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Chapter 115 End of the Fifth Generation

After that quarrel, Li Mu never touched Chen Jiao again, although he would sleep in the backyard at night.

"Jiaojiao, when you are willing to try to believe me, we will be a normal couple."

On a quiet night, before going to bed, Li Mu said in her ear.

Chen Jiao didn't know how to answer. There were so many things happening between her and Li Mu. Li Mu once stood by and watched her being bullied. She also cruelly wanted Li Mu to fail in the rebellion or even be guilty and lost her life.

So she simply kept silent. In front of Hu Ge'er during the day, Li Mu smiled gently. She taught her children gently. She slept with her at night. Li Mu would talk to her about interesting stories in the court, such as whether two ministers had started working in the court again and had exchanged courtesy. She also told Li Mu about Hu Ge'er's interesting stories. For example, the brat actually learned to lie to her mother. She obviously ate pastries but said she didn't eat them, and there were still pastries residues left on her mouth.

In addition to physical closeness, the two are becoming more and more like normal couples.

On the fifteenth day of August, there is a temple fair in Chang'an City.

Li Mu changed into a homely robe and wanted to take Chen Jiao and Hu Ge'er to the temple fair. Hu Ge'er was very excited. Seeing that the father and son were in good spirits, Chen Jiao also changed into a simple shirt and skirt, and the family of three went out together.

In a place with few people, Li Mu asked Brother Hu to walk by himself. When he arrived on the street with shoulder to shoulder, Li Mu picked Brother Hu high despite his son's objection, and naturally held Chen Jiao's hand with his right hand.

Chen Jiao looked up at him, Li Mu was tilting his head and talking to Hu Ge'er, with a handsome face on his face. The two nail marks she left had disappeared.

There were so many people, Chen Jiao took the initiative to lean against him.

There are almost all the temple fairs at all. When Hu Ge'er saw this kind of excitement for the first time, he immediately directed his father to walk to the stall. The family of three struggled to pass through the crowd. Standing in front of the stall, he saw nine rows of prizes on the ground, including candy and wooden combs, and the most expensive one should be a pair of silver bracelets.

Two cents a circle, Li Mu bought ten circles for Brother Hu first.

Brother Hu took a fancy to a fat mud doll, stood behind the rope in a pretty good manner, and threw it in a circle, either throwing it far or it was crooked, anyway, none of them were hit.

The stall owner smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Dad helps me throw it away!" He missed the trap, and Brother Hu wisely asked Dad for help.

Li Mu held his son and asked Chen Jiao with a smile: "Do you try it first?"

The temple fair was lively, and Chen Jiao hadn't relaxed for a long time. Since she was out for fun, Chen Jiao nodded.

Li Mu bought ten more rounds.

Of course, Chen Jiao had to help her son with a trap. The clay doll is relatively cheap and the location is not far away. Chen Jiao threw it a few times and gradually found the feeling. The seventh circle was successfully put on the clay doll.

Brother Hu was about to jump up happily, and he was about to pick up his own clay doll after crossing the rope. The stall owner was afraid that he would break other things, so he rushed to help Brother Hu pick up the clay doll, and then put on a new clay doll. When Chen Jiao saw it, she subconsciously looked at Li Mu, a little worried that Brother Hu would continue to ask her to wear clay doll.

When Li Mu saw her eyes, he saw that his son was indeed a little concerned about the newly put out clay doll, so he said to his son: "That's not as good as Brother Hu."

Brother Hu is only three years old and is very easy to fool. He immediately focused on touching the mud doll in his hand.

Chen Jiao still had three circles in her hand. She had seen the things placed on the ground one by one, and took a look at a rouge box placed in the third row from a distance. The rouge box was lotus-shaped and not as big as the size of the palm of the palm. In terms of its value, she naturally could not compare to Chen Jiao's collection at home. But among these things, Chen Jiao liked the rouge box.

She stood in front of the rope again, and threw the small circle in her hand with a breath of concentration.

I didn't get it, I didn't get it three times.

Some of the people watching were regretful, some laughed, and some stared at Chen Jiao's face. Chen Jiao walked to her son in disappointment. She had just held Tiger Brother'er's fat hand, and suddenly heard Li Mu say to the stall owner: "Buy another circle."

Chen Jiao looked at him unexpectedly.

Li Mu smiled at her. The sun was shining, and he had eyebrows and phoenix eyes, which looked very good when he smiled.

The stall owner felt that the master was too arrogant, and waved the circle in his hand and said enthusiastically: "Rouge boxes are more difficult to pack, so you might as well buy a few more?"

Li Mu only wanted one, and the stall owner wanted to talk nonsense. Gao Lang, who was accompanying him, had already thrown away two cents.

The stall owner had to give Li Mu a circle.

Li Mu was a few steps away from the rope, and it was not opposite to the rouge box, but he just didn't move. He looked at the rouge box and seemed to throw the only circle out as soon as he threw it. The people looked over and saw that the circle fell on the rouge box without even shaking when it landed.

"Dad is so awesome!" Brother Hu was the first to shout out.

Li Mu touched his son's head and looked at Chen Jiao with phoenix eyes.

Chen Jiao felt that he was deliberately showing off his skills and didn't want him to be more proud, so she just stared at the rouge box.

