After asking, Mo Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that she was a little pretentious, too unsure of satisfaction, the working women of this era have husband-oriented, virtuous, hard-working, these qualities, she does not have. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gu Zheng's willingness to marry her means that he will definitely be the one who pays more in the future.

"Husband, do you like Da Wu and Mojia Village?"

What Gu Zheng said was the truth, when she was rescued by her husband, the people in the village were gossiping, saying that he had good luck and could take the opportunity to rub oil or something, and he said it dirty and obscene, just because he was ugly in the eyes of the villagers, did good deeds, and was talked about, Mo Xiaohe was wronged for him.

The Great Wu people judge people by their appearance, just like the customs, engraved in the bones, as long as the appearance is not good, they have to suffer countless white eyes, this era has no plastic surgery, can only be dressed up, work hard.

"It's the same everywhere, it's good in the mountains, it's quiet."

You don't need to contact people, naturally you can't hear gossip, Gu Zheng is already used to it alone, now that he is married, he has Mo Xiaohe to accompany him, and they will have a few cute babies in the future.

In terms of attitude towards people, Dayue people are much better, but for here, Mo Xiaohe always feels that it is a foreign land and has no sense of belonging.

"Well, I'll accompany you in the future."

Mo Xiaohe leaned on Gu Zheng's arms, touching his hard chest with one hand and his chin with the other, the man's beard grew too fast, and he didn't shave for two days, and a blue stubble appeared, she raised her head and rubbed his chin with her cheek, the taste was itchy.

"Don't move."

Gu Zheng's eyes deepened, he was a man with strong blood, and he couldn't stand the unintentional teasing of his own lady, he touched her head, and his voice was hoarse, "I want it, I'll give it to you at night." ”

"Who wants it?"

Mo Xiaohe immediately blew up, how to say that she seemed to be in great demand in that regard.

"Your hand ......"

Gu Zheng reminded his own lady that he was a man with normal needs, and his own lady's little hands touched him around, from chest to abdomen, all the way down, and no one could stand such torture.

"This ...... I didn't mean to. ”

Her husband didn't remind her, Mo Xiaohe hadn't reacted yet, she liked to lean on his chest and touch the chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and mermaid line with her hands, which was almost a subconscious action, she didn't realize how sultry it was, so she blushed.

"Xiaohe, I've cooked the meal, should I serve it, or will you and your husband go downstairs to eat?"

Feng knocked at the door, and he didn't know when he came.

Mo Xiaohe covered her face with her hands and glared at Gu Zheng, she was really embarrassed to go downstairs to eat with everyone, she hurriedly replied, "Aunt Feng, you don't have to send it up, let my husband go downstairs to get it, we will use it in the room." ”

After speaking, she made a gesture of please to Gu Zheng.

I haven't had sex for a few days, in the face of the temptation of men, Mo Xiaohe has no concentration, she has always felt that her husband is too stylish, sometimes she can see Gu Zheng driving the carriage, she can see the trance, she thinks, she has a disease called nymphomania, terminally ill.

Gu Zheng stood up, first closed the small gap in the window, on a rainy day, the moisture in the air was easy to make people get caught in the cold, and helped Mo Xiaohe dry his hair, and then went downstairs.

As soon as he left on his front foot, Mo Xiaohe turned around and returned to the inner room, rummaging through his small cloth bag, hum, didn't she take the initiative to seduce? Then she tried to seduce her, put on an almost transparent belly pocket, and wiped a little light-smelling balm in the mirror, Mo Xiaohe smiled incomprehensibly.

Those routines of the spring palace diagram are useless, tired and tired, it is better to use the simplest, most primitive, this time she wants to take the initiative, thinking about it, the rainy night is still worth looking forward to.

In about a quarter of an hour, Gu Zheng went upstairs with a food box.

On a rainy day, the room was dim, Mo Xiaohe had already lit the oil lamp, sat by the window in a daze, and occasionally smirked twice, she was fantasizing about the scene at night, and her husband would definitely be startled!

"What do you think?"

Gu Zheng took off his coat, draped it on Mo Xiaohe's body, and opened the food box. The inn had fresh ingredients, and they bought some from the caravan, and Feng made wild bamboo shoots and roasted pork, and a fresh crucian carp stewed soup, milky white, sprinkled with a layer of green onions, steaming, and the umami came to the face.

"Drink some soup and warm up."

This rain will fall until tomorrow at the earliest, if it is late, tomorrow night or still have to spend the night in the inn, if not particularly in a hurry, it is better not to go on the road on a rainy day.

"What about our goods? Who's watching? ”

The house at the back of the inn had a storehouse, because it was next to the official road, and there were often caravans staying, so they built a few rooms and rented them out as a storehouse.

"I took a look, the warehouse is good, there are tiles on it, it doesn't leak rain, Uncle Jiang took people to move the carriage in, and he stayed there at night."

Things are valuable, not hundreds of taels or thousands, but tens of thousands of taels, just a big lock, Uncle Jiang is not at ease, there happens to be a bed over there, and he can just watch the night.

Mo Xiaohe nodded, and took a sip of fish soup, Feng's cooking skills are indeed very good, along the way in the wilderness, you can also eat hot meals, and it is really a wise choice to take a woman to cook on the road.

