Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 358 The breast is malignant and the breast is malignant
After Guo Yaren left, Yang Lan'er and the others took a walk by the river bank, then turned around at the intersection before returning.
On the road to the county seat, a carriage walked slowly.
"Miss, what do you think of this farm?" Tan Anjun poured a glass of cold boiled water and placed it in front of him, then poured another glass for himself.
Yang Lan'er took the water she poured out, glanced at it, and said with a light smile: "I have an immature idea in my mind, I'll let you know when the time is right, you know, but this barren farm can be bought. ”
"Well, that woman has the final say. In the afternoon, I will ask Guo Yaren to issue a land deed."
After drinking the water, Tan Anjun lay on the sofa, sighing endlessly in his heart, how could he have had a comfortable life at the border before, but now at the foot of Mount Dounan, he said, the thick grasses and seedlings of beans were sparse, and the early morning revival was quiet and dirty, and he brought the moon lotus home with a hoe. Life is simple but full of happiness.
Thinking up to this point, eyes flowed, paying attention to the little wife sitting on the edge of the sofa with an elegant temperament, exuding a faint maternal brilliance, beautiful and incomparable, and the corner of his mouth became increasingly curved involuntarily.
Yang Lan'er was a little dizzy from the shock of the carriage, took out a plate of red bayberry from space, swallowed it himself, and made use of Tan Anjun's inattention, and put it into Tan Anjun's mouth quickly.
"Hiss...!" Tan Anjun was suddenly attacked, his brows raised in pain, and his handsome face was all wrinkled, "I'm so sour!"
Yang Lan'er rushed over and quickly covered her mouth, not letting her spit it out, and said with a mischievous smile: "Don't spit it out, share blessings, share difficulties, see how good I am for you, my wife, my wife, how painful. You, the red bayberry is a very rare fruit in this season, and must be blessed to share! Don't throw up, okay?"
After he finished speaking, he kissed his forehead.
Ow hell! His teeth hurt, and his little wife was pregnant, so he did not dare to fight back, so he could only succumb to his lust, blink his eyes, he said, and signaled that he would not vomit and asked her to let go.
After he let go of his hand, Tan An took a deep breath, took a cup and drank some water, and swallowed the entire bayberry.
"Well, lady, my husband doesn't really like these red bayberries, I let you eat slowly."
Yes you like her, she decided not to talk about it with a pregnant woman.
As soon as I got home and took a short shower, Xixi rushed in.
"Aww." Bad guy, he wasn't called Lord Tiger when he walked around.
Yang Lan'er rushed over to a man sitting at the table drinking tea, and asked with a smile, "Did that little white tiger act like a baby?"
Tan Anjun glanced at the particular tiger circling around his little wife on the ground, and said in a disdainful tone: "A tiger has no prestige, no difference to a kitten."
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" your whole family is a kitten!
Yang Lan'er looked at Xi Xi and grinned at her with a sharp look, and said in surprise, "Master, he can understand your words and know that you underestimate him."
As Tan Anjun and Xixi stared at the tiger, Xiao Ruo walked in.
"Mom, this is a shipment from the judge's wife."
"Oh," Yang Lan'er raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Does the judge still have his wife?"
"Pfft, uhuk uhuk..." Tan Anjun had just spewed the tea he drank into his mouth, and then he regained his strength after a while, wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at him with a sideways glance. neck flushed.
"Miss, the county magistrate is already in her twenties, and she married at an early age, and the eldest child is seven years old."
"Yes," Yang Lan'er nodded, Su Yongqing looks several years older than her husband, and indeed it is time to get married.