Farming concubine you are so sweet

"You, I..." Chu wanqiu was incoherent and pulled out an embarrassing fake smile: "I've always been honest in my sleep."

Jun Mochen clasped Chu wanqiu's waist and didn't let her move. He picked his eyebrow and said, "so you blame me for sleeping in my arms?"

Chu wanqiu hurriedly denied it and said in a soft voice, "I don't mean that. It's my fault. Will you let me get up?"

Her voice with sleeping sound, not only soft but also waxy, although unintentionally, it stirred Jun Mochen's heart.

He hung his lips and snorted, "let go of you. What if you don't admit it?"

"I recognize, I recognize..." Chu Wan's autumn eyes are full of pleading color, and there is some grievance on his small face: "besides, it's me who suffers."

It's not a man who suffers from such a thing. He even wants her to admit it.

Jun Mochen's smile deepened in his eyes. He suddenly approached and sprayed his warm breath on Chu wanqiu's neck, which made Chu wanqiu's body feel numb. She unconsciously shrunk her neck.

Jun Mochen felt that Chu wanqiu was like a kitten. He reached out and touched her soft hair: "since you admit it, how about I pillow your arm that night?"

Chu wanqiu wanted to get rid of the current dilemma, so he nodded and promised: "yes, you can. Let me go."

Jun Mochen loosened his hand around Chu wanqiu, but unconsciously picked up his fingertips, as if he was greedy for the light temperature.

After breakfast, Jun Mochen had to go to the town. Before, he was alone and could make do without East and West. He didn't change his mind when he asked the matchmaker to marry, but now it's different

"Well... Can I go to town with you?" Chu's nimble eyes in late autumn flashed expectations: "I want to get some embroidery work to make some money."

Jun Mo Chen's eyes sank and his voice was cold: "what do you make money for?"

Save up twenty Liang to shoot and break up with him?

Chu wanqiu was not very happy to see Jun Mochen. He pulled his finger nervously: "I know you won't treat me badly. You are very kind to me, but my mother's life is not good, so I think... If you're not happy, I won't go."

She is too much. So many people say that Jun Mochen gossip that she has to lead embroidery to make money. Others may say that Jun Mochen is poor and can't support his family.

Jun Mochen's face was much better. Looking at Chu wanqiu's small head buried lower and lower, his heart became softer and softer.

After half a ring, he said in a deep voice, "if you want to go, then follow."

Chu looked up fiercely in late autumn, and the excited glow of the whole small face looked incomparably fresh, which brought warmth to Jun Mochen's eyes.

When they arrived in the town, they separated. Chu wanqiu found the largest cloth farm in the town, took a deep breath, and walked in with a decent smile.

The landlady was smiling, but when she saw the late autumn, her eyelids drooped: "shameless bitch, get out of here!"

Chu late autumn was scolded for nothing. He was a little angry: "your family opens the door to do business. You can make money by treating guests like this?"

The landlady snorted and sneered: "my family is a business, but can you afford to wear it? Don't you just lead embroidery? Don't think I don't know who you are. It's hard to know if you look like you. I don't live for the bitch who colludes with men. Get out of here! "

Chu wanqiu's face sank. As soon as she wanted to distinguish, she saw the landlady taking a chicken feather duster and pointing at her with an arrogant face.

"If you buy something and you take out the money, I'll compensate you right away. If you don't buy something, get out of here!"