Chapter 182： stupid woman

Chapter 182 Stupid lady

In the valley.

Tan Anjun entered the bedroom with a wooden tray. The room was quiet at this moment, only shallow breathing was heard, and he put the tray on the table.

Sitting on the couch, she pinched Yang Lan'er's cheek, kissed the corner of her lips, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Lady, get up and eat. Little lazy pig."

Yang Lan'er muttered unhappily: "You are the lazy pig."

"Hehe" Seeing that the little wife didn't want to open her eyes, her heart softened, she must be exhausted, she touched her nose and said softly: "Lady, it's okay to sleep, let's eat first and then sleep, okay?"

He didn't want his little wife to go to bed hungry, her body would not be able to bear it.

"You feed me." Yang Lan'er closed her eyes and began to bargain.

"it is good,"

Picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. After washing up, Tan Anjun sat on a chair, let her sit on his lap, and fed her with his arms around her.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Sitting on his lap, Yang Lan'er suddenly became at a loss.

Tan Anjun hugged her tightly, and a joyful laugh came from his chest: "Don't move, eat obediently."

"Sister-in-law, I'll do it myself." After Yang Lan'er washed her face, she also came to her senses, how dare she let him feed her.

Tan Anjun held her hand and said in a low voice, "Lady, be obedient."

Yang Lan'er blushed, this guy treated her like a child, but if he insisted, let her enjoy it.

After taking a bite of the dish, he chewed and said, "Master, Mom and Dad have gone back, shall we go back?"

Tan Anjun lowered his head and scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth. He said honestly, "The village is full of chaos now. Let's stay in the valley for now. It happens to reclaim the wasteland. We'll talk about it later when we return to the village."

Yang Lan'er doesn't want to go back to the village now, mainly because she doesn't know how to get along with the villagers.

If Tian Tian met a top-quality person like Qian Shi, she wondered if she couldn't help but kill?

"Okay, listen to my husband, I will hand over the matter of opening up the valley to my husband."

Tan Anjun nodded: "Okay, listen to the lady, and do whatever the lady arranges for her husband."

Yang Lan'er thumped him, "Let's talk about business, be serious."

This guy is talking well, but he's about to go awry again.

"My lady, what you are talking about is serious." Tan Anjun blinked his innocent phoenix eyes, but there was a smile in them.

A meal was finally settled between the two of them.

Yang Lan'er wanted to sit on the chair by herself, but Tan Anjun refused to let her, and instead hugged her even tighter.

"The chair is too hard, it's better to sit on my husband's lap."

Yang Lan'er was inexplicably depressed and depressed.

Tan Anjun felt it, and looked at her gently: "What's wrong? Is there something bothering you?"

Yang Lan'er shook her head, stretched her arms around his neck, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked softly, "Master, will you still be so considerate to me when I get old?"

I don’t know how long his favorites can be kept fresh? I just became sentimental for some reason.

But she couldn't help thinking that if one day, he was so gentle to other women, what would she do?

Tan Anjun lifted her chin, kissed her cherry lips, and gently rubbed them until the cherry lips were blushing, then nodded in satisfaction, and said with a light smile: "My stupid woman, your hair is so beautiful." Husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. When you are old, I will be as beautiful as ever."

"But, if you have an official position and some money, isn't it common for three wives and four concubines? Like the wooden landlord in Taoshu Village, he has eighteen concubines."

(end of this chapter)