
Tan Anjun stood at the entrance of the hall, lowered his head and examined himself carefully, after confirming that he was not covered in blood, he took a deep breath, opened the door and stepped in.
The door was pushed open, and everyone in the room looked in unison.
Tan Anjun received the baptism of everyone's eyes, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on the little lady sitting on top, and saw her smile slightly: "You're back."
You back.
The light and shallow chant was so warm, caressing his heart, making his heart tremble a little, he did not see the panic on everyone's face, only seeing his little wife laughing and talking to the children.
Is this storytelling?
"Dad, did the bad guy run away?" Kun'er jumped up from the chair, ran to hug his thighs, and looked at him expectantly.
Tan Anjun rubbed his head, and said gently, "Well, I caught it."
Then raised his head towards the servants, and ordered: "The bandits have been dealt with, everyone comes back and rests."
"No!" Everyone bowed and slowly walked out of the hall.
"Dad, you're amazing!"
"Well, let's go, we'll all go back to sleep." Tan Anjun held the hand of his little wife and smiled gently.
"Dad, how many bandits are there?"
"Twenty People"
"Dad, how did he get to our door?"
"Step up."
"Dad, can you tell us how you captured the bandit leader?"
"held with both hands"
Tan Anjun: "..." Is it done?
Tan Hankun followed the couple, chatting and asking endlessly.The other children did not say a word, but they all listened with their ears raised, lest they miss the beautiful description.
Yang Lan'er listened to the conversation between father and son, covered her mouth and sneered, does she need to answer her son's question so briefly?
But he was grateful that Kun'er's thinking logic was so clear, he was good at finding problems, and dared to ask, it seemed like he would guide the children to think more in this case, often asking, asking, and don't blindly follow, rely, or be confident - Listen to your own voice more, which is very conducive to an increase in thinking logic.
Yang Lan'er smiled and said: "Okay, kids, hurry in and get to bed early."
After seeing the children rest, the couple returned to the master bedroom.
Tan Anjun went to the bathroom for a short shower, changed into a lewd outfit before returning to bed, saw his little wife leaning on the bed and looking at him with cold eyes, with a smile on her lips: "What was? Can't 'n't sleep?"
Yang Lan'er hummed lightly, looked at his lewd clothes coldly, and said in a flat voice: "Did you go to war with that lewd outfit earlier?"
"Well, no one notices this at night, besides, wearing lewd clothes is cool."
"Oh, Madame. Qian saw you in a lewd outfit?"
Hearing the sour tone of his young wife's cold tone, Tan Anjun's back felt cold, his scalp numb, he threw away his face, and said with a flattered smile: "Mrs, my lady, how could other women have the opportunity to see the husband's body, body and mind? It's all yours."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment, with an enlightened expression: "Oh, my husband understands, the woman wants to check if my husband's body is injured? Tell me earlier, I'll take it off for you soon. "
After he finished speaking, he quickly took off his lewd clothes and threw them away.
Yang Lan'er was angry: "You ..."
Shameless! Who said it depended on his body, he caught a glimpse of his muscular body from the corner of his eyes, and his old face became hot.
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