Staring at his pants, Chang'an has nothing to hesitate, he is his husband, and he should wipe his body.

But when her hand grabbed the waist of his pants and pulled them down a little bit, it was not like that.

Pull it down a little first, expose your lower abdomen, and then take a towel and gently wipe him.

The slightly cool towel touched her soft little hand to his skin, and Mo Pinglan's lower abdomen tensed and shook.

Chang'an was frightened, "What? Did I hurt you? ”

Mo Pinglan shook his head, "No, continue, it's very comfortable." ”

Chang'an wiped her lower abdomen, and then dragged it down a little more, and now she saw it......

Mo Pinglan stared at her eyes, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"No, don't you get lice when you have so many?"

Mo Pinglan: ......

Chang'an almost bit off her tongue, but she had hidden this question for a long time, and she had told Xue Xu.

Once that year, she accidentally peeked at Mo Pinglan changing clothes, but the important thing was that she didn't see it, but she saw the black and lush under her lower abdomen, so she ran to discuss it with Xue Wei. The two yellow flower girls chattered for a long time, and finally Chang'an patted his white and flat lower abdomen and came to a conclusion: "No wonder he has a habit of cleanliness and loves to take a bath, he must be afraid of lice." ”

At this moment, she actually said everything she thought at the time, which shows that she has been thinking about it for many years.

Mo Pinglan frowned at first, then he stretched out and grabbed her hand and went there, "Why don't you take that one and see if there are lice." ’

Chang An hurriedly took his hand away seriously, "That, I read it, no, I'll go change the basin of hot water." ”

The pants were ripped off, and the person was hanging there.

Mo Pinglan watched Chang'an's back disappear behind the curtain, his eyes shrank, and his confusion was mixed with pain.

Mo Chang'an, Mo Chang'an, what do I have to make you so desperate? I gave you a chance to stay away from me, but why are you still looking for death, why?

With nowhere to vent his heavy heart, he threw the pillow heavily on the ground.

When Chang'an came in, he saw the pillow, thinking that he was angry and walked away by himself, so he picked it up and put it away before saying, "You are angry, I went to fetch water, continue to wipe you." ”

Mo Pinglan's face had a faint expression, and the mood of wanting to tease her just now also faded. "No, I'm fine."

Chang'an's temper has never been described as good or bad, this person is definitely a cannon letter in front of others, and he is the master of one point. But for Mo Pinglan alone, she has changed from a wild cat to a little sheep, but this is also a limit, for example, now, she can't pretend.

Baba gave people a while, but she didn't let her do it, and her psychological homework was done in vain?

It was not Mo Changan who could be obedient, she reached out and pulled Mo Pinglan's pants to her heels.

Mo Pinglan subconsciously reached out to cover it, but pulled Chang'an away, "What are you doing, wipe your body, if you don't wipe it, you should really attract lice." ”

She did it carefully, wiped all the blood and ash stains off his legs, and washed the towel over and over again, as if she were just a bather.

But Mo Pinglan couldn't do it.

The hair that hung down when she lowered her head, the warm breath wrapped in fragrance when she spoke, the gentle touch of her slippery little hand, his brow tightened and the Adam's apple slid up and down, and finally he couldn't hold back and grabbed her hand.

"Enough!" He said.

"Don't move, you're almost done."

Mo Pinglan took a deep breath, "If you want to wipe it, just wipe it here." ”

Chang'an's eyes widened, where ......

"I won't wipe it, you take a break first." As she spoke, she grabbed the quilt and covered him, and the man jumped out of the room like a rabbit.

Mo Pinglan stared at the quilt and smiled helplessly, "It seems that you are preparing to torture me to death first." ”

Chang'an was really ashamed, he never saw her, and even the dinner was brought in by Bi Tao.

Mo Pinglan had already put on his own clothes, and he asked while drinking chicken soup, "Where's Miss?" ”

"Write a letter to Miss Xue in the study."

Nodding, Mo Pinglan picked up the medicine bowl that was put aside and drank it, and then waved his hand at Bi Tao to let her go down.

After Chang'an wrote a letter to Xue Wei, she went to see her father again, and she didn't return to the room until late.

