casserole lady

Chapter 505 I Don’t Like To See You Get Close To Any Man (1)
At this time, Lu Fang was talking with Lu Yilong and others about the big and small things that happened in the mountain after he left. When he heard that Shan Yan and others were sent to another mountain to train the task force, he nodded and said: " Since we want to train a contingent, we must do it thoroughly, and we must not give up halfway."

Lu Yilong, Lu Yiyuan, etc. naturally nodded after hearing this. Anyway, this task force must be good for training, and Shan Yan and others will not even think about coming back for a while.

Lu Fang chatted with some generals of his family about some trivial matters in the mountains, and after the chat, he had some wine and food.Lu felt relieved that something was on his mind, and after a few drinks, there was actually drunkenness in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yiyuan wanted to put Lu back, and said: "The young master just came back, so I have to go back to spend more time with Madam. I think Madam is bored these days when you are not here."

Who knew that when Lu Yilong heard this, he immediately argued: "Nonsense, don't I play with Madam every day?"

Lu Yiyuan was speechless for a moment, and gave Lu Yilong a hard look.

Lu Yilong felt that he had wronged him and was very wronged, so he gave Lu Yilong a hard look.

Just as the two men stared at each other, Lu Fang left by himself.

He was walking alone among the mountains, and his blue shirt shrank slightly when the cold wind hit.

Stepping into the small courtyard, Qin Zheng was still wrapped in a big bag, sitting in front of the stove. The hearth was still red, and there were ashes moving slightly in the wind, flickering and blackening.

A rich and delicious aroma wafted from the small yard, which was the aroma of chicken soup boiled to the extreme.

Lu Fang stepped forward, embraced Qin Zheng from behind, and buried his head and face in her warm neck.

Qin Zheng snorted: "Do you still know how to come back?"

Lu Fang didn't speak, just rubbed against her neck.

Qin Zheng said expressionlessly: "It's so late, you should go to bed quickly!"

Lu Fang rubbed his strong nose against the fleshy beads on her ears, but felt soft. Hearing this, he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you give me chicken soup?"

Qin Zheng smelled the wine and couldn't help sneering: "You've been drinking yellow soup, but you still know you want to drink chicken soup? I think the chicken soup has been boiled until now, and the soup is gone!"

Lu Fang murmured, with a bit of coquettishness in his voice: "I want to drink chicken soup."

Qin Zheng said calmly, "If you want to drink, you can serve it in a bowl yourself."

Lu Fang didn't move: "Go and help me fill it up."

Qin Zheng shook his head: "I don't care about you."

Lu Fang opened his thin lips, and bit Qin Zheng's earlobe with his white teeth. The scorching breath sprayed on her delicate skin, and he whispered in his mouth: "If you don't help me fill it up, I won't let you sleep tonight. gone."

Hearing this, Qin Zheng smiled instead of anger: "That's a good thing..."

Hearing this, Lu Fang couldn't help laughing, thinking of her usual favorite, got up and said, "In that case, I'll go and fill it myself."

As he spoke, he took two bowls, one each for Qin Zheng and himself, and the two of them went into the house and drank each. The pheasant was a chicken that survived the winter in the mountains. , Qin Zheng is the best at this method, the boiled one is really rich and fragrant.The two sat on the wooden pier in front of the kang in the house, drank each, and rinsed their mouths after drinking.

Lu Fang was drinking chicken soup while looking at Qin Zheng, but now he rinsed his mouth.Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he stepped forward and hugged Qin Zheng horizontally, and rolled onto the bed.

Naturally, the two of them tossed and tossed, and only made one bed bump.

When everything calmed down, Lu Fang woke up from the drunkenness. He wrapped his strong arms around the limp Qin Zheng who was fucked by him, and whispered in her ear: "Qin Zheng, don't you like fighting?"

Qin Zheng was as comfortable as a cat basking in the sun. Hearing this, he didn't even want to move his eyelids, and said lazily, "Who would like to fight!"

(End of this chapter)