The lucky little wife dressed as a general

Chapter 120 Don’t… today

After hearing Mu Sichen's words, Shen Xi suddenly felt blushing.

"I haven't done anything, so there's nothing to worry about."

Mu Sichen calmly put his arm on Shen Xi's waist and said meaningfully.

"Really, I think you will have a hard time tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Sichen picked up Shen Xi by the waist.

Shen Xi screamed in surprise at first, and then became shy. She shrank into Mu Sichen's arms, holding on to Mu Sichen's chest piece of clothing with her little hands.

"Don't... there are still people in the yard."

But no matter how much she shrinks, who will still know that she is Shen Xi.

Seeing this, the others turned their backs wisely.

Mu Sichen didn't care about this. He hugged Shen Xi and walked towards the door of the house.

He kicked open the door and ducked in.

After entering the house, Shen Xi twisted his body and tried to get down regardless.

Little did he know, this action suddenly set Mu Sichen on fire.

Mu Sichen held Shen Xi's waist and put her down, but before Shen Xi could breathe a sigh of relief, she was pressed against the door.

The breath was suddenly taken away.

Looking at the enlarged face in front of him, Shen Xi's fingers curled up, his pupils trembled, and his arms rested on Mu Sichen's shoulders without any resistance.

She raised her head slightly, matching Mu Sichen's height.

As time went by, her neck became sore and she wanted to turn her head, but Mu Sichen wouldn't let her go, and his big palm directly clasped the back of her neck.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mu Sichen refused to let her go until his lips felt stinging.

Mu Sichen put his forehead against hers, both of them gasping for air.

Shen Xi calmed down and subconsciously looked up, only to see Mu Sichen's cheeks were extremely red.

Maybe it's because I used too much force just now.

She felt herself in pain.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Xi felt that his already fiery face became even more flustered.

Mu Sichen seemed to have recovered, leaning his head against Shen Xi's neck.

He rubbed against her with the stubble on his chin.

Compared with Mu Sichen some time ago, he was as docile as a big cat at this time.

With his performance like this, how could Shen Xi not know what he was thinking.

Besides, physical reactions cannot deceive anyone.

But... this is outside.

Shen Xi raised her hand and pushed Mu Sichen's shoulder, but she was already weak and didn't have much strength in her arm.

After pushing twice, Mu Sichen's body didn't move at all.

Shen Xi had no choice but to show weakness and whispered:

"I'm too tired, don't want to..."

Mu Sichen opened his mouth, spraying all the warm breath in her ears.

It made Shen Xi's heart tremble.

She heard him say:
"."

Shen Xi was stunned, that's not what he meant.

"I…"

Shen Xi was about to speak when Mu Sichen spoke again, with a teasing tone in his tone.

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Shen Xi:? ?

What... that's not the case, listen to me.

"Ah~~"

Shen Xi, who wanted to fight for it again, only screamed when he opened his mouth.

Her whole body was off the ground again.

In just a few seconds, while she was still dizzy, she landed on the soft bed.

Then he was imprisoned by a hot body.

Mu Sichen lowered his head and kissed her.

Shen Xi's eyelashes trembled violently, then he closed his eyes and gave up resistance.

Her hands climbed onto Mu Sichen.

……

The bed curtain fell down, blocking the view of the room.

……

It was different from the tenderness and sweetness on Shen Xi and Mu Sichen's side.

When Fu Cheng returned to the house in high spirits, what he saw was the polished tabletop.

The corners of his originally raised mouth suddenly drooped.

He didn't expect his wife to lie to him, so he just said that Zhou Mo jumped on him and bit him yesterday, wishing he could bite off a piece of meat.

How could he be kind enough to wait for him to eat when he still had enough to eat?

Fu Cheng looked at Zhou Mo busy and looked like he wanted to sleep.

He went in and put the saber at his waist on the table.

There was a "ding-ding" sound immediately in the room.

But Zhou Mo didn't even look back.

Fu Cheng pulled up another stool and deliberately made a loud noise.

Immediately, there was a harsh dragging sound from the stool legs and the ground.

This time Zhou Mo finally reacted. She turned her head and stared at Fu Cheng with round eyes, motionless.

Fu Cheng placed the stool in a guilty position, and after sitting down, he maintained his momentum and spoke.

"I...I'm hungry. Do you have any food?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Mo sneered, and said in a strange way:

"Didn't your little sister Xiaoqing bring it to you? Why, aren't you full? Or should you just go to her house to eat."

Seeing that Zhou Mo was still like this, Fu Cheng didn't know where to start.

He spoke in a sharp voice.

"What do you mean? I have nothing to do with others. What does it look like to go to someone else's house?"

As soon as Zhou Mo heard that his voice was higher, his own voice was higher than his.

"You still know that it doesn't matter. Then you should accept the things that others give you. Besides, it doesn't matter. Didn't you originally say that you want to marry someone else?"

Fu Cheng was really annoyed now.

"You were only a few years old at the time, so you can't take what you said seriously."

Zhou Mo tilted his head and said firmly:

"Just because you don't take it seriously, doesn't mean others don't take it seriously."

Fu Cheng found that these words were convoluted and seemed to be back to the starting point.

Why does it involve him? She obviously accepted other people's love poems.

Although it was damaged during the robbery, it was his fault.

But, she actually wanted to divorce him just because of such a crappy book?
His face turned dark and he said angrily.

"I don't care what other people do. I only recognize the wife who sleeps with me. Besides, I'm not all yours. You can do whatever you want. Why are you talking about old things?"

Zhou Mo didn't expect him to say such straightforward words, and his face immediately turned red.

I couldn't tell whether I was angry or ashamed.

She gave Fu Cheng an angry look and her tone of voice changed.

"vulgar!"

Zhou Mo said these two words were purely subconscious, but in fact her heart softened.

After all, what Fu Cheng said was rough.

Thinking of Shen Xi's previous words, Zhou Mo took a deep breath and planned to tell him clearly what he was thinking.

But before she could open her mouth, Fu Cheng loosened his collar irritably, showing the veins on his neck.

His tone was frighteningly cold, and his arms were even more tense, like a big bear about to go crazy.

"I'm vulgar. I can't read or write love poems. You just like that kind of weak pretty boy."

Fu Cheng used to not care what Zhou Mo thought of him. He didn't care if he said he was vulgar or reckless.

But he didn't know why, but now he felt harsh when hearing these two words.

It even felt like my heart was being pricked with needles.

Facing Fu Cheng's doubts, Zhou Mo felt like he had been given a blow in the head.

His face changed immediately.

"What love poems? I've told you several times. Can you please stop assuming that people are so bad?"

Fu Cheng couldn't listen to Zhou Mo's words at this time. In his heart, Zhou Mo had always disliked him.

With scarlet eyes, he approached Zhou Mo.

　I feel that the previous peace between these two people is only temporary, and the original conflicts and inner knots still need to break out before they can be fundamentally resolved.

　　Reluctantly covering his face, the two words that were swallowed were Mu Sichen's "You don't need to move" and "The sound insulation here is not good, remember to keep your voice down."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)