What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 66 Chapter 65
"Um……"

But he was more excited than her, knowing more and more how to stimulate the source of all joy and trembling in his body.

The voice echoed in the room, but it was impossible to tell who was lost in this joy.

He greedily demanded everything from her, and his already beautiful eyebrows and eyes were as crazy as a demon god, as if he had broken the seal, and also seemed to have gained vitality and strength from her body.

He hadn't been able to get real pleasure before, and he had always been satisfied only from the heart.

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But today is different, today he not only got her completely, but also can feel what is the trance that wishes to never stop.

"How? Do you like it? Like me...?"

He was sinking, and passed on these feelings to Wei Huai'en exactly.

Regardless of whether he is an eunuch or whoever, he is the only one who can give her everything by being by her side.

He lacks nothing and fears nothing.

It's just that Wei Huai'en can't say a complete sentence anymore.

He was too inconsiderate, even rude, leaving without nostalgia, going round and round, as if she had nothing to linger on, and he didn't even want to give her a chance to breathe.

To him, as long as he can maintain his vitality, the little pain this body feels is nothing at all, not to mention that he doesn't feel it is pain, even the rupture of the wound is not considered pain.

Just use his own body.

Oneness of spirit and flesh.

"asshole……"

She clasped his shoulders tightly, trying to stabilize herself from the strong wind and waves.But she saw the new and old wounds on his back that were still oozing blood. It was the imprint of him walking through thorns, mountains of knives, and rain of arrows before finally coming to her.

Just like the goddess in the world was sent back to the clouds, she sprinkled a little nectar to the believers in the ruined walls, so that his battered body was moistened by the rain.

He is like an ordinary man, and she is just a woman whom he loves deeply into his flesh and blood.

How can the deepest, deepest love not be told to each other through desire?
"...I love you, Xiao Qi, I love you very much."

As he slowed down, she kissed the sweaty side of his neck and told him the secret.

It's just that people in love don't have much reason to distinguish what she means.She was talking about her heart, but he only thought she was evaluating his performance.

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In fact, his thighs were a little sore, but he found that shaking the puppet body slowly back and forth was also useful.

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He thought this was the warmest response he could give her, and he felt that there was no more wonderful moment than this moment.

Doesn't she love him, then he will try his best to give her more, because he can also feel her world.

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There seems to be a kind of opinion that whoever gets raped by something becomes a woman, and whoever is inferior.

But he didn't think so. That Mr. Jiao helped him a lot, even without Wei Huai'en, he could still get happiness.But he still wants to ask Wei Huaien for tenderness, indulgence, and love that allows him to settle down.

And desire.

It is not this behavior that determines men and women, it determines the height.It is asking, whoever is asking is a man, and whoever is giving is a woman.

He will always be attached to and admire her, because her presence proves that his existence is not a joke.

Everyone loves her, who can not love her?Could it be that Budu plotted against her in order to gain her pity?Didn't Xiao Qi get close to her just to get her love?
But only he really got her.Not only was it the moment when he snatched her back from Budu's arms, there was not a moment when he didn't feel grateful that he was by her side.

Fortunately, he survived the long night, fortunately, he survived the bone-piercing cold, fortunately, he survived the wind knife, frost sword.

Fortunately, he got her mercy.

So in front of her, he has no self, only years of obsession.Even the pleasure that he can enjoy by himself at this moment, he will dedicate it to her intact.

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The sound in the room continues until sunset, until the night falls.Wei Huai'en had already passed out, but Xiao Qi still kept on standing until he exhausted all his energy, until he couldn't even hold her and stand up.

He knew he had gone too far, but he still didn't want to stop like this.

It's like being rescued by her for the first time, like learning to ride a horse for the first time, like walking in the East Palace with your head held high for the first time, every time you realize that there is another kind of happiness that you have never experienced in this world, He can only fall, lingering and forgetting to return.

In the end, he hugged her from the spring bench and slid down limply to kneel on the ground, gritting his teeth and panting for a long time.

It was only then that the hero was completely invited out of the back garden.

He lay on the ground weakly, letting her lie on top of him while she was asleep.

He laughed.

For no reason, or for too many reasons.

He laughed happily.

Laughed until tears flowed, laughed like weeping, laughed like roaring.

