Chapter 792: We are the same people (2)
"What does it matter? You have been my woman for a long time. What other choice do you have now besides marrying me?" Ling Mufeng smiled lightly.
"Who said that? We haven't received the certificate yet, don't tell me, it seems like I have already decided!"
"If you are willing, you can move here tonight and we will live together."
Ling Mufeng suddenly smiled and imitated her words, and then said: "Then, I will move here tonight."[
"How dare you!" Ye Zhiqiu's eyebrows stood up.
"What am I afraid of? Don't forget, I still have the key to your house!" Ling Mufeng smiled triumphantly.
Ye Zhiqiu's face darkened, and he turned around to look at Ling Mufeng, who was smiling brightly.
Lift your foot and stomp hard on his instep!
"ah--"
There was a scream, and people in the vegetable market looked over.
What he saw was an unusually handsome young man holding his feet with a constipated look on his face.
In front of him, a young woman walked away quickly with a dark face.
Domestic violence, this is it!
After buying the groceries and returning home, Ye Zhiqiu was not a child after all, so he would not continue to have trouble with him.
Ling Mufeng also had a tacit understanding and didn't stop talking. Fortunately, it was winter.
If it's summer, he wears sandals that expose his insteps, and Ye Zhiqiu also wears stiletto and high-heeled sandals.
Stomp like this and spin him a few more times, and your foot will be useless.
We had bought vegetables for several days, and after lunch, we went to the supermarket to buy things for the New Year.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and I haven't bought anything yet.
The number of people in the supermarket has also reached its maximum.
After becoming rich in materials, the shelves are also filled with a wide variety of things.
Many people brought their families with them, shopping in large and small bags, and their shopping carts were full of new year’s goods.
When there were more people, it became a bit chaotic. Occasionally she was hit while carrying something, so Ling Mufeng hugged her.[
From then on, he kept his hand on her waistline until he went out.
Ye Zhiqiu blushed a little, but did not object. He kept paying and handing over the account.
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