Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

In this weather, Helian Mansion has already gotten some ice out to make some iced meals.

Not long after He Lianchen received the sour plum soup in Zhao Yuner's hand, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and Zhao Yuner hurriedly asked. "Young Master Helian, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Lianfeng also took a look at He Lianchen, seeing that the expression on He Lianchen's face was a little distorted, he said, "Achen, do you have a stomachache?"

Even though this is the case, He Lianchen thought of only Mu Lianfeng persuading him not to drink too much, but he said something like that. Now that it is the case, it is a slap in the face of what he just said.

His face turned red, and He Lianchen felt a bit ashamed.

For the sake of his own face, even if his stomach hurts, He Lianchen still pretended to be okay, and Tong Mu Lianfeng said, "No no, Afeng, what are you talking about, I just drank it and felt uncomfortable!"

Mu Lianfeng didn't believe He Lianchen's words, and said with a smile, "Really?"

"Of course it is!"

"Well, since you don't have a stomachache, it's okay!" Mu Lianfeng glanced at He Lianchen, his eyes seemingly meaningful.

Zhao Yuner also pursed her lips and snickered, knowing that He Lianchen was trying her best.

It is estimated that the sour plum soup in the stomach has an effect, and He Lianchen will make the stomach trouble.

He Lianchen controlled the expression on his face, suffocating hard, but his stomach was still noisy.

The burst of colic made He Lianchen's forehead a cold sweat.

When Mu Lianfeng saw it, he asked He Lianchen with concern, "Achen, there are sweat beads on your face! Is this so?"

He Lianchen touched his forehead. It was indeed a lot of sweat. A little embarrassed, Tong Mu Lianfeng smiled and said, "A Feng, I am too hot. This weather is really hot! Look! There are so many beads of sweat on my forehead."

"Is it?"

"Of course it is, the weather is really getting hotter and hotter..." He Lianchen muttered to himself.

Seeing He Lianchen like this, Mulianfeng didn't continue to say anything.

He Lianchen couldn't hold back sitting, and said goodbye to Mu Lianfeng, "Afeng, it's getting late, I'll go back first, and I will see you again when I have time!"

Just when He Lianchen wished to rush out, Zhao Yun'er held He Lianchen and said, "Achen, how long is this, you are eager to go back, finally come. You won't stay a while, what do you mean? In this way, let's go after dinner, and we will have a lot of conversations for a while."

He Lianchen looked at Mulianfeng with a bitter face, and said to Mulianfeng, "Afeng...Although I want to chat with you for a while, if I have had dinner, I am afraid that It's dark, it won't be convenient for me to go back!"

He Lianchen's refusal Mu Lianfeng chuckled if he didn't see him, "Then don't have dinner, it's always okay to sit for a while!"

He Lianchen frowned, with a feeling of suffering.

"A Feng... what do we have to say next time!"

"Is there something urgent for you?" After asking, Mu Lianfeng muttered to himself again, "It shouldn't. If you have something urgent, you won't come over today. Continue to sit for a while, don't wait. Want to go!"

Zhao Yuner matched Mu Lianfeng, and said to He Lianchen, "Yes, Young Master Helian, you finally come here, how long will it take to leave. Isn't it uncomfortable to toss back and forth?"