Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

"To the emperor, my concubine."

Lin Ruo gently smiles and sends Huangfu Yue away.

"Niang Niang, it's time to take the medicine. Before leaving the palace, my wife specially told me that you are weak. You should cultivate yourself well. You can't have less than three bowls a day."

Yuhu came in with a big bowl of medicine. It was dark and bitter.

Looking at this big bowl of medicine, Lin Ruo only felt painful and would go crazy.

After taking a deep breath, she whispered, "aunt, this must be a joke of Xiaocao, isn't it? This must be a prank. I won't drink it. It's really bitter. It takes a long time every time! "

"Madam said, if you don't drink medicine, write to her. She said that she has her own way."

Yuhu snorted and began to threaten.

Hearing this, Lin Ruo had nothing to love: "Wu Wu, I'm going to turn into a bitter gourd when my aunt drinks like this."

"It's all right. It's all right to be a chubby balsam pear."

Yu Hu smiles, coaxes Lin Ruo to drink the medicine, and then inserts a hawthorn to Lin Ruo.

"It's made by my wife. It's sour and sweet. It's better than sweet preserves."

Jade lake gentle smile, looking at Lin if.

When Lin Ruo heard this, he felt warm in his heart: "the grass always looks fierce, but he didn't expect to be so careful and varied."

The jade lake is also gentle smile: "maidservant all lived these many years, but also did not see the lady such woman, warm time is like the sun, seems to be able to burn all around everything, but gentle time, but it seems to be * water, very comfortable."

Hearing this, Lin Ruo also nodded in favor: "yes, yes, aunt, I really like this little girl more and more."

"Cut, cut!"

Du Cao sneezed several times in a row and looked at Ji Lyric Mo with some sadness.

These days, I have been fooling around in Houshan every day. I have a cold!

What an unrestrained fellow!

Looking at the plaintive appearance of Du Cao, Ji Shumo had some helplessness and hesitated for a moment. Then he said in a low voice: "cough, that, don't look at me like this, OK? What's wrong with me? "

"I'm sick."

Du Cao looks at Ji Lyric Mo pitifully.

Ji Lyric ink this just reaction come over, stride forward, touched Du Cao's forehead: "don't have a fever."

"Wait till the fever is over!"

Du Cao's fierce White Season expresses ink one eye.

Ji Shumo, of course, knows what Du Cao is hating. He gently smiles and hugs Du Cao: "I'm not good. I'm wrong. Don't be angry, madam. Sister Du, you say, how can I punish my younger brother?"

"Ten days of truce! Otherwise, we can't talk about it! "

When Du Cao catches the opportunity, he must make good use of it, because he is too tired these days, and it's nothing else. The main reason is that he can't stand it.

"Six days!"

Ji Shumo snorted, six days is the limit.

"Ten days!"

Du grass gnaws his teeth, even dare to bargain at this time!

Ji Shumo grinds his teeth, then looks at Du Cao helplessly: "eight days!"

"Deal!"

Du grass nodded with satisfaction, and then seemed to be a provocative kiss on Ji Shumo's face. "But I has the final say from which day."

After another seven or eight days is their physiological period, when they can even rest for more than half a month, think about happy.

"Are you sure?"

Ji Lyric ink how can not know what she hit the idea, pick eyebrow smile, looking at Du grass.

"I'm not sure! Starting today! "

"Good boy."

Ji Shumo gently smiles and kisses Du Cao's face: "Xiaocao, should we start?"

Du Cao nodded: "I told brother Tang that there are too many 2000 people. Just brother Tang will follow us."

"Two thousand candidates for this one?" Ji Shumo looked at Du Cao straight, and said something sour.

It's coming again, isn't it?

Du Cao sighed helplessly at Ji's appearance, and then said in a low voice: "brother, look at me. I've given birth to your baby. How can you be so careful? Tang Ming is just my big brother. "Hearing this, Ji Shumo also smiles seriously. He looks at Du Cao straightly and says gently: "even if you are 70 years old and 80 years old, you are also the best looking drunk. Naturally, I want to look at you well. I want to look at you all my life!"

Hearing this, Du caowen hesitated for a moment and said, "if that's the case, I'll be willing to let you look at me all my life!"

"Good boy

Ji Shu Mo bowed his head and pecked at Du Cao's face.

Du Cao covered the place where Ji Shumo had been kissing, and frowned slightly: "didn't you say it was a truce for ten days?"

"Eight days."

Ji Shu Mo patiently corrected Du Cao's words, then held Du Cao and laughed: "truce is truce, but you didn't say you can't kiss you."

When on earth did this guy learn to be so glib and opportunistic?

What a shame!

Du Cao grinds his teeth, Ho Ho: "pack up, we should go."

Go? Where are you going?

Ji Lyric Mo Leng looked at Du Cao for a moment, then reacted, it's really time to go to the northwest.

"Let's go."

Du grass gently smile, looking at Ji Lyric ink.

Everyone is packing up to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Tang Ming suddenly found out in his conscience: "Xiaocao, what Prince is still in the back mountain."

Wang Ye? What kind of Lord?

Du Cao was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't recover for a moment.

Oh, Liu An, right?

Duckweed quickly responded, smiling at Tang Ming, a little embarrassed: "sorry, I forgot."

Liu An is very desperate now. He is really desperate. It seems that he has never been so desperate since he was born.

Now he just feels abandoned and forgotten by the whole world.

So at this time, when Liu An saw Du Cao, he felt a lot, even a little relieved.

"Do you know how to come here?"

Liu An took a deep breath and looked straight at Du Cao.

Du grass listen to this some can't laugh and cry, how to feel this child pitiful? Like a grumpy woman.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you. Since you don't have anything to do, you can go back first. You didn't do it, so you can go home."

Du Cao looks at Liu an very sorry and smiles awkwardly.

"May I go home?"

Liu An's excited tears are coming down: "really? Can I really go home? "

At this time, Liu An didn't care about Du Cao's attitude. As long as he could go home, it was more important than anything.