Fu Hanqiu's mouth is not visible, but it should still keep her away from the old driver of Yuanmeng.
They sat in the stone bench under the tree for more than half an hour, and Yuanmeng and Yuanxiao also wandered around, looking at the paper bag in Gu Weiwei's hand.
"What have you bought?"
"Yu Shou." Gu Weiwei said.
Yuan Meng smiled. "These things that lie to the little girl, you are old, still believe."
"You are a young man, who is it?" Gu Weiwei retorted uncomfortably.
When Yuan Meng listened, she looked up and down.
"You just got a cheap one. Now I have the face of a young girl. I really forgot how old I am?"
"At least I am young and young, and it is not an excuse for you to call aunt." Gu Weiwei squatted back.
Yuan Meng Xiu Gao is tall, "say my aunt, you a female ghost, a little monster..."
Two people, you are one sentence, I am swearing at each other, and finally reveal each other shortly.
Fu Hanzhen and Yuan Zhen looked at each other and looked at their own woman with a smile.
Finally, each of their own wives walked away.
Yuan Meng licked his curly hair. "Don't you dare to call me aunt?"
On the other side, Gu Weiwei sorted out her hat and shouted.
"Just say my little monster, never give up!"
Fu Hanxiao chuckled and comforted.
"You are not a little monster, you are cute."
Gu Weiwei looked at him and felt a little better.
"It's you, my surname, Gu, and the way to the road, you never thought about breaking up?"
Ordinary people, if they know her way, how much is a bit of scruples.
Fu Hanxi looked at her. "Too much, no way."
In his dictionary, there is no breakup of these two words.