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    ☆、Hua Tang Chun 11 (H)

    This man was so lukewarm towards his concubine, and Yao Ji didn’t know if he was acting to please her, or if it was just like that.Now that I think about it, it seems that the information Mrs. He found did not mention which concubine Cao Mo favored.He’s concubines, except for Aunt Yun, were all gifts from his people. He doesn’t seem to be a prostitute, and there are no anecdotes about any beautiful women he has taken into his home.

    Compared to the Yingying Yanyan in the inner house, he seemed to have his thoughts outside. Not only his concubines, but also his daughter didn’t care much.Yao Ji thought that she was too preconceived at the beginning. What kind of person Cao Mo was, she shouldn’t listen to rumors, or even judge based on first impressions, but she needed to feel it for herself.She is already married to he. At present, it seems that it is impossible to get divorced.

    Even if it’s just to make his life less difficult in the future, it doesn’t seem to hurt to show him some kindness.On this day, she made some delicate snacks in the kitchen, including wisteria cakes, pickled plums with golden threads, and steamed chestnut rice cakes with osmanthus sugar. Yao Ji could not eat these many snacks by herself, so she packed the snacks in lacquered food boxes and taught the little maid to carry them to the study for Cao Mo to taste.The Cao Mansion is quite large, and even the study room is divided into inside and outside.

    Cao Mo’s daily visits to guests and affairs were in the study room in the outer courtyard. There were only ancient books on calligraphy and painting in the inner study room. Yao Ji opened the door and entered, but saw no one inside.There were several books and letters spread out on the chicken-wing wood-carved scroll-textured desk. She put the food box on the desk and saw several headers on one of the unfolded letters, which read, “Brother Shou, seeing letters is like meeting each other.”

    She thought that Cao Mo didn’t seem to have this name originally, but only had the character “Shou”. Later, he changed his name to the character “Mo”.This incident also became another topic used by those meddlesome people to make fun of Cao Mo, saying that he was a rich man with muddy legs. In order not to make himself look like a villager, he even changed the name of the villager.

    At that time, she had nothing to do with Cao Mo, so she just laughed it off.Now that I think about it, how could a man who came from a poor background and made his fortune in a place like a liquor gang know how to write so well that even Xue Banshan praised him.This is definitely not something that can be accomplished overnight. If you don’t have a good foundation from childhood, no matter how hard you study and practice as an adult, you will only be able to get a scholar like Xue Banshan to say “fair”. You must know that Mr. Jingzhao, who is famous for his scholarly business, will never give his son-in-law any face for the sake of his daughter.

    Just as he was thinking to himself, Cao Mo came in.Yao Ji’s eyes naturally slid away from the letter, and she took out the small porcelain plate with blue and white lotus branches from the food box: “It was just made in the kitchen, use a little bit.” It was rare for her to show kindness like this. The man squinted his eyes slightly. When he looked closer, he saw that they were all sweet snacks that he didn’t like, but he still picked up a piece of wisteria cake and put it in his mouth: “It tastes good.”

    Yao Ji was afraid that he wouldn’t like it, so when she saw this, she raised the corners of her lips: “In that case, you eat more.”

    The man’s hand stopped in mid-air. He didn’t want to put it down, nor did he put it down. He had no choice but to pick up another pickled plum and said, “Ahem, why don’t you eat it?”

    “I don’t like eating these.” The girl said frankly.

    Cao Mo: …….

    Probably because he’s expression was a little strange, Yao Ji also picked up a plum and said, “What’s wrong? The pickled plums are not done well?” The fruit in the mouth is sweet with a bit of sourness, and the flesh is soft and elastic, and it is not dry when chewed.Yao Ji swallowed the pulp in her mouth and felt that it tasted good. There was still a slightly sour sugar stain on her lips. She stretched out her tongue and licked it. She was about to pick up another one and eat it. Suddenly she found that the man was looking at her directly.

    It was late spring and early summer, and the study window was not closed tightly. A light breeze blew from the lotus pond in front of the house, but the house seemed to be on fire. An ambiguous atmosphere crept up the cheeks, following the two gazes that stopped on the cherry lips.Yao Ji instinctively felt that something was wrong. Just as she was about to take a step back, her wrist was grabbed by the man.He gently took her into his arms and sat on the chair.

    The large chicken-wing wooden officer’s hat chair could easily accommodate two people sitting together, but Cao Mo picked her up and put her on his lap.She was born so delicate and delicate, and she was pressed on the man’s thigh so lightly that she couldn’t move. The tip of her nose only smelled a faint bitter breath from him. He’s tongue fell down and licked the sugar-stained dew: “…It’s well done, very sweet.” The girl blushed all of a sudden. Cao Mo stared at her, the desire in his eyes was like an undercurrent, hard to ignore, surging.

    Could it be that this man wants to be in the study room… No, she has almost lost her face. If she continues to act like this, will she still be the mistress of the Cao Mansion?But Cao Mo didn’t care. She was at home, and she was his wife, so why couldn’t she do it?It had been several days since he returned home, and he had promised her not to do that. He had held his sweet-smelling and soft little wife in his arms for the past few nights but could not move. He really couldn’t hold back what he said.

    In fact, Cao Mo didn’t have such thoughts at first, who would have thought that the little thing would behave like that in front of he.As soon as the pink and tender tongue came out, a fire in the man’s heart burned instantly, and there was an immediate reaction in his crotch.

    “You provoked this in the first place, but you can’t blame me.”

    His big tongue slid away from her lips, and then stayed on the corner of the girl’s lips, licking. The low voice and the hot breath came together. He quickly grabbed the girl’s small mouth and kissed her deeply. One hand pressed her little head to prevent her from twisting. The other hand had slid to her chest, opened her clothes, and reached into her skirt.

    Yao Ji was so angry. What do you mean by “you provoked it first”? It’s obvious that this beast is in heat anytime and anywhere, and it’s her fault!She stretched out her hand to beat Cao Mo, but the man’s chest was like an iron wall: “Let go, uh… uh, you…” The girl struggled intermittently, and finally managed to escape from his licking and sucking, “You said you wouldn’t do that!”

    Cao Mo raised his eyebrows, reached out to her chest, grabbed her swollen breasts and kneaded them twice: “I was just talking drunkenly, it doesn’t count.”

    “…you!”

    “Besides,” he picked up the girl slightly, so that her legs were forced apart and could only be wrapped around his waist. The hard thing in the crotch pressed against her. The man deliberately bumped forward, making her feel that the meat stick was ready to go. “My husband is already hard here. As a wife, if you don’t help my husband relieve his desire, what are you going to do?”

    “Open your legs obediently so that my husband can fuck your little cunt. If you don’t obey…” He said, his pursed thin lips revealed an ambiguous and sultry smile, “I’ll give you five hundred sticks to see if you still obey.”

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