She crept in and saw Mo Pinglan with her eyes closed before she let go. What happened just now was so embarrassing, she didn't want to face him like this.

Reaching out to try his forehead, there was no sign of fever, and Chang'an was relieved.

Look at the big bed, she didn't plan to sleep here tonight, she didn't sleep well for fear of touching his wounds.

Of course, these are all reasons, the main thing is that he didn't say it, and she was afraid that he would be angry.

Looking down at his handsome face, she knew that Mo Pinglan was good-looking since she was a child, especially the two rows of long eyelashes, which were better than women's. And the tall nose and thin lips, every part of him is so just right to indulge her.

His fingers fell on his face, and Chang An rubbed lightly hungry, "Brother Pinglan, you have to get better quickly." ”

After saying that, she withdrew her hand and turned around, wanting to go back to her boudoir to rest.

"Where?" The faint voice was as cold as a mountain spring, Chang'an's face was red, and he didn't dare to look at him, "I'll go back to sleep." ”

"Where are you going?" He asked, but didn't intend to let go.

"Of course it's my room, you can rest well."

She struggled hard but didn't break away, even if Mo Pinglan was seriously injured, that slender hand was still very powerful.

"Chang'an, this is your room, where are you going?"

Chang'an turned his head and looked at him.

The thin moonlight sprinkled on his face and also on the depths of his eyes, so that when he said this, Chang'an could not see anything related to affection.

So bland, bland, like really talking about the good or bad weather.

She was slightly conflicted, "But you know, I don't sleep well, I'm afraid of touching your wounds." ”

He leaned in with great difficulty, "Such a big bed, unless you keep drilling on me." ”

Chang'an's face blushed even more, from the eyelids down to the base of her ears, as if she had been coated with rouge, she pursed her lips, "Well, don't blame me if it hurts." ”

Mo Pinglan chuckled, "It's not that I haven't slept, I don't know what you are like?" ”

In fact, Chang'an knew that he was talking about him sleeping with her when he was a child, she was really dishonest, either beating him or kicking him, after being kicked to the mouth, he directly hugged Chang'an's hands and heels tightly in his arms and made her unable to move, so that she slept peacefully.

But as soon as he said that he hadn't slept before, Chang'an thought more about the night he was drugged, and they basically didn't sleep, and they were ...... all night

"It's dawn again, hurry up."

Chang'an went to close the curtains, change into pajamas, and then went to bed.

She tried her best to stick to the side of the bed, and there was a distance between the two of Mo Pinglan.

Seeing her shrink by the bed like a shrimp, Mo Pinglan stretched out his hand and fished the person over.

Chang'an let out a low cry, "What are you doing?" ”

"Don't move, I'm not hurt there, you saw it just now, be careful that it bites you."

Chang'an lay in his arms and didn't dare to move, the smell of his body mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance invaded her breath, making her feel familiar and safe.

This embrace is familiar to her, and this person is also familiar to him, but she has never understood the heart under this skin, Mo Pinglan, Mo Pinglan, are you really a prodigal son?

There was no dream all night, and they hugged each other until dawn.

The news of Mo Pinglan's recuperation at home spread quickly, and some friends came to visit.

Some are in the business, for the sake of face, that is, to send some supplements to chat about the table, and there are also a few friends who are close to him on weekdays to chat with him to relieve boredom, but there are no fox friends and dog friends, but this morning came an uninvited guest, it turned out to be Yuyu of the Golden Powder Pavilion.

The porter went back and forth to Chang'an, and before Chang'an could speak, Bi Tao exploded first.

"Okay, my cousin dares to come to the door, miss, let me go out, and pull her back with a big mouth."

This is also Chang'an's habit, if according to the past, the concubine dared to come to the door, she would definitely not be able to spare her.

But after these things, she became a little more mature than before, and she knew that if she continued to be ignorant, she might provoke Mo Pinglan even more disgusted.

Not because of Yuyu, but because Yuyu looks like He Huan'er.

"Let her in and take her to the young master."

Bi Tao was anxious, "Miss, didn't you lure the wolf into the room?" ”

"So what should I do? Do you think I can lock up the young master for the rest of my life? ”

Bi Tao didn't dare to say more, so she asked her subordinates to lead people to Mo Pinglan's room.

