70 Bai Fumei went to the countryside to hug the thighs of the wildest man

She was familiar with everyone in the photo, but she was no longer the original owner. Looking at the people in the black and white photo, she didn't have any psychological fluctuations at all.

Her attention was on the khaki envelope.

To my dear Song Ciming.

These few words were too dazzling, Ruan Niannian raised his head to face Shang Jiang's dark face, and secretly cursed that the original owner was still hiding thunder here.

Really unlucky.

Now she wants to tell Jiang Ran that she is not the original owner, but a soul decades later, will he send herself to be dissected?

Thinking about it in his head, Ruan Niannian showed a soft and harmless smile, and reached out to lift up the envelope: "I have forgotten this thing, young and ignorant, you can deal with it."

Whoever finds out that his significant other writes love letters to other people has a black face, Ruan Niannian got up and stuffed the letter into Jiang Ran's hand: "I was blind before, but now, I have good ears and eyes, and the one I like is you..."

Ruan Niannian coaxed for a while, but Jiang Ran was unmoved.

Biting her lip suddenly, she whispered, "Do you not believe me?"

As soon as her voice came out, there was a slight cry and grievance.

Jiang Ran panicked immediately, and quickly dropped the letter: "No, don't cry."

"Good, don't cry."

"I just look uncomfortable, I don't believe you."

……

Ruan Niannian lowered her head, listening to Jiang Ran's voice, she couldn't hold back anymore, raised her head and stretched her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

Her sudden movement caught Jiang Ran off guard.

He was kissed to the corner of the mouth by her.

Ruan Niannian whispered, "Don't move."

Jiang Ran froze, and even bent over to cooperate with her.

Ruan Niannian did not kiss the wrong place this time.

Jiang Ran felt that the person in her arms was extremely annoying. Before, she would not be like this. A kiss is a kiss. How could she bite his lip and tongue like this now...

This is why she confuses herself, not to pursue the means of writing love letters to the little boy.

Jiang Ran knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't help being defeated by her tricks.

Until the end, Ruan Niannian was out of breath——

"Calm down?"

Jiang Ran touched the thick envelope, thinking in his heart that he was still angry, and then looked down at his wife's red face.

When he was with her, he knew that she liked that little boy, and he chased him vigorously.

If we pursue it now, it will hurt the relationship between them.

This is Jiang Ran's rational idea, and the irrational idea is to beat up the little boy.

Ruan Niannian reached out and poked his chest.

Jiang Ran looked at her lowly: "How many love letters you wrote to him, you have to write a few to me... No, you have to double write."

Ruan Niannian looked at the bulging envelope in the khaki-yellow envelope, wondering how many envelopes it contained.

Write so many love letters?

Ruan Niannian looked at Jiang Ran, her jaw tightened, her jaw line was clearer than her life plan, her slightly swollen lips were pursed, and she was extremely displeased, if she didn't agree...

Ruan Niannian couldn't imagine that scene.

"Okay, I'll double write for you, who made me like you, even if you don't take these letters, I will write for you."

What Ruan Niannian said was nice, if she hadn't touched paper money to write a letter, Jiang Ran would have believed it.

Put away the letter on the table, then took out a pen and a notebook, looked at her with dark eyes: "write."

Ruan Niannian...

The original owner would really dig a hole for her. Where did she write a love letter? It was someone else who wrote a love letter to her.

If Jiang Ran asked her to write small H texts with colors, she could write them and make up all kinds of non-repetitive actions, but for love letters, Ruan Niannian felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Looking at the sky outside: "It's time to make dinner, why don't we write after we've done it?"

Jiang Ran said, "I cook."

Ruan Niannian: "The food you cook doesn't taste good. Your wife doesn't like it, and your son doesn't like it either. You're willing to starve your daughter-in-law, but are you willing to starve your son?"

Jiang Ran...

What kind of wife did he marry?

"Come and write after dinner."

Ruan Niannian immediately hugged his arm: "I must write, when did I lie to you, that Song Ciming is not worthy of your shoes..."

There are still a lot of sausages. Ruan Niannian suddenly wanted to eat claypot rice when he entered the kitchen. There is no special tool for making claypot rice at home, but the rice made in the earthen stove is also very delicious.

Jiang Ran ate a lot of sausage slices, so Ruan Niannian sliced ​​a lot.

She loves to eat, and the basic seasonings are available at home, just use soy sauce, salt and yellow rock sugar to reconcile.

Neither of them mentioned those love letters while cooking.

The fire is burning, turn to a low fire at the back, the rice grains are soaked in the sauce into a translucent yellow-brown, and the sausages on the top are steamed and very tempting.

The fire steamed out a layer of crispy rice crust. Ruan Niannian likes to eat that, so he picks out the rice crust to eat.

Ruan Niannian ate a bowl of solid rice with Chinese sausage, his stomach was already full, but he was still biting the rice crust.

When he stood up, he puffed out his stomach and burped.

Jiang Ran washed the pots and dishes, and was going to stare at Ruan Niannian at night to write a love letter, but again, she clamored to do some digestion exercises when she was full.

Since she was pregnant, the two of them haven't been too crazy, and Jiang Ran is the dry wood.

The fire was obviously a restless person, and when they met one, it caught fire at one point, and the matter of writing a love letter was perfunctory.

It was already noon when Ruan Niannian woke up the next day, Jiang Ran left a note in the notebook next to the table, and went to the county to ask about the plastic sheeting.

She hadn't seen Jiang Ran's handwriting very much, so she would find that he had a good-looking pen with iron and silver hooks.

Ruan Niannian stretched her sore body, thinking, this love letter can be pushed once or twice, but it can't be pushed all the time.

If he didn't write it all the time, Jiang Ran must think that he is not as important as Song Ciming, so he can't be made to think so.

Ruan Niannian propped her chin, thought about the love letters she received in her previous life, and tried to form her own words.

"Dear Jiang Ran..."

"Dear husband?"

……

Ruan Nian started to read, and spent half an hour thinking about how to write this love letter. No matter how she wrote it, it seemed that it was wrong, and she was not as easy to write as the thesis of her previous life.

She had two teeth marks on the pen.

Until a milky voice came from outside: "Sister, are you home?"

Hearing this voice, Ruan Niannian quickly got out of bed, freeing herself from writing the love letter.

As soon as she came out, she saw all the sweet girls and dogs Jiang Juan came.

"Goat's milk, sister."

Since Jiang Juan came, Ruan Niannian didn't want any more, and asked Goudan and Tianniu to leave the usual goat milk for Sister Juan to drink.

Goat milk nourishes the body, and Jiang Juan's body just needs it.

Jiang Juan first explained: "Tianniu said, this milk is what you asked for before, so I won't drink it. I'm fine. You can drink it to replenish your body. You're still pregnant. It's time to replenish."

Ruan Niannian knew that Jiang Juan had misunderstood, but she didn't explain it either, so she just didn't let Tian Niu send it off tomorrow.

Ruan Niannian poured out the milk sheep from the earthen pot and washed it for Tian Niu. When she came out, Jiang Juan and Tian Niu seemed to have no intention of leaving. After chatting for a while, she asked, "Sister Juan, what's the matter?"

Jiang Juan thought for a while and shook her head.

Sweetie’s voice sounded first——