Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 167 Innocence Like a Little Child

   "Heck ..., sir is so happy that he can't help himself." Brother Yang's son, Xiao Chenyang, kept making his knife.

   Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

  Bell lay down next to Bao'er's ear, and whispered softly: "Brother, the heart of spring ripples, do you think that's what Mister says? Anyway, I think it means something else."

  Bell thought he was quiet, but for those with high martial arts skills, they could still hear clearly.

   Tan Anjun gritted his teeth with hatred, and blue veins protruded from his forehead.

  After the kids went to class, it was raining outside, and everyone did nothing, so they went back to their room to rest.

  When Yang Lan'er woke up, it was already past noon, her eyelashes trembled and she opened her sleepy eyes, her whole body was sick and limp, she moved slightly, and could not help moaning.

  Tan Anjun heard the voice, put the bamboo cup and book in his hands, walked quickly to the side of the bed, sat down and stroked his messy black hair.

   "Mrs, I'm awake. Do you want water?"

   Yang Lan'er's eyes returned clear for a moment, and suddenly felt her throat dry and itchy, so she nodded: "Yes."

   Tan Anjun took the bamboo cup he had drunk from the table, refilled the warm cup, hugged his little wife, let her lean on him, and gave her water. "Are you still drinking?"

  Yang Lan'er shook her head, drank a glass of warm water before she felt her throat not burning, and leaned sleepily on her arm, smelling the unique smell of clear breath on her body, thinking about his uncontrollable demands last night.

The temperature on the mountain of rain was relatively low Tan Anjun was afraid he would catch a cold, so he took off his shoes and pulled them into his arms, slipped a blanket, lowered his head and slightly curved his lips: "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"

  Seeing her satisfied smile, she suddenly felt a toothache: "Bags!"

   "Hehe" sounded Tan Anjun's pleasant and low-pitched laughter.

"Battle beast!"

"he.he…"

   Tan Anjun lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said with a smile, "Mrs, I love you for my husband."

   "Yes." Yeah." The feeling of hunger is really uncomfortable.

   Tan Anjun got up and brought him some chicken soup, and fed him to finish it off slowly.

  Yang Lan'er glanced at the chicken at the bottom of the bowl, with a sneaky look in her eyes, she said gently, "I want to eat chicken, so feed me."

"it's good."

Tan Anjun glanced at his little wife, with a smile in his eyes, as if relieving his embarrassment, taking out a piece of chicken, putting it in his mouth, chewing it a few times, spitting out his bones, pinching his jaw, and looking at the stunned little wife, Under his gaze, he kissed her lips and forcefully opened his white teeth to pass through the chicken.

   Then he clicked his lips as if back to the taste: "It's so sweet and has an endless residual of flavor."

  Yang Lan'er chewed the chicken, and swallowed it under Xianggong's narrowed eyes.

   Woo...., who will tell him that there is still a wave of this operation?

   The tone changed: "Where are the sons?"

   "Su Yongyuan is teaching them."

   "Did everyone rest at home?"

   "It was raining outside, I was too busy a while ago, now I only rest for two days,"

  Tan Anjun seemed to be thinking of something, and smiled again: "It seems that the fourth brother and sister have not seen each other in the past two days. I only found out after asking Wang Qing. Guess where he went?"

  Yang Laner rolled his eyes speechlessly, this man still liked to play guessing, and said with a smile: "I guess he still lives in the cave."

   No need to guess. Even though one day she wasn't there directly, she still knew from Wang Qing's description in a few words that her parents were blown up that day. Now that his parents had handled it, he did not bother to become this villain.

   Tan Anjun brandished his thumb.