Friends of Women of All Worlds

The end is terrifying!

A sword flying immortal, the body is safe, but the spirit is dead. .

Chapter [-] Zhu Yuyan came to the door

Beichen and the three came to Huayin, probably because they were used to this place when they were Xiaoao World, so he still planned to settle here.

I bought a yard directly, neither big nor small, neither conspicuous nor shabby.

Since living here, the eldest grandson has become obsessed with feeding chickens, growing vegetables in the yard, weeding, etc., just like a good farmer's wife.

Although she is not as pampered as a princess, she is very satisfied with such a life.

Fan Qinghui was in charge of three meals a day. Although it was not very tasty, Bei Chen still ate it with relish.

In fact, Fan Qinghui also knew that what she made was not delicious, but Beichen never said it, instead she often praised it, which made her both moved and blamed herself.

This is how a family is. Even if the food made by their woman is not delicious, they should praise them. This is not kneeling and licking, but a kind of petting.

Looking at Beichen who came back, Zhangsun put down his hoe, got up and walked over.

"Husband, you are back!"

"Hmm~"

Beichen handed over a dozen taels of silver to her, "This is today's harvest, I'll leave it to you."

The eldest grandson took over the silver taels, and he was very happy. Even if he had 12 taels in hand before, it was not as satisfying as the small dozen taels now.

Seeing that her hands were covered with dirt from the weeding process, Bei Chen held her hands in the palms of his hands, and then pulled her to the basin next to him to wash them.

While cleaning her, he said gently: "Your hands are precious, I don't want them to be wronged, do you understand?"

Changsun allowed Beichen to wash her hands, but his eyes were full of affection, and there was a kind of happiness surrounding her.

"Yeah~ My concubine knows!"

After carefully wiping her clean, she got up, and then sorted her somewhat messy sideburns.

Originally, she thought that she would be tortured with Beichen, but what awaited her was infinite love and happiness.

Now even if she was given the status of the queen, she would not take a look at it, because her body and mind were handed over to Beichen.

"Husband~ I'm so happy!"

Indeed, Beichen is really kind to his woman.

Seeing her eyes wandering, the mist was hazy, Beichen pulled her into the room, then lowered her head and kissed it.

The eldest grandson has a plump figure, white and tender skin, and the fragrance of a woman is flowing all over her body. This is a top-quality woman, and people will move their index fingers just by looking at them.

"Uh~ husband, I want a child, can I?"

"Good~"

For a moment, an indescribable voice sounded in the room.

……

Outside the courtyard, a woman looked at the portal of Beifu, her eyes full of complexity.

This woman is naturally Zhu Yuyan, the Queen of Yin, and I saw her muttering to herself.

"Little thief, after you play with me, you just want to walk away. It's not that easy."

She was about to enter, but was stopped by a voice.

"Zhu Yuyan? What are you doing here?"

Ok?

Zhu Yuyan turned around, but it was her old nemesis, Fan Qinghui, who raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it you? Fan Qinghui? Are you really the same woman from Beichen as rumored?"

Fan Qinghui said with a happy face: "I am my husband's wife."

Zhu Yuyan was even more upset when she heard the words, and looked at her coldly, "Don't you claim to look down on all the men in the world?"

"Heh~ I don't look down on anyone, I just look down on my husband, what can you do?"

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"Heh~ I don't look down on anyone, I just look down on my husband, what can you do?"

Zhu Yuyan was in a hurry, she asked herself why she didn't need Fanqing Hui, why did Beichen treat her so well, but he didn't pay attention to her after she pushed her forcibly?

"Old nun, we haven't played against each other for decades, let's decide the winner today!"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she raised her hand and slapped Fan Qinghui.

The cultivation of Grand Master Fan Qinghui is naturally a means of not being afraid of her being the peak of a grandmaster.

"I'm not what I used to be."

After he finished speaking, he also slapped a palm.

bang~

"Hmmmm~"