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

"I won't go out with you next time."

LAN Wenhua muttered and began to eat the dry food in his hand.

After a while, he couldn't help but say: "brother Yin, why don't we hurry all night and find a place to live in the next city? In the wilderness... We have to eat dry food... Hey..."

LAN Wenhua looked at the hard food in his hand and sighed.

He was the son of the blue family. When did he have such hardships? He walked with Yin Shengxuan and ate all the hardships he hadn't had since childhood.

However, Yin Shengxuan is still a quiet person. He doesn't even have a speaker all the way.

There are many guards, but these guards are respectful to him. They answer whatever he asks, and there is no fun in chatting.

Yin Shengxuan still didn't speak. He looked indifferent and chewed the dry food.

"Hey ~"

LAN Wenhua sighed and was about to say a few more words. Suddenly he was stunned: "what smell, how fragrant..."

Subconsciously, he looked at the place where the fragrance came out.

The whole person was stunned at this look: "brother Yin, brother Yin, look, what are they doing? Why are they so fragrant? There is the smell of braised meat and roast chicken..."

Then, regardless of whether Yin Shengxuan answered or not, he walked over with a direct smell.

Han Xiaoya and his party were all ears and eyes. When they spoke, they listened clearly.

LAN Wenhua naturally noticed when he came.

As soon as he approached, Mo Bing directly stopped the man outside: "what are you doing?"

LAN Wenhua sniffed the fragrance in the air, licked his face and said, "girl, what are you doing?"

Mo Bing glanced at him lightly: "cooking."

LAN Wenhua: "

Of course he knows it's rice.

But when I meet him, I'm not always polite. Would you like to have some together?

Why didn't you respond at all.

Not only did he not respond, but when he looked at him with his neck stretched out, he drove away directly:

"What's up? If there's nothing wrong, I'll go to dinner."

LAN Wenhua: "

"Do you have anything else?" Mo Bing was impatient.

I wonder why this man is so thick skinned. Shouldn't ordinary people avoid eating at someone else's house?

"Which? I just want to ask if you need dry food. We bring a lot of dry food."

With these words, LAN Wenhua still looked at the pot with his neck hooked.

Zhao Fen has already started serving dinner.

Because there are many people, it is basically a layer of rice below, covered with braised meat above, and then several people share a pheasant or hare.

As the braised meat in the pot was scooped out spoonful by spoonful, the smell floated far away.

LAN Wenhua's stomach growled, but he didn't want to chew the dry food in his hand. He licked his face and said, "why don't... Let's change?"

When he said this, LAN Wenhua wanted to slap himself.

He must be crazy, or he can't say that.

What is it?

Braised meat, white rice, pheasants and rabbits.

Exchange their own dry food with them?

It's better to rob.

Mo Bing also felt that he wanted to rob, sneered, didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and prepared to go back to dinner.

But LAN Wenhua didn't want to leave, so he followed Mo Bing directly.