This man was so lukewarm to his concubine. Yao Ji didn't know whether he was doing a show to please him or that he was like that.
Thinking about it now, in the news that Mrs. He found, it seemed that she had never mentioned which concubine Cao Mo loved.
Except for Aunt Yun, the rest of his concubines were given by others. He did not seem to be a prostitute, nor did he hear any anecdotes about any beauty being taken into consideration at home.
Compared to Yingying in the inner house, he seemed to be all focused outside, not only his concubine, but also his daughter didn't care much about it.
Yao Ji thought she was too preconceived at the beginning. What kind of person Cao Mo was shouldn’t believe the rumors, or even judged based on her first impression, but she needed to feel it herself.
She has married him, and it seems unlikely that it is possible to divorce him.
Even if it doesn't seem to hurt him to release some kindness to him just by making his life less difficult.
On this day, she made some fine points under the kitchen, including vine cakes, golden silk pickled plums, and osmanthus candy steamed chestnut rice cakes. Yao Ji couldn't eat so much, so she put the snacks in a box filled with lacquer, and taught the little maid to carry them to the study room for Cao Mo to taste.
Cao's mansion is quite large, and even the study room can be divided into internal and external.
Cao Mori often handled affairs in the study room of the outer courtyard. There were only ancient calligraphy and painting books in the inner study room. Yao Ji pushed the door open and saw that there was no one inside.
There were several books and letters on the table of the book with a wooden carved chicken wings, rolled up grass-patterned branches. She put the food box on the table and saw several heads showing the unfolded letters. It was written about Brother Shou, and the letter was like a meeting.
She thought that Cao Mo didn't originally call this name, but a single name, Shou, and later he changed his name to take the word "Mo".
This matter has also become another topic of conversation for those who are good at making fun of Cao Mo, saying that he is a little rich, and in order not to teach himself that he is a villager, even his name is changed.
At that time, she had no connection with Cao Mo, and after hearing this, she just laughed it off.
Now I think about it, a man from a poor family who made a fortune in a place like Drink Gang, and even Xue Banshan praised him for his good writing.
This is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight. If you don’t have a good foundation since childhood, you will be able to study hard and practice hard after you become an adult, at most you can only let a scholar like Xue Banshan say that it is okay. You should know that the scholar-in-law, who is so arrogant, will never give Sn in law a little face for his daughter’s sake.
Just as he was thinking about it, Cao Mo came in.
Yao Ji's gaze naturally slid off the letter paper, and took out the small porcelain plate with blue and white lotus branches from the food box: Just made in the kitchen, use a little bit.She showed good deeds like this. The man narrowed his eyes slightly. When he looked closer, he found that he was all sweet snacks that he didn't like, but he still picked up a piece of vine cake and put it in his mouth: It tasted good..
Yao Jiyuan was afraid that he would not like it, so she curled the corner of her lips when she saw this: Since that's the case, you should eat more.
The man's hand stopped in the air, and when he heard that he could not let go, he had to pick up another pickled plum: Cough, why don't you eat it?
I don't like to eat these.The girl said frankly.
Cao Mo:...
Perhaps because his expression was a bit strange, Yao Ji also picked up a plum: What's wrong?Not well prepared pickled plums?The fruits in the mouth are sweet and sour, and the meat is soft and elastic, so they are not dry and astringent when chewed.
Yao Ji swallowed the flesh in her mouth and felt it tasted good. There were still slightly sour candy stains on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked it, wanting to pick up another one to eat, but suddenly she found that the man looked at her straight.
It was late spring and early summer, and the windows of the study were not closed tightly. A light wind blew from a lotus pond in front of the house, but there was a fire in the room. The ambiguous atmosphere climbed up along the cheeks, wandering with the two gazes that were parked on the cherry lips.
Yao Ji instinctively felt something was wrong. She was about to take a step back, and her wrist was grabbed by the man.
He gently took her into his arms and sat on the chair.
The wide wenge wooden official hat chair could easily accommodate the two of them sitting together, but Cao Mo picked her up and put her on his lap.
