"A Jing, is it really okay for you, the god of war, to spread the sheets and quilts here?"

Mo Yunjing's lips curved into a doting smile, "No? How about letting someone else do it from now on?"

"Then forget it." She still wanted to be embarrassed.

Mo Yunjing slowly turned around and looked at the woman in front of him with slightly squinted eyes. He put his hand on her waist and his voice became hoarse, "Are you tired?"

"..."

An Xuetang once suspected that he had some abnormal thoughts when he asked this question, but she had no evidence.

However, she quickly cleared her throat and said, "I'm...a little tired."

He was almost non-stop last night, and she didn't dare to say that she wasn't tired now. Ever since he told him that a pregnant woman would be fine after three months...that's all, he had no intention of enduring it.

At this moment, when she met Mo Yunjing's deep eyes, she pushed him hard with her hand on his chest, "Don't look at me like that. Make the bed first."

Mo Yunjing looked at her peach-like eyes and laughed, "What is Tangtang afraid of?"

An Xuetang blushed slightly, her eyes a little evasive, "Who... who is scared?"

After saying that, she used her hands harder to push him away, but who knew that not only could she not push him away, but he even came closer, lowering her head slightly, and spread his warm breath on her cheek, which made her unable to bear it.

I shuddered for a while.

She was afraid that he would do something, so her eyes drifted away and she was about to say something to him when he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "If Tangtang still behaves like this, you may..."

Before he finished speaking, An Xuetang was frightened and said suddenly, "I, I... what can I do? Don't even think about slandering me."

Seeing her like this, Mo Yunjing couldn't help but chuckle, and then without saying a word, he picked her up and placed her carefully on the bed.

After putting her down, his hands went directly to untie An Xuetang's clothes. An Xuetang's face turned red and anxious in fright, and she grabbed his hand suddenly, "You...what do you want to do? I...I'm tired."

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, looked at her with half-smiling eyes, and asked unhurriedly, "What does Tangtang think she wants to do for her husband?"

"I...how do I know?"

"Is it possible that Tangtang wants to sleep in such a heavy coat?"

"!"

An Xuetang's face froze, and he looked down at his clothes...it was a bit thick, but...but who asked him to take off her clothes without saying anything, of course she would misunderstand, okay?

Knowing his intention now, she turned her head away in embarrassment and allowed him to take off her thick coat.

After he finally took off her clothes, she quickly lay down inside, wishing she could fall asleep immediately, it was so embarrassing.

Mo Yunjing knew that she was embarrassed. There was a doting smile on his lips, and he immediately took the quilt on the side and covered her, "Since you are tired, then have a good rest. I will ask someone to prepare some food. If you are hungry,

If you have it, ask someone to send it over."

An Xuetang closed her eyes, "Okay."

…

Compared to the warmth at the Northern Xinjiang Prince's Mansion, Mo Yunren's side seemed too miserable.

As the second prince of the Tianba Kingdom, Mo Yunren has now lost his legs and hands, and has almost no chance of becoming emperor. But he has been planning for so many years, and how could he be willing to give up so easily.

Ever since I learned that Mo Yunjing, a princess from a rural background, had miraculous medical skills, she could reattach Mo Yunchen's arm that had been broken for several months. Moreover, after Mo Yunchen recovered, the hand was no different from that of a normal person.

This news lit up a raging fire in his heart, which was already unwilling. Since An Xuetang is so capable, can she also heal himself?

Because of this thought, he has devoted almost all his energy these days to how to catch An Xuetang back and find a way to make her obedient.
Chapter completed!