Rebirth of the Pastoral Wife

Chapter 132
But, how could his body be injured by her husband!
Baoniang was very puzzled.

Without giving her a chance to think too much, Mo Ran dragged Bao Niang to find a place to drink.

Although Mo Ran pulled and hugged her in her arms, Bao Niang didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Mo Ran gave her the feeling that she was a very good friend, just normal and natural.

Bao Niang looked at him happily and said with a smile, "I'm a standard pourer, so I can't drink too much..."

"Hehe, who told you to drink it, I'll drink it..." Mo Ran patted Bao Niang on the shoulder very righteously and said with a smile.

With a slight movement of her arm, Bao Niang broke free, "Miss Yang, let me go first, we can't just drink without food, I'll ask the kitchen to cook some food for the wine..."

In fact, as long as he is regarded as Yang Qianwu, everything will be fine, Bao Niang thought to herself.

"Well, okay..." Let go of Bao Niang, a trace of irritability flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, if he didn't do it, he wanted to stand alone and watch her leave.

Walking unsteadily, with a little panic.

Hehe, that's what he wanted.

Women are still too naive!
Looking for food and drink was just an excuse. Bao Niang went to the kitchen, looked at He Sheng who was cleaning up the fish, and said, "The fish will be ready in a while, send someone to call me in the small pavilion in the yard, don't forget... ..."

He said, holding two or three snacks in his hand.

These pre-dinner snacks are made by Bao Niang herself. They are either very expensive, or serve them on the table before the guests arrive, eat first, and wait for the main course.

A plate of hot and sour cabbage, a plate of fermented peanuts, and a bowl of five sesame oil chicken feet.

A tray was brought up, and when Bao Niang walked over, Mo Ran was already sitting on the stone table and stone bench in the pavilion and drinking by himself.

Looking up, she saw that it was Bao Niang, she looked at her with misty eyes, "You're here, it's really slow, I'm almost done drinking..."

"What? I didn't move a bite..."

Bao Niang stepped forward to put the snacks away, picked up the jar, poured down vigorously, there was no wine at all, and it was all drunk by Mo Ran.

"Hey, what is this? Not bad, it tastes clear and crispy, hot and sour, and it's just right for drinking. Go, bring another can of wine..." The slightly drunk Mo Ran didn't know that he was already drunk.

I only say that the food is delicious now, and that I haven't drunk enough wine, which makes me unhappy.

"It's gone, do you want to buy it yourself?" She didn't even taste the plum blossom dew brewed by herself, but he drank it all. Bao Niang was not happy.

"Stingy, I'll give this to you, and bring me two cans of this plum blossom dew..." Mo Ran wiped it on her chest, and lightly placed the black and ink-colored tourmaline bracelets with lotus-shaped beads in her hands.

Bao Niang looked at him, her face was happy, but she didn't go to pick him up, "I don't want it, I don't get paid for nothing!"

"Is this useless? If I drink your wine, I have to exchange it for something. Hurry up and get the wine..." Mo Ran's rude tone completely ruined Yang Qianwu's original image.

"I don't have plum blossom dew now, but I still have a few cans of sweet-scented osmanthus brew..."

"Let's get the wine made with sweet-scented osmanthus first, it's better than nothing, do you have any stronger ones here, drinking wine that makes people look annoyed!"

According to him, it’s okay to drink some strong wine, but he can’t stand the impact of the wine with this person’s body, no, it’s just a can of plum blossom dew, and he will be swayed. If there is more strong wine, he will definitely go back can't find any way.

But if you don't drink strong alcohol, you can forget the messy thoughts in your head.

Mo Ran shook his head, opened his mouth uncontrollably and wanted a stronger wine.

Bao Niang looked at him and thought to herself, you still have to drink spirits with this kind of wine, you really can't find a place to die.

Even though he thought so, he still said, "This sweet-scented osmanthus brew is originally strong wine, just wait for me to get it..."

I turned around and didn't drink a drop of wine, so I went to get the wine again, what a miserable life!
She wasn't bothered at all, touching the extremely cool bracelet in her hand, it might really be a top-quality item.

Without thinking about it, she put it on her wrist, but she felt a burning sensation as soon as it touched the skin. Bao Niang immediately took it off, and tried it on her right hand, but there was still pain and burning.

This ghost thing can really be used to carry on the arm!
Simply tore it off and threw it aside.

Speaking of helping Moran get the wine, he went back to the warehouse and took a can of ordinary white wine made from five grains and went out.

No matter how drunk he was, he knew that the drink in his hand was just average, but since she brought it, he didn't dislike it, so he poured it into the cup and drank it.

Each of them had a glass of wine, and they drank very chicly. Bao Niang sat opposite him and looked at him, "Mo Ran? Yang Qianwu?"

"Huh? Who do you want to call?" Mo Ran looked up at her, his eyes were clear, but his mind was wandering.

"Everyone is the same, tell me about you? Who are you? Why did you fall in love with Yang Qianwu?"

"What do you call Yang Qianwu? I just borrowed her body. It wasn't forced by your husband, but I was forced to help..."

Mo Ran burped as he spoke, his mouth was full of alcohol, and Bao Niang stretched out her hand to fan her.

"Why did Zixiu force you? Are you not human? Or do you come from another world? Who are you?" Suddenly Baoniang stood up solemnly, looking at Mo Ran, her eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness.

"Hehe, does it matter who I am? If I say so, will you be afraid of me? Do you also want to absorb my inner spirit like Xiao Yuanshan?"

Mo Ran laughed at himself, full of misery.

Don't blame others, just blame him for being too incompetent and too unlucky, Xiao Yuanshan discovered his identity because of his lack of vision.

"It's not enough to be afraid. Your inner spirit is useless to me. Why do I need it? Tell me, maybe I can help you?" Bao Niang said after hearing the sound, persuasively.

Mo Ran raised his head, his black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his female face that didn't match his tone showed a smile, "It's okay for me to tell you, I am the Dark Lotus by the Nether Road. Playing for a while, but he stared at me, do you think I am wronged or not? Drink, get drunk and go back to sleep..."

"The dark lotus of the Nether Road? Then do you have a lotus fetus in your hand? Can you give me one? If you give me a lotus fetus, how about I help you escape?" Hee hee, I didn't expect to find it here. Got something good.

Bao Niang was secretly happy, helping Mo Ran was just the simplest thing, but the lotus fetus was hard to come by.

She remembered seeing it in an ancient book in Zangshuge, Netherworld Lotus Embryo, calming the nerves, saving people in danger; destroying the body, accompanied by pure spirits to make incense for thousands of years, destroying people during impeachment.

(End of this chapter)