For the life of sharing a bed and sleeping in the same bed and sleeping in the same bed with Chu Mao for a long time from now on, Ah Wu is really unprepared. www.lwx?.?? g 沵妗兲 still stubble to see Luo 妏嬤? (Pro, more text content is clear Baidu Lewen Novel Network (www.lwxs.org)) or in other words, before getting married, Ah Wu was still very prepared, but in view of the illusion that Chu Mao gave Ah Wu on the night of the candle in the cave room, she thought that she didn't have to prepare at all, but the world was unsatisfactory eight or nine times out of ten.

Although Ah Wu has already reflected and wants to be sincere to Chu Mao, this does not include the kind of business of having a son. Besides, it's not just talking, it's not true, and Ah Wu doesn't know how to act, but he always puts himself in Chu Mao's shoes.

In fact, Ah Wu couldn't guess why Chu Mao suddenly made such a move, if she expected it was right, Chu Mao had no such plan, why did he suddenly change his mind today, Ah Wu thought back to what happened today, and was sure that he didn't do anything to make His Royal Highness the King of Qi change his mind.

So, after thinking about it and putting himself in his shoes, Ah Wu guessed whether Chu Mao was really moved by her, and he was afraid of possible rumors, so he moved back? At this point, Ah Wu has a very advantage, she asked herself if she was not a clingy woman, and she didn't need to pray for His Royal Highness to do anything with her to have a son.

As for why Chu Mao doesn't like to do things like husband and wife, Ah Wu has her own reasons, because she pushes others with herself, and feels that people like them are not born to contact people, so Chu Mao's attitude on this matter is not strange at all.

"Princess." The purple fan reminded Ah Wu on the side, and Ah Wu realized that he had been distracted for a long time.

"Oh, you ask Tong Guan to vacate the left cabinet to put the clothes commonly used by the prince, open the west chamber, and put the others in it first." Ah Wu paused, "Oh, by the way, let Mei Ying and Mei Meng come in and clean up, we don't understand the prince's love." ”

The purple fan answered the call and went down to arrange, and when Ah Wu had dinner, the ice and snow forest packed Chu Mao's things and carried them over, and Ah Wu visually judged that it should only be a small part of Chu Mao's clothes, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mama Sang led Tongwen with a smile, helping Mei Ying and Mei Meng to clean up Chu Mao's things, ignoring the two girls' faces, but Ah Wu privately told Chu Mao's taboo to the people he brought, and he didn't like others to touch his things the most, because Mama Sang and they just did something, and the important thing was not to allow the two Mei to do anything.

After the meal, Ah Wu went around the courtyard of Yulan Hall twice to eat, and saw that the branches and leaves of a bonsai in the corner were a little messy and invisible, so Chijin, who had just finished practicing, moved to the house for her.

Idle to do, pruning potted plants, arranging flowers and cooking tea, and other elegant things are the favorite pastime of talented women like Ah Wu.

When Chu Mao returned from stepping on the moon, what he saw was the scene of Ah Wu pruning and pruning. He naturally stood behind Ah Wu, Ah Wu turned around and smiled at him, and naturally asked, "How does the prince think I have pruned?" ”

Chu Mao raised his eyebrows and did not comment, but Ah Wu actually understood what he meant, walked to the round table and picked up the picture he had drawn on the potted plant before and unfolded it to Chu Mao, so that the comparison between the front and back and the two compartments would naturally be able to evaluate which was better or worse.

Chu Mao glanced at it and said, "It's well trimmed." ”

Ah Wu was extremely dissatisfied with Chu Mao's attitude, she looked back at her proud work, the work that took her own work for a night, is not only "good". In fact, Ah Wu really wronged Chu Mao this time, and it is rare for Lu Dao to spit out a "good" from this person's mouth.

Ah Wu felt that Chu Mao was a summer worm, but Chu Mao looked at her behind Ah Wu's back with extremely deep eyes. Approximately, Chu Mao didn't expect that he could see another person in this world, who would actually draw out the original form of the potted plant before pruning it, and conceive in his mind the place where the knife would fall later in his mind with a single stroke.

After Chu Mao entered the clean room, Ah Wu was still unsatisfied with letting people move the potted plants out of the room, and a trace of loneliness rose in his heart, this is the loneliness of Qu Gao and Widow, Ah Wu both enjoyed and regretted.

At the end, Ah Wu was suddenly shocked, she was "fascinated" by this potted plant tonight, and actually let Chu Mao go into the clean room first, which means that he may go to bed first, so this means that he may have to sleep outside again, and then get up early tomorrow.

Ah Wu probably didn't expect that after he got married, he wouldn't have a headache on his aunt, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and brother-in-law, but would worry about such trivial matters as who would sleep first.

Ah Wu first removed the hairpin ring and asked Zifan to braid her hair, and as soon as Chu Mao came out, she greeted her, "The prince needs to use some supper, and there is a ...... in the kitchen."

"I don't eat after dinner." Chu Mao interrupted a large mouth-watering dish that Ah Wu was about to report.

Ah Wu silently stood sideways between Chu Mao and the bed, and squeezed him out intentionally or unintentionally, "Lord Wang, I want to read a book for a while, I'll let Zi Shen make a cup of tea?" This is a hint that Chu Mao went to sit on the couch by the window for a while.