She was so delicate that she was gently pressed on the man's thigh and couldn't move. She could only smell a faint bitter breath on his body at the end of her nose. His tongue fell down and licked on the remaining candy stains: ...It was done well, very sweet.The girl blushed suddenly, and Cao Mo stared at her, the desire in her eyes seemed like a dark tide, which was hard to ignore, and came in turmoil.
Could this man be trying to be in the study... No, her face is almost lost. If she lets him continue to do this, would she still want to be the mistress of Cao's mansion?
Cao Mo didn't care. He was at home and she was his wife. Why couldn't he do it?
Several days have passed since he returned to the door. He promised her not to do that. These nights, he hugged his soft little wife but couldn't move. He really made him feel suffocated.
In fact, Cao Mo didn't have this intention, but he didn't expect that the little thing would act like that in front of him.
As soon as the pink and tender tongue was poked out, the man's heart was burning in an instant, and there was a reaction between his legs.
This is what you provoked first, but I'm not bad.
The big tongue slid from the cherry lips, and then stopped at the corner of the girl's lips to lick it. The low and dumb voice came and he quickly grabbed the girl's little mouth and kissed her deeply. One hand pressed her little head to prevent her from twisting, and the other had slid to her chest, lifted her clothes and penetrated into her skirt.
Yao Ji was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was in heat anytime and anywhere, and she was going to blame her!
She reached out and beat Cao Mo, but the man's chest seemed like an iron wall: Let go, um... um, you... The girl struggled intermittently, and finally grabbed a little bit of space from his licking and sucking and escaped. You said you wouldn't do that!
Cao Mo raised his eyebrows, reached his hand to her chest and grabbed the swollen breasts and rubbed them twice: I was talking drunk, I didn't count.
……you!
Besides, he picked up the girl slightly, forcing her two jade legs to be separated and could only wrap around her waist. The hard thing between her crotch pressed forward. The man deliberately bumped forward, making her feel that the meat stick was ready to go. It's hard for her husband to be here. As a wife, what can you wait for if you don't help your husband relieve your desires?
Open your legs obediently and let your husband fuck your little slut. If you don't follow... As he said that, his thin lips pursed showed an ambiguous and seductive smile. I'll hit you five hundred sticks, and see if you still listen.
Thinking about it now, in the news that Mrs. He found, it seemed that she had never mentioned which concubine Cao Mo loved.
Except for Aunt Yun, the rest of his concubines were given by others. He did not seem to be a prostitute, nor did he hear any anecdotes about any beauty being taken into consideration at home.
Compared to Yingying in the inner house, he seemed to be all focused outside, not only his concubine, but also his daughter didn't care much about it.
Yao Ji thought she was too preconceived at the beginning. What kind of person Cao Mo was shouldn’t believe the rumors, or even judged based on her first impression, but she needed to feel it herself.
She has married him, and it seems unlikely that it is possible to divorce him.
Even if it doesn't seem to hurt him to release some kindness to him just by making his life less difficult.
On this day, she made some fine points under the kitchen, including vine cakes, golden silk pickled plums, and osmanthus candy steamed chestnut rice cakes. Yao Ji couldn't eat so much, so she put the snacks in a box filled with lacquer, and taught the little maid to carry them to the study room for Cao Mo to taste.
Cao's mansion is quite large, and even the study room can be divided into internal and external.
Cao Mori often handled affairs in the study room of the outer courtyard. There were only ancient calligraphy and painting books in the inner study room. Yao Ji pushed the door open and saw that there was no one inside.
There were several books and letters on the table of the book with a wooden carved chicken wings, rolled up grass-patterned branches. She put the food box on the table and saw several heads showing the unfolded letters. It was written about Brother Shou, and the letter was like a meeting.
She thought that Cao Mo didn't originally call this name, but a single name, Shou, and later he changed his name to take the word "Mo".
This matter has also become another topic of conversation for those who are good at making fun of Cao Mo, saying that he is a little rich, and in order not to teach himself that he is a villager, even his name is changed.
At that time, she had no connection with Cao Mo, and after hearing this, she just laughed it off.
Now I think about it, a man from a poor family who made a fortune in a place like Drink Gang, and even Xue Banshan praised him for his good writing.
