Xiao Rui killed the pheasants he hunted two days ago, and carefully stewed a bowl of chicken soup, the soup and most of the bowl of chicken were all brought to her, and in the other bowl was Wowotou, as well as a few sweet potatoes steamed in the morning, there was no rice in the rice tank, and there was no porridge to drink at noon today.

But it is also a luxury to be able to kill pheasants, and whatever game that ordinary people hunt is sold to the rich merchants in the town to eat, and the silver taels exchanged for it are used to buy things needed for life, where dare to eat like this.

After he had laid out all the food, he took the soup, took half a spoonful of soup with a white spoon, and fed it to her.

An Lan leaned back and said, "I can actually eat it myself." ”

Xiao Rui's actions were urgent, holding the soup spoon high, waiting for An Lan to open his mouth.

There was not a trace of expression on his face, it was the same as when he left, it was very tight, as if someone owed him two hundred and five.

She didn't want to make him unhappy anymore, so she obediently drank the soup he fed.

The breast meat in the pheasant was boneless, and it was fed to her mouth one bite at a time, and soon the half bowl of pheasant meat was about to be gone, An Lan said: "Xiaoliu hasn't come back yet, leave some for him." ”

"Xiaoliu will not grab food from seriously injured patients."

Seriously injured patients!!

An Lan's cheeks were flushed with hot red, she bit her lip, pushed the meat he fed again, and looked at him: "Xiao Rui, you are really angry, what are you talking about, I won't do it in the future." ”

His eyelids slowly raised, glanced at him, and put the bowl in his hand on the table: "Okay, our business ......"

He paused, then stared at her again, his sharp eyes with a hint of determination, "When do you want to marry me?" ”

The sudden sentence made An Lan stunned for a while.

Xiao Rui picked up a sweet potato that was a little bigger than his finger, carefully peeled the skin, and before An Lan could reply, he said first: "After this incident, the whole village will know that my Xiao Rui's fiancée is Zhao Anlan, if I can get married as soon as possible, I can also take care of you more conveniently, and you can also tell others confidently that you are my Xiao Rui's wife." ”

The sweet potato was peeled and handed to her.

An Lan lowered his head in a daze, and sweetly took the sweet potato in Xiao Rui's hand in his heart.

He is indeed a cold-faced, warm-hearted and delicate man, who marries early and late.

Moreover, after today's trouble, the people in the village are going to change their opinion of the landlord, and there are more people who want to marry Xiao Rui.

An Lan nodded and said without hesitation: "What you said makes sense, then when do you think it's appropriate!" ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day." Xiao Rui picked up the nest head, took a bite, picked up the bowl of warm water he had prepared for himself in advance, and after taking a sip, he said in a calm tone: "It's better to be today." ”

A mouthful of sweet potato in An Lan's mouth got stuck in his throat.

Xiao Rui hurriedly handed her the bowl of water she drank, she took it, took a few big sips, and then relieved her breath, and asked with a red face: "You...... Make sure that I, the dying man, can marry you. ”

"People outside will only think that I, Xiao Rui, value love and righteousness, marry a dying person, right?" Another sarcastic sentence came out of his mouth coldly.

An Lan pulled his face, threw the sweet potato directly to an empty bowl on the table, and raised his hand angrily to pinch his face, pulling his handsome face out of shape.

Xiao Rui's brows furrowed slowly, and the palm he raised pressed on An Lan's shoulder, pushing her, however, An Lan also hugged his neck with his backhand, and the two of them fell on the bed together......