Farming concubine you are so sweet

Mrs. Chu was still a little muttering in her heart. Now she is completely sure that Yao is not a good thing.

What the village head said can be false?

She snorted angrily, "some people are really bad. Fortunately, I didn't believe it. How can it be good if my granddaughter turns against me?"

What else do you want when you turn over?

Ma Tianshu pretended not to know. He looked at Yao and old lady Chu suspiciously: "what are you talking about?"

"No, nothing..." Yao fled the yard in dismay.

Mrs. Chu didn't want to stay any longer. She shouted to the kitchen, "good granddaughter, grandma, go back first. Go home and see your mother when you're free!"

When the yard was clean again, Chu late autumn came out with the meat.

She looked at Ma Tianshu with a smile: "thanks for uncle Ma's help. You can carry the meat."

"This is not the way." Ma Tianshu frowned and said, "when we find a good time, your mother's uncle can also help."

Jun Mochen said coldly, "I've found a way."

Ma Tianshu sighed helplessly, "I said Jun crazy, can you have a little human flavor? You look like a wooden stake and ice pimples. It's unbearable. "

Jun Mochen snorted with disdain: "I didn't let you bear it."

Ma Tianshu: "

Sure enough, he still doesn't like this smelly boy!

Seeing that Ma Tianshu left angrily, Chu wanqiu looked helpless: "can't you be polite to others? He helped just now? "

"He said I was a wooden stake." Jun Mochen's tone did not fluctuate: "he slandered your husband so much that you still helped him speak."

The man seemed cold, but his sight was extremely hot. Chu wanqiu unconsciously blushed.

She gave Jun Mochen a white look: "I'm too lazy to tell you, otherwise it must be nothing serious. I'm going back to the house to sleep for a while."

Jun Mochen followed and locked Chu wanqiu in his arms when he entered the room.

His voice was dull: "let me sleep again? Huh? The doctor said you can kiss. It's okay to kiss. "

Chu wanqiu glared at Jun Mochen fiercely: "you're okay to say. I'm sorry for you for asking such a thing."

"Kiss, I want to kiss you." Jun Mochen put his lips to Chu wanqiu's ears, and his breath became hot and ambiguous: "little thing, I like the way you just opened your teeth and claws."

The more this little thing shows its claws to others, the more he can realize her tenderness to himself.

When the hot thin lips were attached to the delicate skin, Chu wanqiu seemed to have been electrocuted and his body suddenly shook.

She hurried to push Jun Mo Chen: "you, don't always do this."

Why is her reaction getting more and more strange?

Jun Mo Chen looked at Chu's eyes in late autumn and said sincerely, "don't be afraid, it's normal and I like it very much... I really like it."

Chu wanqiu gradually relaxed. Jun Mochen was glad to see her eyes like silk. He knew that this little thing could bloom for him at any time.

It's a pity that he now... Didn't the strange old man really mean to tease him?

He sighed regretfully and grabbed Chu wanqiu's small hand all the way down: "the little thing hurts me. The doctor said it's always bad to hold it."

"That's not what people say at all." Chu wanqiu protested in a low voice: "you heard it clearly at that time, but you always played hooligans with this sentence."

Jun Mo Chen's breathing was messy and ruffian: "I don't care. I'm just you want to hurt me."