The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 269 You go back to the palace
This oppressive feeling made Yuncheng very uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly.

"Let go! Roja!"

Luo Jia restrained his paranoia and let go of Yun Cheng's hand. The hotness between the two disappeared in an instant and only condensation remained.

A cute smile hung on his face again: "Yuncheng hasn't tied an apron for me yet, how can I go?"

Yun Cheng pushed Luo Jia's back to him, and then stretched out his hand to tie him.

"All right."

"Can Yuncheng light a fire for me?"

"Yeah." Yun Cheng stepped into the kitchen, because he didn't like making noise, so there was no one in the house.

Later, Qiaoniang couldn't come to cook because she had to farm.

Only myself and Luo Jia are left at home.

Yun Cheng poked the flame inside the stove twice to make the flame burn more vigorously. As the flames jumped, Yun Cheng felt as if he had heard what Luo Jia said just now.

"For me, the matter of Yuncheng is not a small matter, but a big one."

For some reason, these words reminded Yuncheng of eating popcorn when he was at his grandparents' house a few years ago.

Yun Cheng forgot to give Luo Jia a clip, but Luo Jia squeezed the popcorn with his bare hands in the hot tongue of fire in order to let Yun Cheng eat popcorn.

This little brat is so squeamish, with tears in his hot eyes, but he wants to let himself eat rice flowers with a smile.

At that time Yun Cheng asked him: "Does it hurt?"

Luo Jia seemed to be crying "It hurts~~"

"However, in my eyes, allowing Yuncheng to eat what he likes is more important than my hands."

Yun Cheng lowered his head, thinking about the past few years, vividly in his mind.

At the very beginning, Luo Jia confessed his love every day, and when he saw Yun Cheng, he would say it. Even Yun Chengxiu's ruthless way still felt that the fiery feelings, with their scalding temperature, almost burned her up.

Once, Luo Jia really pushed Yun Cheng into a hurry.

Yun Cheng said something, then do it for me.

Then Luo Jia has been true for so many years, and he did it for Yun Cheng to see.

For so many years, Yuncheng has washed clothes, never cooked, never washed dishes.

There is hot water and hot meals every morning when I get up, and it has been like a day for several years.

Three meals a day are set at fixed times, and I have never been late for a quarter of an hour.

No matter how late Luo Jia was, he would come back to cook, and no matter how late the party was, he would come back to sleep at night.

All year round, every season's clothes are all made by Luo Jia.

Before going to bed every night, put the next day's clothes on Yuncheng's bedside.

For Yuncheng, the female workers' embroidery and cooking skills are all at full value.

Even the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are constantly learning, and they are already a little aura.

Because Yuncheng once complained that the hair is long and not easy to wash.

Afterwards, every time he washed his hair, Luo Jia did it for him, and Yun Cheng only had to lie down.

In fact, Luo Jia is so good that even Yun Cheng himself feels that he doesn't know what is good and what is bad.

but……

Yun Cheng sighed.

She couldn't bear the consequences of breaking her heart again.

She still has revenge, and she still needs to return to the fairyland.

She can't and can't.

"Your mother, you wrote me a letter today." Yun Cheng poked the fire twice, smelled the smell of the kitchen, and said without raising his head.

Luo Jia was cooking with a spoon: "But what did you say?"

"Say I miss you and let you go back to the palace earlier."

After Yun Cheng finished speaking, without waiting for Luo Jia to answer, he continued, "It's been a few years, you should tidy up recently, go back for a few days."

"At least let her meet."

Luo Jia lowered his head, with a look of loneliness on his face, is he not good enough?

"Yuncheng, don't you want me?"

The voice was hopeless and depressed, like a dog abandoned by the world, pitiful.

Yun Cheng restrained the thoughts in his eyes, and his voice was as usual: "Why did you say that, your mother misses you, and you go back and see you, and come back again."

(End of this chapter)