Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

Cold sleepless: "

Well, he really doesn't know the emotional entanglement between his sister and brother-in-law, but it doesn't seem to matter.

Looking at his expression, Han Xiaoya was a little expression of "uncle, you are really stupid", and said seriously:

"Don't you think that people never like to like? And aunt Duoduo doesn't dislike you. She just doesn't think she can match you. Wouldn't it be nice if you made her think she can match you? How stupid. "

Leng Wumian blinked, as if he understood something, but he still didn't understand it.

"Just make her think she deserves me? What about

"Isn't that easy? Aunt Duoduo said you are the bright moon in the sky, so don't you just come down from the sky? He said that you are gentle and gentle, and you think she's like her. Why don't you just be like her? You look good, but she doesn't look good... In fact, aunt Duoduo looks very good, but she doesn't think so... "

Han Xiaoya sighed and hurriedly said, "in short, she thinks you look too good, so you can make yourself ordinary."

Leng Wumian blinked. Now he fully understood and nodded heavily: "well, I understand and know how to do it."

"You know." Han Xiaoya looks like a teachable child.

Leng Wumian nodded: "you go to help you first, I'll prepare."

"Well, come on, uncle, and try to marry your aunt as soon as possible." Han Xiaoya told her to leave.

Lengwumian thought for a moment, turned and went straight back to his room. He called Xiaowu and said, "Xiaowu, go get some pot ash."

"Pot ash?"

Xiao Wu scratched his head for some unknown reason: "young Lord, what do you want this for?"

"Let you go, you go."

Leng Wumian sat in front of the mirror and looked at his face. He felt as if it was too white and not very healthy at first sight.

Think about Cheng Duoduo's bright and moving face. It seems that he is healthier than himself and not as white as himself.

It's whiter than other girls. It's normal not to like it.

And this dress, she seems to like to wear some publicity colors, red, blue, yellow, but not white.

Leng Wumian went to look through the few clothes he had brought, and found that they were all white. Turning around, he saw Xiao Wu still hesitating at the door, and directly ordered:

"Go and help me find a dress of other colors."

Xiao Wu is going to cry, which makes him go where to find it. It's not in Wuxiang city. He says it's not too convenient to have a suit of clothes, whether it's for xiuniang to make or go out to buy ready-made ones.

This is an uninhabited island for more than ten days.

"Little Lord, this... Pot ash is easy to say, this dress... Do you wear others' clothes?" Xiaowu wants to cry without tears. The voice behind him can't be any smaller.

It's really where the little Lord used to wear other people's clothes. The little Lord is not in good health, and he doesn't dare to let the little Lord wear other people's clothes.

Little Lord, I don't know what's going on today. Why is it so abnormal.

Cold sleepless naturally won't wear clothes worn by others. After thinking about it, he said:

"Isn't there cloth in the materials you brought? Go and choose two batches of brightly colored ones. Take them and ask those kitchen maids who can make them. Help me make two new ones. "

"Oh."

"Not yet!"

"I'll go now."

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