Bride-price 300 million dollars: BOSS bewitch wife without limit

Feng mengke's father left. Before leaving, he stared at Dong Leke and looked at him vigorously, shaking his head.

After he left, Feng mengke picked up the phone and stood by the road and asked, "Lao Feng, what do you mean?"

"What, what do you mean?"

"Don't think I didn't see it! You stared at Dong le for a long time, smacking your mouth and shaking your head. Why?"

On the phone, Mr. Feng was silent for a moment, then sighed, "too thin!"

It happened that a car roared past Feng mengke, so this sentence was three words. It was too short for her to hear clearly.

"Lao Feng, what are you talking about? I didn't hear you!"

Mr. Feng sighed again, "I said, he is too thin to stand your toss."

Then he hung up the phone.

Feng mengke held the phone in a daze, and only returned to his mind for a long time. His face turned red to the root of his ears.

Turn around to see Dong Le holding Liu Jiaqi at the door of the store. She is really thin, especially her small waist. She can't stand her tossing.

Old Feng is still experienced. I'll write him a merit this time.

With his eyes turned, Feng mengke came to the store, "sister, kiss sister!"

Dong Jiajia was spraying water on the flowers. She couldn't move her arm. She had no choice but to turn her head, "tell me, what's the matter?"

Feng mengke secretly looked at Dong le and whispered, "elder sister, Dong Le is too thin. You see, he feels a little hard holding Jiaqi."

Dong Jiajia looks back at his brother. Is he thin? This is a lot fatter than the previous two years.

However, according to his 183 height, his weight is a little thin. However, young boys are ugly if they eat a big belly.

"Elder sister, are you too thin?" Feng mengke shook Dong Jiajia, smiled with a dogleg, and the little abacus in her heart snapped. The elder sister must want her brother to eat more and eat chubby, which is the same as what parents expect of their children. How good chubby is, which proves that she has no loss to herself.

"No, I think it's OK. It's not too thin."

"..." why not follow the script? Well, on purpose!

"Feng mengke, come here!" Dong Le shouted at this time. Feng mengke ignored the debate with Dong Jiajia about fat or thin, and ran over, "what's the matter, Dong Le, what's the matter?"

Dong Le glanced at her with a faint voice, "I have something in my bag for you. Go get it yourself."

The child is three years younger than himself, but he always has an old attitude.

However, Feng mengke is used to it. The child is pretending. She is as cold as a abstinence prince in front of her, but it is like a marshmallow in front of others. People can't help but want to bite.

In fact, she doesn't understand why. For so many years, their relationship mode has been so strange.

"What is it?" Feng mengke asked.

"Go and have a look by yourself." Dong Le obviously didn't want to talk to her. He turned into the florist with Liu Jiaqi in his arms.

Why? Why? Why?

Feng mengke clenched his fist and waved it in the air. Can't he be gentle with her? Can't you be so gentle?

Who!

Feng mengke angrily entered the store. From behind the cashier, she picked up Dong Le's bag, opened it and turned it over. In fact, there was not much in his bag, but she just wanted to turn it over to see if there were any love letters written to him by a girl.

Finally, the love letter didn't turn out, but turned out a delicate diary. The picture on the cover looked familiar. When she opened it again, she covered her mouth and filled her eyes with tears.

This diary was made by Dong Le himself. The familiar pictures were all the way she drew him in her heart with her clumsy painting skills.

In three years of high school, she didn't learn well, but she taught herself comics and entered the door. Although she can't compare with professional people, she has been very good.

But after graduating from high school, the book disappeared, and she was sad for a long time.

Originally, it was taken away by this guy!

The bottom of the title page reads: Feng mengke, happy birthday!

Happy birthday, Feng mengke!

Yes, she will be twenty fourth birthday soon. She likes this gift very much.

Excitedly hold the diary in her arms. Feng mengke is very happy. If she can, she will hold it in her arms all her life.

At this time, Dong Le said, "it's a set. There are three books, large, small and medium."

Feng mengke was stunned and continued to turn over his backpack, but he didn't!

"What about the other two? This should be medium, small and large?"

"I'll keep it for myself!" Dong Le replied with a calm face.

