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

Inside, cold and sleepless, he took out both of them and looked at them.

After thinking about it, I felt that the pink was too feminine, so I simply changed into the crimson one.

"How's it going? Is it okay? Is it too weird? " Leng Wumian tidied up his clothes and came out and asked.

Xiao Wu was stunned. He stared at Leng sleepless and didn't return to his mind for a long time.

"Little Lord... You..."

His little Lord has never worn clothes other than white. Today... Unexpectedly

Did he really want to wear these clothes himself?

Although I had some premonitions before, I didn't dare to believe it. I always took a chance to tell myself that it might be less important to give away, or it could be of other use.

But

"How's it going?" Leng Wumian said. He went to the mirror and sat down. Looking at himself in crimson, he was a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the face again, I feel that such a not very white face should be ordinary enough. Coupled with this dress, it should be enough to jump off. In terms of speech and behavior

"Cough... Sister, do you think I look good today?"

"Xiaoya, do you miss your uncle? Cough... "

Leng Wumian learns how Cheng Duoduo talks in his usual way. As soon as he finishes speaking, he chokes himself.

It's really choking.

It's really difficult for him to speak like this, a man who usually speaks slowly.

He couldn't grasp the high and clear tone.

He was still thinking about his tone, but his chin almost fell to the ground.

After a good half ring, Xiao Wu said uncertain, "young Lord... Are you really young Lord?"

But ushered in a cold sleepless eye.

Leng Wumian got up and went to the door, took a deep breath, opened the door and went out.

He was really not used to talking in such a jumping tone. He decided to take it slow, step by step, and see the effect first.

But he didn't know that as soon as he went out, everyone who saw him seemed to have been hit by the old man.

They all opened their mouths and didn't move. They didn't come back for a long time.

Lengliang, who was carrying a piece of wood on one shoulder, got up to go. His mouth was so swollen that he could plug a duck egg. Looking at the back of Leng sleepless, he came back to his mind for a long time:

"Is that... Little Lord?"

The man on the side was not much better than him. His eyes almost fell out and nodded, "it seems so?"

"Red?"

"Black face?"

"Black? I didn't notice my face. I only saw that the little Lord was wearing red? "

"Getting married?"

"No."

......

After his death, Xiaowu was shocked and walked out slowly, but the people in the yard all looked at him: "Xiaowu, that was the little Lord just now?"

"Xiao Wu, are you married?"

"Xiao Wu, didn't you give the little Lord any unclean medicine?"

"Xiao Wu, what's the matter, young master?"

Xiao Wu is almost crying.

He also wanted to know. He asked who was going.

Xiao Wu hurried to chase Leng sleepless.

Leng Wumian had long expected that his change would attract people's attention, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's natural to feel uncomfortable, but every time I feel uncomfortable, I think of Cheng Duoduo's way of hiding from himself. I bite my teeth and bear it.

Kissing a girl is irresponsible. It's a scum man's act!

My sister hates scum man most. He must not be a scum man!

Cold sleepless told himself so in his heart.

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