Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a paranoid boss

Chapter 147 Abducting a Husband and Going Home to Pet 56
Today is the day to go to the market, there is a lot of traffic, and the vacant places on both sides of the street are all occupied by small vendors. In the center of the street, people are next to each other, and people are crowded. If you are not careful, you can be separated from your companions.

Fang Nianchu was held by his wife's hand, and she held her tightly, probably because she was afraid that he would be scattered by passers-by.

Fang Nianchu was thinking like this, he quietly stared at the beautiful side face of his wife from the corner of his eye, and he saw the gods, but he didn't notice that he was stepping on a small stone.

"Be careful." Qiao Luoluo firmly supported Fang Nianchu's waist, "What's wrong?"

Fang Nianchu said that he had stepped on a small rock, and then said to Qiao Luoluo, "My wife, let's go there. There are too many people at the moment, and I feel uncomfortable."

"Alright, then let's go over to take a breather and leave when there are fewer people." Qiao Luoluo nodded, held Fang Nianchu's hand, and walked to the side of the street.

As soon as they left, they were stared at by the merchants. Qiao Luoluo's own family owned a cloth shop, so naturally she would wear all kinds of good fabrics on her body. Fang Nianchu was even dressed up like a spoiled young man by Qiao Luoluo, with red lips and white teeth. He wears very expensive fabrics, and everything he wears is also made of first-class jade.

"Miss, this is your husband, right? You guys are really right. I have rouge gouache imported from the Western Regions. It is very delicate. Why don't you buy one for your husband and call him Happy happy?"

"Miss, don't listen to her. She is talking nonsense. Your Majesty has not opened the market in the Western Regions. They are all inferior gouache made by her in her own yard. Why don't you take a look at my purse. This purse is very practical. Not only It can hold money, and it can also hold love letters to my young husband.”

"Hey, my husband, take a look at my rattle. After you get pregnant with your wife's head's child, you can play with it. I still have small-sized cujus here. You have to start kicking cujus from dolls!"

Fang Nianchu looked at the rattle that was about to reach his eyes, so he could only crawl into Qiao Luoluo's arms. The attitude of these vendors was to eat him and his wife.

Qiao Luoluo enjoyed Fang Nianchu's initiative and protected her, "Rouge, gouache, etc... my husband is naturally beautiful. Besides... your color is too dark. My husband is fair and tender. If you really put it on, Wouldn’t it just become a piece of black coal?”

"And your purse, when I'm free, I'll make one for him myself, wouldn't it be more considerate."

"Forget the rattle. My husband and I have no plans to have children yet. Besides, isn't the style of your rattle too old? There's nothing new at all!"

Fang Nianchu pursed his lips and looked at her with sparkling eyes as Qiao fell down his tongue to fight against the group of Confucians.

The wife master is amazing, she can really talk!

Qiao Luoluo had already made plans. She saw a shop selling agarwood hairpins. It was tested on No. 02, and it was real agarwood.

Then he pulled Fang Nianchu over, "Nianchu, pick two hairpins and make them couples' hairpins, one for you and one for me, take it with you every day, and think about me every day."

"Wife master, what are lovers..." Fang Nianchu asked in puzzlement when he heard a new word.

"This, I read from an ancient book, refers to husband and wife, refers to the relationship between you and me. In short, you have to carry it with you every day." Qiao Luoluo explained nonsense, then supported Fang Nianchu's shoulders, and stood beside him Behind him, he picked up with him.

(End of this chapter)