After the rebirth of the Marquis's mistress, she smiled at the scumbag's family

Mo Ruochen didn't rush her, he just waited leisurely, appearing to be very patient.

But his eyes were full of mischief and teasing.

Xiao Yunxi glared back in dissatisfaction, her face red and shy and angry, but it had no deterrent effect.

She took a few steps closer and reached out to Mo Ruochen's waist with slightly trembling hands, trying to untie the belt, but she failed after trying for a long time.

She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do and even wanted to chop her belt with a knife.

How did Xiao Yunxi think that a man’s belt would be so complicated?

Although it is natural for a wife to serve her husband.

But no matter in the previous life or this life, there was no such time when I was in the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion.

After marrying Mo Ruochen, she no longer had parents-in-law to visit every morning and evening, nor did she have concubines to pay respects to.

In addition, Mo Ruochen did the things in the picture book with her every day, and there were so many different ways of doing them that she couldn't get up early the next morning.

Don’t even mention waiting for Mo Ruochen to change his clothes and eat. I basically haven’t seen him since morning!

Over time, she developed the habit of going to bed late and waking up late. Even on those days when she was having a bad day, she would wake up very late.

So, she really doesn't know how to untie a man's belt!

Mo Ruochen didn't urge her, nor was he impatient, he just stood there.

Xiao Yunxi did this for a long time, but finally she couldn't stand it anymore.

He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, turned around and went out, took out a sewing basket from the cabinet beside the bed, and took out the golden scissors from it.

Mo Ruochen was also tired of standing, so he sat leisurely on the chaise longue next to the bathtub.

Hearing footsteps, I looked up:

A pair of golden scissors came into view, with the sharp tip emitting a cold glow.

Mo Ruochen:........

Even though the Dali God of War, who had fought on the battlefield for many years and whose hands were stained with countless blood, was stunned.

"Ma'am," he said in a somewhat floating voice, "it's just a belt, it's not that serious..."

Mo Ruochen looked in the direction of Xiao Yunxi's hand.

I saw the scissors stopped at the waist and abdomen, and then with a "click", the belt broke...

Xiao Yunxi then smiled with satisfaction, and then started to unbutton Mo Ruochen.

As soon as I raised my left hand, it was grabbed tightly by a big hand.

"Madam, scissors..."

Only then did Xiao Yunxi realize that she had forgotten to put the scissors back.

She raised a sweet smile and was about to stand up to return the scissors. Just after taking a step, she turned back and glanced up and down at Mo Ruochen.

Finally, his eyes paused for a moment below his waist and abdomen, and he pursed his lips and thought for a while.

The next steps should not require scissors.

But what if?

It’s so troublesome to run around to get it.

So Xiao Yunxi turned around and put the scissors on the small table beside her.

Mo Ruochen followed her movements without blinking.

The moment she stared at his lower abdomen, he for the first time did not have any romantic thoughts, but instead he felt nervous...

Glancing at the scissors not far away, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to let the little princess help him take off his clothes.

Fortunately, the rest of the things went smoothly.

The moment he entered the bathtub, Mo Ruochen sighed comfortably.

Suddenly, two soft and boneless little hands were placed on his shoulders and started kneading them.

Mo Ruochen squinted his eyes in satisfaction, "I didn't expect that Madam would know how to give a massage."

"Could it be that in the eyes of the prince, I am just a useless vase who can only play with a whip?"

"Of course not. Madam's attainments in music, chess, calligraphy and painting are praised by everyone in the world. How can it be that she is only good-looking but useless?"

Mo Ruochen smiled lightly, "I just didn't expect that the darling who is held in the palm of the hand of the Princess and Duke Ningguo would actually serve others."

"I am not serving a human being."

Mo Ruochen:.......

Xiao Yunxi continued to knead vigorously with her hands, "I am serving my own husband."

“Mother once said that if you want a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, they must naturally complement each other.

She must have the dignity of a royal lady, but also the gentleness and obedience of a wife."

"So, in addition to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, mother has also asked someone to teach me housework, cooking and acupoint massage.

I don't ask for quantity or quality, I just ask to be able to get by.

As long as you have one or two specialties, you can simply show off your handkerchief."

Mo Ruochen really didn't expect that the eldest princess would teach her daughter in this way.

"Madam, don't you feel wronged?"

"Why do you feel wronged? Husbands and wives should be closer."

Xiao Yunxi exerted a little more strength, "Could it be that the prince wants someone else to serve you?"

"If there is anyone you like, please let me know. If he has decent looks, a clean family background, and a gentle temperament, I will...

I will help you get married, how about that?"

So what?

Not much!

Mo Ruochen pulled Xiao Yunxi over, held her in his arms, and rested his head on her forehead.

"I only wish to spend the rest of my life with my wife, and I will never marry another woman."

The words were so affectionate and serious that Xiao Yunxi felt a little hot in her heart.

I don’t know if it’s because the water beneath me is too hot, or because Mo Ruochen’s body is too hot.

Xiao Yunxi felt a little hot...

Mo Ruochen raised his hand and touched her face, from her eyebrows, nose, and red lips, all the way down...

After a few "ripping" sounds, Xiao Yunxi became frank with Mo Ruochen.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes, clasping her arms around Mo Ruochen's shoulders and letting his hands play around underwater.

He stared at her, with indescribable tenderness in his deep eyes.

The flexible fingers never stop, sometimes slowly and gently, sometimes quickly and violently...

Every time, Xiao Yunxi's heart couldn't stop trembling, and her body twisted unconsciously...

Mo Ruochen chuckled, leaned close to her ear, kissed her gently, and whispered softly.

Xiao Yunxi shyly avoided it, but seemed to want more, so she got closer...

She slowly raised her head, her shy cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms in March, her eyes were full of spring, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised...

It seemed as if she was waiting for the man in front of her to lead her into indulgence.

Mo Ruochen wished he could rub the person in front of him into his bones and blood.

He can no longer bear it...

A room full of spring colors and two people in love.

On the second day, Xiao Yunxi still did not get up until noon.

The difference is that the man who had disappeared long ago is now sleeping soundly beside her.

This is really rare.

Xiao Yunxi suddenly felt like playing.

He turned sideways and looked at Mo Ruochen carefully.

This man has very thick eyelashes, a strong nose, and fair skin without even a single blemish.

Xiao Yunxi's fingers traced over them one by one, paused for a moment on the two thin lips, and pressed lightly.

Then it went all the way down and finally stopped at the man's Adam's apple.

This old man really has a face that is so handsome that Pan An is probably not even three points better than him.

Seeing that the man was sleeping soundly, Xiao Yunxi boldly moved over and gently kissed his Adam's apple...

Just as I was about to step back, someone suddenly grabbed my waist.

When I looked up, I met a pair of smiling eyes...

With a "boom", Xiao Yunxi's face turned red, even her ears were red.