Farming concubine you are so sweet

Chu wanqiu's face was crimson, and her heart "plopped" jumped up. She buried her head shyly. The snow-white neck made Jun Mochen's eyes more and more profound.

The landlady also did what she said. Several clothes were very cheap. She asked Jun Mochen to go to the waiter to pay. In fact, she just borrowed a head to pay people off.

"Come here, little lady. I'll give you the embroidery." The landlady took Chu wanqiu's arm and whispered, "your man is nice to you."

A sentence made Chu wanqiu's face redder, and the boss's wife smiled even more: "it's still a new daughter-in-law. It's too thin."

After receiving the embroidery work, Chu wanqiu and Jun Mochen returned home. Chu wanqiu was busy and diligent, but Jun Mochen could see that her mood was not high.

Because there is deep worry in that pair of bright eyes, every hook of red lips is very reluctantly.

After dinner, Chu wanqiu was still running around. She had to be busy. She couldn't stop, otherwise she couldn't suppress her panic.

Jun Mochen sat on the chair and twisted his sword eyebrow. When Chu wanqiu passed in front of him again, he fished the man to his leg with his long arm.

Out of late autumn, she exclaimed, and then she was about to stand up, but Jun Mochen had great strength, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Her cheeks were red and her eyes were flickering, but she didn't dare to see Jun Mochen: "you, you... Will you loosen me?"

"Worried about your mother?" Although Jun Mochen is asking, his tone is very firm: "why don't you tell me?"

Chu's late autumn red lips pursed gently. After half a ring, he whispered, "worry about her, but it's no use worrying."

Jun Mochen's heart suddenly swelled with acid. He rubbed his head in late autumn with his big hand: "if you're worried, go back and have a look tomorrow. I'll come with you."

"Really?" Chu wanqiu's eyes lit up in an instant. She bent her eyes with a trace of flattery: "it's very kind of you!"

Jun Mochen felt that his heart was hit softly. He clasped Chu wanqiu's hand and tightened it slightly. Only then did he realize the incredible softness of women.

For a moment, my throat was a little dry.

In the late autumn, she felt that Jun Mochen's body was a little stiff, and the muscles on her arms were hard and with a burning temperature. She felt that she had been burned.

So she moved. Seeing that Jun Mochen didn't let go of her, she moved again. Before she let go of her, she moved again.

"You'd better not move!" Jun Mochen's heavy tone was a trace of danger: "if you move around again, you won't be able to go anywhere tomorrow."

Is he interested in this little girl film? It's trying to swallow people.

Chu wanqiu looked up at him wronged: "I don't want to move, but I'm in a panic..."

Jun Mochen breathed disorderly for a moment, but was immediately controlled. He loosened Chu wanqiu's tone and became colder: "don't talk nonsense, otherwise it's easy to say things."

Chu wanqiu didn't understand what Jun Mochen said. She climbed into bed happily: "go to bed and see my mother tomorrow."

Mrs. Chu said she was not allowed to go back when she was out of the Chu house, so she went back to see her mother. Mrs. Chu would not let her in, but no one would dare to stop her if you were with Mo Chen.

Jun Mochen looked at the clever and bright little thing on the bed, took a deep breath, and then strode to the bedside.

Before he lay down, he grabbed the jade arm of late autumn, unfolded it, and then pillowed it.

"You, what do you do?" Chu wanqiu was so surprised that she couldn't say anything. She couldn't move her arm: "you, are you playing a hooligan?"