
The little girl followed behind her aunt, still humming the song she had just learned.
Su Yongyuan was mesmerized listening to him beside him, this kind of fast and unrestrained tone was something he had never heard before, he said, but it must be said that listening to it can make people feel relaxed and cheerful.
As Yang Lan'er listened, her mind slowly drifting, she remembered that she and her friends used to go to karaoke songs after missions, they often ordered songs randomly, and she was their jukebox.
Tan Anjun glanced at him sideways and saw that he was smiling naturally, illuminated by the light of fire, dimming and dimming with the light of fire, as if he would be drifting away at any moment, it was impossible for him to catch it again.
With a tremor in his heart, he could not help but stretch out his hand to hug his little wife.
Yang Lan'er was stunned, and looked to the side of her face, with a cold and haughty face, thin lips tightly clenched, and her strong arms tightly hugged her.
Su Yongyuan looked at him behind, curling his lips in disdain, wondering if this was a miraculous operation?
But he knew that it was not suitable for him to stay any longer, so he hurriedly pulled the little girl away quickly.
“Hei, Mr. Su, walk slowly.” Xiao Yingzi ran over to follow the steps ahead.
Tan Anjun looked at her, feeling refreshed as if drinking ice water in June, rarely seeing her so obedient and obedient, he gently rubbed the top of her hair.
Yang Lan'er was hugged by him, her eyes gradually became clear, she twisted her body uncomfortably, "Sister, let go, we should go back and dry the clothes quickly." The silent resistance of the little wife made Tan Anjun very helpless
, He sighed silently.
I heard that he was strangled, and his arm came off, but he still did not let go. commanded: "Other times this song can only be sung for myself!
" After listening to her, I became angry and jealous.
"Heh ... heh" Yang Lan'er gave him the word "hehe" and asked, "Have you just had a pot of vinegar?"
Tan Anjun "..."
Seeing him smile, Tan Anjun shook his head helplessly, not caring about what he said earlier, rubbed his little head and said warmly: "It's late, let's hurry back and dry the clothes, please, and go get some rest early."
After speaking, he pulled the skin of his little wife's cat and walked into the cave.
When Yang Lan'er finished drying her clothes and returned to the cubicle, Mr. Cheap is asleep.
The lotus move lightly onto the bed, his eyes instantly widened, and he pointed to the cheesy husband-in-law, "This ..." She rubs
his forehead mischievously, and put the two children under the same blanket. She blatantly reveals that she wants to be with him.A blanket?
Standing in front of the bed staring at his sharp face, I really wanted to pounce and claw at him.
After taking several deep breaths, he blew the oil lamp and lifted the blanket to lie down, his five senses became sharper in the darkness, and his breath and smell surrounded him.
I thought I was going to suffer from insomnia, but after smelling the cool smell of the cheap man, I fell into a deep sleep not long after.
The person sleeping next to him suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the little wife falling asleep from the side, heaving a sigh of relief, and grabbed the person beside him who was two arms away from him.
Holding the woman in his arms, he sighed in satisfaction, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Yang Lan'er woke up and saw that only the two babies were still sleeping soundly in bed. Mr. Cheap is awake, he must practice martial arts.
Yang Lan'er stretched her waist and shot into space. Seeing the wheat in the field is ripe, yams and yams are ready to be harvested.
After washing in the front room, I drank a cup of well water and took a scythe to harvest the wheat. His space was ripe and he was the only one working. It would be great if I could use my mind to harvest, and it would be easier to store it directly in the warehouse!