145. Su Xiaobao's mother and son are a vegetarian couple【8】
Tomb in the Dragon: Su Xiaobao and her son are a pair of foodies【8】
Su Mian closed his eyes tightly, but his mind was spinning the scene just now as quickly as a motor: the shiny black hair caressed his plump forehead, making black and white form a strong visual effect that made people unable to move.
Open your eyes; the straight nose looks unruly, and the beautiful eyelashes gently fall on the eyelids, forming a perfect arc, giving people the illusion of gentleness. [] Why is it said to be an illusion? Because only Su Ming
You don't know what kind of wildness is hidden under those eyelashes; the perfect red lips are still gently closed, but others want to taste them. Who can imagine that what is in this mouth is not sweet?
, but the sharpness and ruthlessness that kills people?
One dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings... I have heard a joke. Why do foreigners count sheep when they sleep? Because sheep and sleep have the same pronunciation. Sheep and sleep sound similar! Count like this to sleep, sleep, sleep,
It is a kind of inner suggestion that makes it easy to fall asleep, so it is unscientific for Chinese people to count sheep and it is not easy to fall asleep. As for Chinese people, they should count dumplings. The sounds of dumplings and sleeping are similar in many dialects, so you can count them.
When you can't sleep at night, count one dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings... keep counting, and you will......be hungry!
Su Mian knew that her stomach was full, and she would not be hungry no matter how many times she counted, so she felt relieved that there were two dumplings, three dumplings for each... Her heart was beating loudly, but after all, she did not hear the movement behind her.
119 dumplings... 3 dumplings... She didn't stop until she counted several hundred.
He slowly turned around. This time, Di Lin beside him did not open his eyes. There was a smile on his extremely beautiful face, and the bright red corners of his mouth on the fair skin were slightly pursed to match his usual cold face.
The appearance is very different, but it still has an innate nobility.
Su Mian buried his head deeply into the man's arms, hoping to sleep there luxuriously.
She didn't notice the dark aura floating in Di Lin's golden eyes, like a bottomless black lake.
She deceived herself and thought that the master Di Lin was really good. Look, in the end, he let her go tonight. Thank God! Thank you to the party, thank God Di Lin for being merciful, and most of all, thank you for being so smart and clever.
Nonsense.
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When she slept until midnight, Su Mianshuo felt a little uncomfortable. She frowned and sat up, but Di Lin beside her had disappeared.
She couldn't care less about him and rolled around in her sleeping bag uncomfortably.
At first she thought she had eaten something bad, and she was experiencing throbbing pains, as if something was making a noise in her body and was about to come out.
"Mommy! Mommy 21, I am Su Xiaobao!" Someone called her.
"Who is Su Xiaobao?" Su Mian's rolling body froze, and she stopped immediately. Her forehead was covered with sweat, but her eyes were much clearer.
God, what's going on? Is this a nightmare again?
But that cry, which was more rapid than the other, reminded Su Mingshu of what it was. In an instant, a meaty little dumpling appeared in Su Mingshu's mind.