The husband is the hunter

Chapter 179

It was dawn when Fang Lin woke up again, her head ached as if she had been run over after a hangover, and the bits and pieces of memory fragments were enough for her to recall the intimate gesture between the two of them last night. She blinked her eyes, and the tips of her ears hidden in the blue hair were slightly red.

The bed beside him was already warm, and there was the sound of rushing water outside, probably Duan Nanshan was washing.

Fang Lin was so tired that she didn't even bother to move her fingers. She wanted to turn over and continue to sleep, but the person outside the room was pinging and puffing. She didn't know what to do, and the noise made her unable to fall asleep again. She couldn't help it, she sighed, I had no choice but to open my eyes and plan to get up, but I couldn't sit up for the first time.

The soreness in her waist made Fang Lin gasp, thinking that she had acted foolishly last night, and her husband did not hesitate to take advantage of his drunkenness to try out the posture on the bottom of the press box. Then, my heart was furious, and I shouted outside, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

The voice that came out was also a bit hoarse, she frowned in annoyance, and then sighed helplessly, even she didn't expect that she, who has always been unable to let go between the beds, would yell, yell, and cry Fortunately, there is no one living nearby, otherwise it would be a joke to death if it is heard.Although she felt a little regretful in her heart, the corners of her mouth curled up, she stretched her arms and took the clean clothes Duan Nanshan had prepared for her from the head of the bed, the thin quilt slipped off her body, revealing the bluish purple on her fair skin imprint.

Before she got dressed, Duan Nanshan came in from the outside. Seeing this situation, he smiled and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Fang Lin said angrily, "I want to sleep, but the noise outside is so loud, it's strange that I can sleep."

"I was chopping firewood outside. It was too late last night, so I scrubbed it for you. I have to take a shower in the morning." Duan Nanshan smiled contentedly, "I've burned the water, don't worry Get up, I'll bring it in for you when the water is hot."

Fang Lin snorted twice, and said dissatisfiedly, "It's not all about you!"

Duan Nanshan patted his body twice, sat down on the bed when he felt clean, and said with a low smile, "It's okay, it's all my fault, you lie down first, and I'll fetch water." After that, he leaned over and kissed Kiss her on the cheek before turning around and going out.

A scroll stuck in her throat, until Duan Nanshan came in with a bucket, humming an unknown song in the mountains, Fang Lin couldn't say it. She obviously felt that Duan Nanshan was in a better mood than before, and even revealed With some joy, the anger in my heart couldn't be vented no matter what.

Think about it carefully, what is there to be ashamed of in ordinary matters between husband and wife.

After Fang Lin took a shower, the food was served on the outside table, which was cooked by Duan Nanshan.

"Is the corn in our cornfield almost ripe? When I went to Sister Li's house yesterday, I saw that the beards of the corn had turned black." Duan Nanshan said while breaking the cornbread.

Fang Lin took a sip of the soup, and nodded when she heard the words, "I reckon it should be ready to cook, it's still too early for it to be cooked, after we finish eating, let's go to the field together, break off a few corn cobs and come back to cook." Let’s eat, I haven’t eaten in a long time.”

The corn was planted in the wasteland that Fang Lin and the others reclaimed on the mountain, and there were still black and green mung beans that were about to ripen hanging on the low mung bean vines beside them.

(End of this chapter)