In the dark, Han Anniang put her cheek on Chen Mo's chest, her face was red and hot, and the most important thing was that she felt a feeling that she had never experienced in her life hit her whole body, making her weak and soft.

She pursed her thin lips tightly, forcibly controlling herself from singing.

But the instinct of the body is so easy to suppress, as her legs are pushed against her shoulders, and soon after, she seems to see the heavenly court, but unfortunately she has not seen the fairy, and she quickly fell down.

Maybe God didn't want her to leave regrets, she stepped into heaven again and saw the fairy, which was so beautiful.

However, her trespassing on the heavenly court was soon discovered by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and forcibly knocked her down to the mortal world, not only that, but also gave her a painful lesson, which made her cry.

It wasn't until Chen Mo lit the oil lamp and the dark room was filled with dim light that Han Anniang stopped whimpering, and the sudden light made her squint, and her consciousness broke out of the illusion little by little.

Immediately after, she noticed Chen Mo's burning gaze, and raised her hand to cover his eyes: "Second... Jiro, don't look. ”

Her tone, which was already soft and glutinous, was even softer at the moment, with a hint of hoarseness after crying.

"Smack!"

Chen Mo took Han Anniang's hand away, and then patted it gently, Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you ask you to call me uncle." ”

"Two... Erlang don't want to be a slave. ”

Han Anniang's tone was strange, and she instinctively wanted to push Chen Mo away, but she still had the slightest strength up and down, so she had no choice but to give up.

Chen Mo leaned over and kissed Han Anniang's forehead, looking at her affectionately: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful!" ”

At this moment, Han Anniang's hair has long been messy and scattered at the head of the bed, and a few strands of green silk on her white forehead are fixed by sweat, like a painting on white rice paper and black pine.

A pair of autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and there were some crystal beads of sweat hanging from the corners of the eyes, which made Han Anniang's whole face look a little pitiful, and under the tall Qiong nose, the cherry lips were slightly open. Under the snow-white goose neck is Han Anniang's delicate and stylish collarbone, and there are several red marks on it.

"Uncle Mo... Don't be ashamed to laugh at the slave family, the slave family is just a rural village woman, which is beautiful. Han Anniang's heart was like a deer, and she didn't dare to look directly into Chen Mo's eyes.

"Sister-in-law is willing to call me uncle." Chen Mo teased.

“... Uncle. Han Anniang shyly drilled her head into the futon next to her.

"Sister-in-law, you are beautiful and don't know it..."

Chen Mo smiled, and then got out of bed to make dinner.

He knew his own strength, and he knew that his sister-in-law would not be able to work tonight.

"Shhhhh

As soon as Chen Mo jumped out of bed, he was involved in the injury in his back, making him take a breath.

"Uncle, your injury..."

Han Anniang's head came out of the bed.

"Maybe the wound has broken open a bit, it's fine. Sister-in-law, you lie down, I'll cook. ”

Chen Mo disposed of the blood stains on the lower kang, put on his clothes, and went out with a wooden basin.

Soon he returned to the house, teapot in hand.

"Sister-in-law should be thirsty, drink saliva first."

Chen Mo put the teapot on the head of the bed and went out again.

Feeling Chen Mo's subtle concern, Han Anniang's heart was numb.

Listening to the movement outside, Han Anniang thought of something and said, "Uncle, the rice slave family has been prepared, and now it is estimated that it is cold, you can just heat it up." ”

Chen Mo, who had just lit a fire on the stove, responded in the kitchen.

Chen Mo put the pot on the stove shelf, put a spoonful of water in the pot, then put a wooden shelf in the clean water, put the cold one on the wooden shelf, and finally put a lid on the pot.

Wait for the water in the pot to boil and the rice will be hot.

Then he took a piece of bear meat weighing more than five catties and coagulated pieces of bear blood, and cut it into small pieces.

When the rice is hot, take out the wooden rack in the pot, scoop the water dry, and add a small piece of lard.

When the lard melts, put in the frosting you bought, simply burn the sugar, pour a spoonful of water, and then add the spices and salt you bought.

When the aroma is warm, add the cut bear meat and bear blood.

It didn't take long for the aroma to overflow.

However, in this winter, the wind and snow are howling, and the aroma can't drift far.

Chen Mo tasted the bear meat, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Fragrant.

Compared to the bland and tasteless meals I ate before.

That's the real thing.

That's life.

Extinguishing the fire, Chen Mo came to the room with his meal.

Han Anniang was holding the hairpin given to her by Chen Mo, her fingers were gently grinding, and when she saw Chen Mo coming in, she immediately hid the hairpin shyly, and said softly: "Uncle, why is it so fragrant?" ”

As she spoke, she sniffed vigorously and sat up with her body propped up.

"I bought spices and frosting in the city, and the food that made it more fragrant."

Chen Mo pretended not to see Han Anniang's small movements, put the food on the kang, and then helped her sit against the wall, and put a pillow on her back to keep her from getting cold.

Han Anniang saw it in her eyes, her heart was warm, and she muttered in her heart: "Uncle will feel distressed..."

Chen Mo knew that Han Anniang's body had not recovered yet, so he served her a good meal, served the dishes, and said, "Sister-in-law, you can taste it." ”

"Hmm."

Han Anniang tasted it, blinked, bit her chopsticks and said, "I didn't expect my uncle to have good cooking skills." ”

"Sister-in-law is exaggerating, taking advantage of the blessing of spices, if you come to make it, it will definitely be more delicious than what I make."

Chen Mo picked up a piece of bear blood and ate it into his mouth.

[+1 for the number of times to replenish beast blood, +1 experience for blood cultivation.] 】

...

After eating, Chen Mo glanced at the exercise column.

Blood Nourishment (Xiaocheng 77.2/500).

Han Anniang's meal was very small, and most of the bear meat and bear blood were eaten by him.

may be the reason for becoming a martial artist, and his amount of food is larger than before, and he digests it faster.

Before changing, Chen Mo always wanted to move, walk back and forth in the house, and promote digestion or something.

But this time, Chen Mo washed the dishes and chopsticks, returned to the house, blew out the oil lamp, and hugged Han Anniang, and the two were tired of being together.

If it weren't for the fact that Han Anniang might not be able to bear it, Chen Mo would still want to push it again.

But he still has to take advantage of the other cheap.

……

The next day, it was still before dawn.

Chen Mo felt that the delicate body in his arms was squirming, and seeing this, he hugged Han Anniang tightly, and said in a daze: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" ”

Han Anniang struggled, blushing and said, "The slave family has to go back to their room, otherwise if someone bumps into it, the slave family will have no face to see people." The slave family doesn't care, but uncle, you are a scholar, don't ruin your reputation. ”

Hearing this, Chen Mo's sleepiness dissipated a little, and when he opened his eyes, not only did he not let go of Han Anniang, but hugged him tighter, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't be stupid, since the boss and my mother left, you and I have lived under the same roof, and the group of mothers-in-law and aunts in the village may have been muttering about us behind their backs." ”