Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer

Chapter 197 Brings the mood

  Before going to bed, Yang Lan'er asked her silly husband.

   "Did Wang Qing send the list?"

   Tan Anjun came out of the bathroom in lewd clothes, went to the table, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

   Then he smiled and said, "He gave it to me before going to bed. How about we go to the county seat tomorrow?"

  Yang Lan'er lay on the bed leaning against the pillow, flipped through it, handed the paper over, and said with a smile: "Alright, see if there is anything else you want to add, please, we'll buy it together tomorrow."

   Tan Anjun lifted the blanket and lay on the bed leaning on his little wife, and said with a happy smile: "Let me see, what's missing in my house?"

“The Paren Family is indispensable every day. There are seven things to do in the morning, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. Ma'am, there's a big difference between being married and not being married. Look at this pile of stuff. I think it's better for a woman to be in charge of the house. "

  Tan Anjun had a headache when he saw a piece of paper containing words written densely.

Yang Lan'er looked at the roe deer in astonishment, seeing that he really did not like taking care of the tasks in the inner house, so he did not say much, and picked up the paper with a smile: "I go to the county seat tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"Good,"

Tan Anjun lay down and pulled his little wife into his arms, and said with a slight smile, "Tomorrow we'll all go to the county seat, I feel uncomfortable at home, he said, so leave Xiaojiu to guard the house in the valley."

  In Tomorrow Valley, other than Su Yongyuan, if there was no one of his own, he was a little worried about the children, after all, the others had just signed the deed, and they had not been with them for a long time.

"All right, let's go and come back tomorrow. Actually, my idea wasn't to carry it around, so we could do things more comfortably. "Yang Lan'er thought that they had rings, and after thinking about this, he was unwilling to bring an oil bottle.

Tan Anjun was also aware that they currently had a storage ring, so there was no need to bring Xiaowu and the others there, as long as they paid attention when they returned, there would be no major problems, either, he hugged his little wife and kissed: "OK, don't let them follow."

  Yang Lan'er had a pink face, and said flirtatiously: "Don't hold it, it's a bit hot to let go of your hand."

   Tan Anjun hugged even tighter when he heard those words, with a rippling smile on his face: "It won't work, I won't be able to sleep if I don't hug you."

   Only a fool would let go when the warm, fragrant, nephrite jade was in his arms.

   Tan Anjun closed his eyes and remained silent, but his rough breathing betrayed him.

Yang Lan'er laughed softly, turned around and fell into his arms, slowly drawing a circle with his fingers on his chest, slowly pressing down on his jaw, exhaling like blue and saying: "Master Tell a joke."

  Tan Anjun was about to distract her, panting quickly and replied: "Alright, tell me."

Yang Lan'er pursed her lips and continued to laugh. He decided to tease her, cleared his throat, and said softly, "There is a man and a woman. That man is a scholar. To show off her talent, on the wedding night, she opened the door. The bride's veil, seeing the bride's beautiful eyebrows, beautiful like flowers, I feel happy.

   Tan Anjun half closed his eyes and said, "Then?"

Yang Lan'er smiled cunningly: "Then, he pulled out the upper stanza. If the bride is right, it will be the bridal chamber. The top stall he took out was: New partner, new bed, new bed, what would you do if your future husband?"

   "The bride has a newlywed room, is the bride and groom out?"

   "The bride is just a girl from an ordinary family. He doesn't know what to do. He was anxious and intelligent, so he said:"

   Tan Anjun opened his eyes and looked at her.

   "Pff! Haha ..." Yang Lan'er looked at her silly distorted husband's face, and fainted with a smile.

   Tan Anjun shook his head helplessly, and cursed with a smile: "You're all bored, sleeping."

   "Sir, why don't you smile?"

   "Miss, do you think you're going to enter the county seat tomorrow, so you don't dare to work hard for your husband, um, let you be so presumptuous?"

Uh! It seemed, perhaps, he got carried away!

  He closed his eyes: "Sleep!"