"No, you don't." Chu Mao ignored Ah Wu's various hints and stepped straight on the pedal in front of the bed.

Ah Wu instantly wilted, turned around and went to the clean room. When she came out, because the earth dragon was burning in the house, she replaced her heavy pajamas with a set of clothes that she was used to wearing at home.

Chu Mao didn't notice it, and caught a glimpse of Ah Wu like this, wearing a plain pink light shirt on the top, tying it on the waist, showing a willow small waist in front of people's eyes, and a pair of soft pants with submerged green feet, the whole person looked like the first fresh peach blossom on the branch in spring. Chu Mao's eyes quickly changed after lingering over the moon-white of the bandeau exposed in Na Suluo's shirt.

Ah Wu himself doesn't know the charm of this set of clothes, if he is worn by another person, how can there be such a special color, and he can't suppress the contrast of light pink and dark green.

Ah Wu glanced at Chu Mao, who was lying on the outside of the bed, and was overjoyed, but then he thought that he wanted to let himself crawl under his feet.

Although Ah Wu was so careful, when she saw Chu Mao get out of bed and stand up, she still lowered her head a little embarrassed, which was really a bit disturbing.

Ah Wu sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes, and when he looked up and inadvertently swept his gaze to Chu Mao, he saw that he was looking at his feet in a daze.

Smooth as jade, white as snow, like a petal on the lotus platform in front of the Buddha to listen to the jade lotus of the Buddha.

Ah Wu only felt that Chu Mao's eyes were seeping panic, so he hurriedly bent his knees, lifted and shrunk, hid his feet under the quilt, and wrapped himself in a roll like a dumpling. Although I don't know much about this matter, my innate instinct can't deceive people. So when she found that Chu Mao was still looking at her, she quickly closed her eyes and shrunk her neck.

Chu Mao turned off the lights and went to bed, in the dark, they could hear each other's breathing, and just when Ah Wu thought Chu Mao was asleep, he heard Chu Mao say loudly: "Your painting is okay too." ”

Ah Wu opened his eyes and thought, "Isn't it okay?" Even in the dark, Chu Mao still felt that Ah Wu's eyes were dazzling at the moment.

It is rare that His Royal Highness the King has leisure and leisure, and he actually took the initiative to find something to say, how could Ah Wu not give him face, "I have loved graffiti since I was a child (1). ”

"Hmm."

Ah Wu's eyes lit up with anger again, and he felt that Chu Mao didn't refute her word "graffiti" after "hmm", which was simply an unforgivable sin. That's it, she doesn't care about laymen.

"I want to set up a study in the east wing, what does the prince think?" Ah Wu turned sideways, put his hands together under his head, and faced Chu Maodao.

"You are in charge of the affairs of Yulan Hall." Chu Mao turned his back, as if he was no longer interested in continuing to talk to Ah Wu.

Ah Wu glared at Chu Mao's back for a long time, feeling that his heart was really a needle under the sea, obviously he started his own words, but he only said a word or two, and then turned around and ignored people.

After Ah Wu fell asleep for a long time, Chu Mao hadn't been able to fall asleep, and the snow-white half ball always appeared in his mind. To be honest, it's not big, and it's not much to entic, but it's so smooth and white, by the light of the faint lamp left in the corner, that it looks like the smoothest soufflé, and makes people want to scrape that layer of slush with their fingers and taste it under their lips and tongue.

The next day, Ah Wu slept well and woke up refreshed, only Mama Sang's explicit eyes slightly spoiled Ah Wu's good mood.

And Mama Sang, every morning thunder and thunder, must be the first person to enter Ah Wu's bedroom, looking at Ah Wu's eyes from explicit to deep and then to pity and helpless.

One day, Mama Sang couldn't help it anymore, and left Ah Wu to speak in the inner room, "Sister, you tell the nurse, is there something wrong with the prince?" ”

"What's wrong?" Ah Wu asked in a daze, and then reacted instantly, "Ah, you mean that ......" Ah Wu's face suddenly turned red, "No, there is nothing wrong with the prince." He gave birth to a son, and when Ah Wu was floating in the palace, he also occasionally saw him turn over the green head card.

"Then you tell Mama, why don't you have a round house, is it your ...... sister?"

Ah Wu hurriedly shook her head, she couldn't carry this black cauldron, otherwise she wouldn't have to be killed by Sang's mother, she had to go back and tell his wife. "No, it's the prince, the prince doesn't want to."

Now Mama Sang is strange, since there is nothing wrong, what man in the world can still be indifferent after seeing his girl's fairy-like appearance?

So Mama Sang tried to use her brain, and after ruling out all the impossible reasons, there were only a few guesses left in her mind, and she said after thinking about it again and again: "But the prince has another sweetheart?" ”

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The author has something to say: (1) The word graffiti was originally the Tang Dynasty Lu Tong said that his son scribbled and painted naughty deeds, and later people derived the word "graffiti" from Lu Tong's poems, which has been passed down to this day.

Brother Simao: Dare to treat me as illiterate? Hasn't she seen the brother's fold, which is called a smooth?

Mama: Can you write a statement and be able to write a poem and be good at this kind of thing?