Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 162 Drunk

  After a while, Mother Yang brought a few bowls of honey water from the stove and placed a few bowls on the table, letting them drink a bowl of drunkenness when they were drunk, he said, and he wanted to feed the last bowl for his daughter.

  Tan Anjun helped his little wife to stand up, and smilingly apologized to Mother Yang: "Let's go back to the room and feed her, let her sleep after drinking."

   The little wife in his arms was half drunk, drunk and charming, she did not want another man to peek. It doesn't matter if you say he's stingy or feels right on his own, in short, men have an exclusive mentality towards women, regardless of men in any period of time.

Mother Yang suddenly felt that the son-in-law was taking care of her daughter very carefully and meticulously, so she nodded with a smile, looking at the son-in-law who was walking in front, with a face full of comfort like an old mother, and followed behind with honey water to send them back to their room.

"Mother, leave this to me. You were busy all day today. Go and rest. " Tan Anjun helped his little wife lie on the bed, covered her with a blanket, heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and respectfully looked at Mother Yang's path.

   "Well, look after Lan'er, I'll take care of the kids." Mother Yang looked at the girl on the bed and smiled, walked out of the room and closed the door. Seeing the daughter-in-law treating her daughter well, I felt her daughter had good eyesight at the time.

   Tan Anjun helped his little wife stand up, and stuffed two pillows behind her to make her lean more comfortable.

  Yang Lan'er stroked her forehead, pouted and said, "I'm not drunk, why don't you believe me?"

Tan Anjun didn't want to break up with the drunk, so he echoed, "Hehe, okay, you're not drunk, you're here to drink this bowl of honey water, this is specially made for you by my mother, all right, drink up and sleep well."

  Drunk people always yell that they are not drunk.

Yang Lan'er was a little drunk, squinting at the smile in the cheap man's eyes, knowing that he didn't believe her, he was annoyed for a while, and stressing: "I really wasn't drunk, I wasn't, you go to drink with everyone."

  He can take care of himself without her. This man sincerely looked at his joke.

   "Yes, my wife is not drunk, the drunk is her husband." Tan Anjun persuaded.

  Yang Lan'er really wanted to roll her eyes and give them to her, but sometimes a drunk person could not control her expression, rolling her eyes as if her eyelids were cramping.

  Tan Anjun looked at his little wife with drunken eyes and flushed cheeks, and slowly raised the corner of his lips: "The drunken beauty has a pink face, and he never forgets the soft, flirtatious words, shy, and tender."

  Yang Lan'er wanted to stare at him, but what kind of poetry was he dragging right now? But given that he was drunk at the moment, he gave up.

  By the way, he doesn't think he's drunk, ouch! Dizziness, headache, he needs to sleep a little.

   Tan Anjun saw his little wife narrow her eyes, smile attentively, stand up and put down the bed curtains, and go out to socialize.

  Yang Lan'er opened her drunken eyes slightly, and when she heard that the cheesy minister closed the door, her footsteps left, and she stepped into space.

When he submerged his entire body into the bathtub, Yang Lan'er sighed comfortably. He was afraid that he would fall asleep again, so he immediately took a war bath, put on his lewd clothes and got out of the room, lay comfortably in bed, and fell into a deep sleep in no time.

When Yang Lan'er stroked her head and woke up from thirst, her head was like pasta. He doesn't know what happened in the past. He thought he was sleeping in his bedroom in his previous life, so he grabbed a cup from the bedside table next to him.

   "Well, I'm so thirsty."

   "Miss, have you woken up, do you have a headache?"

   The heavy voice of the man rang out, Yang Lan'er slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Tan Anjun in confusion, his mind so confused that he was almost tied up, snap! She slapped her body blankly, and announced domineeringly: "Grandmother, I want to drink water!"

   Tan Anjun was stunned while gripping his aching heart, flushed with a stern face, and almost made him laugh angrily.

   "Silly! I want to drink water."