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Chapter 5 I Won't Touch You
Chapter 5 I Won't Touch You
"It's all ready."
Mo Yu got up late: "Let's go to the bridal chamber."
Gao Ying nodded embarrassingly: "Yes."
Why did Er Shao say such a shameful thing so directly?
As soon as Mo Yuchi walked to the door, he seemed to have remembered something, and turned his head to look him up and down.
Gao Ying was flustered by him, and asked anxiously: "Does Second Young Master have any orders?"
"When I came back just now, I saw that there seemed to be more weeds in the yard. Go and fix it."
Gao Ying was full of desire to survive: "...This meticulous work seems not suitable for me? There is a gardener who can do it better than me."
"Okay, then pick the manure and water the flowers."
After speaking, Mo Yuchi strode away, leaving Gao Ying alone in a mess.
Er Shao just gave him a physical job in such a hasty way?
Did he say something wrong for this sudden physical punishment?
Oh, by the way, he said that Miss Tang should be replaced.
It deserves to be punished!
……
At night, Tang Yimo didn't think of any way to avoid Chongxi's sand sculpture operation for the time being.
But after thinking about it, if the young master of the Mo family is a person who is both conscious and physically paralyzed, she would still avoid a chicken feather.
She didn't believe that an unconscious person could have a bridal chamber!
When Tang Yimo was full of thoughts, the housekeeper knocked on the door: "Madam, the young master has gone to the new house, I'll invite you to come over."
"it is good."
Uncle Ding opened the door and came in, and said respectfully, "Madam, please follow me."
"Ah."
Follow the corridor to the deepest room.
Uncle Ding opened the door, and suddenly, a strong smell of medicinal herbs invaded the tip of his nose.
Tang Yimo frowned slightly, the smell of this herb was very strong, she could tell that the man lying on the bed was already dying of illness.
With a white silk curtain, she couldn't see the man clearly.
Uncle Ding warned: "Ma'am, since the young master fell ill, his face has also started to fester. Since then, he has applied ointment and wore a mask. Remember, don't take off the young master's mask, otherwise it will make him even lost his life."
"Okay, I remember."
Uncle Ding was relieved now, and said politely: "The old lady said that the marriage can only be successful if you see popularity, thank you for your hard work."
Tang Yimo: "..."
What a joke! ?
She smiled on the skin: "I understand, please rest assured, old lady."
Uncle Ding got a satisfactory answer, and after leaving, he closed the door of the new house for the two of them intimately.
Tang Yimo came to Mo Xiqing's bedside, and opened the curtain with a very complicated mood.
Mo Xiqing was lying on his back, his tailored suit was very slim, and his figure was no less slender than his younger brother.
If it wasn't for the smell of Chinese medicine in the room, she would have thought that he was a healthy man.
Tang Yimo looked at him carefully. He was wearing a silver mask, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly. The mask was not fully covered, revealing the bridge of the nose, lips, and his chin.
For some reason, in a trance, she thought of Mo Yuchi's lips pursed.
Maybe it's because they are blood brothers, the evil charm in their bones is somewhat similar to that of Mo Xiqing.
Tang Yimo greeted politely: "Mo Xiqing, hello."
What responded to her was silence in the room.
She climbed onto the bed again, drew closer to him, and took his hand under the quilt.
Under the warm light, his hands were very long.
The wrist bones are strong and clear, and there are some marks in the middle of the thumb knuckles, which are whiter than the rest of the skin on the hands, as if they had worn rings or finger rings before.
She sighed: "This should be a pair of hands holding a pen, and it shouldn't lose its vitality."
Tang Yimo pressed his index and middle fingers together on his pulse, and said slowly: "Mo Xiqing, since you are my husband in name, as a wife, I will do my best to cure your illness."
"But don't worry, I won't touch you. Chongxi's bridal chamber is all fallacy."
After finishing the words, he suddenly saw his eyelashes trembling slightly.
