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

Looking at the lips close at hand, where will Han Yelin let go.

After kissing hard, he pretended to be angry and said, "my lady only likes my tone, and others are not allowed to like it."

"Poof, good, good. I like your tone. I'm not ashamed in front of the children." Suhongshan poked him in the heart.

"What are you afraid of? Don't say you don't know anything so small. Even if you are older after birth, you can only be happy to see your parents' feelings so good." Han Yelin didn't know anything about convergence.

Since the mother was pregnant, her body was richer and more lasting than before. It often made him want to stop, but it was a pity that most of them couldn't enjoy it.

During this period of time, he was angry himself. He really took the opportunity and didn't let go.

Suhongshan gave him a horizontal look: "there's no positive shape. Hurry up. Grandpa, they've all passed and are waiting for us."

Han Yelin was not in a hurry and took her hand slowly: "I'm not afraid. I have to wait no matter how early I go. Nangong Ying is not so fast."

"That's true." Suhongshan said.

Thinking of Nangong Ying, they have just arrived. They must have a little repair. Moreover, Si Yanyun is not in good health. She must be tired all the way.

Depending on the extent to which Nangong Ying dotes on Si Yanyun, she may have to watch her sleep before she comes out.

While they were talking, they had reached the main hall.

In the main hall, except for old ye, all the rest are here. Even Han Xiaoya, who plays around all day, is standing behind her. Zhao Fen, who has lost a circle or is much fatter than normal people, and Zhao Ming and Zhao Cong are three people.

Seeing suhongshan and Han Yelin coming, they all looked disappointed.

Looking like that, they can't wait for Nangong Ying to come with the Millennium tortoise shell.

Suhongshan couldn't help laughing: "are you so disappointed to see us?"

Han Xiaoya came forward with a smile, took suhongshan's arm and helped her sit down in the chair. Then she said, "where can I be? I don't want to be too happy to see my mother. It's just how my mother walked so slowly, but my brother made trouble with her mother?"

"Mom, shall I rub your shoulders?"

Han Xiaoya said and stood beside suhongshan, rubbing her shoulders and looking out of the house.

Leng Wumian said with a smile: "Xiaoya, you have betrayed you by looking outside the house. You must have lied just now."

Han Xiaoya glared and said, "nonsense, I want to see the appearance of the Millennium tortoise shell, but I prefer my mother. Uncle, you call it sow discord, and cross the river and tear down the bridge. I'll help you catch up with your aunt. You turn around and don't recognize me as a matchmaker. Be careful that I report to my aunt."

A word made several people in the room laugh.

Leng Wumian made a big red face and stared at her helplessly: "people are nephews and uncle Xiang, can't you help me?"

"I'm a niece, not a niece, and a niece is like an uncle, not to an uncle. I'm my mother's little cotton padded jacket. I only face my mother."

Han Xiaoya said, and continued to eagerly help suhongshan knead her shoulders and knead her back. As much filial piety as she wanted to be.

He looked cold and sleepless for a while, and said angrily, "be careful, don't pinch your mother."

Han Xiaoya suddenly turned her head and looked at Leng sleepless: "does my uncle envy my mother that I pinch her shoulder?"

The first reaction was that the little girl was digging a hole for herself again. She waved her hand and said, "I don't envy at all."

"Hee hee, it's no use admiring you. I won't pinch your shoulder."

Han Xiaoya smiled and continued to pinch suhongshan's shoulder. She also asked her strength from time to time whether it was heavy or light.

Call suhongshan's waiter a comfortable one and envy everyone in the room.

Everyone waited in the main hall for less than half an hour.

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