The pastoral wife of the evil leader

Chapter 42 Iced Shrimp (2)
While eating shrimps, Hua Hua vaguely cried in front of her mother about the grievances she had suffered for so many days, and the tears in her eyes flowed down like floods bursting embankments.

But for some reason, the taste of the shrimp in that mouth suddenly changed, why did it become sweet?Also, why is the shrimp in my mouth so hard?
Zuiyue, who was feeding honey to the flowers, watched her swallow the silver spoon he sent up, and her brows became more and more wrinkled. He didn't let go of the spoon, and because he was talking nonsense that he couldn't understand, taking advantage of her letting go, he came in and out and gave several spoonfuls of the best bee jelly.

Frowning, watching the girl cry and laugh, I find it quite amusing.

"Mom, why don't you come to comfort me?"

Hua Hua was a little aggrieved, so she watched her mother standing there and looking at her tenderly, picking up vegetables for her, adding soup for her, chatting with her father next to her from time to time, but she didn't say anything to her. Seriously.

I don't know when, while I was eating, my mother and the others suddenly disappeared again, my eyes were dark, and for some reason, the shrimp in my mouth was being pulled out by a force that said it was not big or small.

"Damn it! Someone is snatching the shrimp in my mouth! I'm going to crush your baby to death!"

But as soon as the mouth was loosened, the shrimp that reached the mouth just went away, the flower was angry, and stretched out its hand to dance around, "Ding ding..." There seemed to be a sound of metal falling to the ground, but it was grabbed and coldly, It's ice-cold, and it feels a bit sensual, like shrimp, but it feels a little harder than shrimp. If you think about it, it will be harder when it's iced.

This time, the flowers are happy, Nima, grab this one, count them, one, two, three, four, five, five in total, I want you to grab it!The old lady hugged tightly with both hands, put it in her arms and ate slowly, not for those who snatched food.

"Hey, my frozen shrimp."

This time, Zuiyue finally heard clearly, this girl is holding on to his right hand tightly, because it's ice cold, shrimp?

In an instant, the whole face contorted with a very strange expression. It was not good to pull out the right hand that was tightly hugged by someone, and it was not good not to pull it out.

It was the person who was thinking about how to solve this. If he didn't pay attention, most of the index finger of his right hand was stuffed into his mouth by the girl who was dreaming of gourmet food. Bite down hard.

Fortunately, this man didn't have enough to eat, and he didn't have much strength, otherwise, he was really worried that his fingers would be here for no reason.

Looking down carefully, the man holding her fingers gnawed and licked, his eyebrows raised slowly, are these fingers so delicious?
Look at that girl's happy and satisfied expression, if anyone comes over with a big bowl of shrimp, will she just run away with him?

Hua Hua weakly held the "shrimp" in her mouth and gnawed for a while, her mouth was sore from chewing. After a long time, she finally took out the "shrimp", why didn't it thaw?Nima Laozi's mouth is sore!

"Forget it, dip some vinegar." It's delicious.

Then, Zuiyue looked at the girl in her arms, held his fingers a little more empty, dipped in vinegar and continued to feed it into her mouth, and began to eat with relish.

The indifferent and cold expression on his face finally couldn't stand the successive blows and was completely cracked.

The corner of the mouth was raised to the largest arc ever, a shallow laugh came from the throat, lowered his head, and whispered softly in the ear of the person in his arms, with a touch of teasing: "Lady, this frozen shrimp is enough!" gone?"

It was the dreamer who dreamed of gourmet food who was startled by such an evil and evil voice, and opened his eyes in a huff. Only then did he slowly raise his head, seeing the teasing monstrous face on his head, he was taken aback for a moment.

"You..." Why are you here?
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that there was something in his mouth that was held in his mouth. He took it out suspiciously, and saw... the hands... fingers, with slender knuckles, and a faint coolness.

The doubt in his eyes gradually turned into shock, and then, thinking of everything in the dream just now, he checked his seat... Nima, is this old lady going against the sky?Facing other people's fingers, keep saying it's shrimp?Thinking about shrimp is crazy!

"Ahem", he cleared his throat on purpose, covered up the embarrassment in his eyes, and pretended to be calm.

"that……"

Turning his head, he realized how ambiguous the posture of the two of them was at this moment, as if he was being hugged and sat on his lap by Zuiyue, um, with his back against his chest...

"Ahem, your fingers look good."

Huahua immediately threw off the "cold shrimp" she was holding in her hands, and jumped off his lap, her face was all unnaturally red.

"Didn't Madam enjoy this 'ice-cold shrimp' to the fullest? Didn't your husband disturb your pleasure?"

The man sat beside the stone table, propped his head up and looked at her with a smile on his face. Then, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the rows of teeth marks on his fingers, which seemed to be branded on. The smile in his eyes deepened up.

"The dream is all over, and it's not real. What am I doing so hard?"

Why don't you treat your hands as shrimps?How Huahua thinks and doesn't know what kind of brain she is. Anyway, she often dreams and knows that she is dreaming. Once she judges carefully, the dream will shatter immediately like a fragile mirror.

Wait, it seems that she just heard some incredible words.

"What did you say just now? For your husband? Ma'am?"

"Why, lady, you are not satisfied with your husband calling you that?"

With a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the whole flower was instantly blasted into charcoal, "Are you sick? Who is your wife? You have a bag on your head?"

"Oh? The husband looked at the lady up and down just now, so the lady should not be responsible for the husband?" The drunken moon suddenly looked at the flowers full of resentment, as if the flowers had screwed him up. Yes, insist on the flowers to be responsible.

"Look, Guangguang?"

Huahua bowed her head unnaturally, and glanced at her body. The burlap clothes were gone, and she was replaced by a very comfortable cotton light blue shirt. With the last hope, she lifted up the collar and looked at the underwear ...

I wipe!The black apron embroidered with lotus flowers of He Hua turned into a red apron for mandarin ducks playing in the water!

Touching the head again, the hair seemed to have been washed, and now the whole body is much refreshed, and the wound was also carefully bandaged. Although it hurts a bit, it is much better than yesterday.

The expression on the face was extremely wonderful in an instant, red and black, and then colorful.

Squinting his eyes, a dangerous light flashed, "Did you change it?"

(End of this chapter)