Mu Lingluo really didn't understand for a while, the meaning of his "um", was to answer that he was back or to answer that he was indeed a hospitality. She blinked, her cheeks bulging, "Are all the guests in front of you gone?" It's early in the morning! ”

Moreover, which bridegroom came back so early, isn't this a joke?

Su Zimo seemed to know what she was thinking, and lightly explained her confusion: "The imperial brother is in front, and Fu Zicheng is also in front to help, so it is estimated that it will not be chaotic." After a pause, he rolled up his sleeves nonchalantly, "It's not too early now, and probably they won't be making a fuss for a while!" Aluo, you must be hungry, right? ”

In such a charming situation, the word "hungry" seems to be a bit ambiguous and ambiguous.

Mu Lingluo was really too familiar with Su Zimo, so she didn't think about it, her black and white eyes turned, "I'm really a little hungry." Speaking of which, where did you send Biluo to? ”

Su Zimo put the hand towel he was holding in his hand into the hot water in the bathtub and soaked, lowered his eyes and replied, "Aren't you hungry?" I asked her to fetch you the food prepared in the kitchen. Although you shouldn't eat much at night, you must not have eaten for a day, and you must warm your stomach before you can sleep! ”

Otherwise, he was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

Of course, he didn't say that.

After all, Ah Luo is really shy in this regard, and he is afraid that she will be annoyed and angry later.

When Mu Lingluo heard this, she puffed out her cheeks, she was as cute as a squirrel eating, she raised her eyebrows, and then fell back to the edge of the bath bucket, her ears were red and red, as if white jade was stained, she fell and stopped talking.

Su Zimo soaked his hands warmly, then took the pancreas, applied it to Mu Lingluo's bare back, and then began to wipe her back with a hand towel, he wiped it very carefully, and occasionally his fingertips would slide over Mu Lingluo's smooth and delicate back.

And Mu Lingluo didn't know if he was shy, or because of the hot water, the clean and fair back skin glowed with a faint, crystalline pink under the light, just like the fragrant flowers blooming in March, gorgeous and beautiful.

Su Zimo's eyes were stained by water vapor, and even the expression on his face and the look under his eyes couldn't be seen really, only his handsome and noble facial contours became more and more exquisite, and the cold facial lines in the past, I don't know if it was because of the heat or because of the candlelight, it looked extremely soft.

Su Zimo's press is very gentle, not too heavy or too light, so comfortable that people feel as if the bones in the body are loose, and it is incredibly comfortable.

Mu Lingluo couldn't help but rub his arm, and a thin cute sound came out of his throat, but then he stopped again.

Su Zimo listened to her cute voice occasionally because of his slightly greater strength, and couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and said slowly: "There won't be a second time." ”

His abrupt words made Mu Lingluo slightly stunned, she blinked, and she didn't understand at all. She couldn't help but turn her head, looked at Su Zimo, who couldn't see her real facial expression through the heat, and made a puzzled voice: "What? ”

Seeing that she didn't understand, Su Zimo didn't continue to grasp the topic, pursed her lips lightly, and said, "It's nothing." ”

Mu Lingluo frowned, raised her hand and touched the tip of her ear, she thought about it carefully, and for a while, it seemed that she had only thought of the complaint she had made at the beginning, but at that time she didn't know that it was Su Zimo standing behind her, she wanted to talk to Biluo at first.

Speaking of which, it seems that what she said at the beginning was "...... I never knew that getting married was so tiring, and I don't want to experience it a second time in the future."

She said tentatively, "Are you angry, Amo?" ”

Su Zimo's long, crow-like eyelashes fell faintly under his eyes, and he said coldly: "No." ”

He really wasn't angry, today was his wedding night, where would he be angry! It's just that after coming back, I happened to hear my wife mention experiencing a second marriage or something, although she was unwilling, but just hearing her mention it, he was a little uncomfortable.

Ah Luo, I can only marry him!

And Su Zimo said this, Mu Lingluo probably knew that he was not angry, but he seemed to be in a bad mood. After all, his temperament is so domineering, and especially recently, she always feels that Ah Mo looks a little different from before, he has always refused to say, and she doesn't ask.

It's just that, just as Su Zimo always wants her to be happy, she actually hopes that Ah Mo can be happy.

She rolled her eyes and raised her hand to grab Su Zimo's hand.

Su Zimo's movements froze, and he slowly raised his head Mu Lingluo, and saw that her crystal clear eyes like black grapes were looking at him, and for a moment, he felt that there seemed to be only him in her eyes.

"Ah Mo," Mu Lingluo looked at him seriously, "I don't think we will have a second marriage with each other, because we are going to grow old together." Because, there is probably no one in this world who is as important as Amo to me! ”

Su Zimo was stunned, there was no joke in her eyes, only seriousness and sincerity.

He pursed his lips, the tips of his ears flushed slightly, "...... Stupid, I, I see. Turn around, I'll wipe you clean, the water is getting cold! ”

After Mu Lingluo finished speaking, she was actually a little shy, but seeing Su Zimo's shy appearance, she forgot to blush for a while. Especially when she heard that Su Zimo would no longer be calm and self-controlled, such arrogance and awkwardness reminded her of him in the past.

Since returning to Beijing, Su Zimo has really become the real His Royal Highness King Chen, strong and domineering, cold and indifferent. Su Zimo, who would blush because of each other's use of a pair of chopsticks, is gone.

Now, seeing him like this made Mu Lingluo feel a little emotional and nostalgic.

Mu Lingluo covered his mouth and smiled, turned his back to Su Zimo, and responded in a low voice: "Yes." ”

The candlelight flickered, the heat steamed, and at this moment, it seemed that even time had become long and gentle.

Probably, there is only a woman named Mu Lingluo in this world who can make His Royal Highness King Chen, who is famous all over the world, cold and cruel, indifferent and noble, rub her back, extremely gentle and restrictive.

Mu Lingluo never saw the hidden warmth and deeply hidden worry in Su Zimo behind her, the slightly lowered thrush eyes.

After a long time, the water vapor slowly decreased.

"Alright, get up!" Su Zimo finally put down the handkerchief in his hand and said slowly: "The water is going to be cold!" ”