The lucky little wife dressed as a general

Chapter 88 Sitting on his lap

A cold wind blew through the mountains, and Zhou Mo was shivering from the cold. She looked at Fu Cheng and saw that he was covering his head tightly and had a cloak on him.

She had even laughed at him before because he wore too many clothes, so he didn't have to worry about covering up in such a hot weather.

but now…

After Fu Cheng added a handful of branches, he looked at Zhou Mo with his hands on his chest, looking very cold.

He pointed at Zhou Mo's baggage and asked casually.

"Don't you have any thick clothes? Why don't you take them out and put them on?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Mo's face. He unpacked the bag and took a look inside. He hesitated and said:

"I...I didn't bring many clothes."

Fu Cheng had already approached at this time. He thought it was Zhou Mo who thought that wearing too much clothes would make him look ugly or something.

"It's good to have something to wear at this time. It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not and is warm."

While talking, he flicked into Zhou Mo's bag, and he caught a glimpse of red in his eyes.

Fu Cheng, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the clothes and pulled them out carelessly.

He was still muttering: "Don't you have clothes, put them on quickly..."

When that flash of red appeared completely in their sight, both Fu Cheng and Zhou Mo were stunned.

Fu Cheng choked on his words, and after seeing what was in his hand, his ears turned red instantly.

Zhou Mo never expected Fu Cheng to move so quickly. She stared at Fu Cheng with eyes wide open at this time, angry and annoyed.

The volume increased unconsciously.

"what are you doing!"

Fu Cheng was still holding the red bellyband strap, and his big dark hands formed a sharp contrast with the bright red strap in his hand.

His expression was frozen, and he was at a loss.

After the air became quiet, Zhou Mo took two steps forward and grabbed his bellyband.

He blushed and glared at Fu Cheng, his tone stern and slightly trembling.

"Who told you to touch my things?"

Zhou Mo held his bellyband in his hand, the residual heat on his face not dissipating.

Fu Cheng took his hand back and put it behind his back. The smooth and delicate feeling still seemed to remain on his fingertips.

He thought to himself: This is what women wear next to each other. If these things are so slippery, wouldn’t women be even more...

Zhou Mo saw Fu Cheng stunned, and the expression he looked at her revealed a trace of unspeakable ambiguity.

She slapped Fu Cheng on the chest angrily.

The tone was fierce, "You are not allowed to think about what just happened."

Fu Chengru woke up from his dream and looked embarrassed when he recalled the charming thoughts in his mind just now.

His eyes looked towards Zhou Mo unconsciously.

Zhou Mo noticed his gaze and was fierce at him.

"Where are you looking!"

Being caught again and again, Fu Cheng blushed completely, but he didn't want to admit defeat.

I could only scratch my head and say, "I didn't see anything, I just wanted to see if you were cold or not."

Zhou Mo turned his head angrily and ignored him.

Fu Cheng knew that he was wrong, so he approached him to talk, but he didn't know what to say, so he held back for a long time and could only speak one sentence.

"You...that's all you brought with you."

He has always been stupid, so it would be better not to say this.

Zhou Mo was so annoyed that he simply broke the jar and opened the baggage.

Apart from a few pieces of personal clothing, there were some silver notes and gold and silver jewelry inside.

"Okay, do you see clearly?"

After saying that, he stuffed the bellyband in his hand and tied the baggage.

After Fu Cheng saw it, his eyes turned from panic to surprise. He turned his head to look at Zhou Mo.

"What...are you doing with all this money?"

Zhou Mo said truthfully: "I think it's more convenient to carry bank notes, and I can buy whatever I need."

Fu Cheng was shocked by her theory. She was really an unworldly young lady. She thought she could buy anything with money.

He was bald and said, "You have a good idea. Where can I buy things in this wilderness?"

Zhou Mo choked at his words, of course she knew now, so why did he say it again?
She turned sideways to avoid Fu Cheng, stood further away from him, and her tone of voice was not very good.

"I didn't know there were ghost places like this along the way."

Fu Cheng knew that she was angry again. He raised his hand and scratched his chin, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhou Mo became angry when he saw him like this, so he simply turned around and sat back by the campfire, ignoring him.

Fu Cheng sat not far from Zhou Mo.

Another gust of cold wind blew by, Zhou Mo rubbed his hands and covered his face.

But it was in vain, she simply hugged her knees with her hands and huddled up.

This will make you feel warmer.

All Zhou Mo's little moves naturally caught Fu Cheng's eyes.

Fu Cheng turned his head to look at her, cleared his throat and said, "Are you cold?"

Zhou Mo glanced at him when he heard the sound, his eyes seemed to say: This is not nonsense.

But since he asked this, he must have discovered it because of his conscience.

She glanced at Fu Cheng's cloak, which was made according to their height.

The one piece Fu Cheng wears can be used as a small quilt for her.

Although she has been coveting this cloak since just now, she is too embarrassed to take it if he doesn't offer it to her.

Zhou Mo opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "What, do you want to give me something to wear?"

How could Fu Cheng not notice Zhou Mo's eyes? She looked at the shining cloak as if she wanted to peel it off from him.

He tightened his cloak tightly and said in an unnatural tone:
"I...I'm cold too."

Zhou Mo discovered that Fu Chengzhen was challenging her bottom line all the time.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, turned her head away, and her voice was a little sharp.

"Then why are you asking me?"

Fu Cheng's face was a little hot from the firelight. He had always spoken in a rough voice, and there were rare times when he lacked confidence.

His eyes were wandering and his voice was muffled.

"I...my cloak is big enough for two people. Do you want to come over?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Zhou Mo, for fear of being scolded by her.

As soon as these words came out, the air was instantly quiet.

Zhou Mo was stunned. He didn't expect that Fu Cheng could come up with such an idea when he looked at such an honest person.

How can two people use that cloak?
She glanced at Fu Cheng and saw him sitting on a wooden pile with his long legs spread wide open.

Shouldn't it be...

The moment Zhou Mo thought of it, he shook his head.

"No, what does that look like?"

However, under the stimulation of the cold wind, she changed her mind in just the next second.

It's not like the two of them haven't hugged each other along the way, and besides, he is her husband in name only, so... that should be fine.

The most important thing is that she did not die when the assassin fell. It would be a great loss if she froze to death in the cold wind again.

Thinking this way, Zhou Mo felt much calmer.

She stood up and walked towards Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng heard footsteps approaching from far away and knew it was Zhou Mo coming.

He suppressed the joy on his face, and was about to move his body to make room for Zhou Mo.

His body suddenly felt heavy.

Zhou Mo was seen sitting on his lap.

She also dragged the cloak behind him on her own, covering herself and him tightly.

Fu Cheng's whole body seemed to be frozen, and he looked at the person on him in disbelief.

　Well, the homework for period 85 is almost done.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)