The vixen's journey through time

After Jiang Shan heard what his wife said, he felt a hiccup in his heart. He quickly put down the newspaper in his hand and sat down next to Yang Yue.

Since they were in the living room, he restrained his habit of holding his wife in his arms and sat side by side.

Side by side, feet by feet, in the end he couldn't control it anymore. He looked up and looked around. When he saw no one, he quietly took his hand.

Finally holding his wife's hand, he was satisfied.

But the words were also flattering: "I don't know whether my daughter is jealous or not. Just as long as my wife is not jealous! Ah Yue, I'll peel some off for you later!"

"Come on, come on. Although I'm good at this, it's inconvenient these days. Aren't you greedy for me?"

Is it okay to listen to my wife’s words? Jiang Shan didn't care that he was in the hall and directly held Yang Yue in his arms.

"Ah Yue, I don't know why I felt sorry for Jiang Cha when I first met her, and I just wanted to be nice to her..."

"Ayue, I can't control this feeling!"

Yang Yue listened to Jiang Shan's explanation, agreed with it, and deeply believed it.

"Old Jiang, I know, I know everything..."

Because I am like this too!

Why not Yang Yue? The feeling of wanting to be nice to someone comes inexplicably, unprepared, unstoppable, and surging.

I still remember that when Jiang Cha first came home, he was wearing a starched white school uniform, and his only luggage was an old self-made schoolbag and a snakeskin bag.

The schoolbag contained a few changes of clothes, and the snakeskin bag contained a pile of books tied with a rope, as well as the sweet potato, a local specialty of the farm, brought to the couple.

It’s hard to describe how the couple felt when they saw the pile of about ten kilograms of sweet potatoes with fresh soil on them.

It is touching and moved by the children's heart and enthusiasm.

It's heavy, a pin-pricking sadness for the children's unforeseen difficulties.

Yang Yue immediately said that she would steam sweet potatoes for breakfast tomorrow, "I haven't eaten them for a long time, I feel like I can eat two..."

Jiang Shan was even more direct. He picked up a handful of it, estimated to be five, and went to the kitchen to wash it. He ate it without even peeling it, "Yeah! Sweet! Delicious!"

"Come on, Ah Yue, you can try it too. It's not much more delicious than the snow lotus fruit!" He said and handed one to Yang Yue.

Looking at her husband's earnest eyes, she took another look at Jiang Cha, who was thin and reserved.

Without thinking, Yang Yue took a big bite from her husband's hand, and then chewed it regardless of the image and praised: "It's good, crispy, sweet, and moist. I like it!"

In the light, seeing the smile on the child's face and the light in his eyes, Yang Yue thought, these sweet potatoes are really sweet!

Therefore, when her husband farted secretly under the covers at night because he ate several raw sweet potatoes, Yang Yue couldn't bear to laugh at him and scold him harshly.

She just wrapped her husband and the quilt tightly and comforted him gently.

"Old Jiang, you will sleep on this bed tonight! I will go to the study and spend the night."

How can a quilt replace my wife? How could Jiang Shan bear it and not sleep with his wife in his arms?

I saw him lifting the quilt, catching up with Yang Yue in a few steps, carrying her on his shoulders, and then hurriedly returned to the bed and threw her away.

Yang Yue bounced on the soft big bed, causing the flesh on her body to jump together.

In Jiang Shan's eyes, they were just two big ripe fruits hanging on the branches, swaying ostentatiously when blown by the wind.

It's clearly saying: "Come on, come on! Come and eat me! It's very sweet and watery!"

God! Who can bear this?

Jiang Shan can never resist Yang Yue!

Jiang Shan jumped onto the bed with one leap. The big movement made Yang Yue's whole body shake even more violently and become more attractive.

Jiang Shan came from a martial arts background and stayed in the army until he was in his thirties. After changing jobs, he rose up step by step. However, the habits he learned and developed in the army have never left him. He insists on exercising every day.

Therefore, he has maintained a good figure. Even now in his fifties, Yang Yue still loves that figure.

Of course, not to mention Yang Yue herself. Although she gave birth to a daughter who is almost 18 years old and is in her forties, her figure and appearance look like she has taken preservatives.

How can such a word be so beautiful?

Such Jiang Shan and such Yang Yue, when their eyes met, they were like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, instantly burning up.

I don’t know who made the first move, and I don’t know who made the first move.

I saw Jiang Shan using one move to catch the tiger and catch the rabbit.

Yang Yue wraps her thin legs around a tiger.

A fatal roll begins.

However, Jiang Shan was about to break out at the last moment.

puff! …

A fart sound broke through the air.

What I fear most is that the air will suddenly become quiet, and even time will freeze.

One minute passed. Three minutes passed.

"Pfft hahahahaha..."

Yang Yue, who was hidden under Jiang Shan, burst into ruthless and loud ridicule.

Jiang Shan punched the pillow with his fist in frustration, feeling that he had nowhere to express his frustration.

This sweet potato!

Sweet is really sweet!

The pain is really painful!

It’s even more shameful!

"Brother Shan, I'm sorry, I, I can't control it, hahaha..."

Yang Yue laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

It caused the part of her body that didn't belong to her to tremble.

Jiang Shan is...

I saw him slowly "raising his head", his eyes dimly staring at his wife who looked like she was stained with red rouge, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

There was a strong hint of threat in his tone.

"Now, it's time for me to show my true strength..."

Finally, in a well-soundproofed room, the non-stop popping sound can no longer be distinguished as fart sound?

Is it Yang Yue’s laughter?

Or some other sound.

All I know is that the sound caused a fish-belly white color to appear in the eastern sky before it stopped.

Oh, I'm going too far, let's get back to the topic.

Now, Yang Yue felt really distressed when she looked at Jiang Cha, who was as skinny as a monkey and had no body parts.

Looking at the kind-hearted and filial Jiang Cha, knowing that she was willing to participate in the program "Transfiguration" in order to save her father, I was moved beyond words.

They have experienced a lot, and there are many ways in that circle.

But Jiang Cha still doesn't complain or cry, he performs as he should, and he is silly and happy when he should laugh.

Sometimes when Yang Yue sees the comments that criticize Jiang Cha on the Internet, she will always use a trumpet to refute them one by one. When she hears the people around her looking at the child strangely, her heart actually hurts.

She felt that if the mother of the child was still here, how distressed she would be!

So she just wanted to be nice to this girl! Better! Just like a mother treats her daughter, give her more love.

I always want to help her more. Whenever I see something delicious, nice to wear, or useful, I want to bring it back to her.

But he was afraid of hurting her fragile and sensitive heart, so he didn't dare to be too obvious.

Because Jiang Yatou was always worried about benefiting from them too much, she didn't dare to accept what they gave her, so she only picked up some of what Rourou had used.

God knows how uncomfortable she felt when she heard that voice, "No, Aunt Yang, I can just wear Sister Jiang Rou's old clothes. Sister Jiang said before setting off, these are all for me!"