Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

A week later, the demon people in Qingshan Village knew that a new couple had arrived in the village.

Although the man is a mute, he is handsome, and he is even better looking than some sons and brothers in the city; The woman's appearance is captivating, beautiful and extraordinary, and her body is wonderful, and her eyes are particularly beautiful, which is simply intriguing.

The girls and guys of the demon clan in the village were extremely interested in the husband and wife, or in each other's wives (husbands), and wanted to get acquainted, but Yan Xueli and Fan Yunmo ignored them.

You don't have to think about it to know that you are poaching a corner.

After all, the demon world is already messy, and there is no one realm that has so much concealment, since he likes it, he will boldly grab it.

It's just that Fan Yunmo never expected that there were many girls in this village, and even heard that some came back from the city on purpose, just to see the hibiscus in the mouth of relatives.

At this time, a red sun slowly set in the west, and the light shone on the earth.

Inside a dilapidated house.

"Husband, you are not allowed to go to the courtyard recently."

Yan Xueli thought of those women with heavy makeup who wanted to snatch away Fan Yunmo, and her eyes were even colder: "You must listen to my arrangements in the past two years." She

deliberately chose this village because it was far enough away from the Yunling Branch, and the people living in this village were basically old husbands and wives, and there were few newly married young generations.

It can not only prevent Fanyun ink from messing with flowers, but also facilitate supervision.

Didn't expect ..... It turned out to be such a result.

Fan Yunmo opened his eyes from the retreat and said lightly: "I am already dumb in front of the demon people, my husband who eats white rice, and my life is even inferior to the big family, who do you think will pay attention to me?" In

the face of Yan Xueli's complete change in his name, he didn't care.

"Huh! The husband knows that even if you are a dumb, a waste, and act unreasonable, with your appearance, even if you are a fool, you can become a fairy girl.

Yan Xueli's words revealed a sour taste, looking at his delicate facial features, but there was a little more infatuation in his eyes: "If you can, you really want to cut off your husband's face and save it, so that no one of the opposite sex will pay attention to you, and then wear it when necessary, how good." "

Don't even think about it."

For his threat, Fan Yunmo frowned: "Don't think about calling me transfiguration, it's very uncomfortable." Besides, you yourself are not without covering your face, attracting the attention of those men..." As

soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xueli had already come to the edge of the bed, one leg pressed on his waist and did not fully get into bed, and his hands were holding his face to force him to look at him.

The two beautiful and delicate faces are very close, and the breath is entangled and ambiguous.

She bowed her head and kissed gently, the dragonfly bit water, blinked her red eyes, not a little playful, but had the feeling of being targeted by the devil on the prey: "Husband-kun, but taste?" But the concubine has never looked at them squarely, but the husband, although he can't make a sound, but always has a gentle feeling, making those women mistakenly think that you are gentle with anyone, I hate it! Yan

Xueli stared at him with cold and bloodthirsty eyes, and after a moment, his head moved down, and his thin red lips came to his neck, with a slight pity, and began to tear and bite, or delicate and long kisses, with a punitive nature.

"Those ordinary people, how can they be as good as one in ten thousand..." Fan

Yunmo felt the killing intent emanating from her body, and was not afraid, but said speechlessly: "I didn't pay attention to them, it's just a matter of my own temperament, why do you blame me?" When

Yan Xueli heard this, she laughed in a low voice: "So! In the future, the husband will obediently stay in the room, don't go out and let the concubine blame it, okay?

"Are you planning to make Kanaya?"

"It turns out that husband-kun, you know, then it is better." Yan Xueli's voice carried a few wisps of chill, revealing a little fierceness: "Can you promise a concubine?" Don't challenge my patience, or my husband will know.

"Know what?"

Fan Yunmo pinched her slightly cold, but delicate and charming face, and said a little funny: "You said it yourself, as long as you are around, you can go out, how can you regret it now?"

Yan Xueli pondered for a long time, and sighed: "That's it, as long as the husband remembers not to pay attention to it, if he breaks his promise... Hum. She pressed on Fan Yunmo, wanting more to take.

Unfortunately, it is limited to short-lived pleasure.

Yan Xueli looked at him with a resentful expression: "The concubine has long wanted to serve the bed, but the king is unwilling."

After her such a reminder, Fan Yunmo thought of something, touched his chin and looked at Yan Xueli with an inspecting gaze, and said, "One year later, I will be eighteen, and Master is the age at which I agree to marry a wife, and the remaining year should you not think..."

He swallowed his spit, and suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Yan Xueli smiled maliciously, "What do you say?" Husband. "

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the conversation between the two ended, it was really Fan Yunmo who didn't want to talk more, because he had already guessed the ending.

The room returned to its usual calm, as if the threatening words had not been said just now, but rather that everything was just a routine conversation between them.

After she simply sorted out the herbs, she used a wooden hairpin to pull a bun, the ink hair was neatly combed, and she was dressed in plain and simple clothes, clean and fresh.

Yan Xueli got up and looked back before she left the room and asked, "Husband, what do you want to eat tonight?" By

the doorway, the little fox curled up suddenly pricked up his ears when he heard this, opened his eyes and looked up and shouted: "Tweet!

Yan Xueli glanced at him and ignored it, obviously the problem of eating was none of his business.

As long as Yun Mo is called, the little fox has to eat something.

"I'll take the helm."

The kitchen is just outside the house, and it is an open-air cooking, with simple pots, pans and other utensils.

Fan Yunmo wanted to do something, but Yan Xueli stood by the door and cleanly refused: "The husband can just wait for dinner in the house, you don't need to help me."

"Are you trying to make me eat and wait to die?"

During this time, Fan Yunmo practiced in addition to eating and sleeping, and Yan Xueli just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, occasionally helping to comb out, but most of the time, he was in retreat.

Yan Xueli nodded: "Well, the husband just needs to stay in the house obediently."

"I..." Fan Yunmo shook his head and smiled: "You really plan to raise me?"

Yan Xueli's slender jade hand held the door frame, with a trace of tenderness in her eyes, and a strong desire for possession of him, she laughed lowly, and her voice was charming and seductive: "Yes, I will raise you." "