All the white eyes, ridicules, slander, and insults, from today on, can no longer hurt him in the slightest.

For the last time, look back at the past.

For the last time, taste the bitterness.

When she woke up, he still had a lot to say to her.

Tell her that as long as she wants, he is willing to be like this with her every day, happy, okay?
Tell her that from now on, she will never need anyone else, only him.

Tell her that he can only be her only one, and he will not allow anyone to touch her again.

How could he think so well of her.He will be jealous, jealous, and angry.He remembered all her admirers clearly, and even if he was not in Beijing or by her side, he would be careful to make those people feel better.

He is always afraid that she will know that he loves her too much, and that she will feel disgusted and feel that it is too much.But how could his love be hidden? She could see clearly, but she was willing to give him the last bit of tenderness, even though he had no place worthy of her.

Their bodies were full of marks, but for the first time, being clean, he wanted to be lazy for a while, and wanted to keep these proofs for a longer time.

He kissed her sleeping face lightly, and combed her loose long hair with his fingers, as if there was no moment that could make him feel at ease and make him happy than this moment.

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He engraved her and his names side by side with each other in his heart.

That's couples.

"I love you too, my Wynn."

Yes, "mine".

Just using these two words to describe her filled him with joy.

"How long are you going to sleep?"

He sighed, obviously not long after the end, he was already disgusted that the world without her voice was too boring.

Wei Huai'en slept until midnight, and Xiao Qi quietly lay under her, looking at her with piercing eyes when she woke up.

"Wynn, what do you think? I..."

She covered his mouth, not allowing him to say another word.

"Have a good time? Do you remember what I'm going to do tomorrow?"

Xiao Qi blinked, then widened in panic.

Wei Huaien's palms slipped a little wet, and it was he who stuck out the tip of his tongue to please her.

However, Wei Huai'en immediately retracted his hand as if it had been scalded, and his cheeks were flushed, obviously remembering the absurdity at dusk.

"You are going to pay homage to His Royal Highness the late prince tomorrow."

He helped her up, shook off the quilt and wrapped her tightly.

"I know it's still so nonsense."

She glanced at him, but it was not to blame.

"But you like it too, don't you?"

Xiao Qi pressed against her forehead, no longer need to guess her mind, just get close to her according to his own mind.

Her breathing stopped for a beat, and she turned her face away, not wanting to look at his phoenix eyes that could seduce her at any time.

"Shy? Did it hurt?"

His hand pretended to go down again.

"You! Presumptuous!"

She really took it seriously, she was so frightened that she twisted a lot on the bed to avoid his oppression, but this scolding was delicate and weak, a bit softer than the evening wind on a spring night.

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Qi smiled at her like a raccoon slave whose fur had been blown up, and after finishing putting on the robes scattered on the floor, he opened the door triumphantly to call for someone.

Wei Huai'en felt ashamed after huddling under the quilt.

She actually messed around with Xiao Qi in the middle of the night in a place like Haoyue Tower, and Xiao Qi asked for ointment, which was a disgrace.

Shame on Sven!

how so!She didn't know that masculinity can confuse people to this point, she should be thankful that Xiao Qi has absolutely no intention of taking power, otherwise she really couldn't help but equate herself with the four words of lewdness and misconduct.

"Wynn, here comes the water."

Wei Huai'en, who had become dizzy again, was served by Xiao Qi after taking a bath, and then he carefully applied ointment.There was indeed some swelling and pain there, but fortunately, the ointment was cool and refreshing, which made her feel refreshed.

It's just that when it was Xiao Qi's turn to take a bath, he dawdled secretly behind the screen for a while, hesitated again and again, or dug out the remaining ointment, and carefully applied it on himself.

He is also a little sore.

The price tonight was not high, but it did make him sting.

Shui Jing didn't ask any more questions, and took Wei Huai'en into the carriage through the back door, without lighting the lamp, and quietly returned to the Princess Mansion.

Wei Huai'en raised the curtain of the car with a feeling and glanced back. Sure enough, he saw a snow-colored monk's robe standing in the street in the night. After meeting her eyes, he clasped his hands together and saluted.

He coiled the string of Buddhist beads again in his hand, raised his head and smiled at her in relief, then turned around and disappeared around the corner of the street.

Wei Huai'en sighed and put down the curtain.Xiao Qi was half lying beside her, playing with his fingers around the end of her hair back and forth.

