Chapter 1807: Mournful Honeymoon (2)
Xiaobao grabbed the king crab with his claws and tried to break the hard crab claws.
Today's Luo Qingxue is wearing a short suspender skirt with a blue base, white flowers, and a fluffy style, with the skirt falling above the knees. The part of the strap is decorated with lace, which looks laid-back and comfortable.
In particular, Leng Yunting sat opposite, and from his angle, it was easy to see that the hem of her skirt was inward, the depths of her long white legs, and the seductive scenery。。。。。 Is he really married? How do you feel that it is better to be relaxed and happy when you are at home?
It's all this annoying little thing! Leng Yunting was angry and glared at Xiaobao.
The little guy wrestled with the crab claws of the king crab for a long time and declared defeat. Luo Qingxue glanced at her husband, Leng Yunting sighed, so she had to take the crab claws, and then took special scissors, and gave her Xiaobao to shave the crab meat in the crab claws.
Although Xiaobao is dissatisfied with Leng Yunting, he likes to eat. The meat in the crab claws is quite fat, about the size of an adult's thumb. Leng Yunting also smiled narrowly: "What, I'm happy to eat, I can't even say thank you?"
The little guy stuffed the crab meat into his mouth, his cheeks bulged like a little hamster, and he glared: "Isn't it just eating your crab meat?
"You little bastard—— Leng Yunting has been accumulating a lot of anger in his heart in the past few days, and he happened to meet Xiaobao quarreling with him, and suddenly the anger in his head came out, and he wanted to beat someone.
"Yunting! Xiaobao!" Luo Qingxue hurriedly shouted in a low voice, "No more verbose, just the two of you will sleep together tonight!"
"Don't!" one large and one small immediately objected and begged for mercy. Immediately, he glanced at the other party again and snorted at the same time.
Really, I lost to you! Luo Qingxue held her forehead, looking helpless.
However, perhaps it was because it was so exaggerated to let them sleep together that the two of them had a quiet day.
Leng Yunting rented three large sun umbrellas, Xiaobao was albinistic and couldn't play under the sun for too long, so they moved the sun umbrellas to the beach, set up a table, put cool juice and various fruits, and watched the little guy play with the sand on the side.
The blue sky, the blue sea, and the silvery white sand, and a few seagulls flew in the distance. Such a private beach, with no one else but their family, felt very comfortable.
Leng Yunting took a sip of juice and saw that on the recliner next to him, Luo Qingxue was covered with a blanket and wearing a swimsuit.
Maybe it's because she has been with Xiaobao for the past few years, and she hasn't been so exposed to the sun, she looks white now, and it's that kind of thorough white.
Twenty-seven-year-old Luo Qingxue has faded away. If in the past, she was a slowly □□ fragrant flower, but now, she is a crystal clear peach. Time is on her body, and only the taste of leisurely precipitation is precipitated.
A woman's beauty depends on her appearance for five points, her dress for three points, and her temperament for the remaining two points.
It can be said that five years ago, if Luo Qingxue talked about her appearance, others would give her a score of ninety, but now, she is definitely close to a full score.
He hasn't eaten meat for three days, and now he's so anxious that he's about to burn, and he can set him on fire with a fork, and he really misses her!
The wolf claw slowly touched his wife, touching his wife's slender jade hand on the table, Leng Yunting's heart beat a few beats faster than usual!