Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

Yuening felt that if he continued to be free to play by Feng Linghao again, he must have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly. She glared at him and stepped on his boots, and then explained, "Auntie Guiqiu, don't listen to his nonsense. I'm not angry. You don't know how good-natured I am. You all watched me grow up."

When he said this, Yuening felt that he had no confidence. It was Feng Linghao who did harm to him!

Guiqiu shook her head with a smile. "Before, she had a good temper, which was from outsiders. She didn't need to be so nice to her own men, but she also had to have a degree. Ha ha, my aunt tells you that a husband like Linghao should cherish and play with her temperament. It's almost enough! Well, my aunt has something to do first. You can't quarrel. You have to live a good life. "

With that, he took a peek at Feng Linghao.

Hi yo, what a pretty boy. Yuening is blessed.

Yuening was almost angry, hammered Feng Linghao's hand and said with shame and indignation, "I'm satisfied now. I can't even wash myself when I jump into the Yellow River!"

"There's something you can't wash. Didn't you say that I'm your fiance?" Feng Linghao's eyes were deep, and his dark pupils flashed with a playful smile.

Yuening looked back at her, hating iron but not steel. "You know that's prevarication. If I don't say that, brother Shuoji will surely catch you and lock you up. Hum! I should have saved you if I knew you had no conscience

This man is really pushing his luck, climbing up the pole.

After kicking Feng Linghao's feet, Yuening sprints into the room. Love e-books www.kuaitxt.com

Feng Linghao laughs and goes in, but Yuening pushes him out again and again, joking that he is going to drive him out of the house.

Neither of them knew that their "flirting" fell into the eyes of a barefoot girl not far away. However, the girl's face was as cold as ice, three points colder than the cold night in the desert. They were actually spying on Feng Linghao.

What Feng Linghao wants to do is the juice business of cactus. Just listening to it, all of them are to quench thirst and relieve heat. It should not be too difficult to sell them. That is, the price Feng Linghao said is a little daunting.

"Why don't we push down the price again? How can ordinary people afford thirty Wen Wen and a bowl of thorn tree juice?" Yuening calculated, frowned and said, they are a slum place. You say that there are still people to buy a pot of 30 Wen Wen, but she is not willing to have a small bowl to quench her thirst.

"These thorny sap is our trade secret. We must sell it at a price. Otherwise, when we open a shop, we can't sell it at such a low price?" Feng Linghao said with a smile that he had his own consideration, but Yuening was a local and was familiar with the local rules.

Yuening thought about it for a while, but decided to listen to Feng Linghao's words for the time being, "OK, you can prepare the thorn tree juice for me tomorrow, and I'll go out to set up a stall to sell it!"

Now that she has no work in the animal training Bureau, she can't spare any time. Feng Linghao simply makes these juices and she sells them!

It's delicate and she can't handle it.

Feng Linghao originally meant the same thing. He was a fake identity. It was not convenient to walk outside. Then he thought of another thing and said to Yuening, "what's more, our house should be changed. Do you want us to build another house or buy a house directly?"