The lucky little wife dressed as a general

Chapter 103 Okay, don’t move anymore

Fu Cheng's residence was not far from the general's residence, and the two of them arrived soon.

Zhou Mo was completely immersed in the joy of not having to run around and didn't notice Fu Cheng's face at all.

At this time, she had long lost the arrogance she had when she first came out of the capital.

I feel that although this place is not as good as the capital city, it at least has a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

When she arrived at Fu Cheng's house, she was surprised and happy.

His mansion is quite big, even bigger than the general's mansion.

but……

It was also quite rundown, just like a house that had been unoccupied for many years.

Zhou Mo looked at the dark courtyard, which was like a black hole. She just tried to take a step inside.

Suddenly she heard a "squeak" sound coming from her feet, as if something ran past the hem of her skirt.

Almost the next second, she ran back with a bang, screaming:

"There are mice!"

Fu Chengcheng was behind him. Before he could react, he saw a soft person in his arms.

He hugged Zhou Mo tightly and lifted her waist to keep her away from the ground.

He also said: "It's okay, just a few mice."

Or just that?
Zhou Mo felt like the hairs on his hair were standing on end, there was fear on his face, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

She grabbed Fu Cheng's clothes and said:

"I feel like they're about to bite me, they've been rubbing against my skirt just now, I'm not staying here, go out now."

Seeing that she was so frightened, Fu Cheng held her thigh and let her hang on him.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, they can't reach you now."

As he spoke, he did not forget to give instructions to the servants in the mansion.

"Hurry up and hold the lamp!"

Fu Cheng is away from home all year round, and there are no women in the backyard, so there are few servants in the house. Now the two night watchmen are older.

On weekdays, they just looked at the yard and cleaned the room where Fu Cheng usually lived.

The action was quite slow, and it took a long time to light the lamp.

But it doesn't matter if you don't light it, after the yard lights up.

Whether it was a bird or a mouse hiding in the darkness, they all ran away.

A bird even flew over Zhou Mo's head, scaring her so much that she couldn't stop screaming.

"Fu Cheng, ah! Help!"

Her legs clamped around Fu Cheng's waist moved wildly and tightened unconsciously.

Fu Cheng froze and his body became stiff.

He looked nervous and pressed down on Zhou Mo's moving body.

"Okay, okay, don't move anymore, they're all gone."

After being frightened, Zhou Mo realized how embarrassing the two people's posture was at this moment.

Fu Cheng hugged her like a child, while she clung to Fu Cheng like an octopus.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hazel Guo'er's eyes. She was looking at her in surprise, her mouth wide open enough to fit an egg in it.

Zhou Mo suddenly blushed and pushed Fu Cheng away.

Standing on the ground again, Zhou Mo suppressed his fear and changed the subject seriously.

"I...I'm sleepy. Where is the room?"

Feeling the soft person in his arms disappear, Fu Cheng suddenly felt empty.

He rubbed his fingers, as if he could still feel the residual warmth on them.

……

After several people arrived in the backyard.

Hazel Guoer knew that the relatively clean room belonged to Fu Cheng.

She turned to Zhou Mo and asked, "Princess, will this slave clean up the room next to you?"

Fu Cheng was stunned after hearing this, and said first, "No, just live here, right?"

After saying that, he didn't forget to hold Zhou Mo's hand, as if seeking her opinion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hazel Guo'er looked at the two of them and hesitated to speak.

Does this mean that Fu Dutong wants to live with the princess?
But the princess...hasn't she always hated Fu Dutong?

Facing Zhen Guoer's probing eyes, Zhou Mo couldn't say that she wanted to live with Fu Cheng.

She turned her head away, with a blush on her face, and whispered, "No."

Fu Cheng, who was rejected, was immediately confused. When they were outside, they were together. Could it be possible that they would be separated when they returned home?

While hesitating, Zhou Mo suddenly felt himself rising into the sky.

Fu Cheng hugged Zhou Mo by the waist, and said to the stunned Zhen Guoer behind him:
"Go and ask the kitchen to prepare some hot water, you don't need to serve here."

Zhou Mo kicked his legs helplessly and reached out to push Fu Cheng's shoulder.

"What are you doing? Put me down quickly."

After arriving in the room, Fu Cheng put Zhou Mo down, held her waist, and walked to the bed.

"Look, the quilts on this bed are all new. I just asked them to change them."

The corners of Zhou Mo's mouth twitched. Was this person going to use this reason to keep him?
She didn't bother to expose him, glanced at the big bed, and then looked away awkwardly.

"I want to take a shower."

When Fu Cheng heard this, he agreed to sleep here. He spoke loudly with a smile on his face.

"That's easy to say. When the hot water is boiled, I'll wash it first. When it's warm inside, you can go in."

Fu Cheng took a bath very quickly and came out in a short while.

When I came out, I put my clothes on my body casually, without even tying my top.

On his exposed chest, there were many scars from previous injuries on the battlefield.

Zhou Mo looked up and his eyes were immediately attracted to his abdominal muscles.

Normally, one would only think that he is thick and tall, but unexpectedly he is not that fat. There is not a trace of fat on his body, it is all muscle.

No wonder I usually feel that the hardness on his body is so different from the soft flesh on my body.

I don't know if it's her imagination, but why does she feel that Fu Cheng's body is not as dark as his face? Could it be that his face is so dark because he gets tanned in daily life?
Fu Cheng didn't know what Zhou Mo was thinking, so he walked to her and said to her:

"Go and wash, the hot water is ready."

Zhou Mo didn't react until Fu Cheng called her. She was staring at Fu Cheng's body in a daze.

Zhou Mo stood up suddenly, covering his red cheeks, not daring to look at Fu Cheng, and hurriedly entered the clean room.

Fu Cheng thought she was in a hurry to take a shower, so he looked at her back and kept reminding her.

"Walk slowly, there is water inside, be careful of slipping."

Zhou Mo soaked in the tub and lingered in it for a long time before coming out.

She thought Fu Cheng would have fallen asleep by now, but she didn't expect to meet his bright eyes when she came out.

In the dead of night, there is a man and a woman alone, all of whom are disheveled.

Zhou Mo's heart was beating like a drum. She took a deep breath and walked to the bed pretending to be calm.

When she walked up to Fu Cheng, she couldn't help it anymore, pushed him on the shoulder and said angrily:

"Why are you staring at me? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

His eyes were as wide as gongs, and those who didn't know thought he had just woken up.

Fu Cheng swallowed and looked from Zhou Mo's thin and white neck to the bulge below, and then to his looming waist.

When asked this question, he felt so guilty that he almost shook his head like a rattle.

"No...I didn't look at you. I...oh, I looked like a little mouse ran past your feet."

"what!"

Zhou Mo screamed, why didn't she see a mouse in the house just now?

She subconsciously hid on the bed, and slipped into Fu Cheng's arms without missing a beat.

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