(End of this chapter)
"It's all ready."
Mo Yu got up late: "Let's go to the bridal chamber."
Gao Ying nodded embarrassingly: "Yes."
Why did Er Shao say such a shameful thing so directly?
As soon as Mo Yuchi walked to the door, he seemed to have remembered something, and turned his head to look him up and down.
Gao Ying was flustered by him, and asked anxiously: "Does Second Young Master have any orders?"
"When I came back just now, I saw that there seemed to be more weeds in the yard. Go and fix it."
Gao Ying was full of desire to survive: "...This meticulous work seems not suitable for me? There is a gardener who can do it better than me."
"Okay, then pick the manure and water the flowers."
After speaking, Mo Yuchi strode away, leaving Gao Ying alone in a mess.
Er Shao just gave him a physical job in such a hasty way?
Did he say something wrong for this sudden physical punishment?
Oh, by the way, he said that Miss Tang should be replaced.
It deserves to be punished!
……
At night, Tang Yimo didn't think of any way to avoid Chongxi's sand sculpture operation for the time being.
But after thinking about it, if the young master of the Mo family is a person who is both conscious and physically paralyzed, she would still avoid a chicken feather.
She didn't believe that an unconscious person could have a bridal chamber!
When Tang Yimo was full of thoughts, the housekeeper knocked on the door: "Madam, the young master has gone to the new house, I'll invite you to come over."
"it is good."
Uncle Ding opened the door and came in, and said respectfully, "Madam, please follow me."
"Ah."
Follow the corridor to the deepest room.
Uncle Ding opened the door, and suddenly, a strong smell of medicinal herbs invaded the tip of his nose.
Tang Yimo frowned slightly, the smell of this herb was very strong, she could tell that the man lying on the bed was already dying of illness.
With a white silk curtain, she couldn't see the man clearly.
Uncle Ding warned: "Ma'am, since the young master fell ill, his face has also started to fester. Since then, he has applied ointment and wore a mask. Remember, don't take off the young master's mask, otherwise it will make him even lost his life."
"Okay, I remember."
Uncle Ding was relieved now, and said politely: "The old lady said that the marriage can only be successful if you see popularity, thank you for your hard work."
Tang Yimo: "..."
What a joke! ?
She smiled on the skin: "I understand, please rest assured, old lady."
Uncle Ding got a satisfactory answer, and after leaving, he closed the door of the new house for the two of them intimately.
Tang Yimo came to Mo Xiqing's bedside, and opened the curtain with a very complicated mood.
Mo Xiqing was lying on his back, his tailored suit was very slim, and his figure was no less slender than his younger brother.
If it wasn't for the smell of Chinese medicine in the room, she would have thought that he was a healthy man.
Tang Yimo looked at him carefully. He was wearing a silver mask, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly. The mask was not fully covered, revealing the bridge of the nose, lips, and his chin.
For some reason, in a trance, she thought of Mo Yuchi's lips pursed.
Maybe it's because they are blood brothers, the evil charm in their bones is somewhat similar to that of Mo Xiqing.
Tang Yimo greeted politely: "Mo Xiqing, hello."
What responded to her was silence in the room.
She climbed onto the bed again, drew closer to him, and took his hand under the quilt.
Under the warm light, his hands were very long.
The wrist bones are strong and clear, and there are some marks in the middle of the thumb knuckles, which are whiter than the rest of the skin on the hands, as if they had worn rings or finger rings before.
She sighed: "This should be a pair of hands holding a pen, and it shouldn't lose its vitality."
Tang Yimo pressed his index and middle fingers together on his pulse, and said slowly: "Mo Xiqing, since you are my husband in name, as a wife, I will do my best to cure your illness."
"But don't worry, I won't touch you. Chongxi's bridal chamber is all fallacy."
After finishing the words, he suddenly saw his eyelashes trembling slightly.
(End of this chapter)
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