After being married by the emperor

Mu Qingcheng, who was not deeply involved in the world, was completely blank in terms of emotions, and had absolutely no power to resist He Nanchao's sweet talk.

Although He Nanchao's love history is also very clean, but he couldn't bear General He's advantage in age. He lived for 28 years, and he is a famous general. There must be many admirers.

In the beginning, He Nanchao was an innocent young man who only knew how to fight, but there were too many admirers, including men, who were not as reserved as women.

He launched all kinds of shameless offensives against He Nanchao. Over time, He Nanchao also developed a thick skin comparable to the thickness of a city wall, and learned all kinds of sweet words.

Of course, so far, He Nanchao has only said sincere love words to Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng listened to the gentle sweet words in her ears that were sweeter than sugar cakes and desserts, the blush on her cheeks was as gorgeous and beautiful as the sunset.

Mu Qingcheng bit her lower lip lightly twice, raised her eyes that were as clear as water, and said, "You, you always speak so nicely, I don't know how many people you've spoken to like this, otherwise how could you Will be so proficient, hum, it's all rhetoric!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I only said such words to you, madam. If I let this go before, I would only find such words disgusting." He Nanchao still held Mu Qingcheng's small face and did not let go, his deep eyes were affectionate Staring at him, "but now, I can't wait to tell the baby all the love words in my heart, so that my wife can know how much I care about you."

Mu Qingcheng felt his heart beating more and more violently, and felt that his face must be blushing. He lowered his eyes in embarrassment, trying to hide the shyness in his heart.

"Madam, your face is so hot and red." He Nanchao said.

Hearing this, Mu Qingcheng subconsciously raised her eyes to look at He Nanchao.

But He Nanchao suddenly stopped talking, and only stared at Mu Qingcheng with those tender eyes.

After a long time, he said: "Ma'am, why are you so beautiful? The more I look at you, the happier I am. I wish I could give you my life."

He Nanchao took Mu Qingcheng's hand and placed it on his heart, "Ma'am, listen, it beats so much, it dances for you."

Mu Qingcheng pulled his hand, but didn't pull it back. He looked at He Nanchao and said, "You're talking as if it wouldn't dance without me."

He Nanchao smiled softly and said: "It used to not stop jumping, but in the future, if Madam leaves my side, it will really stop beating. If there is no Madam, I will really feel ashamed. Only Madam , I can be a living person, I can be a normal person, without my wife, I might not even be able to fight a war."

Hearing He Nanchao's words, Mu Qingcheng pursed his lips and bit his mouth. His mood was so complicated that he didn't know where to look.

Ahhh, it's really... How can He Nanchao be so good at talking!

"Ma'am." He Nanchao said again, holding Mu Qingcheng's hand with one hand, and stroking Mu Qingcheng's cheek with the other hand, "For the rest of my life, let me take care of you? Although the marriage between the two of us It's already a certainty, but I know that you really don't want it in your heart, I don't want to force Madam, but I really want to marry Madam, so I want Madam to give me a chance, give me a chance to love you well."

Mu Qingcheng's pupils widened slightly, "I..."

"Madam won't even give me a chance?" He Nanchao lowered his eyelids, his face was full of grievances, and his tone sounded extremely pitiful.

Mu Qingcheng was soft-hearted, how could she bear such an aggrieved expression, and immediately said: "I didn't say I wouldn't give you a chance, but you, can you stop kissing me casually in the future? You really embarrass me like that. accept."

"Okay, I promise Madam." He Nanchao nodded without any hesitation, "Then if I ask you before kissing, it's not considered a promiscuous kiss, right?"

Mu Qingcheng was taken aback, "Huh? This..."

He Nanchao immediately asked, "Madam, can I kiss you now?"

Mu Qingcheng blinked, frowned and said, "Of course not..."

"Okay, if Ma'am doesn't speak, I will accept it as Ma'am." After He Nanchao finished speaking, he pinched Mu Qingcheng's chin with his hand, and kissed him without any explanation.

Mu Qingcheng: "???"

He said no, why did He Nanchao still kiss him!

Sure enough, I believe that no one can believe He Nanchao's nonsense!

Mu Qingcheng still couldn't push away the domineering He Nanchao, and could only let him dictate, just like this marriage, he couldn't push it away, and he couldn't escape, he could only go head-on, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to face it.

He couldn't predict what the future would be like, and he didn't know whether what He Nanchao said was true or not.

Mu Qingcheng only knew that she... didn't even hate He Nanchao's kisses and touches.

It was supposed to be disgusting, disgusting, but thinking about it carefully, the deep-seated reason for every time he gets too emotional seems to be...shyness?

For more other reasons, Mu Qingcheng didn't have the energy to delve into it, because now he only feels his head is dizzy, and his body feels like he's floating.

He Nanchao looked down at the young master in his arms who was dressed in red like fire, his fair and delicate face had a seductive blush, and his red mouth was slightly opened.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting a shadow on the lower eyelid, and a faint fragrance wafted out from nowhere, lingering in He Nanchao's heart.

He Nanchao unconsciously rolled his throat twice, he hugged Mu Qingcheng horizontally, walked out from behind the screen, came to the bed, and gently laid her down flat.

As soon as Mu Qingcheng's body touched the mattress, she immediately turned over and buried herself face down on the mattress, only two small red ears were exposed.

The corners of He Nanchao's mouth turned up unconsciously, feeling very happy, he stroked Mu Qingcheng's long hair, and said: "Madam looks really good in her wedding dress."

"This is not a wedding dress!" Mu Qingcheng didn't look up, her face was still buried there, so her voice sounded muffled.

He Nanchao laughed softly, he lowered his head and whispered in Mu Qingcheng's ear: "Ma'am, there are three days left, you have to dress up beautifully, and wait until my husband and I will carry a big sedan chair to marry you."

Mu Qingcheng didn't answer He Nanchao, and waited until He Nanchao left the room before he got up from the bed and sat cross-legged.

Hmph, this young master is beautiful even without makeup!

No, he is a man, how can he be described as beautiful?He is obviously handsome!

He Nanchao, who returned to the General's Mansion, had a sweet dream that night.

He dreamed of the festive night in his and Mu Qingcheng's bridal chamber. Mu Qingcheng was wearing a red dress, and his mouth was even redder.

The beautiful little lady was pressed under him, with a shy face and a soft voice, and then he spent a very wonderful night with the little lady.

He Nanchao, who was immersed in a sweet dream, did not notice at all that two lines of bright red nosebleeds slowly flowed out from his nostrils.