Chapter 170: A Son's Job

"Virtue, no one is right." Liu Mengyin said angrily.

"Eat it, it'll be cold in a while."

Liu Mengyin took a bite of noodles and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the powerful Zhang Daying actually made good noodles, which really embarrassed the little woman, it seems that I should also work hard to learn to cook some home-cooked meals in the future, even if I can't go to the hall and the kitchen, at least I can feed my husband or I should do it." ”

"I don't have any special dietary requirements, as long as I have grapes to eat and milk to drink." Zhang Zheng said while glancing at Meng Yin's still bare breasts.

"You're such a scoundrel, you can say that." "This big steamed bun originally belonged to Lao Tzu, what hooligan is not a hooligan."

"Little villain, haven't you seen enough?" Meng Yin saw Zhang Daguan's confused eyes and said coquettishly.

"Wrong, it's not that you can't see enough, it's that you can't eat enough." Zhang Zheng said evilly.

"This is your son's job, not for you." Meng Yin smiled.

"I'll use it for my son first, and then I'll give it back to him, such a good job is usually so idle, what a waste." Zhang Zheng said.

"It's skinless and faceless, it's like being a father, and you have to pay for the milk powder." Meng Yin Dao.

"Thinking so long-term, she deserves to be a good wife, rest assured, there is still money for milk powder. By the way, the gold mines in Niger are registered in your name, I will let people manage them, you set up an account, just collect money, if you have the time and opportunity, you can go there to inspect and experience what it is like to be a boss. Zhang Zheng said.

"You can look at it, I don't want to give up my job at CCTV yet, after all, this is my favorite profession." Meng Yin Dao.

"Okay, I respect your opinion, I'll take care of it for you." Zhang Zheng said generously.

"Hurry up and take a shower, it's not early, I'll rest here after washing, and I'll rush back to the hotel early tomorrow morning, I won't delay things." Zhang Zheng said.

"Forget it, I'll drive back in a while, it shouldn't be much of a problem, it's only 12 o'clock, it's not too late." She didn't want her colleagues to know that she hadn't returned all night, so it was better to be cautious about this kind of thing.

"Okay, I'll send you." Zhang Zheng was concerned.

"How do you send it?" Meng Yin asked.

"I'll send you off, open a room in the hotel to rest, and I'll take a taxi back tomorrow morning." Zhang Zheng said.

"Forget it, don't do it too much, I'll just go back myself."

When Meng Yin got up from the sofa, she felt some pain underneath, and glared fiercely at Zhang Zheng who was standing on the side: "I blame you, if it doesn't get better tomorrow, let them see it, but it will be troublesome." ”

"Don't worry, this place is recovering quickly, wash it, have a good night's rest, it's almost fine, although it feels a little bit tomorrow, but it won't be a big deal." As a doctor, Zhang Zheng naturally knows this kind of thing well.

"Find a pair of scissors, I'll use them." Liu Mengyin said, and glanced at Zhang Daguanren*, the still majestic and high-spirited big head Xiao Zhang Zheng.

"What are you going to do? It's a priceless thing that can bring you happiness, and you can't just click it. Zhang Zheng said as he protected his baby with his hands and hid backwards.

"Coward! Such a superb artifact, can I give it a ruthless click? This thing can be big or small, it can expand and contract, it's amazing. ”

"Lonely, huh? The ancients described this thing as follows: one stick stretched forward, and the second hammer leaned back. Weak when he was young, he became strong when he was young. If you want to be big, you will be big, and if you want to be long, you will be long. Out of the hole shrink the head, into the hole masculine. He has always hated his shortness, and since ancient times, he likes it. It makes the virgin frightened, makes the young woman angry, makes the young man proud, and makes the dying old man take care of himself. Sister Liu, look at how talented the ancients were. ”

"It's talented enough, and it's too expressive, but how do I look a little like someone's style?" Liu Mengyin looked at Zhang Zheng and said.

"Don't look at me, I don't have the ability to write such wonderful words, I'm one of the authors at best."

"I knew it was from you, and only a hooligan like you had the ability to write such a rogue text."

"Thanks for the compliment, I also wrote a "BB Fu", which is more exciting than this text, do you want to listen to it?"

"Get out! This girl is a party member and a state cadre, and has always opposed and resisted such vulgar literary works. ”

Liu Mengyin is worthy of being a big reporter of Huaxia Television Station, and she has never forgotten the sacred duty of television workers as producers and disseminators of advanced culture.

"I humbly accept my wife's criticism and education, and no longer write such vulgar literary works, and I must take on the responsibility of society. However, although you are a producer and disseminator of advanced culture, you can't produce and spread it naked like this, which will tempt me to make mistakes? ”

"Nonsense! I'll get dressed now. Did you get the scissors? Meng Yin asked.

"Brought it."

As he spoke, Zhang Zheng handed the meeting to Liu Da Beauty.

After Liu Mengyin got the scissors, she got up and picked up the sofa towel under her, cut off the part dyed red in the middle, carefully folded it, and put it in her bag. This is my first time, and it is also a permanent commemoration of my transformation from a girl to a woman, and I must treasure it.

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