Chapter 342

"I feed you meat and you feed me vegetables. It's cold and warm. Tell me, do you have a conscience?" Yi Hao frowned, extremely unbalanced in his heart*

After listening to Yi Hao's complaint, wennuan's eyes fell on the green vegetables held by chopsticks, and his thin eyebrows twisted up.

After being silent for a while, she found a reason for herself: "it's impossible for a family to eat well together? In that case, the cost of living will increase greatly. Some people eat meat, naturally others eat vegetarians. Just now you fed me meat, naturally I fed you vegetables! This is your own choice, you can't blame me!"

When wennuan said this sentence, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was very light, as if it was reasonable. It was really his own choice, and he couldn't blame her.

After hearing her arguments, Yihao pulled his whole handsome face for a long time and sighed helplessly. Yihao only opened his mouth and ate the vegetables, together with the rice stuck on her chopsticks.

Wennuan was so happy to see Yihao eat that she smiled at him, and then continued to eat, but in the process of eating, she raised her head and spoiled him for a while.

She said for a moment, "husband, my hand hurts so much. It really hurts!"

After a while, he said, "husband, you help others shout. Eat after shout!"

Later say: "husband, later people want to take a bath, you help me solve it!"

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I finally finished my first meal during the camping. Yihao groaned and packed up the disheveled dishes and chopsticks. When his eyes fell on the woman who pulled a big cloth and spread it on the ground and sat comfortably on it to enjoy the beautiful scenery, his sigh became more and more thick.

Don't we all say that we marry a wife to serve ourselves and bring tea and water for ourselves? Why does he think he married a wife and came back from trouble?

Not only do not take care of him, but also let him be as meticulous as a Bodhisattva every day. Really... Trouble!!

Thinking that she had just eaten, the woman made a series of conscious moves, and Yi Hao sighed heavily.

That is

Get up... Turn around... Step... Go away

A series of actions seemed particularly natural and comfortable. I didn't expect to help him do some housework at all.

Embarrassed, he found that since the woman found him, it really added countless troubles to him. He was lazy. The standard was to describe her, and she was sticky to death.

But in the end, he liked it very much. He really liked her sticking to him. Although he felt very upset sometimes, he was very happy and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

After finishing everything, Yi Haocai walked slowly to wennuan and sat down. He put his hand around her and asked in an advisory tone, "wife, let's go for a walk in the distance and exercise properly. It's good for the baby!"

After listening to Yihao's suggestion, wennuan immediately agreed loudly. However, when Yihao got up, she suddenly took out a hand cream from her bag.

Yihao looked at her puzzled until he saw her touch frost on his hand. Yihao shouted, "cold, warm, what are you doing?"

Wennuan completely ignores his ghost cry, touches the hand cream evenly to him, and then leads his hand to the distance.

"Husband, you are so hard, you have to cook and work. Those jobs are so tired, and washing vegetables and dishes hurt your hands, so you must take care of them!!" warm and persistent Yihao's hand said very seriously.

She held Yihao's hand and looked over and over several times. Finally, her soft little hand was clasped tightly with his slender but slightly thin cocooned fingers.

Feeling the warmth from his palm, the whole warm heart was almost warmed.

She held her arm and leaned against him.

Yihao let her lean against her, but walked up the river step by step. Her hand is very small, as if he could crush her hand with a little more force, but her hand is very soft and comfortable.

"Husband, if only we could take a walk like this every day, no one would disturb us, just the two of us!" he said contentedly, holding Yihao's arm and putting his head on his shoulder.

Yihao listened, and the corners of his mouth hooked up.

"Wife, we feel fresh for a day or two, but after a long time, won't you get tired of such days? I don't advocate doing it every day. We are social people, so we should integrate into the society and realize our social value. When we are free or tired and need to rest, we should find such a place to rest. Only in this way can we feel perfect!" Yihao said his opinion faintly.

After listening to his words, wennuan frowned deeply and thought for a while, she continued: "however, I just want to be with you. No one bothers us, let alone separates or blocks us. In this way, you can watch the stars with me every day!"

Say, warm also looked up at the sky.

It's not dark yet, so I can't see the stars at all.

Yi Hao doesn't understand why Nuan wants him to watch the stars with her every day. He doesn't think too much. He just says it casually as a woman for romance.

That night, they walked very far along the river. When they turned back, it was already dark.

When she saw the dark moon sky and the stars, she was so excited that she pulled Yihao's arm and asked him to watch the stars with her.

Yihao smiled, nodded and agreed. He returned to the camp. He had a request that the woman wash before he could see it!

Wennuan skillfully brushed her teeth and washed her face. Yihao also burned her feet with hot water. Pregnant women can't catch cold, so Yihao considerately brought her woolen slippers.

It's autumn now. It's really weird to wear such slippers.

However, reading is that Yihao cares about her, so wennuan didn't think about it and put it on directly.

In the daytime, Yihao went to the woods to find some dry firewood. He dug a pit in the four corners around the tent, piled enough firewood for one night, lit it, and then lay down on a super large square towel outside the tent.

Wennuan sees that Yihao is finally finished. As soon as he lies down, he moves. He moves his body to drill into his arms and rests his head on his arm