80s: Little Sweet Wife

Yan Mingshun's nose was filled with a faint fragrance and the smell of milk, and his cheeks were slightly hot. It was the first time he had been in such close contact with a girl. Of course, Wu Mei should not be regarded as a girl, he was still drinking. The little girl with milk still made Yan Mingshun feel not too comfortable, and she panicked inexplicably.

Damn it, he wouldn't even blink when Mount Tai collapsed, how could he be so impatient today?

Wu Mei only kissed Qiuqiu a few times and left. Yan Mingshun calmed down. He took a few deep breaths.

Yan Mingshun couldn't figure out his state of mind at this time, he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously handed the ball to Wu Mei, "It's getting late, go home quickly, I'll be waiting for you at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. , let's go to the house and hand over the money."

"Um!"

Wu Mei smiled so much that she could finally have her own house. It's been a lot of happy events recently, it's great!

On the way home, Wu Mei told Zhao Yingnan that she was her daughter. Yan Mingshun heard from Grandma Yang early in the morning and was very happy for Wu Mei. With Zhao Yingnan protecting her, He Biyun had to fight Wu Mei again. A bit of scruples.

However, Yan Mingshun is a little dissatisfied. In this way, Wu Mei and Xiong Mumu are brothers and sisters, so they will be more intimate in the future. Yan Mingshun does not like to see Xiong Mumu and Wu Mei getting too close, and always finds it an eyesore. .

"That eyebrows have to call Xiong Mumu brother." Yan Mingshun smiled.

Wu Mei pouted, "I don't call him brother, such a childish person!"

Yan Mingshun smiled with satisfaction, Xiong Mumu was indeed quite naive, and Wu Mei was right.

"Brother Mingshun, do you think I look like Aunt Zhao? They all say I look like Aunt Zhao, but I don't think so." Wu Mei asked.

Yan Mingshun took a few glances at Wu Mei, and recalled Zhao Yingnan's appearance. His power of observation was much stronger than that of ordinary people. After a little comparison, he found the similarities between Wu Mei and Zhao Yingnan.

"The eyes and nose are quite similar, which means that you have a relationship with Teacher Zhao, Meimei."

Wu Mei smiled happily and said to himself, "It's strange, I don't look like my parents at all, but I look like Aunt Zhao."

Yan Mingshun raised his eyebrows, and then he thought of the fact that he had ignored. Wu Mei and Wu Zhengsi's husband and wife did not have the slightest resemblance. Generally speaking, even if a child does not look like his parents, he can still find some Similar subtleties, such as earlobes, eyebrows, mouth shape, fingers or toes, and even a mole may be inherited from a parent.

mole?

Yan Mingshun looked at the cinnabar mole between Wu's eyebrows~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As far as he knew, most of the beauty moles like this were inherited from parents or elders of the previous generation, and Wu Zhengsi and his wife did not have cinnabar moles.

"Meimei, do any of your relatives have cinnabar moles?" Yan Mingshun asked.

Wu Mei tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head: "It shouldn't be. My dad and my mom don't have any. I'm the only one."

Yan Mingshun's heart skipped a beat. No one on either side had cinnabar moles, but only Wu Mei had grown. Could it be...

He quickly rejected the absurd idea that had just popped up, how could it be possible?

He must be thinking too much!

Wu Mei was only twelve years old, and it was impossible for her relatives to know about it. She must have not remembered everything.

Although Yan Mingshun denied his own thoughts, the seed of doubt had already been planted and was deeply hidden in his heart. Once the timing was concealed, the seed would take root and germinate and surfaced. Eight zero sweet wife