"Girl, stay! Girl stays! Girl......"

The little girl screamed and ran faster, and as soon as Tuesday gritted her teeth and threw off her big stride, after all, it was someone else who had long legs and ran a street panting, and finally stopped Hu Shijiu in a narrow alley.

"Auntie...... Mother ...... "Tuesday's tired words are incoherent.

"You?" Hu Nineteen looked at Tuesday vigilantly.

Sure enough, his jade tree is in the wind, which is unforgettable at first sight!

Tuesday supported the wall with one hand, blocking Hu Shijiu's way, and shook his head again, assuming an evil and crazy posture: "Little girl, what are you running?" ”

Hu Shijiu was stunned.

Am you smitten by yourself? I'm Tuesday, and I'm really Langjing's girl killer!

Tuesday only saw the other party's lips move, but there was no expected exclamation, and he heard Hu Shijiu let go of his voice and shouted: "Robbery!" ”

As he spoke, Hu Shijiu lifted his feet and raised a layer of sand from the ground.

"Ahem, ahem! I'm not ......" Tuesday was made disgraced, this little girl is a rat essence, and she can actually make holes!

On Tuesday, he slapped the soil and rubbed his eyes, and his mouth was grunting.

It's just that when he finished packing up, the little girl, again, didn't--see-!

Tuesday looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"You, wait!" In the alley, there was a ghost crying wolf.

Hu 19 ran home like a gust of wind.

"Oops! What's going on here? Puzzled by basking in the sun in the yard, seeing that Hu Shijiu almost rushed into the yard, he hurriedly put down the sweet potato in his hand and asked.

Hu Shijiu immediately glanced at the sweet potatoes on the table.

"Cooked." Confused and dry laughed a few times.

Hu Jiu nodded with a smile and came to Shen Ling, who was sitting at the stone table.

"Dad, do you think this is fun?" Hu Shijiu shook the sugar man in his hand.

Shen Ling was holding a sweet potato and gnawing on it, and Hu Shijiu was very puzzled about whether it had been cooked.

Hearing Hu Shijiu call himself, Shen Ling reluctantly raised his head, took out a yellow and clear sweet potato from under the table, and looked much better than the one in his hand.

"Ning Ning, give it to you." He secretly looked at Yu He again, and whispered in Hu Shijiu's ear: "This is the best, I just took a bite and left it for you." ”

Sure enough, the sweet potato he gave to Hu Shijiu was missing a piece, but the exposed fruit pulp was much more beautiful than the color in his hand.

Hu Shijiu took the sweet potato, and his heart suddenly felt full.

"Dad, this sweet potato is so fragrant!" She took a big bite and put the sweet potato in Shen Ling's hand.

"What is this?" Shen Ling found the sugar man in Hu Shijiu's hand, immediately dropped the sweet potato, held the sugar man in his hand and couldn't stop playing with it, and tried to lick the sugar man, "Can you eat it?" ”

"I can't eat it." Hu Shijiu gently pressed Shen Ling's hand, "Didn't you always say that I wouldn't play with you?" ”

"You see, when I'm not at home, it plays with you."

"Oh......" Shen Ling nodded ignorantly. He tilted his head to look at Hu Shijiu, then at the sugar man, and suddenly smiled like a child.

Hu Shijiu also laughed, and just brought out a few steaming sweet potatoes and steamed buns from the kitchen, seeing such a happy father and daughter, he also laughed hehe.

The winter sun, warm, shines on the body and heart.

After eating lunch, Shen Ling wanted to go to the room to sleep for a while as usual. Confused and sleepy, he leaned forward and back. Hu 19 sat on the steps in front of the house, thinking about this morning's events.

How could it be so coincidental to meet Han Mochen? In his previous life, did he also like to go to Xinghualou to drink?

Hu Shijiu found that he had few opportunities to get along with Han Mochen in his previous life.

It's just that even when Han Mochen occasionally came back to rest at night, he just quietly erected a curtain in the bedroom and separated the two rooms. During the day, in order to avoid people's eyes, put it away again.

This is also the reason why Hu Shijiu married into the Han Mansion for about two years and has never come out.

Hu Shijiu didn't know anything about people, but in the days when Han Mochen returned triumphantly, he was able to take himself out to play and buy delicious food for himself, which was enough for Hu Shijiu to use these memories to resist the cold rain and frost in Hanfu when he was away.

Kids, there's always going to be.

It's just that one day, after Qingque secretly pulled Hu Shijiu and asked why, she told Hu Shijiu that she should know things as a young lady of Hanfu.

Hu Nineteen is the transformation of the fox spirit in the mountains, and there is nothing that cannot be said about her. So, after slapping the table, she grabbed Han Mochen, who was reading.

And Qingque was shocked when she saw her young grandmother so unreserved, so she could only flee quickly and implicitly, and before leaving, she closed the door for them......

"Han Mochen! Why don't you have sex with me!" Hu Shijiu tugged at Han Mochen's sleeve and said.

Originally, she wanted to grab Han Mochen's collar. But due to the difference in height between the two, they can only give up, but in this way, there is a sense of coquettishness.

"Huh?" Han Mochen was still holding a book in his hand and looked at Hu Shijiu in surprise.

"Why!" Hu Shijiu's eyes narrowed.

"This ...... This ...... "The man who has always been decisive on the battlefield faced a small woman and suddenly lost his mind.

"Green Sparrow! Green Sparrow! Han Mochen looked at Hu Shijiu, who was unrelenting, and a cold sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

The green finch standing outside the door heard the call of his young master. Just wanted to push the door in, and thought about why the young grandmother went to find the young master, she closed her eyes with a flushed face, and simply stomped her feet to cover her ears, and listened to it without hearing it.

"Ning Ning, listen to me......" Han Mochen comforted Hu Shijiu with a red face, and dragged the chair behind him over, "You sit down first." ”

"Huh?" Hu Shijiu sat on the chair unceremoniously, but still firmly grasped Han Mochen's sleeve.

"I can't delay you." Han Mochen gradually calmed down, slowly squatted down, and looked at Hu Shijiu levelly.

"I'm going to have a baby with you." Hu Shijiu firmly remembered his mission and said straightforwardly.

Han Mochen's face was slightly red again, but he was not as flustered as just now. He stretched out his hand and touched the top of Hu Nineteen's head. "Little girl, what do you know?"

Before Hu Shijiu could say something more earth-shattering, Han Mochen smiled faintly: "Good, be your young grandmother of the Han Mansion, if so, this time I will return to the dynasty in triumph, and then take you out to see all the great rivers and mountains and eat all the delicacies in the world?" ”

Although, on weekdays, Han Mochen is very good to himself, very good. However, Hu Shijiu had never seen Han Mochen so gentle.

"Okay, I want to ......" Hu Shijiu almost forgot why he came when he heard the bright future outlined by Han Mochen, and Han Mochen's sleeves tightened again, "Han Mochen, I want to have a child with you." ”

Suddenly, Hu Shijiu rushed forward, and Han Mochen hurriedly reached out to support her. Hu Shijiu's head was buried in Han Mochen's chest, and her hair had a faint fragrance. "So, you have to come back well."

"Good. Wait for me. Han Mochen gently hugged Hu Shijiu, as if the moment was desolate.

Waiting for you?

Waiting for you and me to raise eyebrows, waiting for you and my children and grandchildren to fill the house? But, Han Mochen, why, what I am waiting for is your death......