Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Plain red face instantly red.

This is dead!

Not through!

Wen Yan hates himself a little, and the timing is not right.

Nothing should be done.

Even if

Ning Yan follows Wen Yan and sends him to his bedroom.

And I burned the hot water myself.

"You need to wash yourself."

"No, you can go back and have a rest."

Wen Yan waved his hand and Ning Yan turned away.

At the moment of closing the door, Ning Yan reached out and touched the heart.

He was disappointed with her after all.

Just then that strange disappointment in the eyes, she naturally felt.

Young master

What are you disappointed in.

Ning Yan returned to the room.

Sleepless night after night.

Wen Yan lies on the bed, closes his eyes and slowly enters the dream.

How many flowers fall in the dream.

A lifetime of waiting is the wrong person.

In the morning.

Su Hong pushes the door out.

I saw an immortal man in the yard.

For a moment.

Kowtow to Wen Yan, get up and go to the kitchen.

The kitchen is occupied by now.

Seeing Ning banquet, Su Hong called out: "girl."

"Well, wake up, go next door and clean it. I'll leave the kitchen to me today."

"Oh."

Su Hong nods and goes out.

For the Ning banquet, it can be said that they are obedient.

You don't have to eat too much in the morning.

Ning Yan took things to the main room very carefully.

Take a look at Wen Yan, the corner of the mouth showed a dignified smile: "childe, eat."

"Come here, girl."

Wen Yan turns back, to Ning banquet hook hands.

Ning banquet seems to be lost in the mind, step by step to Wenyan side.

Wen Yan's hand fell on Ning Yan's face.

It's hot!

A living person, not a dream.

If only it was a dream.

Wen Yan takes back his hand and closes his eyes. The complexity in his eyes makes Ning Yan feel a pain.

"Young master, you asked me a question when you left last year. Now my maid has given you a reply. As long as you are happy, you can do anything."

"No need."

Wen Yan's face suddenly cooled down and walked to the main room.

Ning Yan's sight falls on Wen Yan's back.

I'm not sure.

Wen Yan is not comfortable in his heart. He is very uncomfortable.

I think it's going to have to be alone again.

"Any wine?"

"Yes."

Ning Yan said.

Bring out the ginseng wine that was soaked last year and pour it to Wen Yan.

Romantic tea is a match maker.

After drinking, you can't avoid the trend of warm words.

See the Ning banquet standing in front of you.

The brain is stuck.

I can't tell reality from dream.

I just feel that the waiting person has finally appeared.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Ning banquet to his side.