The uninhibited concubine who loves his wife

Chapter 83 His Heartache (3)
"My lord, don't tell such a joke, it's not funny at all."

"My husband didn't joke with you!" He growled painfully in her ear.

"It's only three things, I won't give you a third chance to walk away. Although I'm poor and squeezed out by others, I also have dignity..."

"My husband knows... there will be no third time." Yes, he was too narrow-minded.He thought that his anger would buy him something, but he ignored one point, this woman didn't have that deep affection for him.

In other words, if he doesn't care about her, she probably won't take him seriously in this generation.Not to mention what you don't care about.Because she doesn't take the initiative to care about a person at all.

Bai Xinran bit her lip, tears rolled down from her eyes, before they fell, they were all sucked away by his skirt.

The wetness on his chest made Yan Moyu feel nervous, and her suppressed emotions made his heart ache.

Realizing that she was hugging him with both hands, he was overjoyed, and was about to speak when he was suddenly pushed by the woman, and his arms were suddenly empty.

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say, my lord, please go ahead." The woman turned her back to him and pointed to the door.

"..." Yan Moyu's face turned dark with anger.Dare he say so much, but she didn't listen to a word? !

At this moment, Yan Moyu really wanted to catch her on the couch and beat her up. What woman could do that?

Want to drive him away?She thinks beautifully!
If he could leave, he wouldn't have rushed here!
With a dark face, he lifted the corner of his robe with his big hands, and sat majestically on the stool that Bai Xinran sat on before——

"Bang———" Suddenly, a sound came from behind.

Bai Xinran turned her head abruptly, she couldn't hold back when she saw this, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

I saw a certain man sitting on his back on the ground, and there were a few broken pieces of wood under his buttocks, which were obviously her wooden bench.

The stool in her house was rotten and rotten, how could it bear a strong man over 1.8 meters.

Looking at the man's handsome face, which was darker than the bottom of her pot, Bai Xinran immediately turned her head, raised her foot and walked out the door.It's better to seldom see this kind of thing, lest it's not worthwhile to be killed and silenced.

Just as she stepped out of the threshold, a pair of arms were wrapped around her waist, and the man's warm and firm chest was tightly pressed against her back.

"Dye'er..."

"Go away! I still have a pack of rat poison at home. If you keep pestering me like this, believe it or not, I'll give you poison and throw you into the stinky ditch?"

"Are you willing?" Surprisingly, the man didn't get angry, but asked with a low smile.

Bai Xinran suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body.Shameless, start using the soft one after using the hard one?
"open!"

"Dyeer."

It was the first time seeing him like a rascal, Bai Xinran was both funny and angry.What did she do in her previous life to get such a thing?
Taking a breath, she tried to calm down her voice: "I'm hungry and want to eat chicken."

Hearing this, the man's tense body was visibly relaxed, he lowered his head, and responded, "Okay."

Reluctant to let her go, watching her thin back walk into the yard, he couldn't take his eyes off no matter what.

Compared with chicken, what he wants to eat now is her.

It's just that he knows that if he touches her now, let alone take her back, he probably won't even know where she is tomorrow.

At noon, Bai Xinran brought the roast chicken to the table, the two sat opposite each other, neither of them spoke.It's just that the man was so attentive that he almost poured all the pot of roast chicken into Bai Xinran's bowl.

In this kind of place, under this kind of environment, the man who lost money doesn't dislike him at all, and Bai Xinran admires his endurance.

Maoshan Village is like spring all the year round, and the sunshine in winter is warm and harmonious, like covering everything with a warm quilt, which is dazzlingly red and warm.

In the afternoon, Bai Xinran climbed to the top of the mountain to the west with a machete, looking at the rolling hills, enjoying the peace given by the earth.

However, if one ignores the man who has been following behind him, the mood may be calmer.

Sitting on a haystack, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, she secretly sighed.

I don't know how long this man will stay here?
Looking at the lonely back, Yan Moyu walked over, resisting the urge to hold her in his arms, and sat on the ground next to her.The dark blue wrought robe set off his elegance, but he didn't care about the damage to his image at all. He imitated her and sat cross-legged on the weeds, staring at her calm face with deep eyes. .

"What's so good about this place?" After a long time, he spoke in a low voice, breaking the calm.

Lifting her eyelids, she gave him a sideways glance, Bai Xinran withdrew her gaze, and asked indifferently: "Then what's so good about the capital?"

"..." He was speechless.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and there are some things that people like you will never understand."

"..."

"Since I was a child, I knew that I had no one to rely on, so I studied hard, so that I could have a bright future one day. It was not until I finished reading and entered the society that I realized that life had just begun. I have no background, no connections, and I have to rely on myself for everything. I finally got a stable job, but I still dare not relax. The special occupation makes me even more sloppy. If I make a slight mistake, maybe my job will be lost. Will not be guaranteed. But for the sake of living, I have to insist... When I first came here, to be honest, I wanted to die. Compared with the bustling city, this place is really not a place for people to stay. But later, Gradually, I feel that this place is pretty good. Although I can’t communicate with the people in the village, at least I can live freely. I don’t have to worry about sleeping on the street one day, and I don’t have to worry about starving to death when I lose my job...” She didn’t know why Talk to him about this.Maybe it was because she told him her background so that she could speak out without any scruples. Anyway, he already felt that she was lying to him, and if she said it, she would pretend to be lying to him even more.

Listening to her quietly, Yan Moyu tightened his eyebrows, trying to keep calm with his cold handsome face, but the shock and horror in his heart made him so excited that he couldn't suppress the frenzy in his heart.

He didn't quite understand what she said, but he knew she was talking about her past, a past that was incompatible with 'Bai Xinran'...

she really is...

At this moment, only one word comes to mind in Yan Moyu's mind—resurrecting the soul with a dead body!

"Ran'er?" He subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch her, but his hand froze in mid-air and trembled slightly.

Seeing his movements, Bai Xinran smiled slantingly: "What? Is it a bit like seeing a ghost in broad daylight?"

Yan Moyu looked at her tightly, and suddenly grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. "Whether you are a human or a ghost, you are always the wife I am marrying. If you are really a ghost, at worst I will set up an ancestral hall for you in the mansion to enshrine you."

(End of this chapter)