Time-traveling hunk as wife

Chapter 120: No Good Banquet 1

Not to mention anything else, as long as Lin Han stands there in a heroic manner, Lu Ming's heart will thump.

Except for Lin Han, there is no gap in a heart.

That figure, that lean waist, and the upturned buttocks, this is the rhythm of death!

Thinking about it, Lu Ming felt that his nose was hot, and warm liquid flowed down from his nose.

Stretch out your hand and touch it, it's bright red.

"Fuck! It's too embarrassing!"

Lu Ming felt very ashamed of his own wife's nosebleed, and just wanted to turn around and deal with his nose before coming back.

Unexpectedly, before he turned around, Lin Han heard his voice, and shouted in surprise: "Patriarch? You're awake, but hungry?"

Hearing Lin Han's footsteps, Lu Ming couldn't care less, turned around quickly, went up to him, and supported Lin Han.

"Daughter-in-law, your body is not as good as before. If you want to eat, you can just ask someone to tell you, so don't come here yourself."

As soon as the words here were finished, Lin Han burst out laughing.

"Patriarch, why are you bleeding from the nose, come quickly, bring a cloth towel."

On Lu Baibai's fair face, there are two long nosebleeds, which are very cute.

Lu Ming took the cloth towel handed over by the servant, and scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking what his wife was thinking, he couldn't say it.

I could only laugh silly and say, "I'm on fire...yes, I'm on fire!"

Lin Han didn't think much about it, and waved someone to bring a bowl of soup, and handed it to Lu Ming.

With Lin Han's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to do such things as chasing rumors and jealousy.

He sorted out his emotions, and he always cared about Lu Ming the most, and he firmly believed in Lu Ming's feelings for him.

"You were very drunk last night. I think you must be hungry when you wake up in the morning. I specially learned a bowl of soup from Wu Momo and stewed it all morning. You can taste it."

Asking about the aroma of the soup from a distance, Lu Ming's stomach growled and he took a sip impatiently.

Immediately, Tasty squinted his eyes, and exclaimed: "Daughter-in-law, you are so powerful, delicious, strong but not greasy, moderately salty and light."

Drank a bowl of soup beautifully, calming down the restless stomach that had been in the morning.

"However, I don't want my daughter-in-law to work so hard, so I will trouble Wu in the future."

Lu Ming's eyes were extremely sharp, and he looked at Wu Momo all night with a slight warning. He didn't want some people to gossip and bother his mind and soul with his wife.

Wu Memo trembled all over, almost knelt down on the ground, nodded, and replied: "Yes, yes, just tell me what you have to say in the future, Mr. Zhengfu should rest more."

Lu Ming defended, reassuring Lin Han, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Patriarch, did you go well yesterday?"

Lu Ming gulped down another bowl of soup and waved his hands.

"The one surnamed Zhao is an old fox. He has been chatting with me about wine, and he hesitated when it came to his own interests. I don't think he can be trusted. He was almost smoked to death by those sissies yesterday."

Seeing Lu Ming rubbing his nose with disgust on his face, he felt a little relieved.

At this moment, the concierge suddenly ran in and handed over a bronzing invitation card.

Lu Ming took a closer look, and his heart sank. The Xiao family invited celebrities from Lan Yu to clean up the dust for the county magistrate.

Yesterday he accepted the post from the Zhao family, and he expected that the Xiao family would come.

Xiao Yiyun died at his hands. At that time, many family members had seen his appearance, and the Xiao family knew that they were afraid that this matter would eventually become a blood feud.