Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 108 Danqing
In the dead of night, Mo Qi returned to the small attic with the exhausted Nangong Yue in his arms.

Nangong Yue only felt that she had reached the point where she was physically and mentally exhausted, and there was no place on her body that was not sore and unable to do anything. I guess this guy was because he didn't come to the wedding night yesterday. Today, in the wilderness, she looked like Frying over and over again like an fried egg, she was so tired that she fell asleep, and he was still working hard on it...

Nangong Yue felt that she had been unlucky for eight lifetimes. Why didn't she realize that this guy was so hungry and had such a strong desire?

Oh, what a shame, what a shame...

At this moment, Mo Qitian looked at the sleepy little face beside him, but he was satisfied in a different way. He lightly played with her hair, and the faint fragrance wafted through the tip of his nose, making him a little dizzy , some ethereal.

"Yue'er, after ten months, there will be little Yue'er?"

He whispered in her ear, Nangong Yue originally planned to pretend to be asleep and ignore him, but who knew that Nangong Yue's eyes widened instantly upon hearing Mo Qitian's words...

"You, what did you say..."

Nangong Yue felt that she was not well. What this guy meant was that he planned to create a human being with her, and then there would be another little Yue'er in ten months...

"Well... My husband just said that if there is such a little Yue'er, my husband will not let her abide by those damn wedding rules, and my husband will make her the happiest little princess in the world."

Nangong Yue felt ashamed when she heard Mo Qitian's words that she thought were quite reasonable. This guy still remembers the cumbersome rules when they got married. This guy still remembers the fact that he didn't even have a dream come true...

Sigh, I really offended anyone, I can't offend Mo Qitian, I can only say two words, hold grudges!This guy holds a lot of grudges.

But even though she was thinking like this, she said to Mo Qitian as if she remembered something: "Do you really think that your daughter has become someone else's family so early?"

These words made Mo Qitian startled: "My husband didn't expect..."

Sure enough, Mo Qitian really hesitated when he thought that his treasure would become someone else's property so quickly.

"You should say that when you have a son in the future, don't let your son abide by such broken rules, let your son directly carry his wife into the bridal chamber." Nangong Yue said casually.

These words reminded Mo Qitian, Mo Qitian's eyes were suddenly stained with a thousand points of halo, and then he hugged Nangong Yue, and suddenly began to whisper in her ear again: "Yue'er It’s very true, let’s have a pair, a son and a daughter.”

Feeling that guy's surging desire again, Nangong Yue felt bad all over...

She hurriedly wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, and then said to Mo Qitian behind her expressionlessly: "Cough, I'm tired, this matter will take a long time to come, let's talk about it later!"

At the end of the sentence, Nangong Yue wrapped up all the quilts without leaving any traces, and then walked away from Mo Qitian like a thief.

She has been tortured to death by him during the day, so give her a good night's sleep at night!
This guy is definitely energetic, definitely energetic! ——
On the second day at the Summer Resort, Mo Qitian was more honest last night, but Nangong Yue still slept until noon.

If it wasn't for the smell of food around the tip of her nose that made her want to stop, it might not be an exaggeration for her to sleep for a day and a night.

In a daze, Mo Qitian waited on him to wash him up, and then he put on his clothes like he was serving the empress dowager, and finally, Mo Qitian was carried to the dinner table by an honest bear.

She doesn't even need to move her hands now, Mo Qitian directly feeds her mouthful.

It's just that this guy is not honest when he looks at her eating. He likes to grab her butt twice when he has nothing to do. After all, Nangong Yue is used to it, so he doesn't pay attention to it.

Who knew that just after she had eaten, she looked at someone with an ambiguous face and smiled at her: "Madam, is she full? If she is full, will she be able to feed her husband?"

These words startled Nangong Yue, and at this moment, her face was covered with black lines...

This guy is about to start again!

A slap slapped him on the forehead: "Not during the day, then wait until night."

Alas, in the past few days at the Summer Resort, she can also deeply understand what this guy's purpose is, just two words, eat up, this guy wants to eat her from the inside out, from top to bottom Over and over again, she was fried over and over again yesterday, it's time to calm down today.

"Okay, it's just that Yue'er still remembers what she told me before?" Mo Qitian didn't seem so depressed when he heard Nangong Yue say that he could do it at night.

"what's up?"

"You said that you wanted my husband to paint a picture for you. Although I don't know if you still remember it, I still remember it." Mo Qitian said seriously.

