Madam is right

Chapter 682 262. Kong Wu is powerful?

Zhao Mo glanced at one of his own rabbits with an excited face, and said, "You hope they will succeed?"

Mo Zhichu nodded, "Don't you think my brother and sister Jinyao are a good match?"

Zhao Mo stood beside her, looked at her for a while, and then said: "If you want to talk about male talent and female appearance, I think the two of us are more suitable."

After speaking, Zhao Mo grabbed Mo Zhichu's arm and pulled it into his arms, and Mo Zhichu fell into his arms.

In the midst of heavy snow and winter, Mo Zhichu also wore a pure white fox fur cloak today. The cloak was even attached with a hat, and Fudong woven two small ears on the hat.

The big hat covered Mo Zhichu's head, making her face more delicate and small.The small ears on the hat swayed slightly as she moved, and Mo Zhichu looked like a playful little fox.

Zhao Mo looked into her bright eyes, "Is it cold?"

Mo Zhichu wanted to peek for a while longer, and shook his head against his will, but Zhao Mo knew as soon as he touched her hand that this girl was trying to be brave.

It's strange to say that in winter, Mo Zhichu's hands and feet are cold. This has nothing to do with how many clothes he wears, but the strange cold limbs.

"Tough mouth."

After saying that, Zhao Mo didn't give Mo Zhichu a chance to resist, so he took her to his yard.

Mo Zhichu was still thinking about his brother's lifelong event, so Zhao Mo said: "If you really want your brother and sister Huang to be together, give them some time to be alone. You think you are peeking from the sidelines, but your brother doesn't do you know?"

When Zhao Mo said this, Mo Zhichu was also discouraged, he could only pout his lips, and was dragged away by Zhao Mo.

In the courtyard where Zhao Mo lives, there is no sign or name at the door.

Zhao Mo's house only has the most basic and simple furnishings, no decorative vases, no extra tables and chairs.

Although there are not many things in the house, the stove is thriving.

As soon as he walked into the house, there was a gust of warm wind blowing towards his face. There was some fragrance in the wind, which was the same as the smell on his body.

Mo Zhichu rolled his eyes and looked around, "Is this your room?"

"Well, what happened?"

"There are too few things, right? The room looks deserted."

Zhao Mo pulled her to sit down in front of the stove, and held her hand to keep her warm.

He smiled: "Then Chu'er thinks it's good to add something? I'll buy whatever Chu'er says to add, okay?"

As soon as Zhao Mo finished speaking, Mo Zhichu opened his eyes wide and turned to look at him.

Is this giving her the rights of hostess in advance?
Mo Zhichu smiled mischievously, "This is your room, of course you have the final say."

Zhao Mo naturally saw her a little evasive expression, and he didn't want to put too much burden on her, so he also smiled at this topic.

The two sat in front of the stove to keep warm, and Zhao Mo rubbed her hands gently, only to realize that her originally slender fingers had become thick due to martial arts practice.

"Chu'er doesn't seem to look at her hands very often these days?"

After Zhao Mo said this, Mo Zhichu looked down at his hand.

After looking at it like this, I realized that it was indeed different from my hands that did not touch the spring water in my previous life.But such a hand also made her feel inexplicably satisfied.

"It seems to be, but it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not! Look at this pair of Kong Wu's powerful hands!"

Kong Wu is powerful?

Zhao Mo couldn't help laughing, and then he tightened his hand slightly, and Mo Zhichu was so painful that he breathed in.This is also called Kong Wuli?

(End of this chapter)