Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 722 It’s not the turn of outsiders to make irresponsible remarks about my woman.

Song Yuanping's expression changed, and then he laughed crazily.

Why is this woman so interesting?

His appearance frightened Peng Jingxiang, and she became more and more at a loss what to do.

"Yuan Ping, stop laughing. What on earth are you thinking? Tell me."

Song Yuanping looked at the woman with her head lowered and her voice as thin as a mosquito, "Tell me first, what do you think?"

How could there be such a strange idea?

How long had it been since they got married, and she hadn't made any big mistakes, so why should she be divorced?

Did he not do enough during this period to make her worry?
"I...what did I think, I don't know?" Peng Jingxiang was a little at a loss at this time, and she felt more and more unsure, "I...I just wanted to follow you no matter what, you said I Whatever is wrong, I will correct it, just don’t let me go.”

"Why would I not want you?" Song Yuanping saw that she was about to cry, and pinched her face distressedly, "You are good to my parents, and you are also considerate to me. Why would I not want you, such a woman?" Woolen cloth?"

"Ok?"

The twists and turns happened too quickly, and Peng Jingxiang was a little confused, "This...don't you want to divorce me?"

"Never stop, never stop in this life." Song Yuanping didn't expect that it would be so easy to say it for a lifetime, but that was because she was standing in front of him.

Peng Jingxiang was instantly happy and jumped up excitedly, "Yuan Ping, you promised me that you wouldn't let me go. I'm so happy."

Song Yuanping looked at the woman and smiled, and he also laughed, the kind that came from the heart.

Perhaps plain happiness is more suitable for him.

Some people are destined to look up to, and there will be someone to accompany her radiant light.

And he...had it too.

Early the next morning, Peng Jingxiang looked at Song Yuanping differently, with a hint of the shyness of a little daughter.

"Yuan Ping, come back soon."

Song Yuanping curled his lips and said, "Yeah."

Li Jinfeng looked at the good relationship between his son and his wife, and thought that the better they were, the sooner he would be able to have a grandson or granddaughter. As long as he could have one, he would not be afraid of anything.

Nowadays, there are really few families in their village who favor boys over girls.

After all, there are such good examples like Fu Jiujiu. The same is true when a daughter is capable. If she lives well, the people around her can also take care of her.

Song Yuanping was directing the workers to build the house according to the requirements of several purple clay pot masters. In fact, he didn't have to do it himself, he only needed to use his hands.

People who have been on the battlefield have a sense of dignity and intimidation when they go to that station, and workers do not dare to be lazy and slippery.

But Song Yuanping would occasionally help move rocks and so on. He would take a rest when he was tired, and then move again when he had rested enough.

It was time to take a break at noon. The weather was hot, so Song Yuanping went into the hot spring villa to drink some water.

Li Caiyue's room is in the corner and is not big. After all, she is not suitable for sharing with others in her current state.

She doesn't want to, and others don't want to either.

Originally, she didn't want to come to the Hot Spring Villa, but then she thought about it, she could see Song Yuanping here every day.

She heard Song Yuanping talking to Chen Bao's family and went out excitedly.

When Chen Baojia saw the woman coming this way, his face changed with fright, "Why did you come out?"

Li Caiyue's eyes dodge, like a frightened little rabbit, which is heartbreaking. She knows a little about what happened to her, and Chen Baojia didn't say anything harsh.

After all, Fu Jiujiu just let him watch and didn't say why.

"I...I want to work."

"Why are you working like this? My aunt has told you to rest. You should go back quickly. There are children among the guests today."

The Chen Bao family also wanted to take the overall situation into consideration. Which child would not be afraid looking at this face? He also knew that what he said was a bit hurtful, but it was the truth.

Li Caiyue looked at Song Yuanping as if asking for help, thinking that Song Yuanping was so upright and would say something for her.But Song Yuanping didn't respond, "Brother Bao, I'm going to your place for a drink of tea. It's too hot and my mouth is dry."

"Go ahead, I've made it for you." After Chen Baojia said that, he turned back to look at Li Caiyue.

"Go back quickly and come out when your face feels better."

Li Caiyue shook her head, "I have something to say to Brother Song."

"Oh, then go ahead and talk about it."

Li Caiyue looked at him deeply, resentful that this man delayed her from talking to Song Yuanping.

It was noon, and Chen Bao's family had to take care of the guests' meals, so they left without saying a few words.

Li Caiyue pushed the door in and closed the door behind her back.

Song Yuanpingyuan thought it was Chen Bao's family who had returned, but when he heard the sound of the door closing, he thought it was a little unusual. Why should the door be closed on such a hot day?

He turned around and asked, "Why is it you?"

Li Caiyue looked at her coquettishly, but she didn't know that this face was really off-putting, even a little sinister.

But Song Yuanping had seen more terrifying scenes than this on the battlefield, and he was still able to maintain his composure.

"Brother Song, you really don't want to see me. Did I offend you somewhere?"

Song Yuanping frowned, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door, "What the hell are you doing with the door closed?"

"You just broke out in a sweat. It's windy in the mountains. I'm afraid you'll be blown away."

"It's okay." Song Yuanping was a little impatient, "What's the matter with you? Didn't Brother Bao tell you to go back and rest?"

"I have something to do with you."

Song Yuanping said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

"I have something left at Uncle Peng's place. I was wondering if you could bring it over for me tomorrow."

Song Yuanping nodded, "Okay, what is it and where is it?"

"It should be under my bed. I was in a hurry when I came here and forgot about it."

Song Yuanping nodded immediately, but it was just a casual matter, "No problem."

Song Yuanping was really hot. He held his clothes with his hands and moved them back and forth to let in the cool breeze.

"Yeah, you're sweating so much, let me fan you."

Song Yuanping looked at the unruly woman and was so frightened that he quickly backed away, "No need."

"Brother Song, do you dislike me? I know I must be ugly like this."

Song Yuanping kept looking in the direction of the door, "Whether you are ugly or not has nothing to do with me."

Whether other women are beautiful or ugly is none of his business, and his own wife is not beautiful to outsiders either, but he just thinks she looks good.

Song Yuanping thought of his wife, his eyebrows softened a lot.

Li Caiyue looked at Song Yuanping, "Brother Song, you are such a good person, as is Sister Jingxiang, but...it's just that she doesn't seem to be worthy of you."

"Shut up!" Song Yuanping said sternly: "It's not my wife's turn for you, an outsider, to make irresponsible remarks."

Li Caiyue was a little shocked. Peng Jingxiang was really not worthy of Song Yuanping, but Song Yuanping was still so protective of her.

Not only was she not angry, but she felt that she had good taste and Song Yuanping was a good man.

She must have it.

The time was wrong. It was set for early tomorrow morning. It will be updated three times today.

(End of this chapter)