Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Is it her illusion?

Then the duckweed blinked a pair of clear eyes and looked up at the Polaris that had come out of the sky. With the Polaris guiding the direction, he was not afraid even where he was.

Then he tentatively walked around for a few steps, determined a relatively hard road, and then pulled Ji Lyric ink to pass together.

Two people in the dark gradually down in the front of the night, deep one foot shallow one foot of the faltering walk, finally walked to a cave next to.

It can be said that a blind cat meets a dead mouse. Duckweed really wants to make a fire to keep warm now, otherwise he will catch a cold tomorrow and have to go home to take care of the vampires. It's not enough.

"For the sake of you fighting to save me today, my girl is kind enough to start a fire. Just sit here." Du Cao held Ji's arm and let him do it on a big dry stone on one side of the cave.

Then he quickly turned around to see if there was any hay nearby that could make a fire. Fortunately, he brought a flint when he came out, otherwise he would be waiting to be blinded now.

Don't say, there are some grasses here. It should be that some animals lived here before, settled here temporarily and brought some hay. Fortunately, they have made contributions to them now.

Poof! A bunch of fire red flames, instantly from the delicate hands of Du grass, constantly rubbing the two pieces of flint, jumped up, fell on the girl's feet have been ready for a pile of hay above.

The fire grew stronger and stronger until it swallowed up all the hay. A strong warmth wrapped them directly. In this cold winter, it was too happy.

"It's so warm. Why don't you take off your clothes and bake it?" Du Cao felt the warmth of the fire in front of her, and could not help stretching her slender neck, so that she could be baked by the fire to the maximum extent.

In this way, I would not catch a cold, but also warm my body. Then I took off the cotton coat I was wearing, shook the crystal clear melting snow on it, and put it aside.

On such a cold day, if you wear wet clothes and go out to look for Shencao tomorrow, it will not freeze out.

However, Du Cao's eyes just glimpsed, but he found that Ji Lyric Mo didn't move. He just looked at the fire in front of him.

His clothes are stained with snow. Why don't you take them off? Is it hard to be frozen without strength?

So, while thinking about it, Du Cao tentatively went to Ji Lyric.

And when Ji Shumo came slowly from the fire in front of him, he found a pair of weak, boneless and red hands caressing his skirt?

Mo Mou Meng's a cold, then took the sharp light to shoot to come person.

And obviously felt a sharp look, fell on his body of Du Cao, heart is also a surprise, in front of this seemingly wilt son silent youth, actually have such a violent momentum?

"Who are you staring at? I'm kind enough to take off my clothes and dry them for you. I'm afraid that your illness will aggravate your illness. Do you think I'm going to play a hooligan? I don't want to be a hooligan just because you are so shriveled. "

Du Cao is obviously not the one who swallows when she suffers a loss. Her kindness is also regarded as a donkey's liver and lung. Naturally, she can't just forget it. Then she directly stepped back two steps and opened up some distance from Ji Lyric mo.

On a pretty little face, it looks very lovely. In addition, some words that seem to be complaining make life even more difficult.

Ji Shumo understood Du Cao's intention, and just wanted to apologize, he heard the four words of withered figure. At this time, he only felt that his eyebrows beat a few times. No wonder Du Cao didn't think much of himself.

In modern times, a 13-year-old boy is at most an ignorant teenager who is still in junior high school. But now, this era is different. A 13-year-old man can stand up for his family.

What's more, the boy in front of her was destined to be good.

"Bean sprouts?" Originally, Du Cao, who was sulky in his heart, just wanted to turn around and return to the position he had just done, when he found that the boy behind him had moved.

He took out a stone from the corner and wrote a few words on the ground.

Out of curiosity, duckweed got up, and after seeing these words clearly, he was even more angry.

A small face, which was originally white and delicate, is even more red now. I don't know whether it is because of the scorching fire or the shame and indignation at the moment.

It's obvious that Ji Shumo was angry when he said that he had a shrunken figure, so he came back to him.

Well, she can see clearly, in front of this seemingly innocent ignorant youth, in fact, is a wolf in sheep's clothing, the belly is very black!The word "canthus must be reported" is very suitable to describe Ji Shumo.

"Oh, bean sprouts? Now I'm only ten years old. I'm not old enough to develop. You know what Du grass naturally can't eat this dumb loss, but it's helpless for its own body. Now it's really like an airport.

But she also can't refute, who let now of oneself, with those enchanting beauties have no way to compare?

Now this picture is only ten years old. No matter how well it develops, where can it go?

Not to mention the usual malnutrition, when I haven't awakened my memory, I'm not as shriveled as I am now. Then I just explained to myself and went back to where I was just now.

Overall, Ji Shumo won the game.

One day later, Du Cao had a comfortable life. Without the two unscrupulous parents to block him, and no one to call him, he was naturally comfortable.

"Since you think I'm a bean sprout, I'm not tired of seeing each other. Forget it, squeeze me to sleep." Du Cao knew that Ji Shumo's heart was a typical ancient thought, and he blushed at the contact between men and women.

But the more he couldn't accept it, the more she wanted to be angry with him. Who let him say that he was a bean sprout? Have the ability to wait for my mother to grow up, and then compare male and female!

Ji Shumo smell speech, a pair of ink eyes across a trace of consternation, seems to be don't understand, ducao why can put two people together next to sleep things, so straightforward and not ashamed.

"Put away your eyes, or I'll think you're in love with me." Du Cao turned over his cotton padded clothes baking beside the fire, and said to Ji Lyric Mo behind him without looking back.

Don't think that she can't see Ji Shumo's eyes. She knows with her toes that this young man must have looked at himself with a strange look behind his back. Don't you think that he is not shy or ashamed, and doesn't know the integrity of the girl's family?

Hum, she is not like these feudal and pedantic ancient people.