Chapter 1062: Dear Husband
Qin Yu's eyebrows and eyes were bent with happiness, and when he pressed it, he heard the villain make a comfortable humming sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The thin lips hooked a charming smile, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Qi'er, are you comfortable?"
"Well, thank you, husband. ā
"What do you thank?"
"Huh?" Yan Ying opened her lazy eyes slightly, her eyes were full of dazedness, and it was rare to show a cute look, Qin Yu fell in love with her more and more.
Then, there is no then.
The next day, Yan Ying woke up and roared weakly, "Qin Yu, you villain!"
But this roar is not powerful at all, but it looks like a coquette.
Qin Yu, who was dancing the sword in the courtyard, immediately heard it, put away the sword, walked in quickly, approached her, leaned over and kissed, "Wake up?" ā
"Hmph!" Yan Ying squinted at him.
Qin Yu smiled, put the sword into the scabbard, wiped the sweat with a cloth towel, sat on the edge of the bed and tapped her face with her fingers, "Our kitchen is not ready, I went out to buy breakfast, it is a very special thing, fragrant, do you want to try it?"
Yan Ying's stomach growled very cooperatively, helplessly, opened her eyes and glared at him, pouted, and said resentfully: "I'm hungry." ā
Seeing her like this, Qin Yu's heart turned into a finger twist, coaxing her, "My husband knows, you get up, and your husband will fetch water and wash you." ā
As he spoke, he jumped out of the door to fetch water.
Yan Ying is angry and funny, this guy has a mutation?
It's really ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, I think it was like her at the beginning, and she flattered him all day long.
"Little Qi'er, the water is coming. Qin Yu came in with a smile and brought the basin in, twisted the cloth towel and walked over to sit on the bed.
Yan Ying got up lazily, squinting her eyes and letting him help her clean her face.
Qin Yu bought four fried dough sticks, two oil dumplings, two bowls of soy milk, and two bowls of shoushou.
Yan Ying's eyes widened, "So much, how can you finish eating?"
"I think it's so fragrant, you can eat whichever you like, and if you don't like it, you can throw it away. Qin Yu smiled and said in a low voice, "I don't know which one you like, except for copying hands and soy milk, we haven't eaten anything else." ā
Yan Ying looked at him with a flattering look, her heart softened, and she smiled softly, "I like to eat, do you know what it's called?" she pointed to the fritters.
Qin Yu shook his head.
"This is called fried rolls, and this is called fried fruit. "Deep-fried rolls are the ancient name for fried dough sticks.
"Oh, my wife is so smart. Qin Yu smiled, in fact, he listened to the people around him when he bought it, and he deliberately made Yan Ying proud.
Yan Ying smiled proudly, carried a fritter and separated the two, and handed him one, "Dear husband, give it." ā
My dear?
Qin Yu was thrilled when she heard this title, took it, and took a big bite, "It's so sweet." ā
Yan Ying took a bite and glanced at him, the fritters are so fragrant, how can they be called so sweet.
The two were eating, and someone called at the door of the fence, "Is the big brother there?"
Eldest brother?
Yan Ying bit the fritters and glanced at Qin Yu with a suspicious face.
Qin Yu said inexplicably, "I'll see, I should have gone to the wrong door." ā
Yan Ying stretched out her head and saw a little girl at the door of the fence, carrying a bamboo basket, and her little face turned red when she saw Qin Yu.
After a while, Qin Yu came in with a bamboo basket, put it on the countertop, and sat down to continue eating.
"Could it be that I'm too old? Others think you can take a concubine? Besides, if the lady in the main house doesn't nod, can you take a concubine?" Yan Ying bit the fritter and said slowly.