?After Ji Junlang finished speaking, he blushed. He was thinking about whether what he just said meant a bit of a promise. They wanted to be together for a long, long time, in response to what Xiaoxueren once told him that he was his wife. …
Scratching his head, Ji Junlang blushed and his heart beat, breathing heavily, he sat next to Shen Ying, stretched out his hand, and warmed it. He rubbed his belly again, but he was not full yet.
Suddenly a bowl of noodles that looked like they had not been touched was stretched out in front of him. Ji Junlang looked at him in surprise, "Give it to me?"
The snowman who looked like a little daughter-in-law said: "Well, I'm full."
Ji Junlang's heart felt warm. No one had ever given him so much.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Shen Jun thought, "You dislike it?"
He immediately explained: "I haven't touched this."
The man quickly took the bowl and chopsticks: "I don't dislike it, how could I dislike it, I don't dislike it..."
Did he say so many words in a row that he didn’t mind? He was just afraid that he would be sad if he was drunk.
He held his chin up drunkenly, smiled, and said with crooked eyes: "I understand, no need? Say so much."
The heat on Ji Junlang's face doesn't seem to have a chance to fade away. I'm afraid it will get hotter and hotter?
"I said I was full again, but my bowl has not been touched." Ji Junlang was about to shout out his noodles when he remembered.
Shen Zui stared at him tenderly, and after meeting the man's gaze, her eyelashes trembled slightly: "My appetite is a little small."
When Ji Junlang was about to open his mouth again, he didn't see him from the door, but heard his voice.
"Oh, Ji Junlang! Look what I've found for you. She's a very attractive woman."
Aunt Wang, who introduced the marriage next door, came again. She didn't expect that there was someone else at home. She was stunned when she saw Shen Jue, and then her eyes lit up, "Jun Lang, you have such a handsome brother?"
"No." Ji Junlang had no choice but to put down his bowls and chopsticks and stood up to greet the guests.
After receiving this answer, Aunt Wang temporarily focused her attention on Ji Junlang.
His eyes were filled with disgust as he said that Ji Junlang's family had only a few strange moving pelts obtained from hunting.
Then he tried to persuade him: "The house is a mess, and there is no human touch at all. There is really no woman who can't do it, Jun Lang!"
At this point... Shen Jun knew what the aunt was thinking about. She looked at Ji Junlang and asked him, "Are you short of a woman?"
Aunt Wang immediately responded: "Which man doesn't lack women at this age? No, no, no, he should be short of women before he reaches this age. Jun Lang, it's too late."
Shen Jue only looked at him, just waiting for his answer.
Ji Junlang shook his head and replied firmly: "No shortage, Shen Jiui, I don't need it."
Aunt Wang's sincere words came immediately: "Why is there no shortage? Look at the one next door and say, my little Wang is fine. There are several children running around in the fields every day. How about you, you are still like this?" How bad it is to be alone."
Aunt Wang, who just disliked Ji Junlang's family, touched the black bear fur lying on the ground, her eyes couldn't stop shining, how valuable it was.
Ji Junlang sighed, walked to Shen Jun's side, and whispered: "But my aunt's enthusiasm comes one after another. I don't know what to do."
"Is it very profitable to be a matchmaker?" Shen Jun observed the old woman's behavior and asked thoughtfully.