Sensing her emotions, Xiao Qi sneered, and said eccentrically: "If Your Highness is reluctant, let's go back and pick up that one, so that His Highness can enjoy the blessings of everyone, right?"

"you!"

After being stabbed by him like this, Wei Huai'en's melancholy was suddenly replaced by anger, and he was about to turn around and reason with him, but a ghostly idea came to his mind.

She lowered her body and cupped his face, rubbed against the tip of his nose and coaxed in a low voice:

"Budu is also considered stunning, but it is enough for the Ben Gong family to have a Chief Manager Xiao."

Xiao Qi was coaxed into a fog by her, and when her breath was about to leave, he instinctively got up and chased, and accidentally pulled a wound all over his body, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

"Enough is enough, Chief Manager Xiao."

Seeing his embarrassment, Wei Huai'en sat on his knees upright, covering his face and chuckling.

But the next moment she let out a cry of surprise, being pulled down by Xiao Qi and unable to move.

He fulfilled his wish and kissed her lips, he didn't want to hear her mention Budu again, and he didn't want her to mention anyone unrelated.

In the darkness, only the sound of "da da" horseshoes outside can be heard, while the panting in the carriage is disturbed by the evening wind, and the secret love words are scattered in the streets and alleys that no one knows, without leaving any traces.

On the third day of April in the 23rd year of Yonghe, Princess Jiarou Wei Huai'en was ordered to go to the imperial mausoleum to worship for half a month.

On the tenth day of April, King Duan returned to Beijing.

Duan Wangfu.

"What? No, I will never promise to send Xing'er away, that is my child!"

Pei Yi was so angry at King Duan's idea of ​​sending Wei Anxing into the palace to be raised by the queen that she smashed her glass, the joy of welcoming King Duan disappeared, and the palace people in the entire front hall were watching their noses, their noses and their hearts, and the atmosphere was not good. Dare to come out.

"Qingqing, listen to me, I don't want to send Xing'er into the palace, but the current situation is really not good for us, how can I give up the crown prince to Jiarou?"

His going north this time can be regarded as disheartened, but no matter what, he can't watch Wei Huai'en, a female streamer, ascend to the reserve position.

He quite agrees with the advice of his counselors. He did lose to Wei Huai'en in this contest, but Emperor Yonghe can't ignore the future generations, and the biggest bargaining chip in his hand is Wei Anxing.

Although Emperor Yonghe didn't value kinship, if Emperor Yonghe, who had no interest in political affairs, personally enlightened Wei Anxing and let him be taught by the emperor's grandfather since he was a child, he would definitely make Emperor Yonghe hesitate.

After all, Wei Huai'en is only a princess, so why did this country pass into her hands?

Duan Wang had already decided to ask Wei Anxing to win Emperor Yonghe's heart back, but facing the uncompromising Pei Yi, he had to soften his voice to persuade him.

"It's just sending Xing'er into the palace. Besides, he should have been enlightened. If you miss him, you can visit him in the palace every day. There is only such a grandson in the palace, how can you treat him badly?"

But Pei Yi couldn't take care of anything anymore, she was not a three-year-old child, she would be credulous after hearing a few words from Duan Wang.

"Wei Huairen! Don't think you can coax me! Are you thinking about Xing'er? You are all for yourself!"

Who had Duan Wang been criticized so harshly before, his expression sank on the spot.

"Princess, I am not discussing with you. I don't want to say this kind of thing again. I will bring Xing'er into the palace in the afternoon."

Pei Yi looked at her husband who was a complete stranger with a pale face. She could no longer find any trace of old warmth on his face, only cold oppression and hesitation.

"You..." She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but Duan Wang interrupted her directly.

"The concubine is ill, and she is closed to thank guests. No one is allowed to disturb her without my king's order."

Does this mean to put her under house arrest?Was she about to be locked up by him before she even saw Xing'er again?
Duan Wang didn't look at her again, and walked away with the whole room of obedient palace servants.

It was clearly a spring day, but she fell to the ground alone like a dead leaf blown down by the autumn wind.

"Master! Are you okay?"

But she fell into the arms of the watchtower.

　Can the comment area be more lively!Aren't you satisfied with Xiao Qi's performance? (Xie Mei smiles)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)