The Peasant Girl Reborn: The Pampered Wife

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So it's up to him.

Zhou Yumo was very satisfied with her obedience, her comfort and understanding, time and time again, and it took most of the night to stop.

By the time she woke up the next day, she had already gone to the company for handover.

Xu Xinghong thought about it and stayed at home and waited for him to come back. She always cleaned the study room by herself, so she started to clean it.

Read books, practice calligraphy, and draw pictures.

The day passed quickly, Zhou and Mo went home exhausted physically and mentally, looked at the dinner for two and asked, "Xu'er hasn't eaten yet?!"

"Madam only had one meal today." A servant was in charge of the meals, and glanced at Zhou Yumo's cold face, "Madam said that I'm waiting for you to have dinner with me."

Zhou Yumo knocked on the study door, but it didn't open, so he walked to the bedroom door and opened it, watching Xu Xinghong painting, looking intoxicated and happy, the light was shining on her body gently, especially charming.

He looked at it for a long time before saying, "Xu'er, I'm back!"

Only then did Xu Xinghong reluctantly put down his brush and said, "I haven't painted for a long time, and my hands are a little raw."

There was a faint light in her eyes, and with the corners of her mouth curled up, she walked into him slowly, took his arm and said, "You can do your thing at ease, I will wait for you at home."

Gossip with him casually, "I have nothing to do to draw and write, don't worry about me, just do whatever you want!"

Zhou Yumo stroked her hand on his arm, and they went downstairs together without talking.

Xu Xinghong wondered, Zhou and Mo were extraordinarily gentle and patient all night, and a little trembling after being warm all night.

"Yu Mo, you are so kind to me today, did you do something wrong to me!" Xu Xinghong lay on his chest, squinting his eyes and said with satisfaction.

Zhou Yumo looked up at her expression, and then slapped her ass, "Crack! If you still have strength, come again!"

Turn her around, drive straight towards that place, bite her neck and say, "If you still have the energy to doubt Lao Tzu, report to the Imperial Capital Painting Garden tomorrow!"

"Emperor Capital Painting Garden?!" Xu Xinghong exclaimed in surprise, turned his neck to face him and kissed him on the forehead.

This next week and Mo seemed to be inspired, tried all kinds of strange postures one after another, and pushed them up all at once.

A white light flashed in the minds of the two of them, relaxing, warm and comfortable.

Zhou and Mo were half lying on Xu Xinghong's body, with their heads buried in the hollow of her shoulders, and their avatars were still in her body.

Xu Xinghong couldn't open his eyes at all, he clasped his fingers with one hand, put his other hand on his waist, and rubbed against her.

Both of them were covered in sweat, smelling each other, and lingering in their extremely lingering postures, they just fell asleep with bone-crushing joy.

At this night, a full moon hangs high, and the holy moonlight spreads over the ground like silver gauze.

The reincarnation of the world is still turning non-stop. Ten years in the east of the river, ten years in the west of the river, Feng Shui turns around.

Imperial Art Gallery
As an excellent transfer student, Xu Xinghong's cultural accomplishment and skills are very good.

That is, the general history of art, introduction, appreciation, etc. that are currently studying need to spend some time.

"Hey, Xu Xinghong, why didn't you come to report until now, a semester is almost over?!" The classmates were more or less testing her.

Xu Xinghong smiled nonchalantly, and left with a large batch of books borrowed from the library, and replied casually, "Because of some problems at home, it was delayed!"

"Hey, where are you going? Are you going to the library? I'm going too!"

(End of this chapter)