Madam is right

Chapter 144 044. Only His Appearance in His Eyes
Zhao Mo stretched out his hand, and Mo Zhichu lost his focus and fell directly on his bed.

She lay awkwardly on his lap across the quilt, and raised her eyes to meet his black pupils.

The black color was like an abyss, constantly dragging her into his eyes, unable to break free.

Her face was red, and she forgot to speak for a moment.

But he heard his deep voice: "Chu'er is angry?"

She came back to her senses, unnaturally turned her head away from him, and said stiffly, "No way!"

Then she turned her head to look at him unwillingly, as if trying to convince herself, her small mouth was eloquent.

"Why should I be angry? What is there to be angry about?! Young Master is born optimistic, cheerful and positive! No one can make Young Master angry in this life yet!"

After hearing her words, Zhao Mo only thought she was extremely cute.

Right now she was still chattering, Zhao Mo looked at her small mouth which kept opening and closing, and felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

He knew what it was, but he couldn't do it, he would scare her.

So, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to pinch her two lips, and gently pinched them together.

The world is finally quiet...

Mo Zhichu obviously didn't expect that, he suddenly got started like this and pinched it!she!of!mouth!bar!
Her face flushed uncontrollably for a moment, she slapped his hands away indiscriminately, and jumped up from his bed.

Zhao Mo saw that the little girl looked ashamed and angry, staring at him with red eyes.

I don't know what she was thinking, but the little girl wiped her mouth with her sleeve and ran out without saying a word.

Only Zhao Mo was left, sitting on the bed sadly...

What's going on……

Although Zhao Mo couldn't figure it out, he didn't miss what he should do.

After resting for a while, as usual, he went to the canteen regularly to get ingredients from Uncle Hong, and then cooked for Mo Zhichu.

But that night, Zhao Mo waited for a long time in the barracks, but he didn't see Mo Zhichu come.

He curiously went to the canteen to look for her, only to find that she was chatting happily with Xie Wen and Jiang Wu from the first team who stole the fruit together.

It only takes 0.01 seconds to get angry.

In the end, Zhao Mo looked at her from a distance, suppressed his jealousy, and returned to Mo Zhichu's barracks.

He just sat in front of a table of dishes, neither eating nor doing anything else, just sitting there quietly.

It was getting dark now, and he didn't light a lamp, and sat motionless at the table like a statue.

In the end, Mo Zhichu was full after drinking and eating, bragging with his seniors, and went back to the barracks contentedly.

I just feel sorry for Zhao Mo who burned all night, not only waiting for her alone, but even dinner is useless right now.

When Mo Zhichu returned to the barracks and lit the lamp, he realized that there was still someone sitting at the table.

She was taken aback, "What are you doing?!"

He said aggrievedly: "Wait for you to eat."

"Then why don't you light the lamp!"

He said sourly: "Anyway, I'm the only one, it's all the same."

"..."

Mo Zhichu thought for a long time before he came up with a sentence: "Are you a resentful woman? Why are you looking at me so resentfully?"

Mo Zhichu just made a casual joke, but he answered her seriously.

"If I were a resentful woman, Chu'er would be that stinky man who abandoned his wife and family!"

"puff--"

Fortunately, she didn't face him, otherwise she would have sprayed him in the face.

"Ahem... What nonsense are you talking about!" She said with widened eyes.

But he sighed, took the Jinpa, and went forward to wipe the water stains from her mouth.

Mo Zhichu felt that she was really bewitched. Now that Zhao Mo was just a little closer to her, she felt her heart beating faster, and she wanted to run away...

However, Mo Zhichu did exactly that.

As soon as Zhao Mo stroked the corners of her lips with a brocade handkerchief, she frantically avoided her gaze, turned around and wanted to run.

Zhao Mo felt that there had never been a day as uncomfortable as today.

In the past, the little girl would lose her temper and cry, but she would not avoid him everywhere like today.

Zhao Mo panicked. He would rather she vent all her bad temper on him. She could practice martial arts with him as before when she was unhappy, but she didn't want to be like today. It's like a hundred and eight thousand miles.

Seeing that she was about to run away again, he quickly reached out and grabbed her: "Chu'er!"

Mo Zhichu looked back at him, and at that moment, he saw panic in her eyes.

He finally let go of his hand reluctantly, and just said: "You should rest earlier, I'll just go..."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes, cleaned up the table full of food, and prepared to leave.

He was sad in his heart, could it be that Chu'er deliberately avoided him when he knew his intentions?
How can that be good?

He was lost in thought, but suddenly felt something warm and cool on his forehead.

He looked up, only to realize that it was Mo Zhichu's little hand.

Mo Zhichu put one hand on his forehead and the other on his own.After a long while, he said nervously, "Yanqing, do you have a fever again?"

Chu'er talked to him!
He was elated for a moment, as long as he could stay with her for a while, he would do whatever he wanted!
It only took 0.01 second to think, and he stared at her pitifully and replied, "Maybe, no one will care about me anyway."

"You wait, I'll give you hot medicine." Mo Zhichu didn't know why he was so kind all of a sudden.

The medicine pot that Song He sent earlier still contained a lot of medicine. He was supposed to drink it with his three meals, but I don't know if he did it.

After Mo Zhichu said that, he went to the barn. A simple small stove was set up in the barn, which was originally made for the soldiers to warm medicine.

Seeing the little girl going to the barn, Zhao Mo frowned, raised her legs and followed her.

However, as a young lady of the general's mansion who only handles weapons, she really doesn't understand this kind of kitchen matters at all!

You have to start with the fire, right?

But how can this fire be born?

Mo Zhichu held a piece of firewood in one hand and looked at the stove on the ground at a loss, with a perplexed expression on his face.

"puff……"

Only then did Mo Zhichu realize that Zhao Mo had followed behind her at some point.

She blushed suddenly again, "Why are you following me!"

He smiled: "I just suddenly remembered that our Chu'er is still a little princess, so I should do this kind of rough work."

But she felt a little embarrassed, she clearly said that she was the one who came to warm the medicine for him...

"Ah? No, you're all sick...how about you tell me how to do it, and how about you teach me from the sidelines?"

He reached out to take the firewood in her hand, "Leave it to me, Chu'er just needs to be by my side and stay with me."

After speaking, he smiled brightly.

On a gentle moonlit night, with gentle words and a gentle smile, Mo Zhichu stared blankly at him.

He rubbed her head and smiled wider.

He just likes the little girl, who only sees him like this in a daze!
(End of this chapter)