A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 458 I Didn't Eat Enough
"Okay," got Nanfeng's order, Brother Ye didn't pay attention, picked up the bowl a few times and finished the whole bowl of soup.

After drinking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Seeing that the handkerchief was the same one she embroidered before, Nan Feng mistook it for sesame seed cakes, so she couldn't help asking, "Are you still using it?"

"Well, wash it before going to bed every day, and you will have a new handkerchief when you wake up." Brother Ye folded the handkerchief and put it back in his breast pocket.

"I'll buy two more for you another day," Nanfeng said.

"One is enough." Brother Ye didn't want to buy it. Girls in this era mostly embroidered handkerchiefs by themselves. Although the embroiderers they bought were very good, Brother Ye still liked the one that Nanfeng embroidered by himself.

Nanfeng remembered what Song Xiaoyue said, women in this era don't know how to order female celebrities, so she decided to practice when she was free.

Anyway, Brother Ye is not very demanding. He can use a handkerchief shaped like a biscuit for so long. She should be able to embroider some small flowers and grass casually.

Nanfeng put away the bowl that Brother Ye had drunk, and then winked at him: "I'll put the bowl back, and I'll send you something delicious another day."

However, when she was about to leave with the food box, her hand was held by Brother Ye.

When she turned her head, she saw Brother Ye looking at her motionless, with burning eyes, her heart trembled, and then he was pulled into his arms by Brother Ye.

"Brother Ye, you..." Nanfeng looked at Brother Ye, thinking that he would go back to open a shop.

The temperature in Brother Ye's eyes still hasn't weakened, and he still looks at Nanfeng motionlessly: "I haven't eaten enough!"

"..." Nanfeng felt that he was really a good piece of meat delivered to his door.

"Brother Ye...that..." He was about to say that he sweated in the morning, didn't take a shower, and just changed his clothes, but he opened his mouth when Brother Ye blocked it with his lips.

"Hmm..." Nanfeng struggled symbolically.

The reason for the struggle is, one, I have to go back to open a shop, and do this kind of thing early in the morning, what if I go back to my mental state and do not feel good?Second, Wang Jian'an's wife lives next door. What if the noise is too loud and people overhear?
But in the end, his strength was no match for Brother Ye, and he was put on the counter by Brother Ye in the next second.

He actually saved a few steps from the table to the bed, and asked for her directly on the desk.

Nan Feng collapsed on the table, complaining non-stop: "I won't bring you food next time, it's really kindhearted!"

As for Brother Ye, he fastened his belt and said, "No need to send it away. Next time I will go over to eat it myself. When do you usually cook it?"

"..." This eating is also a pun in Italian, and Nanfeng complained again: "Don't say it, let you not pick your time, what bad things do you do in the morning."

Brother Ye took a clean towel from the inside and wiped off the filth for Nan Feng, with the same calm expression: "I said I don't pick the time, and I haven't seen you pick the time."

Nan Feng was so angry that he sat up: "I have to pick a time to cook a meal for you?"

In the end, Brother Ye burst out in a neutral tone: "I mean, it's about your beauty."

"..." Nanfeng was once again blocked by his words.

What he meant was that she had always been beautiful, and she didn't know how to pick the time to make herself beautiful.

The quickest thing for a woman is when someone praises her good looks, and most of the southern wind has disappeared, but she still pretends to be angry: "Yeah, I don't have this ability, but you do!"

"I do!" Brother Ye had finished wiping for her, and now he helped her put on the clothes she had taken off one by one.

The south wind was blocked to death again.

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(End of this chapter)