Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chapter 407 Warmth
Xiangyang City.

Night falls.

Chen Mo finished dinner with the girls and when they were leaving one by one, Yi Shiyan secretly came to Chen Mo and whispered with a blushing face: "Husband, you must come over tonight, I have a gift for you." I want to give it to you.”

Chen Mo pinched her little face and said that she would go there.

Chen Mo knew that he would be very busy tonight.

But there is no way. Since he has provoked so many women, every woman has to take care of him.

If you want family harmony, you must not pamper your concubines and destroy your wives.

Although Wu Mi may not say anything, the impact on the family is huge.

So he went to Wu Mina first.

It's also unfortunate that today is the last day of menstruation, so of course Wu Mi can't accompany Chen Mo.

"Husband, you go find An Niang. During your absence, An Niang followed Ning Yuan and was busy with the restaurant every day in order to prevent herself from thinking about you all day long. She lost a lot of weight. Sometimes she is free. "When I was here, I saw An Niang holding the things your husband gave her many times and looking at them blankly for a long time," Wu Mi said.

"What about you, Mi'er?"

"I'm fine, and I'm still menstruating, so I can't accompany you, my husband. It would be too selfish to let you stay again." After marrying Chen Mo, Wu Mi also learned from the Hou Ye's wife. identity.

Chen Mo hugged Wu Mi into his arms: "If you have such a wife, what more can a husband ask for?"

Wu Mi Ruxing blinked her eyes, and took the initiative to kiss Chen Mo: "Husband, go quickly, An Niang is probably anxious."

As expected, Han Anniang was waiting for Chen Mo.

The doors are all ajar.

Chen Mo entered the room. Under the dim light, a graceful figure appeared in his eyes. She was wearing a brown skirt. The fabric was thin and had a hazy flesh color. It outlined her beautiful figure like a gourd, and she could faintly see it inside. The little clothes are laced. Her cheeks were delicately made up, and her red lips were as red as roses. She had obviously applied them when she returned to the room after dinner.

Han Anniang is one of those plump beauties, so even if she is a little thinner, it is difficult to tell if you don't look carefully.

"Erlang, you're here." Han Aniang's voice was soft, filled with endless joy and longing, but her reserve prevented her from throwing herself into Chen Mo's arms like Yi Shiyan.

But after Chen Mo closed the door, he stepped forward and took Han Anniang into his arms: "Anniang, you have lost weight."

"They said I look better if I lose weight, so I want to lose weight." Han Anniang snuggled into Chen Mo's arms, sniffing Chen Mo's body greedily, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Sister-in-law, you have a perfect figure. You don't need to lose weight. It's fleshy and comfortable to touch." Chen Mo became dishonest.

Hearing Chen Mo's change of address, Han Aniang immediately understood. After all, these had been agreed upon before. She blushed and said, "Uncle is so dishonest. He started touching him as soon as he came here without talking to him first."

"We'll talk about it later without delay."

Chen Mo picked up Han Anniang and walked towards the bed, still squeezing her hands.

Han Anniang also thought about it, and she had already adapted to this kind of married life, so she wrapped her hands around Chen Mo's neck very cooperatively.

Chen Mo put Han Anniang on the bed and took off his clothes.

Han Anniang also wanted to undress, but Chen Mo said: "Sister-in-law, just wear it."

Han Aniang: "..."

Her face turned a little red, but instead of refusing, she turned her back and lay down.

As a result, Chen Mo said again: "I want to look at my sister-in-law's face."

Han Anniang was very obedient. The autumn wind at night was very strong, blowing in through the gap in the window sill and causing the bed to sway.

I don’t know how much time passed.
The lights in the room were still on, and the house was a little messy. The bellyband and robes were thrown on the ground, and the straps of the bellyband were broken.

The curtain was pulled up again, releasing the heat inside. Han Aniang lay on Chen Mo's arm. She was wearing a tattered skirt, half-covered and full of temptation. Her cheeks were slightly red, and there were some thin threads hanging on her face. sweat.

The long-term irritability and boredom were relieved, and even my spirits improved a lot.

"Uncle is getting more and more powerful." Han Anniang rubbed Chen Mo's chest with her hands and said with tenderness on her face.

Chen Mo gently stroked Han Aniang's jade back and asked about the restaurant: "How is Fuze Restaurant?"

"It's not bad, but business is not very good from June to September, and the customers are tired of hearing about the storybook you wrote, uncle, and want to know the plot behind it." Han Anniang said truthfully.

"It's a hot day, and August and September are busy harvest seasons. Of course, few people eat hot pot. But winter is coming soon, and business will pick up during this period." Chen Mo kneaded the dough. He said: "As for the script, you can write to me."

"Aren't you afraid that your uncle will be busy? How dare you bother uncle with such a trivial matter," said Han Anniang.

"It won't take long to write a storybook." After saying that, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, and then asked about Ning Wan.

"She's okay. As expected, uncle provoked her, but it's okay. Now the sisters in the house regard her as uncle and your woman." Han An'iang said.

Chen Mo: "..."

That's fine, it saves him having to announce it later.

After lying there for a while holding Han Anniang, Chen Mo suddenly got up, got out of bed and put on his robe, then turned around and picked up Han Anniang: "Sister-in-law, it's time to go to Xiaolu."

"Just go and take me over to Nu's house." Han Anniang said with a red face, knowing what Chen Mo had in mind.

"Xiaolu said he had a gift for me, and he brought his sister-in-law over to have a look."

"Uncle, wait until I get dressed."

"No, just put on the quilt in the yard next door."

……

In the room in the courtyard next door, Yi Shiyan was waiting nervously and expectantly, her skirt bunched up in her hands.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the house.

Yi Shiyan raised her eyebrows and sat down by the bed obediently.

Soon, the door opened.

Yi Shiyan was wearing the same green dress she wore when she married Chen Mo, and her long hair was coiled up as it was during the wedding. She had obviously just taken a bath, and her skin still had a bit of blush. She was already nineteen, and her hair had faded away. The greenness reveals a bit of the bright flavor of a little woman.

When she saw Chen Mo, Yi Shiyan was overjoyed at first. When she saw Han Anniang in her arms, her face stiffened again and she pressed her skirt tightly with her hands: "Sister An, why are you here too?"

"???"

The shy Han Aniang's expression was also stiff. After all, she and the other party had served her uncle more than once. It stands to reason that when she came with her uncle, she would not show such a panicked expression. She felt a little uncomfortable and frowned. He asked with an eyebrow: "What's wrong with Xiaolu? Don't you welcome me?"

"No."

Yi Shiyan reacted quickly, knowing that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly stood up to greet him.

(End of this chapter)