Chang'an sat dumbfounded, and his heart was full of vinegar, which was very unpleasant.

She has always been straightforward, and she doesn't know what means and schemes, and she reluctantly does what she doesn't like, and now she is uncomfortable and the whole person is irritable.

Bi Tao has been with her for many years, so she naturally knows her temper.

She instigated Chang'an, "Miss, you are the master of this house, the young master's wife, you are also above board when you go to the room now, and it is natural for the hostess to send a cup of tea to the guests." ”

Chang'an is really too aggrieved to stay like this, she can't be the kind of good wife and mother who follows a man in everything, and immediately agreed to Bi Tao, "Okay, you go make tea." ”

Chang'an's tense little face was followed by Bi Tao, who was holding a tea tray, and pushed open the door of the room.

When she saw the situation in front of her, she was furious.

Yuyu was crying in Mo Pinglan's arms, and she was heartbroken, showing her true feelings.

Chang'an's hand tightened, resisting the urge to pull Yuyu up and beat her violently, the smile on her face stiffened, "I think I've disturbed the two of you, but that girl from the Golden Powder Pavilion, this is my house, not your kiln painting boat, do you think it's appropriate for you to do this?" ”

Yuyu hurriedly got up, she pear blossoms brought rain, and her little face was poignant, but she didn't look at Chang'an but at Mo Pinglan, "Mo Shao, you promised to redeem yourself for me, and you promised me to stay by your side, why don't you want me now?" ”

No? Chang'an frowned, what happened?

Mo Pinglan was very gentle with Yuyu, but he also gently pushed people away, "Yuyu, I am married now, Chang'an is my wife, I can't mess around like before anymore." ”

"But you said you would take care of me for the rest of my life." Yuyu had tears in her eyes, even the woman in Chang'an felt distressed when she saw it.

But Mo Pinglan was hard-hearted, he smiled faintly: "It's me who is sorry for you, but I can't be sorry for Chang'an, Bitao, send the Yuyu girl out." ”

Chang'an really couldn't bear it, "Bi Tao, go to the account room and get a hundred oceans and give it to Miss Yuyu." ”

She was kind-hearted, but Yuyu regarded it as an insult.

"No need. Although my Yuyu is a woman in a green building, she has not yet been reduced to begging, Miss Mo still keeps the money to find a way back for herself, don't wait for one day you are worse than Yuyu, there is no place to cry. ”

"Yuyu!" Mo Pinglan scolded in a low voice, he rarely gets angry in front of people, let alone women.

Yuyu gave him one last look with red eyes, then turned around and left.

Chang'an gritted his teeth and said to Bi Tao: "Send off." ”

Yuyu just left Chang'an with her front foot.

"Chang'an." Mo Pinglan called out to her.

Chang'an turned around, his eyes were a little red, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm sorry."

She didn't want to answer, although what he did to her had already surpassed the shame caused by Yuyu, but at this moment, she couldn't go on for a long time, and she needed to find a place where no one was crying.

Walking out quickly, she didn't want to stay in the room where there was still the fragrance of jade and jade.

"Chang'an!" Mo Pinglan got out of bed and stumbled after her.

In the end, he was afraid of his injury, Chang'an turned around to help him, but he hugged him.

"What a temper."

Chang'an was suddenly annoyed, her tearful Danfeng eyes stared at him fiercely, "I've always been like this, I want to be gentle and considerate and have no temper, you go to that Yuyu." ”

After speaking, she lowered her head and bit the back of Mo Pinglan's hand.

She didn't leave any emotion in this mouthful, and directly bit out the blood, Mo Pinglan frowned, and shouted loudly: "It hurts, my wound." ”

Although Chang'an hated him, he didn't want to hurt him, so he loosened his mouth and pushed people away, "I just said don't mess with me, why do you want to mess with me." ”

Mo Pinglan looked at her, his eyes were clear, as if he was looking at an unreasonable child, "Okay, bite it, have you made enough trouble?" ”

"Mo Pinglan, I hate you." She stomped her foot, turned her head and ran.

