Lu Qingtang couldn't help but laugh out loud. She sat up and lifted her pants up, laughing so hard that she could hardly stand up straight.
Mo Zeshen sat aside, his eyes full of grievances, like a poor child.
He curled his lips, "You... why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Lu Qingtang put one hand on his waist and couldn't help but frown, "I just wanted to tease you, just kidding."
As she spoke, she moved closer to Mo Zeshen and reached out to hold his arm, "Are you not angry?"
Mo Zeshen's eyes were a little unhappy, and he reached out to pull his hand away, "Aren't you angry? I don't dare to be angry with you!"
Lu Qingtang laughed "hehe" and climbed onto his arm again. His voice became gentle, "Okay, don't be angry. I seem to have caught a cold and have a stomachache. I'm just joking with you to liven up the atmosphere. You Look at you not talking to me for several days, I miss you."
Seeing that Mo Zeshen still didn't speak, Lu Qingtang smiled again, "Okay, don't be angry. I won't make such jokes in the future. I'm sorry. It's my fault."
As she spoke, she observed Mo Zeshen's expression.
The cold face didn't seem to be moved by her words. He withdrew his hand again without hesitation, stood up and got out of bed.
Lu Qingtang's heart trembled. She looked at his leaving figure and asked again: "Where are you going?"
However, the man didn't even look back. He opened the door and went straight out without saying a word, closing the door with a bang.
Lu Qingtang looked at the closed door and was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.
Maybe it was because I went too far just now.
Although Mo Zeshen usually looks scary, you only find out that he is actually very emotionally stable after being in contact with him. These days, he often goes out to "find" Dong Chengbin, and brings him delicious food every time he comes back. Although he doesn't chat together, he is indeed very attentive.
From a physiological perspective, men's needs are much greater than women's needs. Once they are not met, rising hormones will affect emotions. Moreover, normal people would be angry if she provoked him at this time.
You have to apologize to him properly later.
Lying on the quilt, Lu Qingtang stared in the direction of the door, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for Mo Zeshen to come back.
Gradually, her eyelids began to stick together.
Forget it, let's go to bed first and talk about it tomorrow.
She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
At this moment, in the kitchen of the small courtyard, the candlelight that had been extinguished lit up again.
Yu Bai was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still had to sit by the stove and light the fire.
He said with a sad face, "I'm already asleep. Why did you wake me up, Your Majesty? Why do you want to eat brown sugar eggs so late at night?"
Mo Zeshen was cracking eggs into the pot. After listening to Yu Bai's words, he rolled his eyes at him, "What do you know? Of course you have to feel sorry for your own woman. Learn from this king. In the future, your wife will definitely feel sorry for her on special days." Take good care of her."
Yu Bai curled his lips and added firewood to the stove, "I don't, how can a man cook..."
As he spoke, he saw Mo Zeshen's stern gaze, and immediately swallowed his words and continued to cook the pot with his head down.
Mo Ze snorted coldly, picked up a spoon and scooped out the eggs, leaving three or four for Yu Bai. He couldn't let him get up in vain.
Holding the bowl, Mo Zeshen returned to the room and opened the door. The person on the bed was already asleep.
He placed the bowl and spoon on the table beside the bed and looked at Lu Qingtang on the bed, his thick black eyelashes wet.
Are you crying?
She was indeed being neglected these days. She was raising her child alone, and was busy treating Ning Xinran's face. Fortunately, Zeng Ke helped her to relieve some of the pain, and he couldn't help.
He reached out and touched Lu Qingtang's face. It was soft and smooth.
The corners of Mo Zeshen's mouth couldn't help but raise, and he patted Lu Qingtang's shoulder again, "Tangtang is up, don't sleep yet, eat something before going to bed."
I don’t know how long I slept when I suddenly heard someone calling me.
Lu Qingtang opened his eyes, and Mo Zeshen was sitting next to the bed. He said very gently: "I boiled brown sugar eggs for you. After eating them, your stomach will not hurt. After eating, go to bed."
Lu Qingtang rubbed his eyes with his hands and yawned.
Just now I thought I had seen it wrong through my sleepy eyes, but I didn't expect it was really Mo Zeshen.
She quickly turned over and sat up, "Mo Zeshen, where are you going? Are you still angry? I'm sorry..."
Mo Zeshen stretched out his hand and tapped her nose, "I'm not angry with you, but you. Tell me in advance when the day comes, so that I can be by your side."
Lu Qingtang muttered, "Then you just..."
Mo Ze smiled deeply and said, "I went out to boil brown sugar eggs for you just now. Come and eat them while they're hot."
As he said that, he picked up the bowl of brown sugar eggs and said, "I'll feed you."
He scooped up a poached egg with a spoon and handed it to Lu Qingtang's mouth. The hot egg stimulated Lu Qingtang's appetite. She opened her mouth and took a bite. She quickly ate an egg and then drank a few sips of brown sugar water.
Soon, I felt warm all over my body.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the dull pain in her belly seemed to disappear.
Soon, the bowl of brown sugar and eggs was finished, and Mo Zeshen poured tea for her to rinse her mouth before going to bed.
Lu Qingtang felt relieved as she leaned into Mo Zeshen's warm arms. She raised her eyes to look at him and put her arms around his waist, "Are you really not angry?"
Mo Zeshen put his hand under the quilt and held Lu Qingtang's hand. "No, I just want to tease you. Who is the better player among us?"
Lu Qingtang withdrew his hand, reached out and patted his strong chest, "You are so annoying, I thought you were ignoring me..."
Mo Ze laughed deeply, "How dare I? You are my princess."
"Let's go to sleep, Princess, I'm a little sleepy."
Lu Qingtang looked at his smiling face, lowered his head shyly, and whispered in his ear: "Your problem hasn't been solved yet. Isn't it uncomfortable to hold it in?"
A complicated expression appeared on Mo Zeshen's face, "Isn't it inconvenient for you? I just have to endure it for a few more days. If you feel uncomfortable, just feel uncomfortable. Just treat it as being uncomfortable with you."
Hearing these heart-warming words, Lu Qingtang felt even warmer in her heart. She opened her mouth slightly and bit his earlobe, and the man couldn't help but tremble. She let go and continued to speak in his ear: "Don't you men all solve problems with your hands? I am physically inconvenient and my hands are inconvenient..."
After speaking, she looked at him.
Astonishment appeared on the man's face full of surprise, and then desire ignited in those dark eyes again.
He hugged Lu Qingtang, grabbed her hand and pulled her under him, and said eagerly: "Then I'll take care of Princess Lao."
After a while, Mo Zeshen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He used a clean cloth to clean Lu Qingtang's hands very carefully. Lu Qingtang was extremely sleepy at the moment. After wiping his hands, he got into Mo Zeshen's arms and held him into dreamland...
