My wife can't be like this

The terrible thing about Mr. Mo 3.

In the early morning of the next day, after the routine "morning class" with Wen Shao, Mo Yu was satisfied and sent someone to find a few skilled craftsmen, and handed over the parts on the picture to different people in batches. , when it was getting dark in the afternoon, some craftsmen sent over the finished parts one after another.Mo Yu herself is not very good at installing these, so she can only ask someone to find Qiu Hua, and then she gets a 'temporarily inconvenient' answer, well, it seems that Boss Qiu's married life is very happy and harmonious.

No one came to assemble it, and Mo Yu could only hold back his curiosity and get the parts back to the study to calm down. He didn't draw two strokes on the draft, and the door of the study was opened from the outside, and it was Wen Shao.

"I heard that the parts for last night have been finished." The little general asked calmly, but his eyes had already started to search the room. Mo Yu simply threw away the pen and dragged out a few boxes on one side. .

"It's all here." Mo Yu said, "It's a pity that Qiu Hua can't come tonight, otherwise the assembly can be completed."

Wen Shao opened a few boxes and looked at the parts in his hand, "Maybe I can put together." He took the complete picture and a section picture from yesterday on the desk and spread them on the ground, "I used to be with you when I was young. Father went to the arsenal and fiddled with things, and knew something about artillery."

"Then try it." Mo Yu is not afraid of what to do if you can't put together the damaged parts, but instead urges him enthusiastically, "The sooner you put it together, the sooner you can try out the feasibility."

The boy's urging look is also very cute in Wen Shao's eyes. The expectant eyes are like docile animals, full of trust and expectation. Wen Shao shook the parts in his hand, nodded and said, "Okay."

Because there are so many and complicated parts, and the combined weight is not too light, Mo Yu simply asked someone to take a big blanket and spread it on the ground, and even started this great business of 'building blocks' directly on the booth.Mo Yu really didn't know much about these things, so she could only explain aloud when Wen Shao looked at the three-dimensional picture in doubt, and at other times, she obediently watched Wen Shao do it, or in other words, looked at Wen Shao.

The little general looked serious when he was serious, he didn't have the usual smile, and his body was meticulously tense, but under the candlelight, he gave Mo Yu a strange softness, just like Shangxian Festival Looking back under the sunset that day, it was obvious that there was no fighting spirit anywhere in his body, but there was a sense of love for children in his eyes.

"...Zipei?" Mo Yu's daydream was interrupted by the little general at the side, "But sleepy?" Otherwise, why would his eyes be empty.

"Not sleepy." The boy shook his head and said, "I was thinking of its power on the battlefield." It was imagining the power of your command to win a complete victory on the battlefield.

"Then can you tell me the upper and lower layers of these parts in this picture?" The general took a picture and spread it on the knees of the two people. The scale of the picture is so large that it can cover the legs of the two people at once...

The corner of Mo Yu's eyes glanced at the pair of shadows on his left: under the candlelight, the two shadows seemed to be very close together, as if a thin quilt was draped under their knees, the shape was so intimate that the boy could feel the same in the autumn night. I felt a little enthusiasm.

"This quilt—cough, the layers of these parts on this picture are like this..." The young man stretched out his hand and explained to Wen Shao one by one, without moving away, he just slightly touched the man, blinking his eyes, " Zhenlu hurry up, this should be the last picture."

Indeed, the miniature model in Wen Shao's hand has reached the final stage. The finished cannon is about half a meter high, one meter long, and weighs astonishingly. such weight. "Is Zhenlu tired?" Mo Yu asked belatedly, "These things don't seem to be light." And at the end of the fight, the finished product would be dropped from time to time.

"It's okay." The little general said relaxedly, "Zi Peimo thinks I'm so weak?"

Mo Yu didn't know what he thought of again, and shook his head with a flushed face. Wen Shao was almost relieved when he saw it, "This thing is almost finished, Zipei, why don't you go to bed first, take me back to the room after finishing it, and bring it to you tomorrow morning." You go outside the barracks to test your power."

Mo Yu didn't covet this moment of time together, but nodded and got up and obediently went to bed and waited. To be honest, Mo Xiaoyu chose to go back to sleep for a rather innocent purpose. If Mo Yu didn't do anything to seduce the little general at this time, he would be sorry for his status as a master of erotic pictures, so when the boy entered the room, he took a bath first, and then changed into a thin and transparent underwear to be ashamed Da got into the quilt.

Then sleep well.

"..." The next morning, Mo Yu realized that he hadn't managed to control his sleepiness. After learning from Xiao Ying that the general went into the dormitory and came out last night, and finally slept in the study, Mo Yu couldn't help it. Nothing to say to myself.This must be such a wild sleeping position, that it scared Wen Shao back to sleep in the study? !

When Wen Shao returned home after the morning court, Mo Yu was still struggling with this problem and couldn't extricate himself from it, but he couldn't show any annoyance in front of Wen Shao, so he had to ask him about the artillery.

"Your Majesty said that if today's demonstration is effective, we will make a real thing to test." Wen Shao sat at the table and said, while Mo Yu was eating breakfast, and he looked uncomfortable.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Wen Shao nodded, "I've used it," thought for a while, "I haven't seen Zipei eat alone yet."

"..." You don't need to see it, I feel so uncomfortable being looked at by you now——Mo Yu hurriedly poured the rice porridge into his mouth, "Didn't Zhenlu say last night that he would take me to see Wei Li? let's go."

Wen Shao nodded, "Can Zipei know how to ride a horse?"

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This was the first time since the day Mo Yu was married that he was held in his arms and rode a horse, and it was the same person.Of course, the feeling is very different. When she was married last time, Mo Yu wished she could stay away from Wen Shao so as not to touch her so that the other party would misunderstand her, but now, Mo Yu felt that it would be better if she rode around the capital this time.

Leaning her back completely against Wen Shao's chest, feeling the other's body slowly relaxing after a moment of stiffness, Mo Yu was filled with satisfaction, "When did Zhenlu learn to ride a horse?"

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