doting queen

After finishing the work in the field, the manor took the young master back to dinner, with a straight face on the way, as if very angry.

The young master secretly glanced at him, buttoned his fingers in the cloth bag again and again, and found that the dried sweet potatoes had been eaten up and could not find anything deceptive, so he gently pulled Zhuang Yan, and when Zhuang Yan looked over, he tiptoed in front of him A kiss on the lips, he remembered that every time Zhuang Yan kissed him, he was very happy.

"Brother, don't be angry, Nuomuo will always play with you from now on."

"Nuo Nuo?" Zhuang Yan squeezed his chin, pressed him against the tree, and said warmly, "Tong Nuo Nuo? Who gave you the name?"

The young master grabbed the hem of his clothes, "It's not called Tong Nuonuo, it's called Tong Yunuo, my mother gave it to me, and said she wanted to be as innocent as Yu, sounds nice."

The young master's mother is from the land of fireworks, and even if she is favored, she still bears the name of a contemptuous i.

Thus, the young master got the name of Yu Nuo.

Zhuang Yan was in a much better mood, and walked home with his arms around him, asking a few things about the young master's family from time to time on the way, wanting to know more about his wife.

Although the young master has a soft personality, he is not weak, so he would answer when asked solemnly. He pointed his fingers and complained to Zhuangyan, "The eldest lady is not good, she always makes mother kneel on the stone slab, kneeling on rainy days, kneeling in winter, and scolding mother."

Zhuang Yan asked: "Where is your father? Does he not love your mother?"

The young master pursed his lips, "Father is also bad, he said at night that he only likes mother, but in the daytime he went to Huajie and Liuxiang, and when he came back, he beat mother with a whip, and made mother laugh for him, not allowing mother to see a doctor, he is a liar, I don't like father. "

The manor frowned, "Then how did they treat you?"

The young master pursed his lips and stopped talking, obviously not good.

The manor led him into the door and softened his voice, "Bullying you?"

The young master hummed, probably because he was afraid of being bullied, and glanced left and right to make sure no one was eavesdropping, with tears in his eyes, "The eldest lady doesn't give me food, honestly I like to pull my ears, the young master always makes me drill my crotch , If I don’t drill them, they will beat me, and they don’t like to play with me..."

To put it bluntly, he didn't like that family at all, so he boasted solemnly, "Brother, you are the best to me except my mother!"

Zhuang Yan frowned, and the image of the young master being bullied appeared in front of his eyes, and he rushed to the door with a knife and chopped them all down.

"Brother wants to treat you better." Zhuang Yan held the young master in his arms, playing with his Yubai hand, "Do you want to bully you back?"

The young master shook his head, "No, there are too many of them."

Solemnly kissed his finger, "Do you feel sorry for brother?"

The young master nodded earnestly, he lives with Zhuang Yan now, they are considered a family with Zhuang Yan, if he gets hurt, he will feel distressed.

"I told you, I don't want to go back and fight."

Solemnly opened his crotch, let him straddle his body, and pinched his chin, "My dear, do you want your brother's life?"

After finishing speaking, he pinched both sides of the young master's chest with both hands.

Feeling the urgency of his body, the young master hurriedly pushed him away, his little face flushed, "Brother, when shall we have dinner?"

Eat, eat again!

Majesticly stuffing his fingers into his mouth, "Eat this!"

The young master avoided it in disgust, but he didn't want to make him angry, so he reminded him in a low voice, "You said you wanted to make candied haws for me, but luckily it's a big one. Don't forget, I'll follow you to the field in the afternoon!" After finishing speaking , fearing that his expression was not clear enough, he said again: "I can help you with the work!"

The candied haws that Zhuang Yan said was not the candied haws he thought of. He squinted his eyes, stood up neatly, swung his big hands vigorously, and put the person on his shoulders, and patted the young master's soft buttocks with his palms.

"Brother will let you eat big candied haws!"