Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Chapter 896 What can a husband ask for

   Cheng Yuanzheng was stunned for a while, and quickly turned his attention to Xiaoyu.

   "Space is ruined?"

  Su Haitang nodded, but her tone was not so sure.

   "When I escaped at that time, the energy was insufficient. In order to save me, Xiaoyu took out the spiritual energy of the entire space, and the space collapsed."

   "But I absorbed the energy of that A Piao just now, and Xiaoyu woke up again. Maybe, your body can also be reorganized?"

   Cheng Yuanzheng was silent for a moment, then gave a sly smile, leaned close to Su Haitang's ear, and whispered something.

"rogue!"

   Su Haitang's face exploded with red clouds all over the sky, pinching his soft waist and twisting it 180 degrees!

  Men are just bored, all the waste in their minds! What's the use of being so big! Is she enough? Cough cough!

   "I'll be a rogue to you." Cheng Yuanzheng was so thick-skinned that he continued to tease his daughter-in-law proudly.

   "Daughter-in-law, if one day I stop being a hooligan to you, you should be worried."

   "Shut up!" Su Haitang really had nothing to do with him.

  This man is really getting more and more unscrupulous! The powerful self-confidence brought by this kind of cultivation, and the sense of accomplishment that the world is in control, it is hard to resist, right?

   Can he go back?

   "Don't frown. If you don't like it, I won't tell you later."

   Cheng Yuanzheng gently smoothed the gap between her brows with his fingertips, and placed a kiss on her eyelids, kissing away her anxiety.

   "Daughter-in-law, I will listen to you."

Su Haitang didn't open her eyes for a long time, the slight itchy feeling on her eyelids, soft like the spring breeze in March, like the warm sun in winter, like the quiet fragrance of lotus flowers, like the low voice of the queen of love songs... …

   was so gentle and gentle, without the slightest bit of aggression, but without doubt, flowing into her heart.

   Even if he could soar beyond nine days, he was willing to hand the tangled kite string to her hands.

   There are good people like this, what more can I ask for!

   "Okay. Since you all listened to me, let go now, go out and help Xiaoyu find and replenish energy."

   "It's no problem to help him." Cheng Yuanzheng agreed half the time. Anyway, he didn't plan to call a husband, and he kept pestering his daughter-in-law, who was closer than him!

   "But there's no need to let go. If I get separated again, I'm more worried."

   Cheng Yuanzheng clasped his fingers tightly, holding his daughter-in-law firmly by his side, his eyes swept around like lightning, and he suddenly let out a light yawn.

   "I seem to have an impression of this woman."

   "Can you see the other women?"

  Su Haitang's hand froze, instinctively wanting to pull out, but Cheng Yuanzheng held her tightly.

   "It smells sour, who's vinegar bottle is poured?"

  Su Haitang rolled his eyes at him, seeing that he was thinking about joking, and felt that he had overreacted.

   His temper has changed and he is extremely domineering, so why is she not like that.

  But when two people are together, they cannot bind each other tightly, that is a kind of distrust and will suffocate the other side.

   Especially her men are no less arrogant than her.

   "Don't be upset, daughter-in-law, I'll explain."

   Cheng Yuanzheng saw that her anger was fading away, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he hurriedly pulled her hand and drew her attention back.

   "I can't see her face clearly, it's just a slightly familiar feeling. It should be the impression I got from Yu Nanjin, right?"

  Su Haitang has already adjusted her mentality, but her intention to take the initiative to clarify is still very useful.

   He really deserves her sincerity, no regrets in this life!

   "No way this one is also a demigod, right?"

   is like wholesale, without any mystery.

   No wonder she doesn't have a sense of substitution, and always treats these planes as game brushes.

   (end of this chapter)