Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Untie his cloak and gently cover it on Du Cao. Ji Shumo smiles gently. Leaning against the big tree, he closes his eyes and begins to rest.

Du Cao didn't sleep well. The events of the last life seemed to rush into her mind.

"Huangfu! Asshole

The duckweed let out a cry and sat up.

This sound wakes Ji Shumo who just fell asleep.

Ji Shumo frowned: "grass, who are you calling?"

Du Cao sat there, only to feel the color of blood in front of her eyes. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses. She looked at Ji lyric, and her eyes were all confused.

Looking at Du Cao like this, Ji Lyric Mo did not care about the others. He rushed over and hugged Du Cao: "Xiao Cao, what's the matter with you?"

The warm embrace finally warms the ice cold heart of Du Cao.

Rational a little bit back, Du Cao vomited a mouthful of turbid gas, whispered: "don't worry, I'm ok."

"Grass, do you have nightmares? Who were you calling just now? " Ji Shumo frowned, a little strange. If he heard right, Du Caogang just called, but what's huangfuchi's name?

However, Du Cao was born and grew up in this small mountain village. How could he know the name of shiziye in Jingkang palace?

These two people, how can not have the intersection.

Where does duckweed know his name?

She only remembers the unbearable things in her dream, and the most terrible thing is that all the unbearable things she has really experienced.

Holding Ji's waist tightly, his voice trembled: "don't ask me, hold me tight."

"Grass?" Ji Shumo holds Du Cao tightly and feels that her body is trembling, even more confused.

Du Cao didn't speak, so he held Ji Lyric Mo tightly, as if only in this way, the uneasiness and fear in his heart, can be less, less.

Since the rebirth, duckweed has been surrounded by those nightmarish past. All the time, duckweed thinks that those can be passed. Now it seems that even if he no longer cares about this life, he is unwilling to die in vain in the last life, right?

Sure enough, no matter how to avoid, the gear of fate will connect the people who will meet.

Think of here, Du grass is relieved, since can't escape, then head on.

Ji Shumo felt that Du Cao's body was not rigid. He was relieved. He gave a kiss on Du Cao's forehead and said in a soft voice, "no matter what happens, I will accompany you. I won't leave you alone."

"Really?" Duckweed suddenly looked up. Under the fire, duckweed's eyes were watery, with eagerness and expectation.

Ji Shumo looked down at Du Cao's eyes and said sincerely: "really."

"I believe you." Du Cao chuckled, then found a comfortable place in Ji's arms and closed his eyes.

Although he closed his eyes, in fact, he didn't sleep at all.

Thoughts all of a sudden, it floated to a good far away.

In her last life, she fell in love with that man, but ended up in the street.

I remember at that time, he was also like this, all kinds of promises, but later

Duckweed really, do not want to believe those promises, because it is too funny.

Although he didn't know what duckweed was thinking, Ji Lyric Mo knew that duckweed in his arms didn't fall asleep at all. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of duckweed's eyes. He said softly, "don't be afraid, I'm here."

Du Cao's heart was severely shocked. She didn't open her eyes, but her tears were more and more turbulent, as if she wanted to vent the grievances accumulated in the past two generations.

In this way, Ji Lyric Mo flustered God, in a hurry to wipe more and more tears.

Suddenly, Du Cao grabbed Ji's hand and opened his eyes: "if you dare to cheat me, I will cut you myself."

"Good." Ji Shu Mo dotes on a smile, takes out the handkerchief which carries with him, gently wipes Du Cao's tears.

Du Cao looked at the handkerchief in Ji's hand and felt familiar: "Ji's handkerchief is mine, isn't it?"

"Yes." Ji didn't deny it. He gently raised his mouth and his face was gentle.

Du Cao thought about it carefully. If he didn't remember it correctly, the handkerchief was used to wipe his tears last time?I thought I had lost the handkerchief before, but I didn't think it was hidden by someone with a heart.

"Ji Shumo, it turns out that you have been wrong with me so long ago?" Du Cao chuckles and grabs the handkerchief in Ji Lyric Mo's hand, teasing him.

Ji Lyric Mo is not angry, nodded: "in fact, earlier."

"Well? Earlier? " Du grass frowned, a little surprised: "well, what do you like about me?"

"I don't know." Ji Shumo some dull back, and then said with a smile: "I've fantasized about the future wife's appearance for countless times, but did not expect that it would be you like this."

"What? I've wronged you for this? " Du Cao frowns, this unfortunate child, what does this mean?

Ji has never seen such a unreasonable woman.

Looking at the insolent appearance of Du Cao, Ji Lyric Mo just felt that it was not lovely. He stood up, took people into his arms and laughed: "I'm very glad that I'm not wronged. Fortunately, it's you, and it can only be you."

"Bah! That's very nice Du Cao's mouth is hard, but his heart has been laughing for a long time. I didn't expect that although the child is young, he is still very sensible.

So noisy, two people can not sleep, sitting in the moonlight, relying on each other, looking at the beauty of the sky.

"I remember the last time I came here, you didn't know how to speak, Xiaomo. You know, you were really lovely at that time."

Du Cao thought of the boy who couldn't speak but was stubborn, so he couldn't help laughing.

"You're lovely, too." Ji Shumo thought about the duckweed at that time, but he had no reason to laugh.

Where's cute?

Duckweed didn't think she was cute at that time.

Looking at Ji Shumo's smile, Du Cao also followed him with a silly smile: "I really hope that our future days are as sweet as they are now."

"Yes." Ji Shumo firmly holds Du Cao's hand and makes a solemn promise.

Du Cao knows that Ji Lyric Mo is just comforting himself. Although they are not old, they are destined to be different from ordinary children in this life. At a young age, they have to bear a deep hatred.

In a word, it's quite the same.

Thinking of this, Du Cao was in a good mood again. He put his head on Ji's shoulder and said with a smile, "there will be another hour when the sun will come out. Will you accompany me to watch the sunrise?"

"Good." Ji Shumo is not good at words, but as long as it is what Du Cao wants, he will unswervingly say good.

Du grass frowned, some dissatisfaction: "you this child, how so boring?"

"Boring?" Ji Shumo frowned. Why didn't he feel it?

Du Cao white Ji Lyric ink one eye, and then giggle out a voice: "it's not so boring."

Although agreed to watch the sunrise together, but the weeds or heartless sleep in the past.

When the sun rises little by little, it's really beautiful.

Ji looked at the sun, and looked at the grass on his shoulder, only to feel that the world is not so bad.