The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 224 Miss, I lost one

Xiao Yihan heard the movement and saw Yang Qingqing coming, he ran happily to pull Yang Qingqing over, flicking his fluffy tail happily.

Pointing to the aunt's towel that was made on the table, she said, "Miss, how about the one you made for your husband?"

Yang Qingqing glanced at his line of sight, the stitches were similar to hers, and the size of the aunt's towel was different, but it could still be used.

But the point is not whether this is good or not, but that he, a big man, actually does this, and suddenly feels that this aunt's towel is extremely hot, and she will never want it.

"You...don't do it!" Yang Qingqing picked up a pile of aunt's towels in embarrassment and ran away.

A few accidentally dropped on the ground on the road, and she felt ashamed.

If it was thrown away, Ice Cube Face put down the masculinity. Sex. Dignity and worked so hard to make so much, she couldn't bear it.

If she used it, she would feel uneasy, so it would be better to put it all away.

She doesn't need these aunt's towels, so hide them.

She even forgot that there was room to hide the rings, so she found a bag to put them in, put them all in the cabinet, and locked them up!

Only then did he turn around in satisfaction, ready to go for a walk in the park.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw Xiao Yihan coming over with an aunt's scarf, with a little sadness in her eyes: "My lady, I lost one!"

Yang Qingqing: Oh shit. It hurts...

"Oh, it's dirty and can't be used anymore, sorry!" She apologized, after all, it was made for her with hard work.

Blue flames shot out from Xiao Yihan's fingertips and burned the aunt's towel in his hand.

He walked to Yang Qingqing's side, took her small hand and held it in the palm of his hand, wrapping it in his wide palm.

Looking into Yang Qingqing's eyes, he said sincerely: "My wife, my husband doesn't want you to be so alienated. I can't bear to see you tired. You really don't need any pressure."

Yang Qingqing raised her eyes, even though he was doing her best, how could she use it with peace of mind!
"Really, I can do it, I'm not tired at all." Yang Qingqing said energetically.

Xiao Yihan stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and said distressedly: "You can be more vulnerable, I will be your eternal support!"

forever?

Isn't he in love with Hua Luohen?
Could it be that he took advantage of her all day for the sake of the child? As long as she has his child, he can be with Hua Luohen without any scruples.

"Don't you love Hua Luohen?" Yang Qingqing looked into Xiao Yihan's eyes, hoping to see some flaws.

"Wife, where did you come up with this idea?" Xiao Yihan had a headache, what he said so seriously turned into suspicion for her.

Why does the lady-in-law always bring him together with a man?

"You fell in love and killed each other, but you never made a real move. Instead, it seemed like you were flirting, flirting, cursing." Yang Qingqing analyzed seriously.

"My lady, you are hopeless!" Xiao Yihan sighed and shook his head.

"Humph╭(╯^╰)╮!" Yang Qingqing turned her head, ignored him, and said she was hopeless if she couldn't, it was shameful!
Seven days passed, and the damn sunflower water finally disappeared.

Xiao Yihan was hungry for a long time, he ate Yang Qingqing for three days and three nights before letting her go.

Yang Qingqing stood on the ground with her legs trembling, and once again cursed Xiao Yihan in her heart for not moving.

After soaking in the Lingquan for a while, the soreness and pain in my body disappeared.

Yang Qingqing and Xiao Yihan left the space.

They were still in the formation, and just as they landed, a group of ugly and big toads jumped around.

"Ah—" Yang Qingqing screamed and jumped on Xiao Yihan's body, not even daring to touch the ground, and tightly hooked Xiao Yihan's waist.

Xiao Yihan was very happy seeing his wife relying on him so much, but when he saw the group of toads in front of him, he immediately felt extremely disgusted.

Blue flames spewed out from the fingertips, burning the toad in front of him.

(End of this chapter)