Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 395
I see!No wonder the emperor's attitude towards the empress is very strange, it seems to be extremely disgusting but he has to bear it, no wonder the empress has so much hostility towards him, no wonder the empress dowager loves him so much...

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Nangong Qianmo looked into his eyes and asked, because of the queen's relationship, they would never support Mo Junrui's succession to the throne. As for Mo Junyu, it is obviously not good s Choice……

Mo Tingye obviously thought of this too, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let's take a step forward!" He really didn't want to touch that seat unless it was absolutely necessary...

Nangong Qianmo nodded, suddenly took his hand, looked at him seriously and said, "Mo Tingye, remember, no matter what decision you make in the future, I will support you!"

If he enters, she will accompany him to rule the world; if he retreats, she will follow him to flee the rivers and lakes!

Looking at the resolute woman in front of him, Mo Tingye felt a warm current rushing through his heart. He suppressed the surging throbbing in his heart. He held back her warm plain hand, and slowly tightened his palm. There seems to be a glimmer of light in it.

With a wife like this in this life, he has nothing else to ask for!
Back at Mochenju, Nangong Qianmo was already a little tired, and threw herself on the soft bed as soon as she entered the door, with a lazy and casual expression.Seeing this, Mo Tingye couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and very consciously went over to stand behind her and rubbed her shoulders.

"How?" Mo Tingye asked in her ear.

Enjoying someone's considerate service, Nangong Qianmo praised with dignity: "The strength is just right! Continue."

So, someone who was encouraged continued to work hard, but it seemed a little bit off the main line?

"Mo Tingye, where are you putting your hands!" Nangong Qianmo said suddenly.I knew that this person was not so kind, and this was not rubbing her shoulders, it was clearly for another purpose!
"Mo'er, why don't we rest earlier?" Mo Tingye whispered next to her ear, with a hint of bewitching in his voice.For a man who just started eating meat, what happened last night really made him taste the taste, and he couldn't stop.

With beauty in front of her, she was unconsciously dazed, and when she realized it, she was already pinned down on the bed.

Nangong Qianmo: "!"

"Stop! Mo Tingye, you have to calm down, it's still early, and I haven't had dinner yet..."

The rest of the words have been swallowed by someone's overwhelming kisses, "It's not too late to exercise and digest before eating dinner!"

Soon, there were bursts of unsuitable voices in the room, and Liu Yun and Qian Dai walked away consciously.

Unsurprisingly, this exercise went straight into the night. Nangong Qianmo was exhausted and wanted to have a good sleep but was too hungry to fall asleep, so he kicked someone next to him who was full of energy: " I'm hungry!"

"What does Mo'er want to eat?" Mo Tingye immediately flattered him very much.

Nangong Qianmo glared at him viciously: "I want to eat braised pork!"

"Okay!" Mo Tingye readily agreed, turned over and sat up, put on his clothes in a few moments, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead: "Mo'er wait a moment, my husband will be back soon!" After that, he opened the door and went out.

Nangong Qianmo was left lying there with black lines all over her head: Husband, what the hell is a husband? !
Mo Tingye's movements were quick, and he came back in less than half an hour, holding a plate of braised pork with an attractive aroma in his hand, and a large bowl of steaming white rice on the side.

Seeing the braised pork, the depression in Nangong Qianmo's heart finally dissipated. He got up, wrapped the quilt around his body, and leaned against the bed rail. Seeing this, Mo Tingye hurriedly brought the rice to the small table beside the bed .

"Well, it tastes good!" Nangong Qianmo couldn't wait to take a bite of the braised pork. The meat was soft, moderately fat and thin, and melted in the mouth. It was comparable to her own cooking.

Seeing her happily eating, Mo Tingye's mouth curled up in a contented arc: "As long as Mo'er likes it!"

"Aren't you hungry? Do you want to eat something together?" Nangong Qianmo asked indistinctly while burying his head in the feast.Neither of them had dinner. He couldn't be hungry, could he?

Mo Tingye suddenly approached her cheek, kissed her gently, and quickly moved away like a dragonfly on water. Just before Nangong Qianmo was about to explode, he said in a gentle and loving tone: "There is a grain of rice at the corner of the mouth."

Nangong Qianmo's face instantly turned red, SHIT!Is she being molested? !
This guy's routine is too deep, she'd better eat seriously, first fill her stomach before talking!Nangong Qianmo comforted herself silently.

Soon, under his motionless gaze, Nangong Qianmo finally put down his chopsticks, licked his lips satiatedly, and then felt that someone's gaze became more and more eager, so he couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over his body Pida, unsure, said, "Why do I feel that the way you look at me is like looking at braised pork..."

Braised pork... What kind of strange metaphor is this?The corners of Mo Tingye's mouth twitched, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, then he thought of something and smiled inscrutablely: "Is Mo'er full?"

Nangong Qianmo's heart was full of alarm bells, and he looked defensive: "You tell your purpose first, and then I will confirm my answer!"

Mo Tingye: "..." What should I do if I'm exposed? !

At this moment, Nangong Qianmo was only wrapped in a quilt, and the reason why she didn't wear clothes was to save trouble, but in Mo Tingye's eyes, such a scenery added a bit of hesitation, so I can't help but glance at a certain place...

Noticing where his gaze was, Nangong Qianmo suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Mo Tingye, I'm warning you, if you mess around again, don't force me to fight you!"

"Doing it... sounds like a good choice!" Once you do it, the quilt will definitely not be able to wrap you tightly around your body. Maybe if you are lucky, he can still feast his eyes. Although he can't eat meat, But there is still hope for drinking soup to relieve hunger!
Soon, there was a ping-pong-pong sound in the room, sometimes accompanied by the man's low laughter and the woman's angry curses.The servants in the yard walked away one after another...

In the room, Nangong Qianmo's face was flushed. The quilt wrapped around her body had already been broken into two halves. A certain person was firmly pressed on the bed, her hands were firmly clasped by a big hand. Unwilling to lose out, she kicked him first, and then turned over forcefully.

Suddenly, the two changed positions, with Nangong Qianmo at the top and Mo Tingye at the bottom.The former seemed to have taken the initiative, but at the same time, the only half quilt that could cover him slipped down——

(End of this chapter)