Chapter 12: Sexy beauty

The white cricket also got in and went out to clean up a few pieces of clothes that were worn on weekdays.
Li Chang took over the tub in the hands of Hu Changlin and said, "Hurry up, let me send you the two of them, and it will be raining in a while."
Zhao Lan responded with a cry, and quickly rushed to the door with Hu Da Ge and Li.
Just after halfway through the rain, they came down. They ran to Hu Changlin’s home all the way. They said: "You two women are sheltering from the rain first, waiting for the rain to stop and then cleaning up the house, lest the rain will be given by the quilt. It's getting wet."
Zhao Lan should be down, full of promises, and Li Chang borrowed a piece of clothes from Hu Changlin to go home in the rain.
Hu Changlin led Zhao Lan and Bai Yu to sit in the house, but the had not yet sat down. He heard that there was any movement in the backyard. Bai Hao and Zhao Lan rushed to follow Hu Changlin.
It was originally Hu Fenggang who came back from the ground and was sitting under the eaves of the backyard to clean the sweat-soaked clothes.
The raindrops fell on the tall man, and the crystal water drops down. From the smooth back, it flows into the navy blue waistband. It is a deadly sexy.
The dark skin caused by the sun did not detract from the beauty of the face, a face that would make all women feel heart.
The white sputum swallowed, and it was difficult to remove his gaze from the man's naked body.
Hu Bo smiled and said: "Hu Feng, from now on, Lancome and Yuer will live in the wooden house of our house. Now it is raining, they will come to avoid the rain first."
Hu Feng looked at Zhao Lan sideways, nodded at her, and swept to the day, and did not stop doing more, and continued to wash his clothes.
Hu Bodao: "Don't mind, Hu Feng doesn't like talking very much on weekdays. It's not that you are not welcome."
Zhao Lan smiled and nodded: "I know, I went back to picking wild vegetables and almost fell off the hillside, or Hu Feng saved my life. I haven't thanked him all the time."
Hu Bo haha ​​smiled: "There is still this thing, I have not heard him say, so, you sit for a while, I go to dinner, simply have dinner here and go to the wooden house to rest."
When Bai Hao listened to cooking, he immediately took the sleeve and said: "I come to me, I will do dinner, where is the kitchen?"
Hu Bo is busy waving his hand: "No need to use it, you still have a wound on it, go to rest first, wait until you hurt, and then I will never stop you."
Bai Hao has found the kitchen and walked straight in. He didn’t return his head: "I don’t get in the way, it’s all skin wounds. It will be good in a few days."
Hu Bo turned to see Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan was uncomfortable, her daughter was hurt like this, and she was still rushing to cook. She was too embarrassed to eat rice at someone else's house. "She is willing to do it, she just wants to do it, but her skills are poor." Point, I will bear with you for a while."
Is she cooking poorly?
The white smirk, the poor craftsmanship is the previous day, the white pheasant is a foodie, and the cooking is no worse than the chef in the nine-star hotel.
Nothing in the kitchen except the pots and pans, a vegetable seedling has not been seen.
Looking for a long time, I finally found a cylinder of rice in a small tank. I saw that the rice was only covered by the bottom of the tank. Not to mention the four people’s meals. It is not enough for two people to eat. The whiteness in memory has never been I haven't eaten a white rice with a fragrant smell. It's not a rice soup but a thin porridge that can't be diluted.
There are five acres of land in Baijia. If all the harvests are used as rations, it is enough to feed a family. It is just that Baijia has a book to read.