Chapter 1450: You are not a little girl, but he still likes it

When the call was hung up, Yue Tingfeng had gone to the kitchen and put the pig's feet he bought on a plate.
He asked Yan Qingsi: "Can you eat something?"
Yan Qingsi sucked her nose: "It's so sweet ..."
Yue Tingfeng picked up a piece and brought it to her mouth: "Come, try it."
Yan Qingsi opened her mouth and took a small bite, then closed her eyes, looking happy: "It's delicious ..."
The pig's feet are soft and tender, and not greasy at all. Yan Qingsi really feels that this is the food she feels the most delicious in recent times.
Yue heard the wind and saw that Yan Qingsi finally had something to eat, and felt a little comfort in her heart.
He was always worried about Yan Qingsi's body. Every time he saw her eating, he was thinking, if only he could help her eat.
Yue Tingfeng reached out and touched Yan Qingsi's back: "I'll buy it for you when I come back from work tomorrow."
Yan Qingsi licked the corners of her mouth: "You said that I eat every day like this, will the child be particularly fat when I have a baby?"
"It's better to be fat. You are too thin now."
"Cut, what you say now sounds good. If I eat really fat, and my fat waist is three feet, you can't hold it. I don't think you will say you like me."
Yue Tingfeng deliberately touched his chin, wondering: "This ..."
Yan Qingsi stopped pointing and pointed at him: "Look at it, I know you guys all like beautiful ones."
Mrs. Yue came out holding the freshly cooked rock candy Sydney. "Yes, every one likes pretty little girls."
Yue Tingfeng said, "Mom, you're not a little girl, and you don't like you the same. Who was it that New Year's Day that night ...?"
Yue Tingfeng found early that Xia Anlan's clothes were out of place, and his mother was very cute.
Mrs. Yue blushed: "I ... although I'm not a little girl, but I'm pretty. Have you ever seen someone my age and still maintain such a good figure like me?"
Yan Qingsi yelled at the wind and said, "Yes, my mother is in good shape. Besides, she is always a little girl in her heart."
Yue Tingfeng spread his hands: "Well, I said something wrong ..."
At home, he has the lowest status, his wife, mother-in-law, unharmed child, and him.
In the evening, Yan Qingsi held the tablet and watched the TV series. It was a TV series about the subject of suspense-solving. There were various corpses and killing shots.
Yue listened to the wind to take a bath, closed the door, he took out his mobile phone, saw a missed call from Yu Chi, and dialed directly.
"Hey……"
Yu Chi said, "That needle has been tested."
Yan Qingsi held the mobile phone in one hand and unbuttoned the other hand: "How? Ordinary needle, or ... have a problem?"
"Of course there is something wrong."
"what is the problem?"
"On that needle, passive hands and feet were poisoned. If you were really stabbed, it would be about ten minutes, and your heart would be paralyzed. Stop beating. Even if sent to the hospital for examination, the symptoms are similar to sudden heart disease."
Yue Tingfeng's hand stopped, and his back was cold.
He felt that his life was really great. Fortunately, he was outside now, and he was on guard, otherwise ... he really didn't return to see his wife.
Yue Tingfeng asked, "What about mother and child?"
"Check it out, ordinary people. Someone gave the woman ten thousand yuan, gave her the needle, and let her son stab you."
"Okay, I know."
Putting down the phone, Yue Tingfeng looked at herself in the mirror, her lips dangled, and the blinking things in her eyes caused the temperature to plummet.