Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

Long Yutian stripped a base shrimp and handed the flesh to Feng Mengmeng's mouth. The skillful movement was like taking it for granted. Feng Mengmeng did not accept his ‘serving’ at all.

It wasn't until she heard the dragon mother's phrase "Holding her grandson--" that she was caught in the throat by a shrimp, and she coughed.

Then, the whole person's post-information reacted, and he was sold like this?

"Wait a minute - next month on the fifteenth? Married? Are you talking about me and the big boss?" Feng Mengmeng said, it was a very stupid word, because until now she was not psychologically prepared to accept from ' Tea workers have become the identity of the boss.

"You think we have been discussing here for a long time, who is it?"

Looking at the plate in front of her, piled up a stack of shrimp shells and desserts, Long Yutian was helpless.

I dare to eat this gimmick, and I have been responsible for eating it. What have I said to them, I have always adopted the attitude of "I don’t care about the window, I only eat the Chinese food."

Feng Meng was biting the fork and watching the big guy look at himself with a 'look at the pig'. She twisted her eyebrows and muttered like a mosquito: "But - you haven't asked me any advice. ——"

Then, when her voice fell -

From three directions, five mouths, three words out of the same voice.

"No need -"

Then, the opinion of the female pig's foot as a party was ignored by Chi Lulu.

The skull is pulled, and a face is buried in the shell of the shrimp, and it is defeated without a fight.

哎╮(╯▽╰)╭~The opera is ultimately a drama. In reality, Yang Baila finally sold the white-haired girl under the exploitation of Huang Shiren, the big capital landlord~ or a lifelong system!

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After lunch, the dragon mother wanted to go shopping with Feng Dao Feng Ma, but Feng Jia Er Lao did a night of the car, and it was a bit tired to travel long distances. Therefore, Long Yutian told Xiao Wang to drive. Returning Feng Dao Feng Ma back to the apartment on the Bund.

And he drove another car, with Feng Mengmeng and his parents, back to the old house.

The date of the wedding was initially set on the fifteenth of the next month. After all the dust settled, the mother’s mood was extraordinarily cheerful. She listened to her all the way, sometimes saying it in a word, even changing her tone, it was definitely a waste. time.

Until the villa, the dragon mother still said that it was still unsatisfactory: "Meng Meng, take a good rest tonight, tomorrow I will meet a famous French designer to design a wedding dress for you -"

Feng Mengmeng listened to this, and remembered that when she was in the hotel, she had so many wedding planning materials in her hands, she had a layer of doubts.

"Auntie, how do you even make an appointment with the designer? And those wedding plans, have you started preparing for it?"

The dragon mother was seen through Feng Meng, and she was guilty at all. Instead, she took a proud shot and said: "Of course, since I first saw you, I know that you can't escape my son's Wuzhishan sooner or later~ I will say, one. It’s a sheep, a tiger, just a sheep into the tiger’s mouth, a natural pair, how? I’m not wrong?”

"So, I was already preparing for your wedding at that time--but I didn't think that Yutian's movements were so slow, it took two months to eat your little sheep~"