Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Didn't he say he wouldn't let you out of the yard?" Jun Mochen eagerly welcomed him. His long worry made his tone sound not so good: "why don't you obey?"

Chu late autumn bypassed Jun Mo Chen and walked into the yard: "I'll go to the town to hand in embroidery."

Jun Mochen frowned and strode to keep up: "if you want to go to town, you can tell me that I can go with you."

Chu wanqiu smiled politely: "how funny! I've been bothering you all the time. I can go myself."

Jun Mochen bit his teeth and wrung his eyebrows: "Chu wanqiu, I have something to say to you!"

"I don't want to hear you!" Chu wanqiu's tone took a trace of indignation, and then returned to calm: "you don't have to say, I know."

Don't remind her again. She has reminded herself all the time, so let her have some dignity.

She is not a mangy dog. She has to kill him. When that day comes, she can go without him.

Jun Mochen sighed heavily and stopped tangled with this remark: "I picked up a lot of wild eggs today."

Chu's eyes drooped in late autumn, with a faint tone: "you're very powerful."

Jun Mochen's eyebrows locked again. For the first time, he felt powerless. He wanted to explain, but Chu wanqiu didn't listen. He ignored the little thing.

Chu wanqiu ignored Jun Mochen's attitude. She immediately started embroidery when she entered the room. Jun Mochen looked at the bulging small package and burst green veins on her forehead.

I received so many embroidery jobs at one time. Does this little thing want to kill himself?

At this time, Chu wanqiu's embroidery hand also stopped. She touched out her small purse and then took out ten Wen to Jun Mochen.

The tone was gentle and polite: "I made some money today. In the future, I will give you some money every time I take it. It's just food money. If it's less this time, there will be more and more in the future."

After this sentence, Chu wanqiu obviously felt that Jun Mochen's aura had changed, and the sense of oppression she had not seen for a long time made her unconsciously shrink.

"You must calculate so clearly with me?" Jun Mochen is gnashing his teeth when he speaks.

Chu wanqiu didn't dare to see Jun Mochen, but whispered, "no, otherwise?"

Isn't she doing what he says? So why be angry?

Jun Mochen pinched Chu wanqiu's chin and forced Chu wanqiu to look at her: "are you in such a hurry to draw a line with me? You just want to leave? "

Chu wanqiu's eyes turned red in an instant. She bit her lower lip and didn't speak. This man can rake upside down. Who wants to draw a line with who?

Chu wanqiu's silence was tacit in Jun Mochen's eyes. He bit his teeth hard, and then fiercely held Chu wanqiu up.

Without saying a word, he threw Chu wanqiu into bed, and then pressed his body up.

Chu wanqiu struggled hard, but without struggling twice, her hand was pressed on her head by Jun Mochen, and then her hot lips burned her skin.

"Jun Mochen, you let go of me..." Chu wanqiu's soft voice became broken and stained with panic: "please, let go of me. I'm afraid."

Jun Mochen breathed heavily. His hand slipped into Chu's clothes in late autumn. His smooth and delicate skin made him love it, and his kiss became more urgent.

If she gets possession, she won't lose it. Will she still want to leave him?

Chu wanqiu's tears surged out, and she was wronged and angry: "Jun Mochen, you bastard, you don't want me to finish, but you don't even keep a clean body for me."