Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 120 The face of this man is getting thicker
not surprisingly, space products must be high-quality products.
Tan Anjun was already staring at the short sword in astonishment, clicking his lips: "My dear, this pheasant is small and bony, right? How can this sword cut a chicken like mud?"
"Lan'er, let me see your short sword." Men are naturally obsessed with guns.
“Do not touch the double-edged sword with your hand.” Yang Lan'er reminded, this blade of Bing's short sword is extremely sharp, and deserves its name, without exaggeration.
Tan Anjun nodded, picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully. The sword was about a foot long. The blade was made of an unknown material, and shone with a cold light. From such a distance, one could feel a faint cold air coming towards him. The sword handle was carved with an intricate and profitable dragon pattern.
"What an incredible sword! Haha, Lan'er, you're very lucky." His little wife took it casually, and it turned out to be a precious sword.
Yang Lan'er rubbed her nose, and said while sneering: "That's normal. If my husband likes it, I can give it to you. That sword is a gift to a hero. "There's still one in the storage ring
, next time he'll find an excuse to take it out himself.
Tan Anjun's heart was agitated when he heard those words, the little wife also had it in her heart, otherwise, could she give such a precious sword to anyone? The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he rubbed the top of his little wife's hair: "A man doesn't take people's love. This sword is best suited for my wife. "Yang Lan'er looked at him with
serious eyes, but no greed. For some reason, my heart was a little sweet, I took the short sword she gave me, thinking of the jewelry she gave me last time, I felt like I should give her something.
Tan Anjun pierced the pheasant with a wooden stick, and slowly roasted it beside the fire, twisting it from time to time.
Yang Lan'er stared at the boiling chicken soup inside the pot of soil, thinking of what gifts to give to the cheap husband-in-law, there was silence beside the fire for a moment, just the crackling of firewood and the gurgling of chicken soup.
“Mistress, give me condiments in bamboo basket.” Tan Anjun flipped the roasted chicken and said with a smile.
"Oh, great." Yang Lan'er took out the herbs from the bamboo basket and handed them over. He glanced at the ring in his hand and had a flash of inspiration, so it was best that he give her the ring.
If you give him a storage ring, whether you can open the ring or not depends on your own luck.
"Congs"
"Yes" Tan Anjun raised his eyes and looked up.
Yang Lan'er extended her hand and slowly opened her fist. His palm was a man's ring, and he smiled sweetly: "For you, this is the first time I've bought it at a roadside stall in the county seat . Though not expensive or refined, but this is my heart."
Tan Anjun was very unexpected, and suddenly felt ecstasy, his eyes were fixed on the ring on his palm, and he did not react for a moment.
Seeing that he refused to take it, Yang Lan'er thought that he did not like the rough ring, and was disappointed, and was about to take it back.
Tan Anjun suddenly regained consciousness, held the small hand he wanted to take back, and was overjoyed: "Madam, I really like this ring. I was just stunned by the surprise, and I didn't notice it for a while.
" The ring on her finger, she pursed her lips and smiled: "As long as you like it, this is a gift in return for the jewelry you gave me." "I
take this as a sign of love from you ." Tan Anjun instantly ignored the last sentence of his little wife.
Yang Lan'er coughed in her own saliva, and looked at the man opposite her in shock.
“Mistress, let's eat her chicken feet.” Tan Anjun was in a very happy mood, and tore off the roasted pheasant chicken stick.
What kind of embarrassment was needed to face his wife, so he had to be shameless and stalk her, making her grit her teeth at him, but there was nothing he could do, love and hate her, she said, but he cannot be cruel.
In the end, silently and successfully entered his heart.