MTL - She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband-Chapter 7

Mo Qiqi was smiling, immersed in sweet dreams. The scene of brother Xi's revisit yesterday was relived in a dream, and every detail is fully revealed.

As if feeling hot with shame, Mo Qiqi unconsciously pushed the quilt away with a pair of slender arms, and put one hand on the edge of the bed. He turned over to reveal his thin shoulders, with a pitiful appearance.

Yesterday afternoon, her brother suddenly asked her to go out to make tea, and closed the door with two big men, Gu Ningxi, muttering something.

After a while, when she entered the house, her brother said that Mr. Gu would be their righteous brother in the future, and they called each other "Brother Gu's brother" and "Brother Mo's family".

Hearing this, Mo Qiqi first thought of the neighbor's dirty talk, what love brother and sister, his eyes fixed on Gu Ningxi and he froze.

After being away for many days, Gu Ningxi seemed to have lost weight a little, her face turned paler, and she looked particularly distressing.

Mo Qiqi inquired, but Gu Ningxi avoided the important and said that she had other important matters. The brothers and sisters of the Mo family wished a happy new year, so they bid farewell.

Gu Ningxi walked forward, and Mo Qiqi turned into her boudoir like the wind, took out the scarf that had been carefully sewn for him and had been too late to give it away, and said to her brother, "I'll give it to Brother Xi", and quickly chased after her go out.

It is a rare experience for two people to walk side by side. Mo Qiqi wished that the time would be longer, longer.

She couldn't find anything to say, and said in a coquettish tone while suppressing her blushing and beating heartbeat, since they have become brothers and sisters, Mr. Gu should change his words and call himself "Seventh Sister" as if he called him "Brother Xi".

Mo Qiqi dreamed here, her shoulders were exposed to the wind, and the hairs on her forearms stood erect under the thin pajamas.

She was woken up by the morning chill, shivered, opened her eyes hesitantly, and rubbed her face with sore fingers.

Although the sky was bright, she listened attentively to her brother's place and there was no movement, maybe he was still resting, after all he coughed and vomited in the middle of the night.

That being the case, Mo Qiqi got up lazily, and simply sat up against the corner of the bed, hugged the quilt and dragged it to her chin, arched her thin knees under the quilt, and bent towards her flat chest and abdomen.

She rested her elbows on her hands, her face was just buried in her palms, revealing a few slender fingers and long withered yellow hair hanging over her shoulders.

The whole person huddled together, Mo Qiqi felt a lot warmer, and he was able to hide the shame of dreaming about brother Xi.

Although she couldn't remember the specific content of the dream she just came back to sleep, but it didn't prevent her from recalling the time when she sent brother Xi to the alley yesterday when she was alone for the first time.

When they went out together yesterday, Gu Ningxi took the neatly folded new scarf from her hand, and thanked her politely as they walked.

His eyes wandered, he quietly increased his steps, and pulled the distance between the two of them without showing any traces. He looked extremely shy, even more shy than a girl's family, and he really didn't look like someone who had been married for several years.

Mo Qiqi felt that this was brother Xi's respect for him, and secretly sweetened it.

He also said softly that it would be too abrupt to call Seventh Sister, it would be better to call her "Qiniang".

Mo Qiqi responded loudly to the "Qiniang", and then rolled his eyes, and quickly pulled out the scarf that brother Xi put in his sleeve pocket with his hands and feet, and wrapped the scarf that was warmed by the man's forearm around him. On the neck, he said in his mouth: "I'll help Brother Xi wrap it up to see if it fits."

Gu Ningxi froze in place as if she had been immobilized, and let Mo Qiqi do what she wanted.

"Bend over anyway, for such a tall man, he's already on tiptoes." Mo Qiqi tied Gu Ningxi's skirt around her left and right twice, twisted the ends, then took two steps back and clapped her hands, appreciating , coquettishly.

