Time-traveling hunk as wife

Lu Ming could only divert his attention while wiping the tender bean/curd.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, you know martial arts, right? You have internal skills, you can fly over eaves and walls, flying flowers and leaves can hurt people."

As a modern person, Lu Ming is full of curiosity about martial arts that only appeared in TV dramas.

There is no meat to eat right now, so I can only divert my attention.

Although Lin Han's cheeks were flushed and his body was on fire after being bullied by Lu Ming, he still held back his shame and said

"Well, I only practice martial arts, but it's just some kung fu for physical fitness. Flying over eaves and walls is okay for a short time, and flying flowers and leaves can hurt people. Then martial arts can be practiced to the point of mastery."

Lin Han's voice was a little hoarse and low, echoing in the dark night.

Like the male anchor of the midnight radio station, with a deceptive magic power.

After all, Lu Ming was still weak, and fell asleep on Lin Han's chest without talking a few words.

After feeling that Lu Ming was breathing smoothly, Lin Han gently tapped his black sweet hole, took down the hand that had been on his body all the time, and muttered

"Little satyr!"

For Lin Han, the dark night is actually no hindrance.

He looked at Lu Ming with a complicated expression, and traced his facial features with his index finger.

Pale little face, big eyes, small arms and legs, just like the little rabbits he raised before.

I thought that he disliked himself as a slave.

But just now, the sincerity in Lu Ming's eyes made Lin Han feel a little surprised.

Looking at the darkness outside, Lin Han got up and tucked the quilt for Lu Ming.

Covering his face with a black scarf, he stood up and went up to the eaves, and disappeared into the night with a few jumps.

Looking at the fat man lying in a pool of blood, Lin Han sneered and found the proof of slavery that belonged to him.

Then, he possessed himself and found the jade pendant that was taken away from him, so that his identity would disappear.

Before leaving, a sharp force knocked over the oil lamp on the table.

That little rabbit doesn't sleep well and kicks the quilt at night.

Lin Han couldn't help mentioning two internal forces, and rushed to the village.

That night, a raging fire broke out in the slave management office in the town.

It is said that a slave head was drunk and accidentally knocked over the oil lamp before burning himself to death.

For such a trivial person, the accidental death did not cause much disturbance.

It was quickly replaced by other novelties.

When Lu Ming woke up, he closed his eyes and touched the bed beside him, only to find that it was already completely cold.

Slightly startled, she quickly sat up, grabbed a piece of clothing indiscriminately, and ran out of the room.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he smelled the smell of delicious food in the kitchen.

Sure enough, when he walked into the yard, he saw Lin Han chopping wood with an axe.

After a while, neat strips of wood were placed in the corner of the yard.

As the sun came up, Lin Han's sweat disappeared into his clothes along his honey-colored skin.

man!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lu Ming was dumbfounded. The wife is too manly, which is also a kind of sweet torture.

As soon as Lin Han looked up, he saw Lu Ming put on an unlined garment and stood at the door stupidly, so he frowned and walked over to gather his clothes

"Get up early at dawn, go back to the house and get dressed, we will have dinner, and today we have braised fish, it is delicious!"

Maybe it was just after exercising, Lin Han was sweating thinly on his forehead, and his rough man's face was slightly flushed.

As if bewitched, Lu Ming ran to his side, grinning.

"Daughter-in-law, you are so sexy." Then, she turned her head and ran back to the house.

Now it was Lin Han's turn to be dumbfounded. Although he didn't know what sexy meant, the temperature in Lu Ming's eyes made his heart burn.