"You mean the day I thought I was going to die?"

These words made Mo Qitian's face dark in an instant: "Don't put death on the edge in the future, if you disappear, I will definitely go to the King of Hades and get you back!"

He spoke aggressively, with a serious face, looking at Mo Qitian, Nangong Yue smiled, and she covered her mouth: "Hehe, just kidding, I haven't lived enough, and I haven't been with you for long How can time die?"

"Don't say this word in the future." Mo Qitian was still a little dissatisfied.

"Understood, didn't you say that you want to trace Danqing for me? Hurry up." Nangong Yue fell off Mo Qitian's body, then took his hand and walked outside.

Today's sunshine is just right, and the shade outside is thick. It's cool to find any place in this summer resort.

Mo Qitian ordered the dinner table to be cleaned up, and only then did he find the materials needed to describe Danqing.

Let Nangong Yue find a conspicuous place to sit down, and then began to trace her carefully.

In this era of iron weapons without even fireworks, Danqing is the most popular way of painting. Mo Qi was born in the aristocracy, and the general ancient princes and nobles also learned this type of painting from a very young age.

There won't be too many colors, but it is more vivid than the ink painting with only one color.

Nangong Yue was sitting under the sun, the sun was scorching like fire, but the summer resort was still cool, the shallow sunlight shone on her face, her skin was like white snow, and she was also nourished by Mo Qitian recently, very rosy, very bright up.

Today she unexpectedly wore a blue dress.

This was bought for her by those embroiderers in the dowry a few days ago. It is a water-blue Confucian skirt, with a white marble and ruby ​​pendant on her waist, and she walks gracefully and charmingly.

At this moment, she was just sitting there, with the light breeze blowing, but it did not have a calm and breezy atmosphere.

Mo Qitian described her every frown and smile, but he never mentioned that even if Nangong Yue didn't give him a model for his drawing, he could draw her just by relying on her appearance in his heart.

It's just that the beauty in the painting became clearer and clearer under his pen, and his memory of her became deeper.

Under the glucose vine, she was like a fairy, appearing beside him in his most desolate and numb years.

She is the treasure bestowed to him by the heavens, the peach blossom that was reckoned for him that day when he reined in his horse from the cliff, yes, he committed a peach blossom, but she miscalculated, it was not a rotten peach blossom, but a real peach blossom disaster.

Nangong Yue sat there for two hours, and Mo Qi just finished drawing her picture. Fortunately, there were a few grape vines behind her. When she was bored, she picked a few grapes, and waited for him not to pay attention. At that time, she went to a small well not far away to get some water, washed the grapes, and ate them one by one. When she was full and drunk, when she came back, Mo Qitian almost gave the painting All right.

Nangong Yue was not in a hurry to look at it. If she was in a hurry to look at it, there would be no surprises.

So he waited obediently like that, when Mo Qitian finished the drawing, and then he waved at her, she ran over in a hurry.

Looking at the appearance of the person in the painting, there is a bit of deja vu, but also a bit of unfamiliarity.

Nangong Yue knew that this was her appearance in Mo Qitian's heart, but she felt that the person in this painting was a bit more attractive than her current appearance.

This painting also made Nangong Yue a little lost. She didn't know when she got the background behind her, her previous appearance, and the butterfly on her shoulder, but he observed it. Careful, stroke by stroke, everything is traced out, not to say how superb his painting skills are, but to show that he is painting with his heart.

The inscription is General Luocha, but the inscription is that the vines and vines are known to the heart, and there are people in the painting.

I already know what is on my mind, because there are people in the painting, and my heart is on the person in the painting...

This is Mo Qitian's own poem, the only sentence in the world, it also expresses his feelings for her...

There was a faint mist in Nangong Yue's eyes. This man, he never told her how much he loved her. He would only prove his love for her with practical actions, and use all the hidden charms to prove his feelings for her. .

Just like his poem, the vines and vines know the heart.

The vines and vines are like endless love, he already understands what is on his mind, because of his love, he has already engraved it in his heart, hidden in the love of the vines...

"General..." Nangong Yue looked at him full of emotion, not knowing what to say.

"Stupid girl." Mo Qitian wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then hugged her into his arms: "But this is what you look like, it seems that as a husband, I have to find some way to make you change." Be smart, lest you be cheated by someone, you will regret your husband for the rest of your life..."

(End of this chapter)