"..." on purpose, this child! But that's all, she's already satisfied!

"Dong Le, thank you. I like this gift very much!"

Looking at the interaction between the two young people, Dong Jiajia smiled. It's good. When we are young, we can fall in love without considering the reality. We can only follow our hearts. You like me and I like you. Let's fall in love. It's good!

This is something that people of her age dare not do and can't do anymore.

Young people have the capital to squander. When they are old, they really don't even have the courage to take that step.

Whether it's her or Liu Cheng, once people have crossed the threshold of 30, they will enter a new stage of life. No matter what they do, they will consider a lot, have scruples and weigh the pros and cons.

Sometimes I hate myself like this, but if not, can I really avoid those trivial but troublesome things?

Obviously, this is impossible unless you live in a vacuum without desire.

This day passed in such a thrilling and exciting way. The man who said he would try to come back today called at seven o'clock in the evening and said he couldn't come back. It is estimated that he will have to wait two days.

Dong Jiajia didn't say anything, but didn't understand. Is work really more important than children?

On the third day of Liu Jiaqi's stay with Dong Jiajia, Jing Yi did not appear, and Liu Cheng was on a business trip.

On the fourth day, during Liu Cheng's business trip, Jing Yi called and said he couldn't come. He apologized on the phone, but Dong Jiajia clearly heard her pride.

Brother and sister unite to bully her. Don't think she doesn't know.

However, these days of contact, she is used to sleeping at night with a fleshy little guy in her arms.

On the seventh day, it was a Thursday. Liu Cheng came back from a business trip. He drove over and bought a lot of things. He moved big and small bags to Dong Jiajia's house. He moved three times before he finished.

"Liu Cheng, have you moved all the supermarkets?" Dong Lefan looked at a pile of things piled on the floor of the living room, with red flowers and green willows.

Dong Jiajia is cooking in the kitchen. Liu Jiaqi has just taken a bath in Dong Jiajia's bedroom and is tossing in bed. She can't come out when she hears her father's voice.

Liu Cheng looked up and said, "where's your sister?"

"Kitchen."

Liu Cheng "Oh", put down the car key and walked into the kitchen.

The narrow kitchen became more and more crowded because of his participation.

Hearing the movement behind him, Dong Jiajia turned around and just glanced at him. He continued to be busy. However, he was busy for less than two minutes, but he suddenly gave a meal. The Buddha didn't see the visitor clearly just now, and then he reacted.

She turned her head and her face immediately changed, "Liu Cheng, you still know to pick up your daughter!"

Liu Cheng "hey hey" smiled, pulled the kitchen door up, then approached her and unexpectedly put his hand around her waist.

Although he is 34 years old, Dong Jiajia is not fat and his waist is still so thin.

Dong Jiajia's whole body stiffened and resisted excitedly the next second, but because the child and Dong Le were outside, she didn't dare to make a loud voice, "Liu Cheng, what are you doing! Loosen your hand, do you hear?"

The man had a thick skin. Instead of letting go, he buried his face in her neck, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. God knows the smell. How long did he think, dream and wake up to think that he finally smelled it today. It turned out that it was so good that it was not quite the same as imagined. It probably mixed the smell of fireworks, but it made people feel more at ease and secure.

The woman knew from the moment he recognized that no matter how many turns she took, she would come to him one day.

Some time ago, he has been waiting, but he has thought a lot these days. He doesn't want to wait. He has been waiting for so many years. Jiaqi is more than two years old. When will he wait? Wait until Jiaqi is four? Five? Or eighteen?

Don't even think about it. Right now, if it's soft, come on!

"I miss you, do you miss me?" a low voice came from his neck. Dong Jiajia suddenly stopped struggling and resisting with a spatula in his hand.

I miss you, do you miss me?

Have you thought about it? Yes, I do.

Eh? what does it taste like?

Dong Le's nose was sharp. He suddenly smelled a burning smell. He sniffed. He immediately strode to the kitchen, but didn't go in. He just patted the door with his hand. "I said, two, can you choose a place and time to make out again? Do you want to eat? I'm already hungry!"

