Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 230 Self-harming cannot live
"How many leaves do you want to pick, miss?" Tan Anjun asked while putting a handful of leaves into the bamboo basket.
"The more the better." After he dug up some plants and moved them to the valley, he could eat zongzi whenever he wanted. If he opened a restaurant in the future, he could consider making a zongzi. When he thought about zongzi, the food he had eaten at Jiaxing in his previous life appeared in his mind. Meat dumplings, date candied dumplings, egg yolk meat dumplings ...
Tan Anjun looked at his little wife's brightly glowing eyes, and knew what food he was thinking about again, so he pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Oh, alright, alright, I'll spend the night here."
At the end of Shen Shi, Yang Lan'er stretched out her numb waist, inserted the last bundle of palm leaves into the ring, and struck her small waist: "Master, I don't pluck it anymore. Enough for a long time . I'll use this palm leaf tonight." Let me make some delicious food for you to try."
"Okay, wait for my husband."
"However, it will be ready tonight, and it will be eaten tomorrow morning." Zongzi should be cooked for several hours.
The corner of Tan Anjun's mouth twitched involuntarily upon hearing this.
After work, the couple found a stone cave under the wind to camp, after tidying up the cave, they immediately looked like home.
In the evening, they boil a pot of pheasants, boil a pot of rabbit meat, and add stir-fried mushrooms.Both serve a bowl each, and put the rest back in the ring for tomorrow.
Yang Lan'er stuffed the wrapped meat dumplings into the pot for cooking.This meat is the wild boar that was put in the room earlier, and this time happened to be used to make rice dumplings.
"Miss, I'll light a fire, you go take a shower." Tan Anjun grabbed the firewood in his hand and pushed it into a corner.
"Okay, you can't peek."
"Well, I turned around, don't worry."
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Suddenly, a pair of hands massaged his head with medium strength.When he opened his eyes, he saw the handsome face of the man behind him.
Inside the dark cave, the beautiful and graceful figure under the water was faintly visible with the water ripples Tan Anjun was touched by, his face flushed red, and he said with a grin: "Mistress, "Mrs, You can't sit down for your husband if you say that. Isn't that too unfair."
Yang Lan'er blinked, staring at her slowly slackening skirt, her heart racing, her hands clasping the sides of the wooden barrel too hard, her joints were a bit white, and she lost her voice: "Isn't it?"
Tan Anjun smiled wickedly, looking at the panorama of his little wife's nervous expression.
When his final cover was removed, Yang Laner suddenly turned around.
Following the sound of water splashing behind him, and the rising water surface slowly, a burning breath enveloped Yang Lan'er, gulped his saliva, and trembledly said: "You, you ..."
Tan Anjun took his little wife and sat on his lap, kissed her cheek, and said with an affectionate smile, "Madam, why are you afraid of me?"
Yang Lan'er's heart felt like it was burning, as if sitting on the stove, feeling uncomfortable all over, and said softly: "Master, wash, I'll be fine."
After he finished speaking, without a care of embarrassment, he stood up and came out of the bathtub with both hands and feet, taking out a piece of clothing to wrap himself up, she said, and quickly rushed to the bed to cover himself up.
Tan Anjun's deep eyes followed his little wife to the bed, looking down at the water, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he committed a crime and could not live.
Yang Lan'er was buried under the covers and wearing her raunchy clothes, she stuck out her head and saw the silly roe deer standing by the bedside, but she quickly pulled back her little head.
Tan Anjun lay down, dug the little beauty out of bed, bit her neck a few times, found her lips and kissed her ferociously.
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