Suzhou Mengchang

Mo Yizhi opened his eyes, and saw Jiao'e staring at him.

Seeing that he woke up, Jiao'e took the cooked porridge and said to Mo Yizhi, "I'll feed you some white porridge."

Mo Yizhi sat up, Ren Jiao'e took the porridge and fed it into his mouth spoonful by spoonful.

"Thousands of people have thousands of postures when they are drunk, my lord, do you want to know what posture you were last night?" Jiao'e fed half a bowl of porridge, then stopped feeding, and started to drink by herself.

Mo Yizhi had eaten porridge, which tasted sweet and should be comfortable, but was choked by Jiao'e's words from Meng Lang.Why doesn't he know himself, let alone drunk, how dare he do anything to Jiao'e even if he is unconscious.It's just that I don't know what to answer Jiao'e at this time, and I can't do anything with my mouth.

"Young master said... Chun Xiao Ye..." Jiao'e drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and stopped drinking it because she found it too sweet, holding the porridge bowl in front of Mo Yizhi, hesitated to speak, and shook her head.

"Bind your hair." Mo Yi jumped out of bed at once, and said sincerely: "Jiao'e, it's time to tie your hair. I'll do it for you."

"Since you are disheveled, you are already thinking of me, so I will obey you." Jiao'e saw Mo Yizhi standing under the bed, and she stopped teasing him, and agreed to tie her hair as she obeyed.

The black hair was graceful, and the strands of hair were held in Mo Yi's hands, and Mo Yi held a jade-encrusted mahogany comb and combed it between Jiao'e's hair.In front of the bronze mirror stand, he combed Jiao'e's hair, but forgot that he was still loose.

Jiao'e sat in front of the mirror, looking at Mo Yizhi in the mirror who combed her hair gently running along her hair, Jiao'e actually had some other subtle emotions.The mahogany comb was being combed slowly, and the sunlight outside the room was slowly streaming in. Jiao'e looked at Mo Yizhi in the mirror, and her eyes felt hot for a moment.

Not long after, Jiao'e asked a silver hairpin to be inserted horizontally, and the square white jade glazed hair crown was square to bind the hair.

"How?" Mo Yizhi looked at Jiao'e in the mirror and asked.

Jiao'e turned her head, met Mo Yi's eyes, and asked, "How?"

"It looks great without a hair tie, and it looks even better with a tie." Mo Yizhi put down the mahogany comb and continued: "After all, he is my fox, so how can he not pervert all living beings?"

"Then how about you tie my hair every day?" Jiao'e grabbed the back of Mo Yizhi's neck with one hand and hugged him.

Mo Yizhi didn't move, his expression was gentle, and he said, "Not good."

Jiao'e let go of Mo Yizhi, and looked up at him: "I really don't believe that Mr. Mo can hide from me!"

"I couldn't hide in the past, and I won't be able to hide in the future." Mo Yizhi made a series for Jiao'e.

Jiao'e helped Mo Yizhi up, and raised her voice, "Young master, you are welcome, the future will be long."