Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

There is no way to avoid it. Du Cao can only be forced to look at Ji Shumo like this. At this moment, his eyes are full of seriousness.

"Ji Shumo, don't mess about." Du Cao put his hands on his chest for fear that this guy would do something on impulse.

Looking at the alert appearance of Du Cao, Ji Shumo felt funny. He hooked the corner of his mouth and asked in a soft voice, "are you afraid?"

"Cough, that Ji Lyric ink, you see, I'm just a ten-year-old girl. Is it too early for you to tell me this? I don't understand either. " Ducao thinks it's best to play dumb at this time.

How can Ji Shumo not see that Du Cao is playing a fool?

She doesn't understand? If you really don't understand, when you look at the cypress, how can your eyes be full of affection?

"Grass, do you like me or not?" Ji doesn't ask anything else. He just looks at Du Cao's eyes and wants to see through her mind.

Do you like it?

Duckweed didn't know.

Since rebirth, this is how confused Du Cao is.

Don't cross a face to go, dare not see the eye of Ji Lyric Mo again, whisper say: "I don't know."

"Well, I'll wait for you." Ji Shumo didn't ask for it. He gently laughed, then stepped back, took Du Cao's hand, and walked home: "it's time for us to go back."

Du Cao seems to be a little daughter-in-law behind Ji Lyric mo. looking at the two people's hands together, I can't say the sweet feeling in my heart.

I like it.

Duckweed is not indecisive. It has always been a man who dares to love and hate and can afford to let go.

Although it's said that an old aunt in her thirties fell in love with a 13-year-old child, it's a bit ridiculous.

However, there is no reason to talk about emotional things.

I don't know when it started. In her heart, the shadow of the cypress is getting lighter and lighter. In front of her, the shadow of the young man is becoming clearer and clearer.

Think of here, Du grass's mouth hook up, sweet smile: "well."

"What?" Ji didn't hear it clearly. Looking back, he looked at Du Cao with some doubts.

In this case, it's very embarrassing to say it again. Naturally, I don't have the courage to say it again.

"Nothing." Du grass face as usual shook his head, then pulled back his hand: "I went to the kitchen to help."

Before they knew it, they had already returned home.

Duckweed blushed and escaped into the kitchen, gasping for breath.

Du Zhang was busy making dumplings at night. Looking at Du Cao, he felt funny: "what's the matter with you, Xiao Cao? Is there something wrong? Why are you so red? "

When Du Cao heard this, he felt his face like an electric shock. Then he whispered, "grandma, I'm not sick."

"Really? Why are you so red? " Du Zhang's family came from the past. How could they not know what happened to Du Cao.

"Grandma, I'm just in a hurry. My face turns red. I'll help you make dumplings." Du grass gently laughed, and then came forward to help make dumplings.

Du Zhang's see through don't say to break, light smile, then bow to continue to live in the hand.

"The suit you asked me to make for you is ready. Go and get it in my room." Du Zhang tilted his head and looked at Du Cao with a smile.

"Ready?" Duckweed was also very surprised: "Oh, grandma, I love you so much!"

With that, Du Cao gave a big kiss on Du Zhang's face and ran out happily.

Looking at the exquisite clothes, Du Cao was impressed. Grandma's hand was skillful, better than the best embroiderer in the capital.

After checking, Du Cao took his clothes and went to Ji's room.

Standing at the door of Ji's room, Du Cao hesitated.

Before, I would have taken the clothes, but now how can I feel so strange?

Hesitated again and again, duckweed chuckled, when in the end began to become so womanly?

"Xiaomo, are you there?"

The duckweed knocked on the door, no longer thinking about the mess.

Ji Shumo hooked the corner of his mouth, then opened the door: "how? Miss me so soon? "

"Bah, I'm not serious. I'm here to give you this." Du Cao white Ji Lyric ink one eye, unconsciously red face, put the hands of the clothes on the table, chuckled: "this is the way I draw, grandma hand sewed, you see, like it?""Did you draw it?" Ji Shu Mo's eyes brightened for a while, looking at Du Cao tenderly.

Du Cao nodded: "don't you say that you don't like the clothes in ningzhou clothing store and dislike their old appearance? I designed it myself, and I guarantee that it's new and beautiful. "

Finish saying, Du Cao opens clothes directly, walk to Ji Lyric ink side: "try?"

Ji Shumo looked at the dress, and he was secretly proud that it was designed by Du Cao himself. He gently laughed, and then untied his robe belt.

"What do you take off your clothes for?" The duckweed turned red and red.

Ji Lyric ink is a face of course: "you don't let me try clothes? How can I try if I don't take off my clothes? "

"Well, try it yourself!" Duckweed is embarrassed. I wish I could bite off my tongue. Duckweed, duckweed, what are you thinking? They just want to change clothes!

The more I think about it, the less I can look like it. Du Cao blushes and turns around and runs.

Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's back, but he can't help laughing.

Tough little girl.

Du Cao ran back to his room and worked hard for a long time to calm his heart.

He took the bronze mirror on the table and looked at himself with a red face in the mirror, with some disdain in his heart.

"Ducao, ducao, tell me about you. When you are old, you still think about other people's handsome boys. They are only 13 years old. If it's spread, will you be a man?"

Although that's what he said, looking at his tender face in the mirror, Du Cao suddenly felt relieved: "however, I'm just a ten-year-old girl now. Ten year old girl likes a good-looking little brother, isn't it OK?"

It's over. Is it difficult? Do you really like him?

Why do you take a fancy to him?

Du grass heart sweet Zizi, face hot hot hot, originally, like a person's feeling, is this?

"Ji Shumo, you are a demon who brings disaster to the country and the people." Du grass pulled his mouth, gently smile, between the eyebrows and eyes, are happy.

It was getting dark bit by bit, and then the sound of firecrackers came one after another. Ducao put away his thoughts, opened the door and looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky again and again. Ducao only felt that his heart was full of warmth and joy.

"Do you like it?" Ji Shumo came from behind, put his cloak on Du Cao, and gently laughed.

Du Cao tightened his cloak and nodded: "I like it. It's beautiful."

"What is this? The fireworks in Beijing are really dazzling." Ji Shumo took Du Cao's hand and said it gently.

However, after that, Ji Shumo had some regrets.

There is no reason for more sadness. In the past, those people who watched fireworks with him are now