Chapter 500 500 Women, Don't Make Me Angry

Bai Tong hesitated, and then his face turned red: Yes! But I don't know any of those men in black except him! They stay at home viciously, and I'm afraid!

Meng Peiyuan: There's nothing to be afraid of, you will get used to it after watching it for a long time.

Hearing this, Bai Tongxi's hand holding the mobile phone bulged with green tendons: Where are you now? Come back! Let's talk in person.

I'm watching a show in the casino, so I don't think I'll go back too early, so if you're sleepy, go to bed first.

Meng Peiyuan's lazy tone made Bai Tong regret only hating that he had no superpowers, and he couldn't reach through the microphone to choke his neck and kill him!

She rolled her eyes, and pretended to be lightly picky: Mr. Meng, didn't you say that I love this today and that tomorrow, it just so happens that all men in this house are men except me, and I can hook up with whoever I want!

Meng Peiyuan's voice cooled suddenly: Woman, don't make me angry.

If you don't want to be cuckolded, let them evacuate as soon as possible!

I thought that Meng Peiyuan would make concessions in order to save his face, but unexpectedly, he smiled sullenly: I won't tell you, they are all people with physical defects in the lower body, so Mrs. Meng, it's a pity that they can't satisfy you.

Bai Tongxi was surprised: Are you a pervert?

Meng Peiyuan whispered: I reward these people for a bite to eat, how can they be considered perverted, they can't thank me too late.

After speaking, he hung up the call and let Bai Tongxi be at a loss at home.

Angry enough to hammer Meng Peiyuan's pillow a few times, Bai Tongxi's stomach sang the empty city plan in the next second, she decided not to wronged herself anymore, left the room with a black face, and said to Fan Xiu, who was guarding the door: I'm hungry! Is there anything to eat?

Fan Xiu glanced down at her: No, Mr. said that his wife's craftsmanship is very good and she can be completely self-sufficient.

Depend on! The prison inmates are all brought food!

Staring at the handsome young man in front of her, Bai Tongxi couldn't help but flash Meng Peiyuan's sentence in her mind that they were all people with physical defects in the lower body, and she thought to herself that what kind of anger she was with a disabled person, how inconsistent with the core values of socialism!

Rolling up the sleeves on both sides, Bai Tongxi was ready to show off his skills.

Seeing this, Fan Xiu lifted his footsteps, followed her downstairs and followed her to the kitchen, and carried out Meng Peiyuan's order thoroughly.

Bai Tongxi told herself that she didn't have this person, but after turning around to look for salt, but she almost bumped into Fan Xiu, her eyes overflowed with a little displeasure: Can you stand farther away?

Fan Xiu did not retreat: Mr. said that he wanted me to protect my wife every step of the way.

Bai Tongxi tried to reason with him: Fan Xiu, this is the kitchen, one of the places I am most familiar with, and I don't need your protection.

There was a safety hazard in the kitchen, and as soon as I walked away, there would be an explosion immediately

Shut your crow's mouth! Bai Tong stared at his beautiful eyes, thinking to himself what kind of master cultivates what kind of deputy, this Fan Xiu is a virtue with Meng Peiyuan.

Fan Xiu's elegant chin stood silently in place.

Bai Tong turned his head away with hatred, and by the way, he sprinkled the edible salt in his hand in the soup, but the one in his hand was not light, and half a bottle of salt was gone

Fan Xiu behind him spoke out at the right time: This soup looks salty.

I know! Bai Tong was not angry, and raised his hand to fill a bowl of water and pour it into the pot where the soup was boiling, so as to dilute some of the salt.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Tongxi pinched the lid and lifted the lid, and a pot of delicious fish soup suddenly jumped into view.

Seeing that the soup was stewed milky white, Bai Tong smiled with satisfaction, sure enough, the best way to comfort foodies is still inseparable from the word eating.

I was about to pinch the two ears of the casserole with a napkin to bring the fish soup to the table, but I heard Fan Xiu say: Mrs., only one serving is not enough.

That's enough. Bai Tong regrets to cut the railway.

She decided to get rid of the fish first, and then put a little rice noodles in it to cook, the rice noodles absorbed the fish juice, and it must be very delicious.

Fan Xiu stared at her eyes and said seriously: It's really not enough, so many brothers under my command haven't eaten dinner yet.

Bai Tong cherished it.

After a pause, Fan Xiu pointed to himself: Including me.

In the face of his brazenness, Bai Tong was so angry that his hand trembling with soup: Meng Peiyuan sent you to torture me, right?

Madam, we are responsible for taking care of you, you are responsible for filling our stomachs, equal exchange, very fair. Fan Xiu said.

Then you can go!

Madam, please don't say such unattainable words, we will be very troubled. Fan Xiu looked completely threatened.

Bai Tong was so angry that he turned around in place: Fan Xiu, don't think that you have a physical defect, I will tolerate you indefinitely!

Fan Xiu frowned: Physiological defects?

Bai Tong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt that telling the truth was too hurtful, and finally put the fish soup on the table angrily, and turned around and dropped a sentence: I'm going to cook!

Thank you, ma'am. Fan Xiu said lukewarmly behind her.

At the same time, Royal Casino.

In the palatial box, in the atmosphere of drunken gold fans, the lights reflect two equally handsome faces.

They sat on either side of the sofa, and one of the faces was Meng Peiyuan's.

I saw him rubbing the surface of the mobile phone, as if he was still reminiscing about the crazy but helpless appearance of the kitten at home

Zhou Yibei noticed his mobile phone early in the morning, and he couldn't help but joke: I said Meng Ershao, you are also a tyrant in Beicheng, why do you use such a dirty mobile phone?

Meng Peiyuan came back to his senses slightly: Soil? How I don't think.

Soil to the slag. Zhou Yibei pondered, this broken phone fell on the road, and no one might pick it up.

Meng Peiyuan wiped the phone screen with his fingertips and smiled: Heh, I'm willing.

Noticing Meng Peiyuan's movements on the surface of the mobile phone from time to time, Zhou Yibei showed a meaningful expression: This can't be a birthday gift from your wife, right?

The four words of birthday gift smashed into Meng Peiyuan's ears, which instantly aroused some bad memories in him, if he hadn't drunk wine in the bar at that time, how could he not have eaten the cake that Bai Tongxi made for him.

Thinking of the missed birthday cake, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Meng Peiyuan's eyes.

Knock Knock Knock –

Just then, there were several knocks at the door.

In. Zhou Yibei said.

The door opened, and I saw the lobby manager with more than a dozen women with no makeup, face signs, and graceful figures.

In the waiting eyes of the two major shareholders, the lobby manager introduced to them the row of bright colors in the world behind them: these fresh blood have been carefully excavated and cultivated by our entertainment city for three years, please ask the two bosses to see how it is done.