The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

At night, He Changliu lay on the bed and read a storybook by the light of candlelight, but his eyes would occasionally glance at Yan Sanmei who was washing.

Yan Sanmei had already noticed it, and turned back to give him a blank look: "Go to bed quickly, don't read at night."

"Alas, I really can't concentrate on watching this because my mind is not at peace." He Changliu sighed.

Yan Sanmei ignored her and continued to wash the handkerchief she had just used.

Seeing no response, He Changliu sighed heavily again.

Yan Sanmei still pretended not to hear and just minded her work.

He Changliu turned over and sat up, walked a few steps behind Yan Sanmei, bent down beside her ear, and sighed three times in succession: "Alas, alas, alas."

Yan Sanmei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"If you sigh on a good day, I will beat you up."

The old people all say that the more you sigh, the lower your luck will be. This is why young people don’t take it too seriously. If they were as old as their parents, they would at least slap someone in the face if they saw something like this.

"You might as well hit me." He Changliu put one hand around Yan Sanmei's waist, muttering aggrievedly: "I've thought about it carefully this time, and I feel that it's not right. If another man flirts with you, I will punch him even if I can't beat him. But look at you, your man has been seduced so blatantly, why don't you react at all?"

Even if you can’t beat him, you still have to give him two punches?

Yan Sanmei couldn't help but want to laugh at He Changliu's self-awareness, but for the man's face, she decided to hold it back.

Looking at the man's eager look as if he wanted to make her jealous, Yan Sanmei sighed helplessly.

"Well, actually I'm pretty angry, so I decided to go back to my parents' house and come back when I'm no longer angry."

He Changliu hugged her tighter, with a look of disbelief that his wife didn't make a fuss but actually wanted him to stay alone in the empty room.

"Wife, I swear to heaven, I, He Changliu, only have Yan Xiaoxi in my heart and eyes. I won't even look at those crazy lovers."

Yan Sanmei looked at him with her beautiful eyes, innocent and simple: "I believed it at first, but if I'm not angry, how can I show that I care? It's not too late now, and I think my parents have just gone to bed. I'll pack up and go back to stay for a few days."

He Changliu's face was full of surprise, and he regretted what he had done. Originally, his wife trusted him completely, but now she wanted to go back to her parents' home.

"Well, I'll go pack it up. Wife, you see, we should take our mandarin duck pillows and quilts with us. The quilt you used before was too small. I'm afraid it's not enough for the two of us."

He Changliu glanced at Yan Sanmei while speaking, deliberately emphasizing the two of them. His meaning was very clear: his wife could go wherever she wanted, but she had to take him with her.

Yan Sanmei glared at him unhappily and said, "I'm going to sleep. If you don't want to sleep, go to the study and read your book."

"Sleep." He Changliu threw the book on the bedside aside neatly, quickly lay down on the inside of the bed, lifted the quilt and patted the side: "Wife, come quickly."

Yan Sanmei shook her head helplessly. When she was engaged to He Changliu, many people said that it would be better to find a man who is a few years older than her because older men would be more caring.

But looking at this man in his twenties, Yan Sanmei held her forehead weakly.

This person's intelligence has really nothing to do with his age. Xiaobao is not even ten years old, but he is already like a little adult, so mature and steady.

As for my own family...my second brother is enough of a headache, and now there is He Changliu.

It’s no wonder that his eldest brother is displeased with everyone day by day. He took Brother Xiao to the mountains and didn’t come back for half a month just to avoid seeing them.

"Wife." As soon as Yan Sanmei lay down, He Changliu grabbed her fingers and started pinching them.

"Go to sleep." Yan Sanmei pulled her hand back and ignored him.

"Little brook, daughter-in-law, little brook, daughter-in-law."

Yan Sanmei still ignored her.

He Changliu snorted and raised his voice a little: "Third sister Yan."

Yan Sanmei suddenly opened her eyes, covered He Changliu completely with the quilt, turned over and rode on him, slapped him hard twice: "What do you want to do?"

He Changliu looked at Yan Sanmei's angry expression and chuckled foolishly. Why is his wife so beautiful?

He struggled to free himself from the blanket that bound him, and turned over, "I just want to discuss something with you. Do you think we should have a young man first, or an older woman first?"

"I don't want any of them." Yan Sanmei rejected his suggestion verbally, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Then let's get a little brother first." He Changliu lowered his head and pecked his wife, and before Yan Sanmei could react, he attacked her without any hesitation.

.........

Yan Zhennan rushed into the yard and saw He Changliu and Xiao Yuer digging a hole in the yard. Both of them were covered in dirt.

"What are you two doing?"

Xiao Yuer shook the small hoe in his hand and said, "We are digging a hole and burying it. When my little sister gets married, we will dig it out and give it to her as a dowry."

"What little sister?" Yan Zhennan was a little confused. Then, as if he had thought of something, he opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at He Changliu in disbelief: "Could it be that the third sister..."

That's not right. They have only been married for a short time. Even if we count from the wedding day, it has only been more than two months. But how can we confirm that the baby is a girl if the baby is two months pregnant?

When he thought of this, Yan Zhennan was immediately furious: "He Changliu, you bastard, I was on high alert, but you actually took advantage of my third sister right under my nose?"

"Ah?" He Changliu was confused for a moment. What was going on? He and Xiaoxi were a legitimate couple, so wasn't it normal for them to want a baby?

"Second brother, don't do anything." Seeing Yan Zhennan coming towards him aggressively, He Changliu was not stupid. He stood up and ran away.

One was running and the other was chasing. There was also a little guy clapping his hands and cheering: "Uncle, run faster, second uncle, catch him faster."

Zhao Guizhi and Yan Sanmei heard the noise and came out to see what was happening. They looked at each other, smiled helplessly and shook their heads.

"Stop running. You're making the yard full of dirt." Zhao Guizhi scolded. He Changliu quickly ran behind Zhao Guizhi as if he had found a savior, and said panting: "Mom, I just want to ask Xiaoyuer whether he likes a brother or a sister..."

He Changliu took a few breaths before continuing to seek justice from his mother-in-law: "Xiao Yuer said he liked my sister, so I told him the story of the daughter's wine. He wanted to dig a hole to bury the wine for his future sister, but when my second brother came back, I don't know what he misunderstood, and he chased me and wanted to beat me."

He Changliu asked Xiaoyuer to testify for him after he finished speaking. Xiaoyuer thought for a moment before nodding: "Yes, after we bury the body here, we will go to aunt's yard to bury it. There are a lot of wine and many little sisters."

Zhao Guizhi glared at him, and Yan Zhennan touched his nose angrily, "I was just teasing him."

It's hard to say that he was thinking in the wrong direction. If he really told his thoughts...

Haha, that's asking for trouble.

Under the doubtful gazes of several people, Yan Zhennan laughed, "Hey, Xiaoyuer, don't you want to dig a hole? Come on, Second Uncle will take you to my place to dig."

Xiao Yu'er didn't refuse, but asked mercilessly: "Second Uncle, can you and Second Aunt also have a little sister?"

Yan Zhennan: “…” This really can’t happen.