The sound of the rain beating on the eaves of the house, crackling, a curtain of water under the eaves, it is not yet the hour of dinner, the sky is already so dark that you can't see your fingers, there are occasional carriages passing by outside the window, and you can hear the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the rain.

Mo Xiaohe took advantage of Gu Zheng's washing interval to light incense in the room, the incense is also the private collection of her mother-in-law Gu's, it is said to have an aphrodisiac effect, God knows, she was wrong at the time, so she accepted it.

The fragrance was intoxicating, and after only smelling it for a while, Mo Xiaohe suddenly felt hot all over her body, her heart beat faster, her consciousness began to slowly become unconscious, and she suddenly felt that maybe it would be self-defeating tonight, she dug a pit and buried herself.

"Husband......

Mo Xiaohe couldn't stand the heat and wanted to take off her dress, but her hands didn't obey, and the buttons on her neckline couldn't be unbuttoned.

"Husband, help me."

Dizzy and swollen, it was not easy to push open the door, Mo Xiaohe saw Gu Zheng suddenly stand up from the bathtub without warning, his upper body*, water droplets flowing down the contours of his muscles. He wiped the water from his forehead with his hand, soaking wet his hair against his cheeks, just enough to block the scar on one side and set off his angular outline.

For a moment, Mo Xiaohe was stunned, swallowed his saliva, and had only one thought in his mind, this man was his, and he had to pounce!

"Lady, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Zheng noticed that Mo Xiaohe's demeanor was wrong, his face was like a peach blossom, his eyes were full of spring water, and he looked like a spring heart, he was stunned for a moment and asked.

"I'm hot, I can't unbutton my neckline."

Mo Xiaohe pulled Gu Zheng out of the bathtub, simple and rude, hugged his waist, his husband's inverted triangle figure was really perfect!

Gu Zheng stiffened his body, and he couldn't push his own lady away, so he could only endure the torment, help Mo Xiaohe unbuckle the button, and then watched her throw her skirt boldly.

The belly pocket is a white almost transparent white gauze, embroidered with two magnolia flowers, but it can't hide the spring light, the two people look at each other, feel each other, each other's breathing is heavy.

The inn is simply furnished, not luxurious, because Mo Xiaohe is a little clean, the sheets and bedding have been replaced by himself, and the bed has already been tidied up.

"Husband, didn't you say night?"

Why, there is no action yet? Mo Xiaohe is in a hurry to get on the fire, everything is ready, all he needs to do is to fall down!

In the face of the invitation, if Gu Zheng can hold back any longer, he is not as good as a beast, the water stains on his body have almost rubbed on Mo Xiaohe's dress, Gu Zheng stepped forward, directly put his wife on his shoulders and put it on the bed.

Entering the inner room, he felt an intoxicating aroma, he looked at the half-burned incense lit on the table, his dark eyes were deep, how could his own lady use this? Is it a test of his abilities?

Mo Xiaohe didn't know what Gu Zheng thought, she got up from the bed, sat directly on Gu Zheng's body, leaned over, held his face with her hands, and stared affectionately, she was too passive in the past, and she was led by his nose throughout the whole process, she took the initiative, and felt a little different. The gauze tent was lowered, and the sound of wheezing and the sound of the storm outside the window rang all night.

The next day, the rain began to lighten and rain, but it did not stop.

Mo Xiaohe shrank in the quilt, only her head was exposed, she looked at the bruises and purple marks on her body, and she was very resentful, she shouldn't be curious, lit incense, it turns out that lighting a fire on her husband Jun is tantamount to *, she is now suffering from backache and leg pain, and there are marks on her neck, how can she see people?

Gu Zheng washed up properly, went downstairs and brought Mo Xiaohe's favorite tofu flowers and meat-filled shortbread, after entering the door, he saw that his wife was still hiding in bed, and shook his head funny, last night was very enjoyable, although he didn't sleep all night, he wouldn't feel tired.

"Get up, the tofu flowers will be cold in a while."

Warm water and a change of clothes were ready, Gu Zheng lifted the quilt and took Mo Xiaohe out.

"Shall we leave today?"

If she goes on the road, she hides in the carriage and does not go out, and if the sun is shining, she can't always wear a high-necked dress, which is even more desired.

"It's enough, look at the sky, it's going to rain heavily in a while."

Gu Zheng passed a cloth towel and handed it to Mo Xiaohe, Mo Xiaohe didn't care about hypocrisy, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, sat at the table, and tasted the hot tofu flowers.

Feng Shi didn't know how to do this, early in the morning, Gu Zheng went out and walked several streets to buy it for her, just so that she could eat comfortably.

There are several layers of shortbread with meat filling, the outer skin is sesame, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the meat does not seem to be a simple meat filling, but made of bacon, like jerky, not soft or hard, crispy and delicious.

"Husband, have you eaten it?"

Mo Xiaohe gave Gu Zheng a shortbread, "You eat it too, eat more." ”

Last night, my husband was too hard and sweaty, and no matter how good his physical strength was, he couldn't stand this intensity, so he should eat more to make up for it.