Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Cheng Yuanzheng agreed so readily, but Su Haitang was a little ashamed and felt that she was a little selfish.

After all, he had been a soldier for so many years. This was not only a heavy responsibility entrusted to him by the Cheng family, but also his ambition. She should not use emotions or anything to kidnap him and deprive him of his right to choose a career.

What she loves is the principled, responsible and loyal Brother Bing!

"It doesn't have to be like this. Anyway, you have done enough meritorious service. Go back to lead the troops and become the leader. Just stop going on missions all over the world."

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled and squeezed her hand, enjoying his wife's care and love, feeling at peace in his heart.

His wife looked so tender like this, so green that he couldn't bear to swallow her.

But the clothes on his body are all modern clothes. If this were the old days of early marriage and early childbearing, maybe he could bring his wife home earlier and have a baby together.

There is no need to think about anything now, just take a good rest.

Xiaoyu is a reliable guy, but I am worried that his body is too tender now, so I just made my wife look like she is about the same age, so that she can be the right one, right?

Originally, he was not interested in sibling love, and always felt that men should protect women; especially when his wife said something stupid like "I gave birth to you before I gave birth to you, and you are already old after giving birth to you", and he planned to use this as an excuse to abandon her. he!

I can't think about it anymore, my heart is about to be pierced into a sieve!

"Feeling uncomfortable again?"

Su Haitang noticed that his face was ugly, so she nervously raised her hand to touch his forehead, only to feel that it was cold. She then lifted up her bangs with her backhand and raised her forehead to feel it carefully.

"I'm fine."

Cheng Yuanzheng smelled her sweet fragrance close at hand, and the two small fan-like eyelashes in front of him blinked, as if they could slap his eyes.

What caught his attention the most was that he was the only one clearly reflected in her dark pupils!

Cheng Yuanzheng felt hot in his heart, regained some strength in his arms, held her in his arms, and pressed his lips against her pale pink lips.

"Well."

Su Haitang made a vague noise, but instead of refusing to resist, she felt happy!

Did he recover so quickly?

As expected, he has the body of a former demigod, just powerful!

Speaking of which, what is her status now?

It's so deserted here that it's hard to tell what kind of world it is.

But looking at what she was wearing, Su Haitang let out a sigh. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

But neither the hands nor the skin are right.

"Cheng Yuanzheng, what do you think are the characteristics of the clothes I wear?"

Su Haitang simply asked Cheng Yuanzheng directly.

"Exceptionally old?"

Cheng Yuanzheng chose a safer answer and observed her eyes.

Su Haitang rolled his eyes.

It’s also very shabby and earthy!

"That's not what I'm asking. Forget it, let me tell you directly. I feel that the clothes on my body are very similar to the ones I remember wearing."

"My family was poor at that time, and the Su family didn't care about me. I've been in his family for more than ten years, and before I went to work to make money, I never wore a piece of clothing without patches."

"Su Jianmin had worn it out and mended it, and threw it to me. It was old and fat, and it looked like a tattered sack on my body. It was similar to a beggar on the street."

"I have to cherish these and wear them, because the old clothes still need to be made into bedsheets, shoe soles, diapers and rags. There is not much left for me to waste."

She pointed to the patch on her elbow with a strange look in her eyes.

"I've been wearing this dress for three years. It's wrapped in a ragged cotton straw curtain in the winter, and it's the same one in the summer. I sewed the patch on it myself."