Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 182 The foolish woman
The valley.
Tan Anjun entered the bedroom with a wooden tray, the room was silent at this moment, only short breaths were heard, and he placed the tray on the table.
Sitting on the sofa, she pinched Yang Lan'er's cheek, kissed the corner of her lips, drew closer to her ear and whispered, "Mistress, get up and eat. The lazy little pig."
Yang Lan'er muttered sadly: "You are a lazy pig."
"Hehe" Seeing the little wife unwilling to open her eyes, her heart softened, she must be exhausted, she touched her nose and said gently: "Mrs, it's okay to sleep, it's okay, let's eat first and then go to bed, okay ?"
He did not want his little wife to go to sleep hungry, his body would not be able to hold him.
"You feed me." Yang Lan'er closed her eyes and started to bid.
"it's good,"
Lifting him up and taking him to the bathroom After taking a bath, Tan Anjun sat on a chair, let him sit on his lap, and fed him by hugging him.
"Come, open your mouth."
Sitting on his lap, Yang Lan'er was suddenly confused.
Tan Anjun hugged her tightly, and a joyful laugh came out from his chest: "Don't move, eat obediently."
"Sister-in-law, I'll do it myself." After Yang Lan'er washed her face, she also came to her senses, how dare she let him feed her.
Tan Anjun held her hand and said in a low voice, "Mrs, obey."
Yang Lan'er blushed, this man treated her like a child, but if she insisted, let her enjoy it.
After biting the dish, he chewed and said, "Master, Father and Mother are back, will we come back?"
Tan Anjun lowered his head and took out a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth. He said honestly, "The village is full of chaos now. Let's stay in the valley for now. Coincidentally to reclaim the desert. We'll talk about it later when we get back to the village."
If Tian Tian met a high-quality person like Qian Shi, he wondered if he would be unwilling to kill?
"Okay, listen to my husband, I'm going to leave the problem of opening the valley to my husband."
Tan Anjun nodded: "Okay, listen to the lady, and do whatever the lady has arranged for her husband."
Yang Lan'er hit him, "Let's talk about business, get serious."
This guy talks well, but he's going to go awry again.
"Miss, what are you talking about is serious." Tan Anjun blinked his innocent phoenix eyes, but there was a smile in them.
The meal was finally settled between the two of them.
Yang Lan'er wanted to sit on the chair alone, but Tan Anjun refused to let her, and instead hugged her tighter.
"The seat is too hard, it's better to sit on my husband's lap."
Yang Lan'er had unexplained depression and depression.
Tan Anjun felt it, and looked at him gently: "What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"
Yang Lan'er shook her head, spread her arms around her neck, looked at her with smoldering eyes, and asked gently, "Master, will you still be so attentive to me when I'm old?"
I don't know how long his favorite can stay fresh? I became sentimental for a reason.
But he couldn't help but think that if one day, he was so gentle to another woman, what would he do?
Tan Anjun raised his chin, kissed the cherry lips, and gently rubbed them until the cherry lips turned red, then nodded in satisfaction, and said with a faint smile: "My stupid woman, your hair is very beautiful." Husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. When you're old, I'll be as beautiful as ever."
"But, if you have an official post and some money, isn't that normal for three wives and four concubines? Like the wood landlord in Taoshu Village, he had eighteen concubines."