Chapter 1294 Marshal, madam wants to divorce you 53.18
"Drink quickly." Putting the glass of water to her husband's mouth, watching him drink it obediently, Xun Mi put his heart down.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm so tired, sleep with me for a while." Feng Yilin hugged the person in his arms and turned around, fell on the bed, and closed his eyes.

Xun Mi obediently nestled in his arms, staring at her husband's black eyes with distress, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the passion in the carriage was intense.

This sleep lasted for a long time until the next morning.

Because Feng Yilin, who woke up in the middle of the night, was full of energy and devoured his wife.

His eyes fell on the person in his arms tenderly, and his gentleness could melt the ice.

Carefully stretching out his hand to brush away the hair covering her face, staring at the white and tender face.

It's nice that she's finally her own.

In your life, there is always that one person who can make you feel more important than everything else, and you are willing to exchange everything you have for her peace.

He now has the person who is willing to dedicate his whole soul to him. In this life, I would rather lose the world than you.

Xun Mi's body is very heavy and tired, but as a result, there is always something on her face that tickles her and pouts in displeasure.

She turned her face away and continued to sleep. After a while, when she was about to fall asleep, the thing that harassed her came again.

"Don't hate it, don't." He complained with his mouth held back, and simply buried his face in the pillow without showing it.

Feng Yilin looked at the very childish but cute man, his eyes were full of pampering.

Withdrawing her mischievous fingers, she gently pulled out her small face, so as not to be short of breath later.

Tuck in the quilt, get out of bed lightly, pick up the crumpled clothes on the ground and put them on, they should be there, buy some food for the daughter-in-law.

Xun Mi slept very soundly, and with the very familiar and reassuring atmosphere surrounding her, she was naturally completely relaxed.

So Feng Yilin simply wrapped her clothes up and carried her off the train without waking up.

Min Qiyang, who was notified early to pick up the goods, was very excited when he saw the marshal, but he stopped after taking two steps.

All that remained in my mind was holding the grass, the marshal was so eager to eat people on the train, what a speed.

It wasn't until the person walked in front of him that he came back to his senses, and immediately wanted to salute but was swallowed by Sen Leng's eyes.

"Everything is in that car, let someone unload it, where is the car?"

Feng Yilin's voice was extremely low, for fear of waking up the person in his arms, when he came out, he specially buried his wife's little head in his arms, just not wanting to be affected by the sound from outside.

Min Qiyang nodded, gestured to the soldiers following behind him, and after explaining, he ran to drive the car over by himself.

As soon as Feng Yilin got in the car, he asked people to go back directly, and Min Qiyang resigned to his fate to leave the supervision materials.

He's just a poor little guy, squeezed by the marshal, but it feels like they'll have spring soon.

A man who eats meat will not be so dissatisfied with his desires, and he will not emit cold air every day.

Don't ask him why he is so sure that the marshal ate him, and the satisfaction between his brows should not be too obvious, he is saying that they are all men, how can he not understand?

However, soon Min Qiyang will know how wrong his thinking is, and how wrong it is.

Xun Mi slept all the way from the train to the military area, and when Feng Yilin put her on the bed, he hugged the pillow full of her husband's breath and continued to sleep.

Looking at the daughter-in-law who rolled herself up like a silkworm baby, she reluctantly went out to prepare food for her daughter-in-law. She didn't eat anything in the morning, but she couldn't do it at noon.

Xun Mi didn't know how long he slept, got up from the bed, stretched his waist, this sleep was really deep and comfortable.

But, eh~~~ My waist is so sore, and my legs are so soft. Could it be that the upper body was ghosted last night?

(End of this chapter)

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