"Hey, is the person in this painting your lady?" Beitang Shuo looked curiously at this thing made of unknown material with his big eyes. There were words on it, and there was also a picture of a strange dress. That face,
Isn't it normal for his dear wife?
"No, you're dazzled!" Wen Xining snatched the police card with a swipe, stuffed it randomly into the package, and then quickly wrapped up everything inside.
"Madam, you are dishonest." Beitang Shuo came closer to Wen Xining, who looked guilty, and glanced back and forth at her face and the package in her hand, with a narrow smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You are the one who is dishonest, aren't you? Didn't I tell you not to come in within a stick of incense?" Wen Xining had something in her heart. She felt uncomfortable when he saw her. She turned around and said, but she didn't notice Beitang.
Shuo was standing behind her, and when she turned around, she just ran into his arms.
Beitang Shuo was no longer stupid at this time. He saw the right opportunity and hugged her. He said with a playful smile: "Hey, you are so stupid. The time for one stick of incense has passed." As he said this, he still rubbed her head.
After a few puffs, um, my lady smells so good.
Wen Xining was dumbfounded for a moment, and then realized that she was actually being held in his arms. She struggled a bit, but surprisingly did not break free. When did this fool become so strong?
"Let go!" Unable to break away, Wen Xining could only yell.
"Don't let me go!" Beitang Shuo looked like he was cheating, but he hugged her tighter and tighter, "Li Feng said that the lady is here to be hugged, but madam, you haven't even let Shuoer hug her properly."
Besides, she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms this time, so how could he not seize the opportunity?
"You won't let go, right? Okay..." Wen Xining gritted her teeth, her dark eyes turned cold. Before Bei Tangshuo could react, her head jerked upwards, hitting his chin, and then
The moment he relaxed his hands due to the pain, he quickly grabbed his shoulders with both hands, squatted down, and pushed his head towards his chest. He exerted force with both hands, and the tall Beitang
Shuo flew out from above her head.
The expected "pop" sound did not come. Wen Xining turned around in confusion, but saw Beitang Shuo, who should have at least thrown his mouth and chewed the mud, standing steadily not far away, and clapping his hands,
While excitedly saying, "It's so fun, so fun, madam, Shuo'er also wants to play wrestling."
"..." Wen Xining was so angry that he wished he could kill him with a shot from "Nighthawk".
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