80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Mei was awakened by the hotness in his mouth, and when he woke up, his head seemed to be dangling in the water.

"How is it? Do you feel disgusted?" A low and pleasant voice rang in his ears, and he didn't know who it was. Wu Mei nodded first, then shook his head.

"It's not nauseating, it's dizzy, it still hurts."

Wu Mei's voice was very small, it sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child, and there were tears in her eyes, which made people feel sorry. He bowed his head in shame, accepting the condemnation from everyone's eyes.

"Where does it hurt?" The nice voice sounded again, and it sounded familiar. Wu Mei wanted to look back to see who it was, but he only moved his head a little, and there were a lot more Venus in front of him.

The hotness on his lips became more and more intense, Wu Mei stretched out his finger and pointed to the position of Ren Zhong, "It hurts here."

Yan Mingshun leaned closer to her, it was clean, not even the skin was broken, and he wondered, "No trauma."

Wu Mei was about to cry, and hummed, "It hurts, it's like burning on fire, it's so hot!"

"Oh, maybe I applied too much cooling oil just now. I'm fine, just rinse it off with water. I'll go get some water now, and I'll be right here." A male classmate rushed out with a swish.

Wu Mei couldn't hold back her tears any longer. My God, she was most afraid of applying cooling oil. That hot and ecstatic taste really made life worse than death!

But the problem is that she was knocked unconscious by a basketball, and it wasn't heatstroke, so why did she apply cooling oil?

"The water is coming, let's go!"

The male classmate who applied the cooling oil held a lunch box and rushed over like the wind. Before Wu Mei could react, a stream of water mixed with vinegar and potato shreds splashed on his face, and his clothes got wet.

"How's it going? Isn't it spicy?" The male classmate looked at Wu Mei with a look of credit.

"Bah ah ah"

Wu Mei threw up several mouthfuls, glared angrily at the male classmate, and roared, "You are jealous and shredded potatoes at noon, right?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"How do I know? You smell, smell, the water is full of vinegar and shredded potatoes!"

Looking at the hairy little girl, everyone burst into laughter, and if she was still swearing, it meant that she was fine. Yan Mingshun's lips slightly rose, and he was relieved.

The male classmate patted the back of his head embarrassedly. He was so anxious just now that he forgot that he didn't wash the dishes after lunch. He glanced at the piece of green pepper lying on Wumei's black hair with a guilty conscience, and said hello to Yan Mingshun. Left in a hurry.

A gust of wind blew, Wu Mei shuddered, and the wet clothes were clinging to his body, whizzing coldly.

Yan Ming squinted his eyebrows, this little girl's body is so thin, don't catch a cold, so he asked, "Can you go by yourself?"

To say that vinegar and shredded potato water is still somewhat effective, at least Wu Mei is no longer dizzy. She turned her head and saw only a bright red with a black '6' written on it. She raised her head quickly, but saw that At the seductive Adam's apple, he swallowed involuntarily.

"I can go, thank you Mingshun brother."

Wu Mei blushed and wanted to stand up, but she had been leaning against Yan Mingshun's arms just now!

Yan Mingshun supported Wu Mei and stood up. She stumbled, but she stood firm, and waved goodbye to Yan Mingshun: "Goodbye, Mingshun!"