Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

"What are you doing here?" Su Hongshan said in a stuffy voice that she didn't want to disguise her emotions any more.

But only she knew that at the moment of seeing Han Dazhuang, all the affectation and all the anger disappeared.

Han Dazhuang stepped forward, looked at Su Hongshan seriously and said, "I'll explain."

The voice is hard to hide the fatigue.

"Hum!" Su Hongshan snorted coldly, did not turn over and said in a stuffy voice:

"there is no need to explain. I will go to find a little husband to hold me tomorrow, and we will explain to each other when we are fair."

Looking at Su Hongshan, Han Dazhuang laughed and sighed helplessly:

"the woman is a dangerous person. She has mastered many secrets of the eastern Shu state and the Western moon state, and her martial arts skills are also very strong. Even if her Kung Fu is blocked by others, she can crack it by herself after a period of time, and even the prison cart and chain can't bind her 。”

"Spy? Or are they spies with high level of martial arts? " Su Hongshan's subconscious opening.

"Spy?"

Han Dazhuang hesitated a little, but soon realized that her spy and detailed work were the same.

I was surprised and then relieved.

His wife is such a strange person. Even if she was born in Xiangyang Village, she is also better than others. It is not surprising that she knows anything.

He nodded and said, "well, she is very good. I have to escort her in person."

Although Su Hongshan had accepted this view in her heart, she was still angry: "then you go there. Why do you come to me?"

"I'm afraid you'll be angry." Han Dazhuang said truthfully.

Su Hongshan's serious look made Su Hongshan's anger subside. However, she murmured coldly with the corner of her lip:

"I'm so easily angry, I'm not angry. It's my man who's been held. What's the big deal?"

As she said that, her sight fell on Han Dazhuang's waist again. She was dissatisfied. She hadn't held her strong waist for months, but now she has been held by a spy. It's too much.

"You go and wash it for me." Su Hongshan suddenly points to the road outside the door.

But just for a moment, he was disheartened and said: "forget it, you are busy. Don't wash it. Next time you show me, every inch of your skin is mine. If you dare to be touched, you will cut me off... Forget it, wash it clean, no, wash it ten times, soak for an hour..."

Han Dazhuang looked at her like that, and suddenly came forward and held her tightly in his arms , as if to leave a deep mark, chin against her shoulder, voice tired, a little hoarse and low:

"lady, I miss you."

I want to think of you when I look at the bonfire, I think of you when I look at the tree, and I can think of you when I look at the air.

"I..."

Su Hongshan could not speak out her angry words any more. When she was allowed to hold her, she felt that her nose was very sour, but her heart was warm, and her eyes were full of tears.

"I miss you too much. I miss you so much. I can't sleep... Wuwuwu... Han Dazhuang, you are too bad. How can you be so bad...

Su Hongshan can't help crying any more.

After months of depression, grievance, and disappointment and suspicion in the afternoon, they cried out together, crying out of breath, just like a child.

"Good or bad, good or bad, how can you be so bad... Wuwuwu..."

she threw herself in his arms and beat his chest. She was so strong, independent, calm and self-sustaining person, but at the moment, she was like a girl with affectation.