This is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight. If you don’t have a good foundation since childhood, you will be able to study hard and practice hard after you become an adult, at most you can only let a scholar like Xue Banshan say that it is okay. You should know that the scholar-in-law, who is so arrogant, will never give Sn in law a little face for his daughter’s sake.
Just as he was thinking about it, Cao Mo came in.
Yao Ji's gaze naturally slid off the letter paper, and took out the small porcelain plate with blue and white lotus branches from the food box: Just made in the kitchen, use a little bit.She showed good deeds like this. The man narrowed his eyes slightly. When he looked closer, he found that he was all sweet snacks that he didn't like, but he still picked up a piece of vine cake and put it in his mouth: It tasted good..
Yao Jiyuan was afraid that he would not like it, so she curled the corner of her lips when she saw this: Since that's the case, you should eat more.
The man's hand stopped in the air, and when he heard that he could not let go, he had to pick up another pickled plum: Cough, why don't you eat it?
I don't like to eat these.The girl said frankly.
Cao Mo:...
Perhaps because his expression was a bit strange, Yao Ji also picked up a plum: What's wrong?Not well prepared pickled plums?The fruits in the mouth are sweet and sour, and the meat is soft and elastic, so they are not dry and astringent when chewed.
Yao Ji swallowed the flesh in her mouth and felt it tasted good. There were still slightly sour candy stains on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked it, wanting to pick up another one to eat, but suddenly she found that the man looked at her straight.
It was late spring and early summer, and the windows of the study were not closed tightly. A light wind blew from a lotus pond in front of the house, but there was a fire in the room. The ambiguous atmosphere climbed up along the cheeks, wandering with the two gazes that were parked on the cherry lips.
Yao Ji instinctively felt something was wrong. She was about to take a step back, and her wrist was grabbed by the man.
He gently took her into his arms and sat on the chair.
The wide wenge wooden official hat chair could easily accommodate the two of them sitting together, but Cao Mo picked her up and put her on his lap.
She was so delicate that she was gently pressed on the man's thigh and couldn't move. She could only smell a faint bitter breath on his body at the end of her nose. His tongue fell down and licked on the remaining candy stains: ...It was done well, very sweet.The girl blushed suddenly, and Cao Mo stared at her, the desire in her eyes seemed like a dark tide, which was hard to ignore, and came in turmoil.
Could this man be trying to be in the study... No, her face is almost lost. If she lets him continue to do this, would she still want to be the mistress of Cao's mansion?
Cao Mo didn't care. He was at home and she was his wife. Why couldn't he do it?
Several days have passed since he returned to the door. He promised her not to do that. These nights, he hugged his soft little wife but couldn't move. He really made him feel suffocated.
In fact, Cao Mo didn't have this intention, but he didn't expect that the little thing would act like that in front of him.
As soon as the pink and tender tongue was poked out, the man's heart was burning in an instant, and there was a reaction between his legs.
This is what you provoked first, but I'm not bad.
The big tongue slid from the cherry lips, and then stopped at the corner of the girl's lips to lick it. The low and dumb voice came and he quickly grabbed the girl's little mouth and kissed her deeply. One hand pressed her little head to prevent her from twisting, and the other had slid to her chest, lifted her clothes and penetrated into her skirt.
Yao Ji was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was in heat anytime and anywhere, and she was going to blame her!
She reached out and beat Cao Mo, but the man's chest seemed like an iron wall: Let go, um... um, you... The girl struggled intermittently, and finally grabbed a little bit of space from his licking and sucking and escaped. You said you wouldn't do that!
Cao Mo raised his eyebrows, reached his hand to her chest and grabbed the swollen breasts and rubbed them twice: I was talking drunk, I didn't count.
……you!
Besides, he picked up the girl slightly, forcing her two jade legs to be separated and could only wrap around her waist. The hard thing between her crotch pressed forward. The man deliberately bumped forward, making her feel that the meat stick was ready to go. It's hard for her husband to be here. As a wife, what can you wait for if you don't help your husband relieve your desires?
Open your legs obediently and let your husband fuck your little slut. If you don't follow... As he said that, his thin lips pursed showed an ambiguous and seductive smile. I'll hit you five hundred sticks, and see if you still listen.