Excellent little farmer

Wan Yunhan sighed, stretched out her hand to touch the bun beside her ear, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, he has left long ago."

Ge Xiuying smiled charmingly, curled her lips and said, "It's really useless. She is a natural beauty, but she can't even seduce a man!"

Wan Yunhan blushed suddenly, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "Sao Hoozi, don't talk nonsense, there is no one like you who thinks about wild men all day long!"

Ge Xiuying curled her lips and said in a long voice, "Stop being so serious. I've been through it for so long. I don't believe you haven't thought about it!"

Wan Yunhan shook her head and said firmly: "I never thought about it!"

"You really haven't thought about it?" I leaned over and asked with my lips.

"No!" Wan Yunhan glanced at me, raised her snow-white feet, and kicked them towards my chest.

"Then you can think about it now." I flashed sideways and grabbed the snow-white ankle, stroking it gently.

Wan Yunhan's face was flushed, and while listening to the phone, she was mumbling perfunctory hums. She struggled to take back her feet, but I held them firmly and couldn't move. In desperation, she had to sigh and move. Her pretty face turned to the side, and she continued what Ge Xiuying said just now: "What do men have to think about? All of them are heartless. It's useless if you treat him a thousand times, but he only wants to bully you!"

After hearing it, I felt it tasted a bit, so I put my fingers on the soles of my feet and started scratching them gently.

Wan Yunhan bit her lip and endured it with all her strength, but she only lasted a few minutes before she shook her body and giggled until her branches trembled with laughter. She was extremely beautiful. After a long while, she waved her little hand, Out of breath, he said: "Okay, don't say this. As a teacher, you should be a role model for others. You can always say this when you have nothing to do, and you don't feel ashamed!"

Ge Xiuying sighed and said quietly: "You can do it, but I really can't bear it. If your brother does this again, I will go out and steal men!"

Wan Yunhan spat and cursed in a low voice: "Slut fox, don't say that. My brother is working hard outside for the sake of your future life."

Ge Xiuying shook her head, returned to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, touched her smooth and jade-like legs, and whispered: "No one knows what will happen in the future. Life is really miserable now. I don't even have anyone to talk to." No one can bear it!"

Wan Yunhan pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "A good man must be able to withstand temptation, and a good woman must be able to withstand loneliness. You must not make mistakes!"

Ge Xiuying chuckled, nodded and said, "There's no need for you to say that, but you should remind Mayor Wan not to think that if you leave him, no one will want me."

"Look at you, it's normal for a couple to have some conflicts, so why bother talking about it all the time!" Wan Yunhan said, sitting up and reaching out to pat my wrist. He said absently: "Ah, well, you can't think like that. Since you are married, you have to live a stable life. The separation is only temporary. In three to five years at most, my brother will be able to adjust and come back!"

When Ge Xiuying heard that her voice was strange, she couldn't help frowning and said in surprise: "Hey, Yunhan, what's wrong with you? Why does your voice sound weird?"

It wasn't until I stopped that Wan Yunhan took a breath and panted slightly: "No, it's nothing. I had cold rice at noon, and now my stomach feels uncomfortable, and a cold air is everywhere!"

Ge Xiuying sighed without thinking too much and said with a frown: "Forget it, I'll move to you in a while. Although we are both busy, we can always find time to take care of each other. , otherwise, my body will be damaged, and my stomach will hurt for a long time today!"

"Well, you'd better move here as soon as possible so that we can take care of each other."

"Yeah. Yeah, I forgot to turn off the gas. Let's talk later!"

Wan Yunhan leaned back, her lips trembled, hummed a few times, hung up the phone casually, threw the phone away, held my wrist tightly with both hands, shook her body, and begged in a low voice: "Okay, Sister Wan, please, please stop torturing people!"

I withdrew my palm, pressed it on her red lips, shushed, then took up her pretty face, which was as tender as gel, and kissed her.

Looking up, I saw Wanyun Han crying with pear blossoms in the rain.

Suddenly I felt a little pain in my head. I rubbed my forehead with my hand and whispered: "Sister Wan, don't cry."

Wan Yunhan sat up, pulling at the corners of her pleated skirt with both hands, looking at me helplessly, with tears streaming down her face, biting her lips and said, "Then will you let me go?"