Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Naturally, I won't come again. It's just a polite remark." Chu late autumn humed sarcastically, "I know Chu Xiaying too well. If I go too close, I will only be unlucky."

And she also felt that Zhang Ming was very wrong. It was natural to come forward and talk to her. It was the first time to speak, but she was stunned. It gave people the feeling that they knew Xu.

Such a man is either amorous or has a plan.

So it's better for you not to touch the dust. He doesn't even look at those who don't touch the edge. His likes and dislikes are very clear.

Obviously, he went to have a wedding, but his stomach sang an empty plan, so Chu wanqiu went home and went to the kitchen.

At this time, Jun Mochen's low voice came: "how did you come back so early?"

Chu wanqiu hurried to the room and opened the door with a smile in his eyes: "didn't you enter the mountain today?"

"I'm so happy to see me. My little thing has a conscience." Jun Mochen held Chu wanqiu in his arms: "do you envy others? I'll make up your red makeup sooner or later. "

Chu wanqiu took a deep breath. His nose was full of the clean taste of Jun Mo dust. He felt secure and at ease.

She shook her little head and muttered, "I don't envy..."

It's better to marry the right person than to marry with ten li red makeup scenery. It's like clothes. It doesn't matter how face is, as long as it's comfortable.

Others look better than they dress comfortably.

"Will supply you, will give you the best." Jun Mochen promised in a low voice and patted Chu wanqiu on the back with a big hand: "you deserve the best."

I was going to enter the mountain today, but I got the contact from the old department. It is estimated that someone will find it in a few days.

Gollum

Chu wanqiu's stomach sang an empty city plan. Her embarrassed little face blushed: "you, you're hungry. I'll cook."

Jun Mo Chen smiled: "yes, I'm hungry."

"Bad guys!" Chu wanqiu snorted and said angrily, "can't you think you haven't heard?"

Chu wanqiu went to the kitchen to make two bowls of delicious noodle soup. She thought she was very hungry, but she didn't have such a big appetite. She couldn't eat half of it.

But she didn't want to waste, so she forced herself to eat slowly and hard.

Jun Mochen picked the sword eyebrow, moved the bowl of Chu wanqiu to his face, and then ate it.

Chu wanqiu was a little embarrassed: "if I knew you were hungry, I would have filled you more and saved you from eating what I had eaten."

That's what she said, but her heart was still warm. The man didn't dislike her at all.

Jun Mochen said to the water eyes of Chu late autumn, "your bowl is better than mine."

Chu wanqiu was surprised: "how is it possible? They all come out in one pot. They are the same, but I didn't put more oil on myself. "

"You've eaten sweeter." Jun Mo Chen's radian on his lips is ambiguous: "it should be. Your mouth is very sweet. What you have eaten is naturally sweet."

Chu wanqiu's delicate little face was a little dull. Half a ring, she hummed and smiled: "you're so powerful. You can turn into such a thing even if you eat noodle soup."

Jun Mochen smiled: "I think I'm very powerful, too."

Before I met this little thing, I didn't think about romantic affairs. At that time, I thought that the match in the eyes of everyone was a good marriage.

Unexpectedly, he was placed by the good fate. He was poisoned on the wedding day. The man turned and got on someone else's sedan chair.

How ironic!