Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Isn't it just a piece of meat? What's the big deal! " Chu Xiaying muttered with an unconvinced face: "it's not worth a few money. I won't let you do any work."

Old lady Chu spat: "bah! How much is meat worth? What's that worth? By the way, didn't you go to hand in embroidery today? Where's the money? Bring it to me! "

Chu wanqiu was not interested in these two dogs biting dogs. Seeing that his mother would not be wronged for the time being, he was relieved. After a few polite words with old lady Chu, he went home with Jun Mochen.

"Why do you keep sighing?" On the way home, Jun Mochen asked in a deep voice, "but what do you want to say?"

Chu wanqiu shook her head and said in a stuffy tone: "my mother has been distressed about meat. Today, she has been saying that it is not the way to always take meat like this. If it goes on like this, the appetite of the Chu family will be bigger and bigger. In the future, she will not see the meat and will want other things."

She thought what her mother said was very reasonable. Now this practice is tantamount to fighting fire with firewood. To tell the truth, the meat is distressed not only by her mother, but also by her.

It's really necessary to honor the elders, but it must be the kindness of the elders. Now taking meat to Mrs. Chu is no different from cutting meat to feed the enemy.

Jun Mochen's tone was faint: "there are many meat in the family, and wild boars can often be hit. When the Chu family feels less, add some more."

"How can this be the same? It's hard for you to hunt. " Chu wanqiu grabbed his small eyebrows and looked serious: "you're so tired to call wild boars. Why give them food? They don't give money!"

Jun Mochen felt a warmth spreading in his heart. He looked at the delicate eyebrows and eyes of Chu late autumn.

The voice was hoarse: "do you love me?"

A blush slowly fainted on Chu wanqiu's face. She immediately tilted her head and stopped looking at him: "who, who loves you, I love meat."

Jun Mo Chen's eyes were warm and his tone was gentle: "your mother's business is that you don't have to worry. Just give it to me."

Chu wanqiu didn't know what Jun Mochen was going to do, but she felt relieved inexplicably, and her steps were light.

at night

Chu felt a heat source coming from half of his body in late autumn's deep sleep, and it was getting hotter and hotter, just like baking a fire.

She felt vaguely, and then opened her eyes in horror.

"Jun Mochen, Jun Mochen, are you okay?" Chu wanqiu kept pushing Jun Mochen with his small hand: "Why are you so hot? What's the matter with you? "

Jun Mochen suddenly opened his eyes, and then grabbed Chu wanqiu's arm. His scarlet eyes were deeply cruel.

His hand kept exerting force and roared at Chu wanqiu: "why do you do this to me? Say it! Why do you do this to me! "

Chu wanqiu's roared head was blank. She shook her voice and asked, "Jun Mochen, what's the matter with you? What did I do to you? "

"I'll make you regret it!" Jun Mochen's tone was gloomy and murderous: "I will never let you be a vicious woman."

After the angry roar, Jun Mochen's hand loosened, and Chu wanqiu couldn't wake him up.

Chu wanqiu thought of the scene of the wedding night. He immediately got up, put on his shoes, went to the water tank to scoop water, and wiped Jun Mochen with a cold handkerchief again.

Busy until it was getting brighter, Jun Mochen's heat subsided, and then she hurried to the kitchen.

He didn't turn back until breakfast was ready.

"Are you awake? I made egg soup. You can eat it while it's hot. " Chu wanqiu took the bowl to the bedside, scooped up a spoonful and blew it on his lips: "eat quickly, pad your stomach first, and then eat something else."

Jun Mochen didn't know whether he was in a bad body or in a bad mood. He kept frowning. When Chu wanqiu put the spoon to his mouth, his eyes were attracted by the bruise on Chu wanqiu's arm.

"I made it?"