Dong Jiajia was stunned and turned around immediately. Terrible! The braised fish in the pot is burnt! She immediately turned down the fire and picked up the bowl to pick up the water, but the people behind her were too much in the way, "Liu Cheng, you let go, I have to cook!"

"If it's not loose, I won't affect your cooking." then he raised his head, glanced at the burnt fish in the pot and frowned. It's estimated that it doesn't taste good when it's not burnt. Don't eat this paste. Anyway, he can't eat it.

Dong Jiajia took a deep breath, no longer wasted his tongue, struggled to pick up a small half of the bowl of water, then poured it into the pot and turned the fish over. Fortunately, it was still edible.

But Liu Cheng disliked it. He couldn't look straight at it. He loosened his hand, stroked up the sleeve of his shirt, washed his hands and asked, "how many dishes haven't been fried?"

"No, it's all fried."

After a meal, Liu Cheng turned to look at a dish on the stove. "Just two dishes?"

"Two are not enough?" Dong Jiajia asked?

Four people eat two dishes and ask him if he is enough. How stingy is this woman? Speaking of, is this his first time to come to dinner? Or the second time? I don't remember. Anyway, he regarded it as the first time.

"All right, you go out and leave the rest to me." Liu Cheng washed his hands, swept around the kitchen and looked at the food. It's cucumber scrambled eggs. At least it's green vegetables, isn't it? How about this order?

Dong Jiajia was stunned and stunned, then looked at him with an expression of looking at the monster, "you, can you cook?"

Liu Cheng turned her eyes. "You were still suckling in your mother's arms when your brother was cooking."

"You..." Dong Jiajia's face turned red, stared at him, put down the spatula, and the man turned and left.

Just walked two steps to the door, but his arm was pulled and his body tilted back. "Baji" was kissed on his face, "it's hard to take care of Jiaqi during this time."

After kissing, help her up and get busy.

Dong Jiajia seemed to be petrified. He clubbed there, his face getting redder and hotter.

Liu Cheng took the braised fish out of the pot and washed the pot. As soon as he turned around, he found someone still standing behind him. He walked forward with a smile and stole incense on the other side of her face. He was cheap and good, "what's the matter? He's not willing to go out? He wants to accompany me here? Don't really. Your kitchen is too small. They stand too crowded, which affects my play."

Ah... Who is it!

Dong Jiajia covered her face and almost ran away.

When I came to the bedroom, I closed the door and locked it. My heart beat fast.

On the big bed, Liu Jiaqi blinked and got up, "Mom, mom hug!"

Dong Jiajia was stunned. Just now she remembered that the little guy was still in the room. Now she was ashamed.

In the kitchen, a man who has succeeded in stealing incense twice is humming and whistling. He should be as proud as he is.

At the kitchen door, Dong Le leaned there and touched his chin. "I said, uncle, look at your promise. I just kissed you. Is it so exciting?"

Without looking back, Liu Chengtou gestured a scissor hand over his head, "two times, OK?"

Dong Le, "..."

Well, he admitted that he was too young.

"Fish flavored eggplant, fried rice cake, does your sister eat?" Liu Cheng asked.

Dong Lezhi got up and looked at Liu Cheng with a smile, "they are all my favorites."

A piece of fried rice cake flew over and just pasted on Dong Le's forehead.

"Liu Cheng, your uncle's!"

"If you want to eat, just disappear!"

He Dong Le won't bow down for two dishes! It's just two dishes. What can I do!

However, the uncle's fried food is not that he dislikes his sister, but that the man is not a man. The food is really delicious!

Dong Le turned around and trotted away. At the thought of delicious food tonight, he couldn't help humming a little song. He called Feng mengke, "Feng mengke, come to my brother's house for dinner and invite you to eat fried rice cakes! Of course, my brother cooked them himself. It's doubtful! Don't eat them!"

As soon as the phone hung up, there was a knock at the door.

So fast? This woman came by rocket?

Dong Le jumped up from the sofa and happily opened the door. When the door opened, he turned black. "What are you doing here? You are not welcome in my family!"

"I'm not looking for you. Liu Cheng is here, isn't he? Call him out."