Gu Ningxi was silent for a long time before she stretched out her hand to caress the cotton scarf, sighed and said in a low voice, "No one has ever touched me without telling her name first." This is what I heard.

Gu Ningxi started another topic, seemingly casually asking: "Qiniang, what kind of gift do you girls like to receive in the new year?"

Mo Qiqi jumped up, hopped a few steps and stopped in front of Gu Ningxi, pointed her index fingers at each other and said, "As long as you have the heart, you can like anything. Cakes, fabrics, jewelry, anything is fine, Brother Xi."

Gu Ningxi pulled her lips and smiled, but didn't answer, but it seemed that she remembered it in her heart.

**

Hearing Mo Qi's familiar coughing sound, Mo Qiqi's thoughts went back to the side room in the small courtyard of Mo's house in front of him. Today is the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, and brother Xi might be preparing a New Year's gift for himself.

Brother Xi didn't say when he would come next time, so Mo Qiqi moved his hands to cover his heart gently, feeling the clear beating under his palms, and looked forward to the New Year's Day even more.

There are still eight days until the new year, and the most important thing now is to take care of my brother. Mo Qiqi got up swiftly, made breakfast, made medicine for his brother, was extremely busy.

At the same time, she thought over and over in her heart that she had already formed a foster relative, so she went to Gu's mansion to give a hand-made rice cake as a gift, just to see if Brother Xi and his lady, who I heard was not considered outstanding, also Is it reasonable?

**

Gu Sicheng's Mansion in the capital is also called Xin Gu's Mansion by relatives who come and go frequently.

The old house left by Gu Xiang was lived by Mrs. Gu and the third bedroom, and everyone called it Old Gu's Mansion.

Gu Ningxi's father bought a new house early when his mother made things difficult for his wife, and later left Gu Ningxi and Tao Xinhe in charge, so everyone called it New Gu's House to show the difference.

As for Gu Runing's father's branch, that is, Gu Ningxi's second uncle, no one became an official. It seemed to be forgotten by everyone, and was rarely mentioned by old officials. That is to say, the family will be referred to as the second room.

On the twenty-second day of the twelfth lunar month, Tao Xinhe woke up just after dawn, when Mo Qiqi went back to sleep and fell asleep.

She felt that there were still tears on her face, and glanced at Gu Ningxi, who was sleeping on the outside, and sneered in her heart. She had looked at this person's sleeping face before, and she was fascinated by his appearance at that time?

Oh, by the way, at that time, I didn't know that he was cheating outside, and came back full of lies. After what she saw with her own eyes yesterday, Tao Xinhe felt embarrassed for herself when she took a second look at her husband at this time, her infatuation was like a joke.

Tao Xinhe rolled over from the end of the bed and stepped on the ground, without disturbing Gu Ningxi, pulled her hair and put on a cloak, walked to the door and knocked twice, and the voice of the maid Liu Guang sounded outside: "Ma'am, are you up yet?"

She walked out of the room sideways and closed the door, feeling chilled by the blowing cold air, she couldn't help pinching the tie of the cloak tightly, completely refreshed.

Facing Liu Guang's perplexed eyes, Tao Xinhe simply said: "Wait for me to go to the guest room to freshen up."

Probably because Liu Guang said something to Qingfang when he went to fetch hot water, Tao Xinhe, who was quietly watching the charcoal fire gradually burning in the guest room, suddenly waited for two maids to come.

With more manpower, it is more efficient to serve the master.

Seeing that it was time to change clothes, Tao Xinhe ordered them unexpectedly: "Tomorrow will be Xiaonian, it should be auspicious, and bring me the water red suit."

Although when the master was in the mansion, the wife would always only wear **** yellow, but other clothes were also available.

Surprised at the bottom of his heart, Liu Guang didn't show it on the surface, so he voluntarily resigned and went to the East Wing to get his wife's new clothes.

