The Reborn Wife is Farming

Qi Haoran was lucky, his feet spread out, his eyes stared at the couch, he just ignored his son, turned his head and asked, "Is this really the son of the master?"

Mu Yangling personally twisted the towel and wiped his face, "Okay, don't you just dislike your dirty smell, what do you care about with him as an adult?"

Qi Haoran's chest heaved, and he shouted: "He is the son of the master, and the master is in a hurry for eight hundred miles, and the **** rushes back every night just to see him. No matter how dirty or smelly, this brat dares to despise you!"

Qi Haoran gritted his teeth and said: "When he grows older, I will beat him so hard that I can't find his teeth all over the place, how dare I despise you."

Mu Yangling saw that Qi Haoran was completely caught up in the resentment that her son disliked him, and she was angry and funny in her heart. She directly pressed his head and wiped his face, saying: "Your son dislikes you, I don't dislike you, hurry up and wipe your face." Wash your hands, I asked the small kitchen to cook porridge for you."

Qi Haoran said with disgust: "Master has been hungry for so long, so you can give me porridge, or some meat at least."

"It's because I've been hungry for a long time that I want to drink porridge. First nourish my stomach, and then eat meat in two days." Mu Yangling pulled him aside and helped him wash his hands. Seeing that his clothes were too dirty, he looked for them from under the box. Bring out a set of underwear, "I made this for you, change it on first."

Qi Haoran picked up his clothes and turned them inside and out in amazement, "I can see, you really did this." He touched the stitches and said, "Except for you, no one would use such thick stitches to do it." clothing."

"Just be content with it. My craftsmanship is much better now. If you don't pay attention, who will find that my stitches are thicker than others?"

Qi Haoran curled his lips, thinking that his wife's words were just deceiving him.

Seeing this, Mu Yangling pulled back the clothes and said, "It's fine if you don't wear it, I won't give it to you."

Qi Haoran hurriedly snatched the clothes over, staring and said: "If you don't give it to Master, who else can you give it to?"

"I'll give it to my dad."

Qi Haoran thought about his father-in-law's tall and thick figure, curled his lips and said: "If you lie and don't make drafts, father-in-law won't be able to wear these clothes, and your mother-in-law makes clothes for father-in-law. Can your sewing work catch your eye? I don't mind it, If you want to change someone, you will die without wearing the clothes you made."

He shook his head and went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into white underwear and trousers and came out with loose hair. Mu Yangling took a towel and twisted his hair. Qi Haoran half leaned on the couch, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his consciousness was a little drowsy. Feeling the middle finger was a little warm, his vague consciousness came back in an instant, and he was about to use his hands subconsciously. Mu Yangling patted his shoulder with quick eyes and hands, and suddenly he couldn't use his hands. Only then did he see his son lying on his back His hand was holding his fingers in his mouth.

Qi Haoran broke out in a cold sweat. If Mu Yangling hadn't vented his strength just a step earlier, wouldn't his son have been thrown out by him?

Looking at the soft and cute son, Qi Haoran was afraid for a while, he picked up his son and hugged him tightly on his stomach, and then patted his butt angrily, "Seeing you biting so much, I almost didn't scare my father." die."

Mu Yangling was also taken aback, and her hands were still a little weak. Fortunately, she had been paying attention to her son, and because she was helping Qi Haoran twist his hair, she was able to stop in time. Otherwise, Qi Haoran subconsciously raised his hand, and the child would have to fly You can't go out.

She leaned over and hugged Qi Haoran from behind, tears streaming down her cheeks, Qi Haoran felt guilty for a while, while hugging her son, he stretched out a hand to pat Mu Yangling's back, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all Lord, it's not good, you beat me up to vent your anger..."

Mu Yangling shook his head slightly, "You just came back from fighting for your life outside, this is all a subconscious action, it's not your fault."

Qi Haoran kissed Mu Yangling's forehead, and said in a low voice: "Master must be more careful in the future, and he will let go of his guard as soon as he returns home. He will never let such a thing happen again."

The little bear didn't know that he had just walked through the life-and-death juncture. He expressed his dissatisfaction with his father's behavior of hugging him tightly, so he kept yelling "ahh".

The originally warm and affectionate atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and Qi Haoran, who was planning to have some tenderness with his wife, instantly became angry. He hugged his son close to him and asked eye to eye: "Before you thought your father was smelly, but now your father and I are clean , what else do you dislike?"

Little Bear stared blankly at his father for two seconds, then cried out with a "wow", Qi Haoran was taken aback, and immediately stuffed it into Mu Yangling's arms in a hurry, stammering: "I, I'm just talking about him. Want to scare him, why did he cry?"

Mu Yangling hurriedly hugged his son, and glared at him and said, "Aren't you very fierce just now?"

Qi Haoran cowardly said: "Isn't that because he is very obedient and doesn't know how to cry? It's the same as when I was a child."

Mu Yangling didn't have time to talk about him, and carried the baby into the inner room to nurse. The little bear was also a little hungry, and stopped crying as soon as the food arrived, and sucked it like a war.

Qi Haoran followed behind into the inner room, staring at his wife's chest dumbfounded when he saw this, Mu Yangling looked up and saw that he also came in, blushed, and turned his back slightly, "Why are you coming in? Hurry up Go out and wring your own hair."

Qi Haoran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, sat directly beside Mu Yangling, looked forward with his head, and said in a low voice, "Let me see our son, I haven't seen him drink milk yet."

Mu Yangling's face turned redder, but when he saw Qi Haoran staring blankly at his son, he felt that he was thinking too much. When Mu Yangling hesitated, Qi Haoran said in a low voice: "I can only stay in the palace. One afternoon, this time because I just came back, the emperor gave me this grace, I don’t know when I will see you two again next time.”

Mu Yangling's heart softened instantly, the couple had nothing to hide, she gritted her teeth and let Qi Haoran watch his son drink milk.

Although she had done psychological training, Mu Yangling was still a little shy. As soon as the little bear was full, she immediately put the child into Qi Haoran's arms, and turned her back to fix the skirt of the shirt.

Qi Haoran smacked his lips regretfully behind her, looked down at his son, saw his eyes narrowed slightly, and was yawning with clenched fists, looking at him with misty eyes, Qi Haoran's heart softened, and he nodded his little nose Said: "Stinky boy, I knew I hated your father at a young age, will you pay it back in the future? When you grow up a bit, see if I don't spank your ass."

The little bear only thought his father was talking to him, he opened his mouth twice, and then yawned again, his eyes were slightly moist, and gradually closed, his nostrils made a shallow breathing sound, and his abdomen rose and fell slightly , fell asleep like this.

The soft, fragrant little ball nestled in his arms, Qi Haoran felt that all the hard work before had disappeared.

He couldn't help but kissed his son on the forehead, and just hugged him like this.

After tidying up his clothes, Mu Yangling asked him to put the child aside and go out to eat porridge first. Qi Haoran shook his head and said, "I want to hold the child, you go and bring the porridge in to feed me."