In order to protect his own melon-watching goblin, Nan Xun took He Ruo away!

Walking to the bottom of the melon shed, Nan Xun broke a big watermelon with his bare hands for his little wife.

This melon is crispy enough to open as soon as you split it.

The juice is bright red. It smells sweet.

Nan Xun broke the melon into six petals and placed it in front of He Ruo.

He Ruo unceremoniously began to gnaw one by one.

"Nan Xun, are the bandits in this era easy-going?"

"Of course not! I'm just dividing people, and it depends on the mood. ”

"Oooh!"

He Ruo tasted this pure natural pollution-free watermelon.

His face unconsciously blossomed.

The moment the watermelon entered the stomach, He Ruo was already deeply infatuated with the taste of the watermelon, just like a mouse is obsessed with rice.

Nan Xun looked at the little lady with a happy face who was eating.

"Eat slowly, there's a lot more."

"Thanks, can I do some farm work to pay for food? I'm not good at it, but I can learn. ”

"No, you are my mother, I will raise you."

However, it is not effective.

"You can play the piano for me."

"Okay."

"After living for 21 years, the only thing I'm good at is playing the piano."

The generous landlord Nan Xun cut six melons for He Ruo in a row.

He Ruo didn't know how she finished eating, she seemed to be so happy that she lost her memory.

Looking at his slightly bulging belly, He Ruo began to question, am I a rubber belly?

Was it really me who ate these melon peels?

It's not me~ It's not me.

Nan Xun didn't eat at all, he was cutting melons from beginning to end, and watching his little lady perform eating and broadcasting.

"Do you still eat it?"

"No more! I don't eat it! ”

Nan Xun said: "You're welcome. ”

"It's really not a fake politeness, I'm afraid to hold on to myself."

Nan Xun handed over the handkerchief!

He Ruo took it, and the handkerchief was embroidered with a golden pumpkin, and there were two words next to the pumpkin: "Ruyi." ”

What a delicate mountain king.

At that time, there were very few boys who used handkerchiefs, and those who were particular about bringing tissues or wet wipes.

When He Ruo finished using it, he said, "I'll wash it and give it back to you." ”

"Okay."

Eating people with a short mouth, He Ruo has forgotten his prejudice against Nan Xun.

He just got a little colder and talked less.

Actually, he's pretty good to me.

People who hate me think I eat too much, and only people who are really good to me will care if I eat enough.

Before, the mountain king in He Ruo's impression was still a monster like the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn, or the Bull Demon King.

Reckless in appearance, short-tempered, does not bathe, and is covered in fur.

But this one?

Sven's is like a young master from a rich family.

Good looks are secondary, and he's not rude at all.

If you had known that she was married to him, He Ruo would not have cried in the sedan chair.

"Nan Xun, you are thieves, aren't you busy during the day?"

Nan Xun said: "It's okay! My side hustle is not so busy, I take on work when I have work, and I rest when I don't work! These crops have been packed this morning, and there is nothing that must be done for the rest of the time. ”

He Ruo felt that he didn't sound like a wife in the village, but like a stupid daughter-in-law of the landlord's family.

"Brother landlord, call me early tomorrow, I'll bring the piano."

Nan Xun glanced at He Ruo, turned his head to the sky again, and said to the watermelon field: "When I go out in the morning, you still can't sleep thunder, I'm afraid that you will get angry and abuse me." ”

The King of Icebergs also tells bad jokes?

"No, it won't! I believe that I can't beat you even if I want domestic violence. ”