Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Du Cao then came back to his senses, pulled off Ji's hand and took a bite on it: "I call you to scare me!"

"Hiss! Pain, lady, spare your life Ji expresses Mo to eat painful, beg for mercy in a hurry.

Du grass rolled a white eye: "just told you to come to eat hot pot, you don't come, now secretly come, you are sick?"

"Grass, I miss you so much." Ji Shumo chuckles, then kisses Du Cao's lips.

This guy suddenly appeared in his room in the middle of the night. Is that why?

"Hiss!"

Ji Shumo snorted: "grass, do you belong to a dog?"

"The moon is dark and the wind is high. What are you doing Du Cao watched Ji Shumo on guard, protecting his hands on his chest, and his face was very ugly.

Looking at Du Cao's alert, Ji Shumo asked Qu Baba: "my husband, what are you afraid of! Grass, I want to hug you. "

"Hold your head! Come on, is something wrong? " Du Cao poked Ji Lyric's forehead, full of disgust.

Ji Shumo's face was injured: "if it's OK, I can't come to you? I've managed to deal with the affairs in the house before I came to you. I'm tired to death, you heartless little girl. "

Said, Ji Lyric ink gently hook hook Du grass's nose, Wei Qu Baba.

Du grass heartless lying in Ji Lyric Mo's arms, light said: "you less beautify yourself there, I ask you, are you looking at the Phoenix from?"

"Xiaocao, you really know me." Ji Shumo touched Du Cao's cheek and chuckled.

I knew it would be like this, cheapskate.

"Feng doesn't want Mu Shiqing. She begged me for one night, and I gave him Yueqing." Du Cao pulls Ji Shumo's hair and smiles gently. In three years, this smelly boy has grown into a tough man with perfect muscles and a tender face like a little girl.

I really don't know how many people envy such skin.

Du Cao rubs Ji Shumo's cheek mercilessly: "Xiao Mo, your face is really angry!"

Hearing this, Ji Shumo is funny: "little girl."

"What's the matter? Don't you love beauty? " Du Cao white Ji Lyric ink one eye, then think of his face now there are scars.

"By the way, I'm ugly now." The duckweed laughed and touched the scar on her face.

Ji Shu Mo reached out and touched Du Cao's cheek gently. He said softly, "if you are ugly, I like ugly. If you are beautiful, I like beautiful."

"What a sweet mouth Du Cao sat up and looked at Ji Lyric Mo with a smile: "what do you think of Fengli's marriage?"

"Who does he marry? What does it matter to me? As long as it's not you, I don't mind Ji Shu Mo encircles Du Cao's waist, and his chin rubs against her neck socket.

Du Cao rolled a white eye, and then said in a low voice: "Mu Shiqing is now ready to get married in peace. As soon as the news of Fengyang Prince's coming to Beijing came, she came here to show her power. So do you think, will Mu family be more arrogant?"

"Although it looks like a pool of stagnant water in the upper part of the court hall, there has been an undercurrent surging down there for a long time. During this period, the fifth Prince huangfuyan has become more and more arrogant and ambitious."

Ji Lyric Mo holding Du Cao, light said a word.

The fifth prince? Huang Fu Yan?

Du grass slightly frowned: "a black sheep, dare to covet the throne?"

"After all, he has the blood of Huangfu's family. Naturally, he is ambitious." Ji Shumo sneered.

"Huangfuyan's birth mother is a mystery. The emperor won't let him succeed. Although the crown prince was young, he was smart and magnanimous. He would certainly govern the country well in the future." Du Cao frowned and looked at Ji Lyric ink: "little ink, this throne, do you have an idea?"

"What do I want this country to do? I only want the emperor to clear my family and comfort the soul of my family. " Ji Shumo scoffed with disdain. Obviously, he had no interest in being an emperor.

"Well, do you have any requirements for the throne? For example, who do you want to support? " Du Cao tilted his head and looked at Ji Lyric.

"Why did you suddenly ask me this?" Ji Shumo frowned, a little puzzled.

Du Cao sighed, and then said in a low voice: "the emperor's body is getting worse every day. In fact, most of the things in the court are in the hands of the prime minister and you. However, the prime minister is also the confidant of the imperial concubine mu. Although he seems to be in harmony with you, he is actually fighting openly and secretly. You want to control the whole situation, I'm afraid I want to develop my own people. "Hearing this, Ji Shumo pulled Du Cao's hair and said in a low voice: "I will deal with all these things. You are still a child. Don't think about these messy things every day, OK? Look at the way you frown now. It's like an old lady. "

"Smelly boy, who am I working so hard for?" Du Cao mercilessly gouged out Ji Shumo and gritted his teeth, this heartless guy.

"Well, well, I know it's all for me. Don't worry about it. I can protect myself and you now." Ji Shumo gently smiles and kisses Du CaO on the forehead.

"If the purpose of your coming to Beijing is just to protect yourself and me, why do you work so hard?" Du Cao chuckled: "little mo, the emperor's body is not as good as day by day. What you have to do is to grasp it."

Ji Shu Mo nodded: "yes, I see it."

"So, I'll show you a clear way now, Wang Zhishan. Do you know him?" Du Cao hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at Ji Lyric Mo with a smile.

Wang Zhishan?

"I know him, but he is the most upright. I'm afraid it's hard to buy him off." Ji Shumo sighed: "he is in charge of the Ministry of rites, and he is an important official in the court."

"Did you know he had a daughter? It's called Wang Shuqi. During the day, I had a quarrel with Mu Shiqing. The relationship between the two people is the same Du Cao comes up to Ji xumo, and his eyebrows are curved and mysterious.

"So what?" Ji Shumo frowned and didn't know what it meant.

What a piece of wood!

Du Cao twisted Ji Shumo's ear: "Wang Zhishan is 40 years old and nearly 50 years old. There is only such a little girl. What's her love like? What do you think if Mu Shiqing accidentally hurt the child

Although this is not authentic, but so far, this is the best way that duckweed can think of.

Ji Shumo looked at the duckweed, soon knew the meaning of duckweed, nodded, and then said in a low voice: "I know, grass, this matter, I will think about it."

"Think what you think! I'll come. I have my own way, but you should pay attention to that. Don't deliberately approach others, or you will fall short of success. Do you know? " Du Cao is very serious about warning Ji Shumo.