Tao Xinhe and Qingfang were the only masters and servants left in the guest room, looking at the shadows in each other's eyes, knowing that they hadn't slept well, and the tacit understanding for many years made them laugh silently together.

Tao Xinhe looked serious first, took Qingfang's hand and said: "I messed around last night, and it's my fault that caused you to be wronged." As the master, she almost said sorry.

Qingfang shook her head, sighed and responded: "The maidservant has been with the girl yesterday, knowing that you are aggrieved. At any rate, the master is not mistaken, and I can see that the maidservant is not you. Did you two talk later? Who is that Qiniang?" Where did it come from?"

As a servant, Qingfang dared to pry into her master's privacy. She deliberately called her old name "girl" instead of "madame" to show that she didn't care about being used as a gunman last night.

From the age of fifteen to Tao Xinhe, ten-year-old Qingfang came to serve her. They have been with her all the way to this day, watching her go from Miss Tao to Mrs. Gu Ershao.

Eight years of friendship is far better than master and servant, almost sisters, and Tao Xinhe will only confide in some private things to Qingfang.

His eyes were foggy, Tao Xinhe forced a wry smile, and said dejectedly: "I didn't ask, he didn't say. The cunning man who knows the book, said that he didn't know which one was in the alley, and we were tired in the cold wind After waiting for a long time, he said that he guaranteed that Gu Ningxi and Mo Qiqi had never been alone. Tell me, which sentence should I believe?"

With a sigh of relief, Tao Xinhe conjectured in his mind: "Last night, you also noticed the rouge on his face and the smell of alcohol on his body. According to my opinion, Gu Ningxi has changed his mind. Maybe it's not just Qiniang, Ba Niang, Jiu The mother is already there. Who knows how many golden houses he built outside and how many Jiaojiao he hid."

Qingfang heard that the master's voice was wrong, she was a little anxious, knelt down on the ground, hugged Tao Xinhe's calf, and begged: "Miss, don't suffer yourself. This slave feels that my uncle is not such a person, you should ask again to find out the situation." Yu, how are you?"

Since she was a young girl, Tao Xinhe has been the director of the family. Tao Xinhe has dealt with all kinds of scheming servants and merchants. She once saw her husband and son-in-law for her second sister as an unmarried body, but she was criticized by the world but still presided over the whole process. Married by the scenery, she has long developed a strong and decisive temperament.

This is also what the mediocre people call the eldest daughter of a bereaved mother who cannot be married, and who dislikes Yan Wan who is not submissive enough. The only marriage proposal Tao Xinhe received was from Gu Ningxi. Her parents and younger brothers disliked Gu Ningxi's reputation of being innocent, arrogant and aloof, and they were quite picky.

When Gu Ningxi proposed marriage, she praised Guo Yi before seeing her. Tao Xinhe thought that she had met a confidant, so she nodded and promised to marry her. After marrying, she would live with her husband wholeheartedly.

Three years passed quickly, and Tao Xinhe felt that the relationship between husband and wife was getting deeper and deeper, just like her husband had promised, and there would be no third person involved.

Who would have thought that since October, Gu Ningxi has experienced various anomalies, and Tao Xinhe guessed that he was out of his mind and violated the promise of "no third party".

After a night of deliberation, she had already convicted Gu Ningxi in her heart, and now it was the time of deep love and hatred, so naturally she would not listen to Qingfang's advice.

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, Qingfang had no other choice, she stood up with Tao Xinhe's support, and started another topic in an embarrassing way: "Your dress last night, the servant has already sent it to Huan's laundry room, and it will be hung up the next day at the latest. to your room."

"I said I will reward you, so why hang it up?"

"Slaves don't dare to wear them. When my uncle found out that he was calling the wrong name last night, he seemed to want to swallow the slaves alive. It's quite scary."

Tao Xinhe didn't answer, but she thought to herself, this man is not worthy of being stuck in the same clothes and hairstyle for him.

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