Xia Xiwan asked her aunts to call her by her first name, Wanwan, but she didn't know why the aunts always liked to call her Miss Wanwan. The title of uncle was indeed a bit strange.
Xia Xiwan's delicate skin was stained with a layer of red as delicate as roses. She turned around, stretched out her delicate white fingers, and boldly hooked the man's handsome and resolute chin, "That's, Lu
Sir, I have a lot of land here, and I am a wealthy woman. Mr. Lu, why don’t you stay and be my husband-in-law, and I will support you~"
Lu Hanting's life dictionary has not yet included the word "keep". He lowered his eyes, and the clean and refreshing masculine breath pressed into her, "You want me to be a softie, so you are after my lust."
Xia Xiwan suppressed her youthful shyness and looked at him provocatively, "Nonsense, how could I be lusting after you? I'm obviously... greedy for your body!"
Lu Hanting's eyes darkened and he touched her pretty red lips.
Xia Xiwan was so frightened that she let out a soft cry, quickly grabbed a red strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. Her delicate body retreated from his arms, and she started cooking noodles seriously, "Mr. Lu, give it to me.
Be honest, you must listen to me on my territory!"
Lu Hanting chewed the strawberry, and the sweet taste of grandma's strawberry quickly spread in his mouth. He reached out to the girl's beautiful little face and pinched it, "You really want to raise me, but that little space is not enough. I understand.
Mrs. Lu?"
“…”
Okay, she was nakedly despised!
…
The two of them ate noodles together. Aunt Zhao's hand-made noodles with exclusive sauce were delicious. Xia Xiwan stood up and said, "Mr. Lu, you go wash the dishes."
Lu Hanting put away the dishes, then glanced at her, "What are you doing?"
"I'll wash your clothes." Xia Xiwan ran into the room.
At this time, Aunt Zhou walked in. She was holding several sets of new clothes in her hands. She looked at Lu Hanting and said respectfully, "Uncle, I made some new clothes for you and Miss Wanwan. You can see if they fit."
Lu Hanting looked at the fine fabrics and the exquisite handmade threads on them. She was an embroiderer from Jiangnan.
"Let it go for now."
"yes."
Aunt Zhou put down her clothes.
At this time, Xia Xiwan's exclamation came from inside, "Aunt Li, why did you wash my clothes again?"
Aunt Li was wiping the glass with a rag, making the tiles shiny wherever she went. Hearing this, she looked at Xia Xiwan very aggrievedly, "Miss Wanwan, I didn't wash it. I don't have your underwear."
move."
“…”
Xia Xiwan scratched her hair. These aunts always do this. They leave her the boiling water for cooking noodles and leave her underwear for washing clothes. Anyway, they always have to leave something to tell her. These tasks are all hers.
self-made!
"Aunt Li!"
"Miss Wanwan, are you angry? Do you think the aunts are too old to clean up well?"
Xia Xiwan, "…"
The aunts do this trick every time, ah, she loses again.
…
Lu Hanting finished washing the dishes and walked into the room. Xia Xiwan had already washed the underwear of the two of them. The clothes exuded the faint fragrance of golden silk. She stood delicately on the balcony and hung the underwear of the two of them.
His were black striped underwear, and those on the sidelines were hers, thin fabric, cartoon pink, fluttering in the wind.