Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Yes, it's a little hard. Just add more water tomorrow." Chu wanqiu carefully observed Jun Mochen's face: "but I have to do it tomorrow. My injury is not serious. There's no need to lie all day."

Let Jun Mochen do it again, it would be a waste of food. Although the money for buying rice is not hers, she also loves it.

Jun Mochen wrung his eyebrows and was silent for a while. Finally, he snorted coldly: "anyway, if your injury is serious, I won't care about you anymore."

The next day the chicken crowed together, and Chu wanqiu instinctively bounced up again. At this time, Jun Mochen extended his long arm and pushed her back to bed.

"It's nothing. Why do you get up so early?"

The voice in the morning was a little hoarse and crisp. Chu wanqiu felt that his cheeks were slightly hot, and his heart unconsciously missed a beat.

Her voice was low and soft: "it's time to get up and make breakfast."

"I'm not in the habit of eating so early." Jun Mochen got up with a straight face and his tone became colder: "you lie down for a while. If you get up too early, you will always shake in front of me, which will make me feel out of my sight."

Chu wanqiu didn't speak any more. He closed his eyes and went to sleep again.

Jun Mochen looked at Chu's sleeping face in late autumn with deep eyes. Shouldn't this little thing have slept enough for a long time?

Chu wanqiu woke up again. It was already dawn. She didn't expect her return sleep to sleep so long. She got up in a panic and ran to the kitchen.

She was too worried. She opened the kitchen door and rushed inside without looking. Unexpectedly, she collided with Jun Mochen.

Her nose was sore, and tears sprang up in her apricot eyes: "Why are you harder than the wall?"

Jun Mochen's pretty sword eyebrow was picked. The little girl bumped into him rashly and even sued the villain first?

Good! Much bolder!

Chu wanqiu responded as soon as she spoke. She was afraid that Jun Mochen would be angry, so she preempted: "just pay attention to it next time. It's OK this time."

Jun Mochen snorted and smiled, "so I want to thank you for your generosity. Don't you agree with me?"

Chu wanqiu was a little embarrassed. He was going to bypass Jun Mochen: "I won't tell you. I have to cook quickly."

Jun Mochen stretched out his long arm and pulled Chu wanqiu back. Chu wanqiu's small head hit his strong chest again.

"You, what are you doing?" Chu wanqiu covered his forehead and blew his hair a little: "you're hard and you bully me."

The girl's voice is very soft and waxy, even with anger.

Jun Mo Chen's thin lips were slightly hooked with a trace of ruffian Qi: "you look very soft."

Chu wanqiu was full of incredible eyes. He was stunned, like a frightened little rabbit. The man was cold all day. He didn't have any superfluous expression. Now he even said such frivolous words

Jun Mochen realized later that his face immediately sank and strode away from the kitchen.

What was he doing just now?

Chu didn't dare to look at Jun Mochen when she served dinner in late autumn. She buried herself in eating and pointed her head at Jun Mochen's handsome face.

Jun Mochen was helpless and felt a little cute. Just now, there was some menglang. This little thing was frightened by him.

"I'm going to town later. Do you have anything to buy except potatoes and mushrooms?" Don't break the silence.

Chu wanqiu paused with his chopsticks and whispered, "you can buy whatever you want... By the way, buy some sewing. Some of your clothes are broken. I'll help you mend them."

Jun Mo Chen's eyes were soft: "good!"