The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 230 I'm so stupid (2)
Zuo Xiang was still in a daze, Mo Wen lowered his head and gave him a shallow salute, then turned around and opened the door and went out. Seeing this, the housekeeper rushed to meet him, and asked the servant to carry Mo Wen and send him back to the courtyard.As the night fell completely, the slightly bumpy bamboo stick bumped into Mulian and Mo Yu when going from the front yard to the west chamber. Mo Yu glanced at the butler, and then politely called his elder brother. Opening his mouth, Mo Wen nodded with a light smile, and the bamboo had already been carried over, how could he have the time to greet them?This feeling of condescending and embracing has not passed for a long time, and it seems that he is extraordinarily dignified.

However, for Mo Wen's identity, these three years have indeed been extremely aggrieved. If he thought about it, how could he only be in the backyard of the West Wing?I'm used to being ignored by others, but when I first show up, I find it weird. Others don't care, what will his wife think of him?

Back in the side courtyard, his wife was waiting for him at the door of the hut. The moon in the west had already risen. It was almost fifteen, and the moonlight was exceptionally bright. Her light-colored clothes shone in the moonlight, making Mo Wen Dazzled, it looks like the distant destination in the song he once heard.Mo Wen's slightly uneasy heart since just now calmed down, and he stretched out his hand to her from afar, his wife came up to meet him, the bamboo stick stopped, and he finally took her hand.

The butler exchanged some greetings and then led the people back. The side courtyard is an ominous place, and he dared not stay for long.

"What does Prime Minister Zuo want from you?" Bai Lijing asked while supporting Mo Wen to walk back.

Mo Wen held her soft little hand, and the more he squeezed it, the more comfortable it became. Hearing the question, he thought for a while, and was about to write. Gui Jiu, the servant who has been serving Mo Wen since he left the distant mountains, said, "My lord, the water is ready!" Now, you can go to the medicine bath."

The medicated bath at the beginning of each month has been delayed until today because of the unhealed injury of Mo Wen's arrow.The last time he confessed his love to her during the medicinal bath, she was so frightened that her mood changed drastically and she ran away. This time... Mo Wen will naturally not let her go.

He stopped and wrote in Bailijing's palm: "Little lunatic, come with me and rub my back." After he finished writing, he looked down at her. He was so tall that even Bailijing couldn't look at him even if she raised her head. , It's just that his eyes are too innocent and harmless. These few words contain all the intimacy and asking for help, and there is still a little taste of courtship. The tone is taken for granted, as if he never thought that she would refuse.

Bailijing really couldn't refuse, she took the lead to dodge her eyes, and replied, "Oh."

Once again, he followed Mo Wen into the bathroom, except that he was sitting in the bathtub with his clothes on, and there was a layer of various medicinal herbs floating on the water, and the whole bathroom smelled of medicine.This time, he will be much more familiar with the road, where is the hot water, where should she be, Mo Wen doesn't need to explain anymore.

Mo Wen wet his body with a bath towel first, then turned around and handed it to Bailijing, then he stuck to the wall of the tub, and put his hands on the edge of the tub, not polite at all.Bai Lijing looked at his back, her wet black hair was spread out, her long arms were neither fat nor thin, they hugged her, and her weak body kept her warm, this man was silent forever, the only one who could scream Only her name came out.

Bai Lijing sighed in her heart, rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hands to wipe his back. In the huge bathroom, only the slight sound of water could be heard. After listening to it for a long time, it made people feel empty. Mo Wen looked back at her, and then stretched back With both arms, he folded his hands and blew the piece called "Firefly".

Accompanied by the sound of the water, the tune sounded much colder and cloudier than that night, but Mo Wen always made her helpless, he insisted on playing when he couldn't catch his breath, but in the end he could only hear the noise of the wind, and he turned his head towards her Smiling, I don't know whether it was water or sweat on his face, Bailijing couldn't help laughing along with him with a "puchi", and gave him a slight push with the hand holding the bath towel: "Stupid... idiot... "

After hearing this, Mo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to embrace her, held her face in both hands, and kissed her lips crisply, passionately and deeply, and bit the tongue that hooked her gently. .Mo Wen's hands were wet, and her hair was wet. When she let go, Baili Jing's face was covered with water, and even her long eyelashes were covered with water, which fell off in a blink of an eye. She looked cute and funny, Mo Wen Immediately bursting into laughter, Bailijing's bad temper, which was originally playful and active, was aroused by him, and she splashed the water in the tub on him in shame and annoyance: "Mo Wen, you are hateful! Damn!"

How long has it been since such a moment of joy?Mo Wen's eyes shone with a soft and doting light, and he made a fuss with her. After a while, Baili Jing's body was completely soaked, and her hair bun was rubbed off by Mo Wen's big hands. Tired of making trouble, Mo Wen took her handwriting. Said: "Little lunatic, you are so energetic when you make a fuss, I really want to spend the rest of my life arguing with you." After finishing writing, she brought her hand to her lips and kissed him deeply, his lips were warm and cool.

Bailijing's defense was compromised again. Han Ye used to always say, Yaya, when will you grow up, and when will you stop worrying?It turned out that after leaving Han Ye, there was still someone who was willing to go crazy with her.How lucky.

"It's still a lifetime, why are you in a hurry?" She covered Mo Wen's hair with a dry silk cloth, and stood up blushing: "It's almost time, don't soak for too long, I... let Gui Jiu come in to dress you..."

Mo Wen didn't make things difficult for her anymore, even though she had seen each other many times naked, the little girl's face was thin, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, Mo Wen thought about her words carefully, she said, a lifetime is still growing, anxious What... Fool, you still don't understand, you are not in a hurry, you are just so anxious that you are not mine and when will you be mine—every inch from your heart to your body is mine.After so long a long line, is it just a kiss?

Do not be silly.

At night, lying on the same bed, Mo Wen naturally hugged her into his arms, sleeping next to her, Bai Lijing asked again: "What did Prime Minister Zuo say? You seem very happy tonight."

This problem must be unavoidable, Mo Wen lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, spread her palm and wrote: "I told you before that I wanted to become an official, and I also told my father a few days ago, and he was very supportive. I guess he must be looking down on your face to treat me so nicely. But, you are my wife, your face is my face, it doesn't matter if he looks down on me, I'm afraid I'll lose face to you , Trying to think about what I can do...Jing'er, if I don't do well in the future, you must tell me, although this heart is a little eager for quick success, it only listens to you alone."

Mo Wen asked too deeply, a few words coaxed Bailijing to be speechless, Bailijing knew that Mo Wen was always calm, but she didn't know why this "quick success" was so "quick for quick success", she replied: "Your health is not good, Things in the court are very chaotic, can you bear it? Since you know that it is wrong to rush for quick success, why do you still make this mistake?"

Mo Wen wrote again: "Jing'er, although I am useless, I always want to be worthy of you. You are so good. If I want to accompany you for the rest of my life, I should work harder so that you can rely on me and not be subject to others. The grievances. However, these are just my own fantasies, and I don’t know if I can do it.”

(End of this chapter)