Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 99 Is He Too Oppressive?
Mother Yang looked at Ding's back and spat.Si'er must have been crazy at first, but he was confused by such a coward. What's the point of a hen not laying eggs, except what else can you do with food Marry such a daughter-in-law, whose family they've really been unlucky for eight lives!
Mother Yang vomited so much that her chest ached, she held onto her chest and waited for her breath to calm down, then asked Xiao Wu and the others to move all the cloths to their cubicles, and if they were making clothes, they would have to follow him.
On the other hand, Yang Lan'er returned to the room, arranged the items, placed the items that should be placed in the room, took the bamboo basket in the corner, and took out two books from it.
Yang Lan'er patted his forehead, only to remember that he took out two cheat books last time to teach his sons. How can you turn around and forget?
Suddenly a large hand gripped his wrist: "Stupid? How can you pat yourself?" Tan Anjun rubbed his forehead and said unhappily.
"Sir, why did you enter?" Yang Lan'er was quite surprised.
Tan Anjun opened his arms, carried his little wife, and said with a faint smile: "Nothing happened outside, seeing the woman come in, I must have been busy with something, I had to, I'm going in for my husband." See if I can help the woman. What will that woman do?" Yang Lan'er couldn't
saying nothing Wangtian, is it shameless if a cheap husband makes excuses?
"Sir, do you really want to help?"
"Of course."
Yang Lan'er's eyes twirled, and she smiled cunningly: "I'll make clothes ... Xiaoyi, do you want to help?
" Ahem ..." Tan Anjun was caught off guard Choking on his own saliva, he coughed nonstop, his cheeks and neck became hot.
Yang Lan'er looked at her with clear and innocent eyes, she did not need to make small clothes, there were several large drawers in the bedroom, and there were all sorts of cups for underwear.
"This ... this ..." Tan Anjun blushed in embarrassment, unfortunately, if you don't die, you won't die. Let your mouth be stingy, this is embarrassing.
Yang Lan'er sneered inside, asking you to follow him anytime and anywhere, which sometimes made it impossible to do some personal things.
After Tan Anjun went through his initial embarrassment, his heart calmed down, he caught a glimpse of the smile in his little wife's eyes, what else did he not understand? It's to tease him intentionally.
Tan Anjun looked at the bright smile of his young wife and the soft cherry lips, which were undoubtedly the biggest test for him Something flashed in his dark eyes.
Yang Lan'er still did not know that she was being hugged by a hungry wolf, and she laughed out loud until the flowers trembled.
"Lan'er"
the man's deep and hoarse voice sounded in a humble voice, Yang Lan'er's heart stiffened, feeling a hint of danger approaching.
Yang Lan'er cleared his cough and hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, I really need your help."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to the bamboo basket in the corner of the booth: "See? Help me clean that bamboo basket and save it." Neat."
Tan Anjun looked at the corner of his eyes, and it was indeed a bit of a mess, "What is this bamboo basket filled with?" "Everything is
daily clothes and necessities, etc . I need to sew, and I will leave the corners to my husband to tidy up. It's gone." Yang Lan'er patted her on the shoulder and smiled.
Seeing the embarrassed expression of his little wife, Tan Anjun did not want to bother exposing her, let her be proud for a moment.
"Ein!"
Seeing that he had agreed to go down, Yang Lan'er waved at him, "Go and do your job."
Tan Anjun nodded, glanced at him meaningfully, patted the end of his shirt and went crouching in the corner obediently.
Yang Lan'er lowered her head and held the cloth in her hands, pretending to move her hands Hearing the sound of footsteps drifting away, she glanced at the man from the corner of her eyes, seeing his tall body crouching busily in the corner, and unable to bear it, he was relieved at once I would ponder in my heart: Is he bluffing too much?