The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 68 See you at the old place (1)
Mo Wen didn't answer, but leaned closer to her, suddenly pulled off the corner of the quilt, and covered her with his quilt.

He wrote on her palm: "Your hands are so cold."

His actions were really clumsy. If he hadn't known that he had always been aloof from the world, Bai Lijing would almost have thought that he did it on purpose, to disturb her on purpose, and to make her do the next thing on purpose.

Bai Lijing sighed, went up to her, pulled Mo Wen into the overlapping quilt, leaned forward slightly, stepped over his body, pressed the corner of his quilt well, and swept Mo Wen's loose hair across Mo Wen's neck and face, when she lay down beside him, Mo Wen's breathing intensified imperceptibly.

"Go to sleep." Bai Lijing said softly.

The two of them arrived under the same quilt, still lying flat, their eyes staring directly at the top of the bed. After a while, Mo Wen reached over again, groped in the quilt, took her hand, and placed it between the two of them. On the vacant bed sheet, there was no crossing the boundary, and no further action, just clenched tightly and refused to let go.Soon, his breathing sounded, even and long.

Bailijing also closed her eyes, her lips curled up unconsciously, she was in a daze, and there was a steady stream of heat from her clasped hands, she slept peacefully, without even a trace of dreams.

When the crisp birdsong sounded outside the window, Bai Lijing opened her eyes, and found herself sleeping in Mo Wen's arms, with her arms around him, her legs resting on him irregularly, her whole body curled up tightly sticky gesture.She hurriedly loosened her arms and legs, lay down again, and pretended nothing happened.

A slight smile appeared on Mo Wen's lips, and he stretched out his numbed arm, and still held her hand, the palms of both of them were warm at this moment.

It was already bright outside the window, and Baili Jing turned her head to look at him, and could clearly see that Mo Wen's eyes were closed tightly, as if he hadn't woken up yet.She withdrew her eyes, looked calmly at the dark top of the bed, and suddenly thought, that's it, Mo Wen, if it's possible, let's hold hands for the rest of my life.She didn't have any extravagant hopes anymore, but she didn't know what else Mo Wen wanted.

These days, she has been in the dominant position, and she does what she thinks is right, but it is difficult to think so thoroughly.Moreover, she was somewhat reconciled in her heart, not reconciled that she was a loser in love, not reconciled that Han Ye really left her so heartlessly, and even reconciled that when she met the two people she hated, she was so embarrassing , Then, feel ashamed.

Why feel ashamed?
Because of her stupidity and great evil.

She actually forced this marriage on Mo Wen, but after time passed, she thought again, why Mo Wen can't compare with Han Ye?Why is he not as good as Han Ye?

Mo Wen is Mo Wen, Han Ye is Han Ye, they are different.Mo asked why should he be compared with Han Ye?Could it be that because he is sick, his face is ugly, and he can't speak, he will be treated unfairly?
She hurt Mo Wen far more than she protected him.She hurt him first, and then protected him. She planted the cause and effect. She became a bully covering the sky with one hand, wantonly trampling on Mo Wen's self-esteem and his entire decadent life. This is an unforgivable sin .

It was getting late, and she had to get up to make medicine for Mo Wen, so she lightly broke away from Mo Wen's palm, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, just as she got off the rosewood pedals, there was a crisp whistle sound from behind.

Bailijing was startled, and looking back, Mo Wen turned sideways, smiled at her, and then blew two long whistles.It wasn't the few codes she taught him, but he set it himself——

Three long.I want to see you.

He smiled softly, like a newlywed husband looking at his beloved wife, Bai Lijing was caught by his gentle eyes, and said after a while: "I'll make the medicine."

Mo Wen pursed his thin lips, and stretched out a hand towards her, Bai Lijing stepped forward to hold it, and Mo Wen wrote: "I will curl your hair for you."

Bailijing was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "Okay."

Three thousand blue silks were spread on her back, and Mo Wen stood behind her, a little troubled, there are many things in the world that cannot be learned without a teacher, such as curly hair.He has never done such a romantic and elegant thing, and he has never even carefully studied the woman's hair bun before, but he has been very interested in her long hair recently, and wants to hold it in his hands and play with it every moment.Volunteering to comb her hair like this is really a bit hard to get off.

The hair was smooth, and the wooden comb was combed from head to tail, slipping like silk and satin in the palm of his hand. He combed it three times, and suddenly leaned over and stuck his head out from her shoulder, facing the beautiful beauty reflected in the vanity mirror. The face frowned.

Bai Lijing tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Wen's long hair was not combed, and it was messy and mixed with her hair. He lowered his head and stroked her shoulder like a child who did something wrong. Bai Lijing felt it, and he wrote The answer is: "I... won't."

"Idiot!" Baili Jing cursed almost blurt out, a little embarrassed, he said to do her hair with such a sure look before, but it turned out he couldn't.

After hearing this, Mo Wen leaned over and wrapped her waist lightly in aggrieved manner, squatted down beside her, took her hand and wrote: "I'm an idiot. Teach me."

He admitted it quite simply, Baili Jing turned away helplessly, and looked into the bronze mirror again, but her tone softened: "...Okay, watch."

Mo Wen squatted beside her, carefully watching her movements, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching.

Yuan Shan came in with a silver basin for washing, saw this warm scene, and hurriedly backed out.This scene is becoming more and more realistic, will the master be able to escape unscathed by then?If he is not careful, he will be killed, so he can't help but worry about it.

"what!"

A roar of astonishment sounded in the "Hao Ran Zhai" in the early morning. Mo Yu hugged the thin quilt and shrunk to the head of the bed, furiously said: "Mulian! Why are you on my bed! You...I...my clothes Woolen cloth!"

Mu Lian had woken up a long time ago, and was dressed neatly. With innocent eyes, she glanced at Mo Yu, picking up and down as if she was looking for a girl in Fireworks and Willow Lane. Then she knelt up and bullied Mo Yu. Standing in front of Yu, one hand grabbed the quilt on his chest, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smirk: "Hey, Mo Xiaohei, don't be afraid, my sister loved you very much last night, don't worry!"

After hearing her words, Mo Yu's head exploded, and he felt that his body was naked under the quilt, without any clothes on, and the sheets had been changed again, but he didn't have the slightest impression of this, and completely missed it. Sorry about what happened last night!
"You...you...you are talking nonsense!" Zhuangyuan Lang's handsome face flushed red, and he stuttered.

Mu Lian's shyness had long been lost after a night of torment, and she sat in Mo Yu's arms without blushing and heartbeat, and raised his chin with her fingers to turn around, facing the iron cage on the table: "Did you see it? Xiao Hei was the witness last night, and he saw everything! You can't admit it!"

(End of this chapter)