

Women love vanity, hey show off their son and old man, not to mention that now his son is still a little famous?

Liu Zhiyuan took out the bank card very well, and suddenly Ms. Zhang Ximei smiled.

"Oh, I really didn't hurt you kid in vain, hey, look at my memory, don't we eat leek dumplings at night? I forgot to buy leeks, I'll go out again." ”

After sorting out her equipment, with the card, the jubilant old lady went out directly. "Dad, aren't these leeks?" A bundle of leeks was placed on the table, Liu Zhiyuan was a little confused and doubted his eyes, could he not enter the door for a few days, he could directly treat the wheat seedlings as leeks?

"It's leeks. Father Liu covered his face with a worried face, "You don't have to doubt it, your mother is really showing off again, and we got a ...... to eat some boiled noodles in white water at night."

Hey, how many times has my father encountered such an incident recently, and he has been able to achieve this level of indifferent acceptance, of course, Liu Zhiyuan still didn't eat boiled noodles with his father, but gave his father another card.

If you want to say that you want to separate your father and mother, he is an old man, can he not know the hardships of being a man?

That's right, it's his father's private money.

The old man who received the card happily went out to find someone to drink......

So the 'star' Liu Zhiyuan entered the door with both hands, and was finally ruthlessly left at home to face the cold stove and cold pot.

Forget it, this can be regarded as coming back, Liu Zhiyuan glanced at the note and retreated, leaving the community with a beaming face, it is really a happy thing for his family to be proud of himself.

Back at the shared place, Liu Zhiyuan inhaled and already smelled the familiar aroma of instant noodles, and immediately threw it away and rushed directly to Wang Mengya.

Looking at the person who was eating a large piece of beef bucket noodles, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Hey, senior sister, let's make a guy?"

"Do you want to grab a bucket of instant noodles with me?" Wang Mengya raised her eyes and glanced at Liu Zhiyuan.

Liu Zhiyuan smiled, and sat down beside Wang Mengya with a pouting of his conscious buttocks.

Where does he want a gun, the picture is only a reference to instant noodles, it is clearly a freshly cut off head under the senior sister's hand that has been dyed by the senior sister, that kind of is more flavorful, isn't it?

Liu Zhiyuan thought so, and before he could eat it, he had already begun to suck in a burst of saliva.

"I'm really afraid of you, give you two bites, don't give me saliva to flow in, you know?" Wang Mengya had an expression of defeat to Liu Zhiyuan on her face, and directly handed the fork to someone.

Liu Zhiyuan was suddenly a little flattered, hey, how could it be so easy this time?

Senior sister is a person with a seven-trick exquisite heart, under normal circumstances, if Liu Zhiyuan snatches food from under her mouth, she knows that Liu Zhiyuan wants to take advantage, so it is indispensable to squeeze people, or pinch his face or something.

Suddenly so considerate today, after Liu Zhiyuan got the fork, he looked at the lipstick marks on the fork, and he rolled his saliva twice excitedly, and cautiously glanced in the direction of Wang Mengya.

Wang Mengya stretched her cheeks with one hand, squinted at Liu Zhiyuan and smiled: "How can you be flattered, or do you repent? If you don't want to take advantage of your senior sister, I'll take it back." ”

As she spoke, Wang Mengya grabbed the instant noodle bucket under Liu Zhiyuan's hand.

Hey, how can there be such a person, give it to him, and actually bring it back directly, when Liu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, snoring and snoring directly on the fork with the residual aroma and rolled the noodles to eat.

Call...... It's really delicious in the world.

Liu Zhiyuan's expression of enjoyment when he ate this instant noodles couldn't help but make Wang Mengya laugh, "Senior brother, you are really getting more and more interesting, is this instant noodles made by the Michelin chef himself? ”

Liu Zhiyuan licked the soup at the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You are wrong about this, senior sister." ”

"Oh?" Wang Mengya raised her eyebrows.

Liu Zhiyuan said seriously: "Compared with the Michelin chef, your skills are far worse than that of the senior sister!"

"Poof!" Wang Mengya knew that Liu Zhiyuan was not so serious, and sure enough, he laughed out loud when he heard this sentence directly.

Beauty is beauty, and no matter what kind of expression you make, it is pleasing to the eye.

"Although what you said is very good, let the senior sister think that I didn't raise your little white face in vain, but I have already stored two cylinders of clothes, remember to wash my clothes after eating. Wang Mengya smiled, and said this with a face that could not be refused.

The person who thought that the instant noodles were fragrant just now was directly dumbfounded at this moment, and a pair of eyes stared directly at the maximum, "Isn't it, senior sister, I'll just take two bites!"

Rub, two mouthfuls of instant noodles for two cylinders of clothes, this price is a bit too big, right?

"I still have a few pairs of shoes. Wang Mengya said this to Liu Zhiyuan again with a smile on her face.

The depressed person shut up directly, and stood up honestly, "I'll go wash clothes." ”

"That's not bad, remember to wash the light-colored underwear and dark underwear separately for me, you know?" Liu Zhiyuan wanted to fall to the ground when he heard the reminder, didn't he?

Because of this sentence, the reluctant person instantly rushed to the laundry as if he had filled up with oil.

Then he carried a white suspender belt and a black suspender belt and fell into deep thought, can this also be considered underwear?