Jiang Hu's servant helped Jiang Hu undress. He hesitated, "Master, don't you wait for the major general to come over?"

Jiang Hu looked cold and cold, his expression as usual, "No, she won't come over."

Everyone knows that Mo Niannian hates him so much that even looking at him makes him feel sick.

This is not Jiang Hu's illusion, this is what Mo Niannian said himself.

She once stamped his face on the ground in front of everyone.

She made such wild claims that she would never marry him even if she died.

Now that they are forced to be tied together, Mo Niannian may hate him to death.

Jiang Hu's eyes deepened.

Mo Niannian is indeed a good person, but it caused him such embarrassment on his wedding day.

Tomorrow, the laughingstock of him will surely spread throughout the entire capital.

Where is my father...

Jiang Hu closed his eyes slightly, all he could see was his father asking him to respect his wife, make Mo Nian Nian happy, and have a place in the general's mansion.

My father should be disappointed when he hears the news.

My father is not in good health, so he still wants to worry about me.

When he thought of this, Jiang Hu's hatred for Mo Niannian deepened.

She should never have done something like this on her wedding day.

He accepted the fact that the true gentleman married the concubine together, and he admitted it when he entered the house through the side door. However, the concubine entered the house before him. This was a naked humiliation.

Jiang Hu's chest rose and fell slightly, then he quickly pressed it down, and his eyelids became deep and heavy.

The boy muttered a few words, "General, it's really too much. How can you treat the lord like this? I don't know what he will be wearing tomorrow."

Jiang Hu said coldly, "This is not the Prime Minister's Mansion. If something happens, no one will take responsibility for you."

Even if it were the Prime Minister's office, he, this unpleasant young master, would not be able to speak to the Prime Minister.

"I know." The boy was frightened and said quickly.

"You go down." Jiang Hu raised his hand.

"Yes." The boy knew that Jiang Hu didn't want anyone to wait on him while he slept. He was about to leave when footsteps came from the door.

Someone saluted and called Major General.

Jiang Hu raised his eyebrows slightly, he was really surprised to see him here at Mo Nian's annual meeting.

Mo Niannian strode in, and when he caught his eye, he saw Jiang Hu in a bright red robe.

His long hair was spread behind him, and his red clothes were scattered on the wedding bed.

There is a flower stamen painted between the eyebrows, and there is a hint of beauty in the handsome look.

Thousands of colors are no match for a little cinnabar between his brows.

Really stunning beauty in the world.

Mo Niannian had just heard from countless people that although Jiang Hu was ugly, he had a pretty good status.

She really wanted to remove their heads and let them see, is this ugly?

Do those people have problems with their eyes?

[The aesthetics of Nv Zunguo is different from ours. Men here regard softness as beauty. The more petite and cute they are, the more popular they are. 】

The system silently complained, [Jiang Hu is too tall, he looks like a 1.8 meter King Kong Barbie to us.]

Mo Niannian clicked his tongue twice.

Jiang Hu quickly calmed down his surprise and bowed slightly, "My wife."

Mo Niannian strode in, "There's no need to be so polite between us."

Jiang Hu lowered his eyes, surprised by Mo Niannian's kind words. The corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc, waiting for Mo Niannian's next words.

Mo Niannian sat down next to Jiang Hu. She was a little embarrassed, "Well, it was an accident just now. I thought it was you in the sedan."

Jiang Hu lowered his head, "I understand."

He and Yang Yue were completely different in height and body shape, and his height was incompatible with the man next to him.

Such an excuse cannot even be called perfunctory.

Mo Niannian also knew that this explanation was terrible, but she really recognized the wrong person.

Mo Niannian wanted to go back again and kill himself more than an hour ago.

Jiang Hu obviously didn't want to pay attention to her or talk to her.

Mo Niannian could only say dryly, "I was the one who made mistakes in the past and got my head wet. Don't worry! I will treat you well from now on."

Jiang Hu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the sparkle between his eyebrows became more and more charming. Even if Mo Niannian had been with Jiang Hu for who knows how many years, he would still be amazed by Jiang Hu.

It's a pity that this person doesn't rely on his face to make a living.

Jiang Hu's eyes turned cold. He hated others staring at his face.

Men regard softness as their beauty, but he has sharp edges and corners. Even if he is dotted with diamonds, he does not look like other men.

For this reason, he didn't know how many looks he received.

My father would often hold him and cry, complaining about the injustice of God and himself, why Jiang Hu was born like this.

Jiang Hu tilted his head slightly, avoiding Mo Niannian's gaze, "The servant knows that the wife doesn't like the servant, the servant understands the wife, and the wife can give the servant the position of a true king, the servant is already very happy

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He raised his eyes and said, "My wife, if you want to go to Junjun's place, you can go. I have no objection to you."

Jiang Hu's mouth was full of twists and turns, and Mo Niannian almost fainted from his words.

The translation of Jiang Hu's words is: Go wherever you feel cool.

But Mo Niannian is sure that if she really leaves tonight, regardless of whether she goes to Yang Nasha's place or not, Jiang Hu will definitely settle old scores in the future.

She smiled dryly, "If you don't go, I'll stay with you tonight."

Something flashed across Jiang Hu's eyes very quickly, and he suppressed it again. He stood up slightly and said, "Please help the wife undress."

Mo Niannian didn't dare to bother this great god, so she quickly took two steps back and said, "I'll do it myself."

While talking, Mo Niannian took off his coat, and Jiang Hu kept his head lowered, not even looking at her.

To be honest, this is the first time Jiang Hu has been so honest.

Mo Niannian lay on the bed, leaving half of the space for Jiang Hu. She turned to look at Jiang Hu, "You can come up too."

A hint of disgust flashed across Jiang Hu's face, and his fingertips curled up slightly.

He followed and lay down, "Yes."

"My wife...do you need me to serve you?" Jiang Hu said in a low voice.

Obviously, his service is not just a simple service.

Tonight is their wedding night.

But is this progressing so quickly?

Jiang Hu was reluctant at first sight.

Mo Niannian said, "Forget it, let's rest."

Jiang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, my wife."

Jiang Hu was tense, he couldn't sleep with anyone around him, and since he was married to this woman, he would belong to this woman whether he lived or died.

No matter what this woman does to him, he can only endure it. Even if she wants his life, he can only say thank you to his wife for her gift.

Last night, his father held him in his arms and talked a lot, telling him to restrain his temper and to please Mo Niannian.

If you can please her, that would be the best.

How could it be that easy? Mo Niannian hated him from the beginning, hated him very much.

Now I just use him as a toy for fun.

The status of men is as low as dust, and it has been so since ancient times.

How unfair, there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Hu bit his back teeth and opened his eyes until dawn.

Mo Niannian actually had a good night's sleep, and he slept soundly and carelessly.

Early in the morning, while Mo Niannian was still asleep, Jiang Hu got up lightly and dressed himself up.

He doesn't like complicated jewelry. No matter how he dresses, he looks nondescript.

So he usually just ties his hair behind his back with a hairpin.
To be continued...