After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 164 Deliberately Making Me Uncomfortable

Lan Ying was stunned. She didn't expect him to make such a request suddenly.

However, since his master wanted to see it, he was naturally very happy.

He immediately took out his purse from his sleeve happily and handed it to Yan Mobai with both hands.

Yan Mobai took it and looked at it carefully.

Lan Ying scratched his head as he introduced himself, a look of pride he tried to hide but couldn't.

"They said that this material is mirror brocade, which is very popular this year. Aunt Zhou herself is also very tight on money, but she used such good material to make a purse for my subordinate. I don't know how to thank her."

"They? Which ones?" Yan Mobai looked at both sides of the purse in his hand without raising his eyebrows.

"Those people from the Dali Temple." Lan Ying replied.

Yan Mobai raised his eyes and said in a slightly cold voice, "You only received a purse, but you went out to show off. Do you want to tell others how harshly I treat you? You can't even afford a purse?"

Blue Shadow: “…”

Just as he was about to explain that he didn't mean that, he heard Yan Mobai say, "Besides, how much material can be used for a purse? It's just leftovers."

"Moreover, it's very ordinary, with average workmanship, rough and perfunctory. It's just a piece of leftover material sewn together, without even any embroidery. The stitches are large and sparse, and the drawstrings are replaced by cut strips of cloth."

Yan Mobai shook his head with a look of disgust and threw the purse in his hand back to Lan Ying.

Yes, throw it.

Lan Ying quickly caught it. He was actually not convinced in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute.

Everyone in the Dali Temple said that this purse was good, so why is it worthless when it comes to my master?

Lan Ying silently put the purse back into his sleeve.

As long as he thinks it's good.

Moreover, the thought behind a gift may be great, and Aunt Zhou's kindness is priceless.

He must give something back.

-

The moon is high in the sky, shining brightly. Summer insects are beginning to chirp, making the night seem even lonelier.

The candle in Ning Miao's room was still lit.

She was wearing a white nightgown, with her hair loose and black hair like a waterfall. She sat under the lamp reading a storybook borrowed from another woman.

She stood up when she heard the sound of footsteps at the door.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, she opened it.

Yan Mobai flashed in and she closed the door.

"Waiting for me?" Yan Mobai's black eyes were bright, just like the stars in the night sky outside.

The lights were on and the door was opened in a timely manner.

Ning Miao turned and walked into the house: "I just guessed that you would come, so as not to arouse suspicion by turning off and then lighting the lights, and I was also afraid that knocking on the door would alarm them."

Yan Mobai curled his lips, not caring about her explanation, and followed her into the house, putting the things in his hand on the table.

Several paper bags.

"What is it?" Ning Miao asked.

"Fan Ji's candied fruit. I heard that you had severe morning sickness. It is said that these flavors are often bought by pregnant women. You can try them."

Yan Mobai walked over to the low couch where he had sat last night and saw Ning Miao peeling off the mask on her face. He looked at her, his dark eyes shining brightly in the candlelight.

"Today I am taking the initiative," he said jokingly.

Ning Miao glanced at him and said, "If I don't take the initiative to reveal it, you will definitely reveal it."

Yan Mobai curved his lips.

That's true.

"I'm saving time." Ning Miao put the dough on the table.

"What's the point of saving time?" Yan Mobai looked at her with a smile, interest and ill intention in his eyes.

Ning Miao glared at him.

What are you thinking about?

She poured a glass of water from the kettle, walked over and handed it to him, then sat next to him.

"Yan Mobai, let's make a deal."

Yan Mobai took a sip of tea: "What agreement?"

"You come here every night like this, and then come back so late. You have to get up early the next day for court. You don't have time to rest at all."

"Well, either you come here every three to five days, or you only stay for half an hour every day and have to go back. You choose one." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai: "......"

He turned sideways and placed the cup in his hand on the stool beside him, then reached out and pulled her to sit on his lap.

Ning Miao did not resist and let him go, just looking at him and waiting for his answer.

"Are you worried that I won't get enough rest?" Yan Mobai held her hand in his palm and played with it.

"I'm worried that the three of us won't get enough rest." Ning Miao said truthfully.

She knew this man too well. It was impossible to stop him from coming. Since she couldn't stop him, she didn't try to stop him.

But be sensible.

When Yan Mobai heard the word "three", the corners of his lips curled up, and a tiny light spread in his eyes, like the shimmering surface of a lake under the autumn sun.

"Or the former. We can see him at the Dali Temple in broad daylight anyway." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai shook his head: "No, I choose the latter, but I will change half an hour to one hour."

Ning Miao: "...You are pushing your luck again."

Yan Mobai smiled.

The big hand fell on her waist, and suddenly felt something: "No cloth belt wrapped today?"

As soon as he entered the room, he felt that she had lost a lot of weight, and thought it was because her pajamas were too big.

"Yeah." Ning Miao nodded.

After taking a bath at night, she didn't cling to me.

"Ning Miao, did you do this on purpose?" Yan Mobai's big hands rubbed and kneaded her waist through the thin material of her pajamas.

Ning Miao felt a little itchy and twisted his body: "What are you doing on purpose?"

Sitting on his lap and twisting her body like this, it was an invisible teasing.

Yan Mobai's throat moved: "You are deliberately making me uncomfortable."

Meeting his eyes which had obviously darkened, Ning Miao immediately understood what he meant.

"I didn't, I just wanted you to see me as I really am."

I thought I could wait until he comes and leaves before pestering him again.

Seeing the man's big hand reaching through her collar into her pajamas, she grabbed his wrist and prepared to get up.

But it didn't work out.

Not only did he fail to achieve his wish, his hands also wandered over her smooth skin like a hot iron.

Ning Miao trembled and said anxiously: "Yan Mobai, no, I'm pregnant..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Mobai sealed them with a kiss.

He kissed her lips, and a hoarse voice escaped from their intertwined lips: "I won't touch you, use something else..."

Ning Miao's breathing became unstable due to the kiss: "What...what?"

Yan Mobai grabbed her wrist...

-

The night in early summer is a little chilly, but the temperature in the room is rising and the atmosphere is full of beauty.

I don’t know how long it took before the wind stopped and the clouds cleared.

They both sorted their clothes.

Seeing that Yan Mobai had regained his cool and self-possessed demeanor, Ning Miao glared at him fiercely and shook his sore wrist.

Yan Mobai smiled, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed her hands.

"Your hands are precious. They can both seduce and kill people. They can both lay out plans and close nets. They can both hold a silver needle for killing people and an embroidery needle for embroidery."

Ning Miao: “…”

"Ning Miao." Yan Mobai suddenly called her.

Ning Miao looked at him.

Seeing that the blush on her cheeks had not yet faded, Yan Mobai raised his hand and gently stroked them.

"I like that purse very much, especially the willow branch..."

what?

Ning Miao was surprised: "I clearly embroidered a plum branch, a cold plum. I think the cold plum suits you very well."

Yan Mobai: "......"