My lord, the princess is a man!

After that incident, Lin Hanjiang was very obedient and took it with him every time he went out of the room. Even if it was only a few steps away, he never left his hand, because he really didn't want to lie on the bed for several days anymore.

That kind of feeling makes me dreamy when I think about it now, bah, what do I think, obviously because of this incident, my back hurts, my leg hurts...then it hurts for several days, forget it, what's even worse is why he can do that for several times Once, I was controlled by him and only came once, which is not fair, he is also a young man, okay?

"Why are you so inattentive?" Chu Mo took a brush and tapped on his nose, leaving a big black mole, but the person being painted didn't realize it at all.

"I didn't think about anything." Lin Hanjiang pouted, no one would believe what he said.Seeing Chu Mo's probing eyes, he swallowed and said, "When will you finish dealing with these things? I want to go out and build a snowman."

A lot of snow fell last night, covering the entire capital city under a vast expanse of whiteness. The thick snow was as deep as a finger.

Lin Hanjiang has been clamoring to play with the snow since he got up, but Chu Mo suppressed them all. His hands are not good and he tried to touch the cold snow in vain?Whimsical!

"If I say you can't go, then I won't. You sit there and practice calligraphy, and don't think about these things."

"My handwriting is not so ugly, so it's fine. I've written these years and some bad habits can't be changed now, please." Lin Hanjiang pushed his arm and spat out two tentatively. Word, "Husband."

Chu Mopi stared at him with a smile and said: "Do you think my concentration can be shaken by two words? Even if you roll on the ground now, I won't let you go out to touch the snow."

"Why?" Lin Hanjiang held his chin and stared at him blankly.

"Do you think your hands can still touch these things? Do you feel that the pain is not severe enough, and it is not considered painful if it is not enough to tear the heart."

"No." Lin Hanjiang bowed his head, biting his lips, "Forget it, I'd better stay in the house! If I don't go out, I will suffer."

"Okay! I'll take you to the courtyard for a walk or two after I finish my work. If you can't touch me, you can watch me play!" Chu Mo patted his head and looked at him with a breezy face.

"Can you stop using the word for a walk? It feels like a dog. Besides, I am greedy to watch you play, so don't suffer like this. You old man can play by yourself. I might as well stay indoors to keep warm." Lin Hanjiang returned to his position , Picking up a pen to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke, I don’t know if it’s his illusion, maybe after watching Chu Mo write for a long time, the words I wrote are somewhat similar to his, but they are always less than his strength.

"You can't just practice with these two characters all morning!" Chu Mo took out the dozen of papers in front of him and looked at the two characters carefully.

After a long time, I gave a comment, "The writing is not bad, and it is obvious that it has improved every time. It's just that I didn't expect you to like my name so much."

"Who likes it!" Lin Hanjiang shyly snatched it from his hand, and threw it into a charcoal stove beside him in a ball, burning it to ashes in an instant.

"You are obviously guilty." Chu Mo nodded his black nose with a suppressed smile, "Go out to take a breath?"

"Go!" After finally getting the chance to let the wind go, why let it go!

Chu Mo wrapped the long cloak that had been placed by the stove around him, and covered Mrs. Tang's muff into his hands before letting him go out with confidence.

"This cloak is so warm, don't you want one?"

"No, I've never used this thing when marching outside in colder weather than this." Chu Mo wrapped his neck again to prevent the wind from blowing in.

"When will you tell me about marching and fighting? I'm really curious about what you look like in the barracks."

"I'm in the barracks?" Chu Mo thought for a moment and said, "I saw a weak person like you throwing him out in the barracks, so why stand here and talk to me?"

Lin Hanjiang squinted at him, with a look of disbelief, "I'm so weak, it's not your business to dress like this!"

Lin Hanjiang moved his clasped arms hilariously, so angry that he wanted to fly up.

"Okay! I made a mistake. This word should not be used to describe you. You are different from those rough guys in the military camp. They are not spoiled by me."

"Be passionate." Lin Hanjiang quickly ran two steps forward, trying to stay away from him, but because the ground was slippery, he rushed forward directly. Seeing that he was about to have a close contact with the snow on the ground, Chu Mo grabbed him in time .

"Tell you to run, you will be punished!"

Lin Hanjiang stuck out his tongue, and slowly raised his arms around his neck.

Chu Mo felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? The thing on my nose was drawn by you! I followed you around half of the palace, and everyone saw it. My image! You ruined it." Lin Hanjiang angrily pointed his nose at him He rubbed his face, but he didn't know that the ink on his nose had been rubbed onto his hands when he found it, so there was no extra for him to make trouble.

"If I hadn't subconsciously covered my face and rubbed against it just now, are you going to let me carry this thing all day? You don't think it's embarrassing, I don't!"

"Angry?"

"Ang, let me tell you what happened to Rong Song's expression just now. I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It turns out that this is the reason. You made me ashamed, and I will make you ashamed. I don't care, I must get it back." !"

"Then what do you want to ask for?"

"How do you ask for it?" Lin Hanjiang smiled cheaply, "Lie down tonight, let me..."

Lin Hanjiang didn't go on, but the look in his eyes showed everything, he's broken now, let's start!His mind was in a daze, and he didn't know anything, so he was eaten up and wiped out.

Later, he might get used to it, subconsciously thinking that he was the one being oppressed, but the longer time passed, the more unbalanced he felt in his heart. Why should he be able to do whatever he wants the next day, he will It's not fair to stand up sore for a long time!

So this desire became stronger and stronger as time went by, but he couldn't beat him in terms of strength, so he could only let it germinate silently in his heart.

Lin Hanjiang was still immersed in his wonderful fantasies, when he was slapped awake, he held his aching head and said, "What's wrong? Why do I always get bullied by you every time? Why do I revolt once in a while? !"

"Okay! You come down and we have a fight, whoever wins depends on whoever wins, it's fair!"

"Chu Mo, won't your conscience hurt when you say the word fair? If I fight with you, it's courting death, okay?"

"So you have to listen to me."

"Why!"

"Just because you can't beat me." Seeing that he wanted to say something, Chu Mo added, "Generals speak with their fists."

"I'm not a general!"

"You talk about me again."

Seeing his captivating eyes, Lin Hanjiang quickly lowered his head, and said sullenly: "If you don't say it, don't say it, whoever is afraid of whom."