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  Tan Anjun stepped out of the bathroom, this feeling of rapid heartbeat, can he say that it is really wonderful?

  When Yang Lan'er came out of the bathroom, she saw her silly roezi sitting there looking out the window, with a dumbfounded look on her face.

  While wiping her wet hair, she sat on the opposite stool and reminded softly, "Master, go and wash up."

  After she finished speaking, she found that a certain man was still indifferent, staring blankly at the leaves outside the window.

  What's the matter with this guy?

  Yang Lan'er stood up and walked around in front of him, her eyebrows slightly frowned: "Tan Anjun!"

  The faint fragrance hit him, making his mind clear for it, staring at the charming dimple who was close at hand, he couldn't help but softly replied: "Oh..."

  Yang Lan'er pulled his arm and raised her eyebrows: "Ah, you big-headed ghost! You have come back to your soul, and your whole body smells like sweat. Why don't you wash it off?"

"Sweat smell?"

Hearing the smell of sweat, Tan Anjun instantly recovered from his longing. He couldn't let his image in the eyes of his little wife be completely ruined. He lowered his head and sniffed at himself. Not to mention, it really smelled like sweat. .

  However, it is far from smelly! But if you don't wash it again, it may really be sour and smelly.

   "Miss, you have a rest, go to wash up immediately for your husband, and it will be over soon."

   "Sister, take your time and wash it clean. I'm not in a hurry!"

   Tan Anjun staggered when he heard the words, but luckily he held on to the door frame of the bathroom, and turned his head to give her a meaningful look.

  Yang Lan'er looked at him in embarrassment, laughed wildly, and lay on the table with shoulders trembling non-stop.

   Oops, the weather is too hot, she just laughed for a while, and sweat came out of her body again.

  Yang Lan'er squinted at the glare of the sun outside, and the cicadas on the tree kept screaming. Now it's really summer, and the weather is so hot that people have no appetite. She rests her chin and thinks about what refreshing food to eat in summer...

   "Mother, mother, my son is coming!"

Sure enough, with her cheeks propped up, she saw Belle striding across the threshold and running over with short feet, followed by Bao'er with a helpless face, followed by Chenyang, Chenyu, Xiaoyingzi, and Xiaoyingzi Huai. Xixi.

Ah! It's so neat!

   "Mother, where is Daddy?" Belle asked doubtfully, not seeing Tan Anjun left and right.

  Yang Lan'er pursed her lips, indicating that she was in the bathroom.

   "Oh" Belle pouted dissatisfiedly: "Mother, why are you ignoring your son? Did your son make you unhappy?"

  Yang Lan'er was confused and shook her head: "No."

   "Mother quibbles and says no..." Mother hasn't kissed him for a long time.

   "Auntie, Auntie."

   "Mother."

  Yang Lan'er lay on the table, raised her hand towards them, and signaled them to sit by themselves.

  The children moved a small seat and sat around her. Xixi jumped out of Xiaoyingzi's arms and rubbed against the hostess' legs.

   "Aww!" Woman, you haven't paid attention to Lord Tiger for a long time, hurry up and give him a hug.

"Humph!"

  Yang Lan'er followed the voice and looked over, Yo! This little son is still arrogant?

  Bell snorted coldly to express her strong dissatisfaction.

  Everyone turned to look at him.

   "Brother Kun'er, what's the matter with you? Is your throat uncomfortable?" Seeing him pouted, as if someone owed him 2.58 million, Chen Yu pretended to be startled and asked.

   "Oh, brother Kun'er came to drink a glass of water to moisten his throat." Xiaoyingzi helped him, and hurriedly poured a glass of water and put it on the table in front of him.

  (end of this chapter)