This first lunch in the woods was very sumptuous.

There were some stuffed tofu packaged from Anyuancheng Restaurant, stir-fried winter bamboo shoots, steamed chicken with rice noodles, Jinling meatballs, clams and yellow croaker soup, and eight pastries and dried fruits. In addition, the Huotou Army hunted another wild boar. After roasting it, it took the best meat from the pig's legs and brought it with a few newly picked wild fruits in the forest.

When I went out, I really couldn't talk much. After finding a relatively clean open space, Yi Cui and Ningxiang shook the velvet blankets that had been prepared early and spread them. The three of them sat directly on it.

At noon, the breeze was gentle and the sun was warm when it was shining on people. Yinmang sat cross-legged, raised his eyes and saw the little girl's delicate wrist holding the porcelain bowl in her hand, sitting quietly and delicately.

But even though she looked like she was dignified and elegant, she could not escape Yinmang's eyes.

Yinmang was wise to see that she had just sat like this for a while, and then she would stretch out her hand from time to time and rub her slender waist like a willow brush.

It was originally a very natural action, but it would be a little less natural if you do it too much. As for why the little girl felt uncomfortable on her waist, I am afraid that only Yinmang knew it in her heart.

Recalling the delicate and softness of the girl's waist last night, she could be folded into various postures and tossed around. Yinmang's heart was a little itchy. Now she saw her eating the stuffed tofu in the bowl with a small mouthful of mouth. Her mind moved slightly, so she picked up a piece of steamed chicken with chopsticks and put it into her bowl.

"Eat more and make up for it." He said hoarsely.

Su Wanrong lowered her head and glanced at it. After seeing the extra things in the bowl, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly twice.

He grabbed a chicken butt for her.

The chicken butt with extremely tender flesh has just passed the fire, and there is still a layer of oil on the skin.

Su Wanrong is almost not picky about food, but who would like to eat chicken butts with normal daughters? What's more, there were so many dishes in front of her that the man didn't pick anything up, but only got a piece of chicken butt for her. Su Wanrong immediately knew that the man did it on purpose.

The man was looking for trouble for nothing, so Su Wanrong naturally didn't want to pay attention. She opened her face and grabbed the chicken's butt into his bowl intact: "I'm very good, I don't need to make up for it. Your Majesty will keep it and eat it yourself."

The voice was cold, and I knew I was a little angry at first glance. But Yinmang seemed to be unable to see it, and insisted on returning the chicken's butt.

He said, "I don't need this, you should eat more."

Su Wanrong sneered: "You don't need this, do I need to use my chicken ass to repair my body?"

Yinmang also smiled, not in a hurry to reply. He approached her ear slowly, and then he slowly said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I'm afraid I was tired last night, so you still have the chicken butt to eat. Wherever you eat, what to make up for."

As he said that, as if he was afraid that she would not understand. His tall body leaned slightly to the right, stretched out his big palm, and he pointedly and helped her to rub her soft little waist twice.

He smiled hoarsely, "Look at your beautiful body, I will rub you well later."

A low voice mixed with a smile rolled into her ears bit by bit. Su Wanrong's face turned red immediately, and she was so angry that she was angry.

Thinking of outsiders present, Su Wanrong resisted the urge to directly press the chicken skin in the bowl onto the man's head, and just raised her eyes and glared at him hatefully.

Yinmang smiled even more happily.

This time, the look of affection between you and me was so full of love that Zhao Yuan on the opposite side was almost bubbled.

Is this the one she knows who is cold to everyone? Not only does she help his new wife get off the carriage, she looks like a baby. She also picks up food for his wife with her own hands!

On the other hand, the queen-in-law looked ungrateful. That was the dish that Brother Amang personally picked up! It would be fine if he didn't answer, but he dared to glare at Brother Amang.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuan first saw that Brother Amang, the new wife, had the only remaining favoritism disappeared. She felt that this wife was not only hard to raise, but also a person who was in a blessing without knowing her blessing!

And her brother Ah Mang didn't know what was possessed by her, and his wife treated him like this. Not only did she not get angry, she smiled like something. This was the first time she saw Brother Ah Mang laughing...

The more Zhao Yuan looked at him, the more he felt uncomfortable. He simply stopped looking at him, holding the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and poking the meatballs in the bowl angrily.

The movements on Zhao Yuan naturally fell into Su Wanrong's eyes. She looked at the country girl with a faint look. She was angry, but her eyes still glanced at them from time to time. Her eyes were aggrieved, as if someone had taken away her own man.

With a slight turn of his eyes, Su Wanrong set his eyes slightly on the man who was coveted but didn't know it, or was too lazy to care about it.

If it weren't for this girl named Zhao, she would always vaguely reveal the inexplicable hostility when she faced her.

This girl is actually a pitiful person. She has worked hard to leave her hometown for a man and finally came close to her, but in the end she doesn't even want to look at you.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Didn't you say that the fruits in the mountains taste sweeter than those in the palace? You haven't tasted this kind of taste, and they are all over water. Let me give you a few to taste?"

My thoughts were interrupted by Yinmang's voice. Su Wanrong looked up and saw the two fruits handed to her by the man.

The red wild fruits are full, with water droplets on them.

It looks a bit like plums, but when you look closely, it is different. It is bigger and brighter in color.

His eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know which string was wrong. He suddenly frowned and looked at the two wild fruits and said:

"Sweetness is sweet, but there are more fruit juices in the mountains than in the palace. After eating, you always have a lot of hands, so it is not convenient to wash your hands here. It's very troublesome, so I won't eat it anymore."

Yinmang seemed to have not noticed anything unusual about Su Wanrong.

The delicate little girl always likes to clean the most. The fruit juice is sticky and it makes her hands dirty, making her feel uncomfortable. Hearing her say this, she immediately replied without caring:

"What's the matter? If you like to eat, I always think of ways not to dirty your hands."

While speaking, he took a dagger with a palm length, cut the peeled fruit into small pieces, and put it into Su Wanrong's bowl.

It looks like a man who is rough and has a very flexible and lightweight way to do this. The peel he cuts off is a thin layer, and the flesh cut into pieces in the bowl is the same shape, which is exactly the size of the mouth.

Su Wanrong looked at the neatly pulp in her bowl and was a little confused. Yinmang came forward again and laughed in a low voice: "Don't you eat it yet? Do you really want me to feed you with your own hands?"

Of course it is impossible to feed him.

Then he picked up the porcelain bowl full of wild pulp in front of him and started to eat in a delicate manner.

Zhao Yuan, who had been observing secretly from the side, stared at this scene so that his eyes were almost falling.

The wife in the city is so spoiled. She even dislikes this and that when she eats a fruit. She really thinks she is a fairy who is not touching the spring water. She also asks Brother Ahmang to help her cut the fruit open before she is willing to eat it...

Zhao Yuan's eyes were a little hot and sore at this moment.

Thinking about how much I like Amang Brother, I am definitely far better than Amang Brother's new wife.

What's the good thing about this new wife? She is so cute and like an unweaned child. She even asks people to follow her butt to serve her when she eats. Her Ahmang brother is so powerful, so how can she be a person who is picking up vegetables and peeling fruits for others? She is completely trying to slap her Ahmang brother!

Yes, this new wife is more beautiful than herself.

But even though the new wife is as beautiful as a fairy, can she eat it for food? Can she give birth to a son for Brother Amang? She can shed herbs and herd cattle and farm. Besides being good-looking, Brother Amang's new wife has any other advantages?

Thinking of this anger, Zhao Yuan looked down at his hand and bit off a large bite of wild fruit with his skin. Suddenly he lost his appetite.

He curled his lips, threw away the fruit in his hand with a "pop", and stood up from the ground.

"I'm full! Brother Ahmang, please eat with your queen and your wife!"

Su Wanrong lifted her eyelids, and looked at Zhao Yuan's back as she shook her hand and left, and said softly as if she was talking to herself: "I have a very big temper."

He lowered his eyes, a faint smile appeared beside his lips, and his mood seemed to be very good, and he continued to eat the fruit in his bowl.

Yinmang didn't say anything from beginning to end, but just looked at the little girl's pursed lips and chuckled slightly, and her thin lips also bent slightly without leaving any trace.

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After lunch, Yinmang followed Su Wanrong back to the carriage to rest.

The original spacious and comfortable soft couch in the carriage suddenly had a tall and strong man, which suddenly seemed crowded.

In fact, it is not just today. Whenever you rush through the day, this man always gets in the car and rest for an hour or two.

I was already a little used to it, but after all, I was tortured by this man until dawn last night. Although it was not as uncomfortable as the first time, my back was sore. In addition, the anger I had this morning had not completely dissipated, so I naturally didn't want to give this man any good face.

When Yinmang was lying behind her, he suddenly approached her, and his long arms skillfully hugged her waist. Su Wanrong frowned and immediately hit him on the back of his hand with a stern face.

"Stop it and stop it, and don't use your hands and feet."

That voice did not hide his disgust for him at all.

But Yinmang didn't move at all, and even kissed her side face with a smile. "I performed so well today, and I didn't even hug me?"

Su Wanrong frowned, not understanding what he was saying at all.

Yinmang looked at the back of her head, smiled and said, "You pretended to be so angry that you just now. Look at your proud look, and you still think I don't know. You also said that others have a big temper. In my opinion, no matter how big the other person has a big temper, it is not as good as you."

Yinmang was not an unintentional person. In the past, he had no interest in loving men and women, so he naturally would not waste his time on boring things. In the end, he fell into the palm of a delicate little girl. At the beginning, he couldn't figure out the thoughts of every girl's family, but in the past few days, the little girl always mentioned the name of Zhao Long, and it was inevitable that she would think too much.

Until today, the little girl took the initiative to invite the Zhao girl to have lunch together. She looked so generous and decent, and even hinted that he cut the fruit for her to eat...

You should know that if this is on weekdays, it would be very rare to call him intimately, even if you take the initiative to say something to him.

Now that things have come to this point, Yinmang has an instant enlightenment.

After being with Su Wanrong for so long, Yinmang gradually understood. His little girl looked like a dignified and generous lady in front of him, and her clear eyes seemed to look at everyone calmly and calmly. But these are actually appearances. In the bones, this little girl was just a delicate little jealousy.

He is very domineering and arrogant, and only allows himself to look at others. If the woman next to him says one or two more words, even if she takes a look at it, it will not work.

Piansheng Yinmang didn't feel angry at all.

Seeing the little girl eating tasted, she felt very proud. She felt that her childish look in secret competition with the Zhao girl was really cute.

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Next chapter will give the farmer a box lunch.
Chapter completed!