Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 159 Warmth (4)
Needless to ask, she also knew that she didn't remember anything because she was drunk at the time.Drunk people are all kinds of perverts, some cry, some laugh, some sleep on the side of the road, some beat people with punches, some talk nonsense, but they are true words after drinking, of course, drunk people are also special He is bold and can do anything.She really couldn't guarantee that she was drunk and would not do anything.

The clothes on Ye Qianze changed.

Did she really want to strip him naked and rape him?
Ye Qianze smiled and kissed her again, causing her to stare angrily. He reached out and picked her up from the bed, hugged her in his arms, and sat on his lap. Han Chulan was not used to him This kind of pampering, but also greedy for this kind of warmth. "You didn't take off my clothes, but it's true that you hugged me and kissed and bit me. Young Master Yang and Yuan Que can both testify."

Oh my goodness!

She still kissed and bit him in front of Yang Tingxuan and Yuan Que.

Han Chulan's face became hot, she pinched Ye Qianze lightly, and accused in a low voice, "Why didn't you stop me?"

Ye Qianze still smiled, "It's rare for you to take the initiative, why should I stop?"

"Shameless!"

Han Chulan cursed in a low voice.

Ye Qianze responded with a chuckle: "Lan'er, have you ever heard a saying that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. I have been with you for a long time, and I have been influenced by you."

Doesn't that mean she's shameless?

Han Chulan cursed in her heart.

"Have a headache?"

The mellow voice was like a soft wind blowing on the face, making Han Chulan feel very comfortable.

"It's hurting."

Ye Qianze stretched out his slender fingers and rubbed her temples, "In the future, don't drink anymore, even if you drink, you can only take one sip."

"I've only had two drinks." Han Chulan replied casually.

Dare to feel that two cups are still very little.

"Do you want to drink two jars?" Ye Qianze tapped her nose lightly with a smile.

"You mock me."

"No."

"It sounds sarcastic to me."

"You heard wrong." Ye Qianze still smiled gently.In front of Han Chulan, he became more and more gentle and considerate. Of course, he became more and more courageous in stealing fragrance, and his sexy lips would always fall on her forehead at every opportunity.

"Qianze, do you have hangover soup?" Nestled in his arms, Han Chulan asked.

After poking her forehead again, Ye Qianze replied in a warm voice: "Yes, I have already cooked it for you and brought it in." He stood up, and Han Chulan who was nestled in his arms was naturally covered He picked it up and carried it to the table.

"If you kiss me again, I guess I'll have to wash my face a few times before I can see people. It's full of saliva. Also, I can walk on my own, just hug me if you don't move." Han Chulan, who had enjoyed the favor of a beautiful man, wanted to criticize Ye Qianze, Ye Qianze poked her lips again in a good-tempered manner, "I don't know good from bad."

Wiping her mouth, Han Chulan became a little annoyed, grabbed his shoulders, pulled, she greeted Ye Qianze's lips again, bit him a few times, then pushed him away with revenge, sat upright and went Eat the hangover soup that Ye Qianze cooked for her.In fact, it is mung bean soup with licorice and brown sugar.

"Sweet." Han Chulan took a sip, her eyes sparkling.

"The one with brown sugar." Seeing the light in her eyes, Ye Qianze knew that the little daughter-in-law loves sweets.

"It tastes good, did you cook it yourself?"

"I cooked it myself."

"pleasure."

Han Chulan felt that the hangover soup was sweeter.

After finishing a bowl, she asked Ye Qianze who was sitting beside her, looking at her tenderly, affectionately and dotingly: "Is there any more?"

"I only cooked one bowl."

Han Chulan was slightly disappointed, smacked her lips, and muttered, "Why are you so stingy, won't you cook a few more bowls?"

Ye Qianze rubbed her loose long hair helplessly: "It's evening, and we will have dinner again soon, so eat with your stomach."

Smacking her lips again, Han Chulan muttered a few more words in a low voice, but Ye Qianze couldn't hear clearly.

"I'll help you tie up your hair." Ye Qianze said and got up to get the comb.

He adored her black, shiny, soft hair.

"Ah."

Han Chulan did not refuse.

Ye Qianze brought a comb, stood behind her, and helped her comb her hair.

"Qian Ze, help me comb a cloud bun, will you?"

"it is good."

"Can you comb?"

"meeting."

"You're not a woman, why do you wear those buns?" Han Chulan asked curiously.

Ye Qianze was silent.

Han Chulan knew that it must be another story.

After a while, Ye Qianze said in a low voice: "My mother also has beautiful hair like a cloud. She likes to change all kinds of buns, so my father combs her hair every day, one bun a day. In this way, I know how those buns are done after I saw them for a while, but I never had the opportunity to personally comb her favorite buns. Now, Lan'er, I have a chance."

Han Chulan sighed softly: "Mother is probably the happiest when she combs her hair every day."

In ancient times, men were superior to women. No matter what kind of background a woman was born, once married, she would regard her husband as the god. When only women served men, there were no men serving women. Even if there were, it was very few.Men's arrogant self-esteem makes them unwilling to comb their wives' hair. It is hard to find in ordinary people's homes, let alone wealthy nobles.But her father-in-law, whom she had never met, once loved her mother-in-law so affectionately, put down her figure and identity, just to win the heart of the confidante.

A woman would envy a woman with that kind of husband.

"My father will also cook for my mother and cook a lot of food that my mother likes to eat. My mother will also cook for my father and son. One of them is the most honorable prince and the other is the most honorable princess. When they return home, they But they are like ordinary couples." Ye Qianze gently combed Han Chulan the cloud-fu bun she requested, and talked about the years before he was eight years old, which were the happiest time in his life.

"If you want to live a truly happy married life, you have to leave everything behind when you return home. No matter what your status is outside or how capable you are, when you return home, you will play the roles of husband and wife. The relationship between husband and wife is People who are equal and well-versed in the way of husband and wife will do a lot for the other half they love, and will not just enjoy without giving.”

Her actual in-laws, who are smart, did just that.

Although she hasn't met the real parents-in-law yet, she can also realize that her father-in-law really loved her mother-in-law very much from the past that Ye Qianze occasionally talked about.

As for the father-in-law remarrying now... Maybe she is not playing the role of the father-in-law's son and daughter. Her opinion is more pertinent, not as resentful as Ye Qianze.She thought that once her mother-in-law died, her father-in-law would be single again, and as long as she was single, she would be eligible to pursue happiness again.She thought that her mother-in-law might not agree with her father-in-law to spend the rest of her life alone.

(End of this chapter)