and son

Pei Jing paused for a moment, then broke the jar and said, "So what about men, I just like men!"

Did he think he could escape because he was a man?

Don't even think about it.

Meng Chuji was dumbfounded, and then quickly held his hand: "Wait, say it again."

"What to say, what to say!" Pei Jing threw aside the rags in his hand, "You provoked me, even if you are a man, you will suffer!"

A trace of joy burst out of Meng Chuji's heart, so... so he doesn't like that girl, and he doesn't intend to make a new concubine?

"Qiu Yu, please leave first, I have something to tell you."

"Well--"

Pei Jing kissed his lips, forcing him to swallow the words back, not allowing him to speak.

What else can he say except to go, he doesn't listen, he doesn't want to hear.

Biting his lips, venting his anger, he curled up the tip of his tongue, teasing, playing, and breathing together, he was on the verge of going crazy.

Meng Chuji was still struggling, picking up every moment to speak: "Qiu Yu, you must listen to me this time, I... um..."

Pei Jing pushed him down, stroking his smooth back with his big hand, the slightly raised curvature of the spine also fit his hand feeling, he went down all the way, Meng Chuji seemed to know where he was going, and moved more violently , like a live fish on a chopping board.

Pei Jing couldn't hold it back any longer. As a man, Meng Chuji's strength was not much weaker than his. What's more, he even bit his lip, which hurt him so much that he rescued himself from his mouth.

Then, he pushed him, stood up quickly, backed away, afraid that he would pounce on him again, and said, "Qiu Yu, actually I..."

His hind legs slammed hard, and several books were knocked off the basket containing the storybooks behind him. Even the whole basket trembled and was on the verge of falling. He didn't pay attention to what he was saying, and took a step aside. The basket tilted forward, and the books inside were scattered all over the floor.

At the same time, the bright yellow silk in the basket also fell out. It was rolled into a spool, tied with a red ribbon, and rolled smoothly past Pei Jing's feet, and then rolled into the bottom of the bed before stopping.

It's just that it didn't completely roll under the bed after all, it exposed half of its head outside, lying there quietly and soundlessly.

Something touched the foot, Pei Jing lit the lamp.

Meng Chuji didn't care about it at first, but when the light came on, his pupils shrank sharply, he forgot everything, and said anxiously: "Don't look!"

Then strode up to pick it up.

However, it was too late.

Picking it up with one hand faster than him, Meng Chuji froze on the spot and watched as Pei Jing tore off the red ribbon.

Yi aims to unfold in front of his eyes, and with a sweep of his eyes, he can see all the content.

Meng Chuji's blood was so cold that he couldn't even move.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move, as if a nail had been planted under his feet.

After a long time, Pei Jing raised his eyes to look at him again, his eyes were red, and thin layers of water appeared, and the veins in his hand holding Yizhi bulged, and he said in a trembling voice: "This is... what you and Grandma Huang did. trade?!"

It turned out that he had already paved all the roads.

It turned out that he had planned so well.

No wonder he was so confident.

No wonder he didn't care that he didn't forgive.

He should have thought earlier that something was wrong with him on the day he went to Taiping Temple. He sang with the Queen Mother and said some prayers, but he promised the Queen Mother to stay away from him, so he avoided him.

It turned out that the prophecy came true, if it wasn't for Gillian, he really wouldn't come back, and he didn't even plan to give him an explanation.

He really didn't have half the affection for him.

Compelling from start to finish.

OK, that's great.

"It's not Qiu Yu, it doesn't matter anymore, listen to me, I..."

Meng Chuji opened his mouth to explain.

However, Pei Jing threw Yi Zhi back to his feet, unwilling to hear him say a word, even a single word.

"You won, let's go!"

The Empress Dowager is dead, and this edict is a will.

He knew the weight of the edict, so he didn't take it out until the Queen Mother died. The engraved seal on the edict was just after New Year's Eve, a full two months.

He can bear it.

Meng Chuji's eyes widened at Pei Jing's words, and he almost thought he heard it wrong.

what did he say?

He let him go?

Do not!

"I won't go!" Meng Chuji went up to hug him, "I won't go, no one wants me to leave here tonight!"

Pei Jing gouged him and pushed him furiously: "You are not going to leave, what are you still doing here? Now I don't want you, I let you go, do you hear?"

What is he like?

Have pity on him!

His majestic Crown Prince needs someone's pity!

The more he pushed, the tighter Meng Chuji hugged him, "I won't leave, even if I'm beaten to death, Qiu Yu, don't chase me away, I don't want to leave."

Pei Jing was about to be driven crazy, he pulled his hair, gritted his teeth, his eyebrows and eyes were all cruel: "Are you going?"

"Don't go, kill me if you have the ability!"

Meng Chuji raised his head and completely confronted him.

"Okay, okay! Don't regret it."

Pei Jing threw Yizhi aside, stretched out her hand and dragged him onto the bed, his movements were several times more ferocious than before.

Just now he was more or less concerned that he would be damaged, but now he completely ignored him. He tore off his clothes and his pants, kneading with his palms without any restraint, wishing to crush him.

Meng Chuji was in so much pain that he couldn't help resisting a few times, which then attracted even more brutal suppression from Pei Jing. Meng Chuji knew that he was angry, so he wanted to get rid of him in this way. He was not unwilling, but just hoped. Be gentle with him, don't torture him too much.

Coming early is a catastrophe, and coming late is also a catastrophe. Meng Chuji's heart skipped a beat, and he took the initiative to hug his waist, undress him, and begged softly in his delicate kiss: "Qiu Yu, take it easy."

Pei Jing turned a deaf ear to him, and after kissing him closely, said: "If you want to leave, I can stop at any time."

Meng Chuji shut his mouth instantly, and hugged him even tighter, as if treating him like a piece of driftwood in the water.

Sensing his movements, Pei Jing felt a little better, but thinking that this might be Meng Chuji's compensation before leaving, she no longer softened her heart and opened his legs.

"Meng Chuxue, don't regret it."

Meng Chuji kissed him jerky, and let out a low pained moan as he sank down, and then corrected him in his ears: "My name is Meng Chuji, Xue Qiji, Meng Chuji, meaning Xueping."

Pei Jing's breathing became disordered for a moment, "What do you mean by saying this to me?"

Meng Chuji put his neck around his neck, enduring the discomfort of the huge object intruding into his body, and said, "I said before that I will give you an answer, and this is my answer."

Pei Jing froze, and it sounded like he was dreaming. He was afraid that he might be mistaken, so he asked uncertainly, "What is the answer? Please explain it clearly."

"Qiu Yu, it's never your wishful thinking. We are in love with each other."

Each one is slow, but each one is exceptionally clear.

"Sorry for the lateness, although I am a man, I admire you."