The stall owner took the rouge and handed it to Chen Jiao. He smiled on his face and felt very sad inside, afraid that Chen Jiao would want to take something else.

Chen Jiao was not that greedy, so she put away the rouge box and the family of three continued to visit other stalls.

The temple fair was lively during the day, and there was a lantern festival at night. However, Brother Hu was playing too crazy during the day. Halfway through the lantern festival, the little guy fell asleep on his father's shoulder.

Chen Jiao walked away for a day and was a little tired. Seeing this, she said to Li Mu: "Go back."

Li Mu nodded.

The carriage left the main street and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Chen Jiao sat on the left side of the narrow couch and glanced quietly to the right. She saw Li Mu lowering his head and looking at Brother Hu intently. Brother Hu was sleeping with a little blushing face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had a dream. Li Mu, who was staring at Brother Hu, looked particularly gentle at this time.

"For Brother Hu'er's sake, will you and I start over?"

Chen Jiao turned out the window and said that it was a little cold on the Mid-Autumn Night.

OK?

She didn't know, but the moonlight was beautiful and the lanterns were beautiful, and he was gentle.

After returning home, Li Mu went to take Brother Hu back to his room first, and Chen Jiao went back to the backyard alone. The maids had prepared hot water, and Chen Jiao went to take a shower. When she came out, Li Mu had already returned. The couple looked at each other, and then Chen Jiao went to the inner room and Li Mu went to take a shower.

Chen Jiao sat in front of the dressing table, in the mirror. She was twenty years old, and when she first came, there seemed to be no big change.

Chen Jiao's eyes moved down and saw the rouge box on the table, the one Li Mu was condomizing for her.

Chen Jiao opened the lid and a faint fragrance of osmanthus wafted out, with a elegant fragrance and an intoxicating cherry red color.

In another case, Chen Jiao looked down on such rouge, but tonight, she actually thought this rouge was beautiful.

When Li Mu came back, he saw her sitting in front of the dressing table and her hair was covered with black hair. Her hair was as black as a waterfall. Just a silhouette of her hair combing was heart-warming.

Li Mu walked to the bed without looking sideways and sat down, picked up a book and read it absent-mindedly. Yu Guang saw Chen Jiao put down her comb and walked over. Li Mu kept reading the book and waited for her to lie in before he turned off the lights.

Chen Jiao sat next to him.

Li Mu looked at her embroidered shoes and thought she was going to start taking off her shoes, but she reached out and handed him a box of rouge.

Li Mu raised his head in surprise.

Chen Jiao lowered her eyes and said softly: "I'm tired, sir, please help me with it."

A gentle sentence made Li Mu clench the book in his hand.

He understood what she meant, and applying rouge was not simply applying rouge.

"good."

My heartbeat was accelerating at some point, but Li Mu kept calm and took the Yanzhi with a smile.

Chen Jiao closed her eyes, sat facing him, and raised her face slightly.

Under the light, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and her skin was better than snow.

Li Mu looked at her and looked for a while before opening the rouge box, digging a little rouge with his index finger, and tapping it on her left face. His cheeks were as thin as cream. Li Mu rolled his throat, and his fingertips were smearing rouge in circles on her delicate face. She kept it still, her long eyelashes drooping down, slender and dense.

Li Mu couldn't see Yanzhi anymore. His hands in circles couldn't help but change to holding her face. Then, he lowered his head and took her lips. It seemed as if it was the first time he kissed her. Li Mu kissed her carefully until he was sure that she was really willing and would not hide. Li Mu suddenly pulled the person into his arms and kissed him deeper and deeper.

The moonlight is gentle, and the tenderness he gave her tonight is better than the moonlight.

Chen Jiao fell asleep in Li Mu's "Jiaojiao" and when she woke up and saw the kind-eyed Bodhisattva in front of the bed, Chen Jiao was stunned.

"Jiaojiao, do you believe it or not, I just want to live with you."

Li Mu told her that Chen Jiao didn't believe it, but only when men in every life were devoted to her would she see the Bodhisattva.

So, Li Mu really has her in his heart.

Chen Jiao was stunned.

"Who can be ruthless than plants and trees? The way of being sentient is different." The Bodhisattva said softly, pointing a drop of jade spring water into Chen Jiao's eyebrows.

Chen Jiao saw her and Li Mu's life.

She once said that there would be no second little tiger, but besides Hu Ge'er, she and Li Mu also had two little tigers, one younger brother and one younger sister. The family's life was generally sweet, but Li Mu's official career was ups and downs. At the most difficult time, the family actually returned to Li Mu's hometown to farm for a living. The children were afraid of hardship, and Li Mu smiled and looked confident and gentle in front of the children. Then he really brought their family back to Chang'an and enjoyed honor again.

In his twilight years, Chen Jiao left earlier than Li Mu.

She lay on the bed with white hair, and Li Mu, who was also white hair, sent the children out. Then he lay down, hugged her with one hand, and gently touched her face that was no longer young with the other.

"Jiaojiao, after so long, can you trust me now?"

In the picture, she rolled down two lines of tears.

Li Mu smiled and wiped her away, and slowly leaned over: "I have a lot of plans in my life, but my love is the only one."

At the end of the picture, the man's old and low voice was still in his ears, and the only one who loves him is in his own hands.
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