Mo Pinglan stood for a long time, looked down at the opening on the back of his hand, suddenly lowered his head and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and then hooked the corners of his mouth to reveal a very strange smile.

Chang'an lost his temper and regretted it.

The relationship between her and Mo Pinglan has just improved, and this trouble is estimated to have returned to its previous state.

She slapped herself on the head twice in annoyance, why can't this temper be controlled? He has already made it clear to Yuyu, what are he still thinking about?

In fact, Chang'an herself didn't dare to face her heart, she had always been thinking a lot, she wanted Mo Pinglan, she wanted Mo Pinglan wholeheartedly.

With nowhere to go after running out of the house, she goes to the back garden to her secret cave with Xuewei.

It is said to be a cave, but it is actually a rockery in the garden.

That time, she and Xue Wei were playing in the garden when it suddenly rained, and they had to hide in the rockery. What Chang'an didn't expect was that the inside of this rockery was very spacious and dark, but huddled with good friends and listened to the sound of the heavy rain outside, it was a precarious sense of security.

Later, she often slipped in to play with Xue Li, and Mo Pinglan because they were often bitten by insects or rolled up in the soil, so she sprinkled insects inside, spread a soft blanket, and cleaned it up.

Chang'an opened the door and walked in, because no one came here after going to school on Hong Kong Island, and a musty smell rushed to her face, suffocating her.

Chang'an opened the door and waited for the musty smell to dissipate before walking in, she found a soft place to sit down, clasped her hands on her knees, and cried unconsciously.

I don't know how long I cried, Chang'an was tired of crying, so he leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Mo Pinglan divided the flowers and willows all the way and found her.

Squatted down, looked at her tear-stained little face that hadn't dried yet, and said helplessly: "I know that every time you cry, you will hide here." ”

Reaching out to pick her up, he let go after thinking about it, unbuttoned his cloak, and covered her with her.

When he went back, he met Bi Tao and Geng Qing, and he frowned, "What are you doing?" ”

Bi Tao hurriedly said: "Young master, I can't find Miss, let Geng Qing help me find it." ”

Mo Pinglan said: "She is looking for a place to be quiet by herself, don't disturb her, go down." ”

Seeing him walk away, Bi Tao whispered: "It's already very good, and the girl from the Golden Powder Pavilion made a fuss like this when she came." But it's also to blame Miss for this, although the young master did something wrong before, but he has cut off the relationship with that Yuyu in person, and Miss still ......"

"You don't know Miss's temper, she has already lowered her posture."

Bi Tao glanced at his poker face, "It's like how well you know Miss." Okay, go back, don't look for it. ”

Geng Qing looked at the direction Mo Pinglan came from, and he also knew in his heart, and left with Bi Tao.

At night, the stars are brilliant in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance of flowers wafts in the courtyard.

Chang'an was woken up by the cold, she stretched her sore limbs, and suddenly found that she had a white brocade cloak on her knees.

This is Mo Pinglan's thing, no wonder she seems to smell him when she falls asleep, it turns out that his clothes are here.

Chang'an hugged her clothes and suddenly didn't want to move, she buried her face deeply, sniffed the smell greedily, and felt extremely satisfied.

This is love, love him but dare not approach him, love him to put himself very low, low to the dust, but because of his small gesture blossoms.

Chang'an has never been a forbearant woman, she was born in a noble family, she was loved by tens of millions, and she studied in a foreign school, her temper and personality can be said to be fierce and public. But in the face of Mo Pinglan alone, she turned from fire to water, and she was no longer her.

This kind of love is very tiring, tired, tired like a monkey who wants to catch the nine days of the moon, but she feels that the moon is by her side and is unwilling to give up.

She stood up and pinched her sore arm, and walked slowly back, waiting until she reached the door she stood for a long time, but did not enter.

After thinking about it, she turned around and went back to her boudoir, still holding Mo Pinglan's clothes in her hands, and sleeping with his clothes if there was no one without him tonight.

The next day, she went to ask her father to find that Mo Pinglan was already there.

Seeing her, Mo Pinglan raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "Why don't you sleep more, Dad knows that you love to sleep."

They hadn't slept together last night.

