Chapter 692

Jiang Zhao was in a good mood. He picked up the spoon, took a sip of soup, nodded, shook his neck. It was really good. He waved to Ye Er, "come here and give you a sip of soup. Otherwise, it's not a joke that I don't even give my wife a sip of soup, the magistrate of Haicheng Prefecture? Ha ha. "

Ye'er knew that Jiang Zhao was like this. Just follow him twice. It's natural. He climbed over again, "Lord Xie."

"Open your mouth."

Ye Er opened her mouth obediently.

"Put your neck out."

Ye Er obediently stretched out his neck.

Jiang Zhao scooped up a spoonful of soup and smiled at Ye Er. If he went on a business trip in the future, he had to keep a little pug with him. No, how could it be the same? I have to take her on business, ha ha.

Ye Er is still waiting for the master to enjoy the soup. Unexpectedly, the master poured a spoonful of soup into his mouth. He didn't expect to play with her at this point. Forget it, he is injured. He is the master and is about to retract his neck. The whole chin is firmly held by the master.

The man's mouth pressed over and a mouthful of ginseng belly soup poured into the woman's mouth. Ye Er's eyes stared into a copper bell, your sister!

Did you brush your teeth before fucking dinner?

Jiang Zhao put down the spoon, pinched Ye Er's upper and lower lips with both hands and said, "swallow it, swallow it, dare you spit it out for me!"

Ye Er shook his head and refused. He couldn't stand it. Kissing was kissing. Well, the vegetable soup in his mouth dared to pour into her mouth. It's different from kissing, okay? Different, okay?

Jiang Zhao is worried. The woman hates him. She dares to dislike him. He wants her to look good. She began to dislike him when she was so young. What will she dislike in ten or twenty years?

Forced by Jiang Zhao's force and the obscene power in his eyes, Ye Er finally gave in.

Endured a disgusting bite and swallowed it.

When he wanted to have another drink of Tang Shun Yi Shun, Jiang Zhao peeped into her mind and immediately grabbed her hand. He said positively, "well, you Yunye, I've seen through you today. I'm just suffering from some trauma. Let you eat something in my mouth. You're so disgusted. If I have a cold, do you have to be afraid of being infected and hide thousands of miles away?"

"Hey, I don't mean that."

"You didn't? Look at you, you're going to vomit, and you say you don't! " Jiang Zhao's face turned red. It's a shame to argue loudly with his wife. Whose wife's structure is like this?

Ye Er thinks that her husband has always been an iron plate. Although she is a little childish when she gets along alone, the nature of the iron plate remains the same. If she plays against the iron plate, she will suffer losses. This is both experience and lesson. "Well, all right, they say I don't have it, but it's a little unacceptable at once. Can you stand it if I do this? Don't do to others what you don't want. Don't you know? "

Jiang Zhao was in a bad mood. "Oh, don't do to others what you don't want, you know? Illiterate people are not so terrible, are they? "

"Please, although I didn't go to college, did I always go to primary school, junior high school and senior high school? Do I always know basic Chinese? Like you, you only know the three deputies, the Third Plenary Session of the CPC Central Committee, the Congress of the National People's Congress and... "

Jiang Zhao laughed, "yes, I know, but do you know what this means?"

Ye Er hesitated, "it doesn't matter if I don't understand. I still know some of the country's policies."

"What national policies do you know?"

"Forget it, I don't want to argue with you."

"Well, you don't want to argue about this issue anymore." Jiang Zhao took the spoon in his hand. "Let's continue to talk about the problem of not doing to others what we don't want."

"Jiang Zhao, are you finished? You're a man. Don't you think it's disgusting to eat the soup in your mouth? I'm normal. How do you ask me to pack it?"

Jiang Zhao was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ye Er. He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoon of soup. The other hand dragged Ye Er's chin and pinched her mouth open. The soup in the spoon blew and poured it directly into Ye Er's mouth pinched by him.

Press your mouth, stir your tongue and absorb the moment.

After loosening ye'er, he continues to eat leisurely. He doesn't feel any discomfort. Jiang Zhao responds to ye'er's disgusting reaction with a contemptuous attitude.

Ye'er knew he was wrong, looked at Jiang Zhao and flattered, "Sir, how do you punish my body? I dare not have any resentment."

"OK, you said."

Ye Er nodded desperately. Jiang Zhao has the final say that she is punished. She is not afraid. He will come a few times more. He will be tired.

Jiang Zhao looked at sea cucumber, pork tripe and vegetable core in the soup, and then looked at Ye Er. He smiled slowly. The corners of his lips became bigger and bigger, and his laughter became more and more presumptuous“ Ha ha, ha ha ~ "

Ye Er looked at Jiang Zhao and smiled with a creepy feeling.

You can imagine what you think will be a great idea when you face the big guy who just said that "everything has the final say", but the big guy doesn't say anything. He thinks he wants to kill you.

"Hello, Jiang Zhao!"

"Ah?" Jiang Zhao laughed a little angrily.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Er asked timidly.

Jiang Zhao covered his face with both hands, pushed it up to the hairline, and then pressed it down along his head. He stretched his waist and smiled. "Aren't you disgusted? The soup I fed you in my mouth?"

Ye Er was kneeling on the *, at this time, listening to Jiang Zhao's words, he immediately supported * with both hands, moved back to the * tail, and waved his hands flustered, "no, no, I was wrong. I just realized that I was wrong, really, really, I swear."

Ye Er didn't know how Jiang Zhao wanted to punish her, but he told her directly that it was definitely not a good thing. Ye Er sat up straight and said solemnly, "husband, I told you before I got married that we can respect each other even if we can't help each other. In fact, I think we can help each other now. You see, we kiss, I drink the soup in your mouth, and you drink the soup in my mouth. Isn't that the best explanation for helping each other? "

Jiang Zhao nodded as if he knew something.

Ye Er pressed his little heart that was about to jump out of his heart and continued to persuade, "husband, we are really happy. You see, the two fish who helped each other died at last. How happy we are with meat and soup, right?"

"Well, yes, yes." Jiang Zhao agrees with him with a smile. Ye Er's heart is more flustered. What does he want to do?

Jiang Zhao said, "we didn't perform well enough for the first time. Since you have understood the meaning of helping each other, now let's reflect a deeper level of helping each other. I think after this time, you can't spit out if you want to spit."