When he said this, he just wanted to give Mo Ruqian an illusion that she was lazy and got up late.

Chang'an didn't demolish him, just sat down next to her father, and said lightly: "Don't let me still dislike me for being lazy." ”

Mo Ruqian laughed, "You are lazy, you are reasonable, you have been like this since you were a child." ”

"Dad, I'm not, you just go to Brother Pinglan."

Both men chuckled, and the family of three seemed to be back to its previous appearance.

But everyone knows in their hearts that this is not true, and there is no going back.

They ate breakfast in Moru's room, which was considered to be a meal with him. Chang'an has always been a picky eater when eating, only drinking soup and not eating after sour soup is soaked, eggs only eat egg whites and not egg yolks, and Mo Pinglan is still the same as before, eating the egg yolk she doesn't eat and eating her remaining half a bowl of rice.

Although Mo Ruqian was pleased, he couldn't look past it, "Pinglan, don't get used to her, let her eat it herself, it's not like words." ”

"Dad, I've always been like this, who let me not care about it before, I can't change it after it becomes a habit."

"You are always reasonable, I don't believe that anyone is willing to eat your leftovers for the rest of their lives."

Mo Pinglan ate up the rice in a few bites, "Dad, don't worry, I'll be used to her for the rest of my life with this problem." ”

When he said this, his eyes looked at Chang'an, and the peach blossom eyes were shining, as if he was affectionate.

Chang'an was almost drowned inside, and at that moment she thought everything he said would be true.

However, many years later, she was eating white rice alone by the lonely lamp, and suddenly remembered it and laughed, it was really a big joke.

The two of them came out of Mo Ruqian's room, and Chang'an stretched out his hand to help him, "I'll send you back to the room." ”

Mo Pinglan took the opportunity to grab her hand, "I thought you ignored me." ”

Chang'an let him hold it, and slowly walked forward with him, "I went back late last night, and I didn't go back to my room to sleep for fear of disturbing your rest." ”

"I know, I'm not sleeping well when you're not there."

The faint words seem to be slowly spreading out in the sunshine of the day, and they are so beautiful and natural that they almost feel true.

Chang'an bent his eyes, "So you got up early?" ”

"Well, come with me to the garden for a walk, if you don't sunburn, you'll grow hair."

Chang'an's eyes flashed, and he remembered the hair of lice.

Fortunately, Mo Pinglan didn't know the filthiness in her heart, and walked slowly towards the garden.

The autumn sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sun seems to be above people's heads, and after walking a few steps, Mo Pinglan's weak body was sweating, and he pointed to the gazebo in front of him and said, "Go in and rest for a while." ”

Chang'an helped the man over, and the stone bench was covered with soft cushions to let him sit down, and then called Bi Tao, who had been following from afar, to make tea.

At this time, it is the season of chrysanthemums, and a lot of chrysanthemums are planted in the yard, red, white, yellow and pink, competing for beauty, and it is very good-looking.

Mo Pinglan glanced at Chang'an, "People are more delicate than flowers." ”

Chang'an didn't feel anything at this compliment, and she also glanced at Mo Pinglan, "You are, when you are so sick and weak, like Xizi's heart." ”

Describing a big man as Xizi, I believe that Mo Pinglan must not like to listen to it, and this is definitely the most taboo thing for Mo Pinglan. When he first entered Ming'an Commercial Bank, he was white and beautiful, and his appearance was more than a woman, and he was not popular with a group of northern lords, many people thought he was weak and deceitful, and he did not suffer less in the open. But when Mo Pinglan killed a shopkeeper who was guarding his own theft, and rescued Mo Ruqian from the pirates with another knife wound, no one dared to underestimate him, let alone dare to talk to his face, everyone knows how ruthless this beautiful young owner is.

But Chang'an is not afraid of him, and teases him from time to time, he is generally not angry, and being angry is just to scare and scare him.

Now Chang'an is saying this, in fact, it can be regarded as a way to tear off the sense of distance, she wants to return to the kind of unwanted in the past.

But after listening to her words, Mo Pinglan's eyes deepened, and his aura became tougher.

Chang'an thought he was angry, and her sensitivity to danger made her look at him vigilantly.