"King Hao, it's still outside now." Su Xi'er raised her head to look at him and reminded her aloud. She didn't push him away just now, this move made her a little frightened.
She should have rejected a man, but she didn't reject him just now.
A smile appeared in Pei Qianhao's eyes, "Are you shy? Let's go to the boat." After speaking, he took Su Xi'er forward, holding her warm and generous hands, and didn't let go.
This action is taken for granted, Pei Qianhao is not awkward at all, and even takes it for granted. Her ownership belongs to him. In this case, he can hold or carry it, and no one dares to say a word.
The two of them just walked to the Linghe River, and the palace guard saw his eyes widened instantly. Wang Hao is very fond of the servant girl in red dress, to this extent, she does not seem to be a girl in the room.
Seeing King Hao approaching, the guard put away his surprised expression, bowed and saluted, "King Yun is in the boat on the left, inviting King Hao to come and have a cup of tea."
Pei Qianhao waved his hand and refused, "I'm tired today, don't go to King Yun, let alone, this king doesn't like to drink tea. Where is the boat where this king rests?"
The guard raised his hand to the boat on the right, "King Yun ordered that if King Hao is exhausted, he can not go. The boat on the far right belongs to King Hao."
The entire exquisite royal ship was only prepared for Pei Qianhao, and the maids and eunuchs stood respectfully on the ship.
Pei Qianhao nodded, and then took Su Xier to the boat.
The maids and eunuchs on the ship saluted, "See King Hao."
"All go to the other side of the ship, this king rests, no one is allowed to disturb." After speaking, he looked at Su Xi'er with unclear eyes, "follow this king." After speaking, he walked to the ship wing.
There are several wing rooms on the ship, and each room is decorated differently, with Nanzhao style, Beimin style, and exotic style.
In this regard, Pei Qianhao expressed satisfaction. In this regard, Yun Ruofeng was very considerate.
In the end, he chose a Beimin-style room, which felt like being in Beimin. It also reminded Su Xier indirectly, don't make eyebrows with the emperor of Nanzhao, you are from Beimin, and sooner or later go back with him. There can be no nostalgia for Nan Zhao.
Su Xi'er followed Pei Qianhao into the house, and after closing the door, she walked forward and undressed for him.
Yes, I am very conscious now. Pei Qianhao's eyes narrowed slightly, watching her undress him.
"King Hao, you are sleeping, and the servant girl is standing by the side."
"Standing?" Pei Qianhao's tone rose, "Forgot what you promised to the king today?"
"It's daytime, and the slave servant promised it's night." Su Xi'er kept moving her hands, taking off his robe and putting it on a shelf.
"The king said that he should be more vigorous to get back. So he changed twice, sleeping once during the day and once at night." After finishing speaking, he took off his pants and lay on the bed without waiting for her to speak.
A long figure, lying on his side on the bed, with his hands propped on the side of his head, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, and the evil charm swept in instantly.
He looked at Su Xi'er, "Take off your coat, come here." The voice was low and the words were clear and could not be resisted.
Su Xi'er pursed her lips and stepped up to get it back. He did say this.
Seeing that she didn't move, he said again, "Come here." The voice became deeper, indicating that he was impatient.
Su Xi'er was heartbroken, untied her belt, and took off her red skirt. Pei Qianhao looked at it, and only felt that she who took off her dress was full of aura and more attractive.
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but relax, only he could see her now. All the other men saw were her surface. Inside, only he can see.
There was only one shelf in the room. Su Xi'er moved Pei Qianhao's outer robe a bit and placed the red skirt next to his robe.
After putting it down, Su Xi'er stared, looking at the black snake-print robe next to the red skirt. Suddenly, she felt that the way she and Pei Qianhao get along is like a husband and wife
"Come here." The low man's voice sounded again, quickly pulling Su Xi'er's thoughts back.
Su Xier shifted her gaze and walked to the bed. He was lying on the outside, how did she get to the inside of the bed
Turn over him, tell him to lie down on the inside, or over the foot of the bed.
Su Xi'er chose to go past the foot of the bed. As soon as she stepped her foot, Pei Qianhao said, "Don't go around the foot of the bed."
"If you don't go from there, how will the slave and maid go there? Could it be that King Hao sleeps inside?" Su Xi'er had doubts in her eyes. He is the master and she is the slave. There are some rules, she understands.
If the master is sleeping with the maidservant, the maid must get up from the foot of the bed, and then slowly crawl forward. Entering from the front side of the bed can only be the main room.
"This king doesn't eat soft rice, can't sleep in it, come here." Pei Qianhao straightened up and raised his hand around her waist.
In an instant, Su Xier pressed on him. Pei Qianhao flipped her wrist and brought her to the inside.
So she turned over from him. This kind of behavior is even more than the main room...
"Don't talk to this king about death rules. In front of this king, this king is talking about rules." Pei Qianhao understood Su Xi'er's mind. As her maidservant, she must go around the foot of the bed. It's just that he doesn't want to.
Pei Qianhao's hand did not leave her waist, "Sleep quietly." When the voice fell, he closed his eyes.
Su Xi'er looked at his sleeping face, and at this moment, he restrained his arrogance, and his cold breath disappeared, just like an ordinary person.
She thought he would go to sleep quietly. Where did I know, the hand on her waist suddenly moved up and down gradually. The big hand was like a fire, and she felt uncomfortable where he touched.
"King Hao, don't move your hands."
Pei Qianhao opened his eyes, jokingly, "What's wrong with this king?" He said and moved his hands.
"You touch the slave maid." After speaking, Su Xi'er deliberately moved her legs and dropped his big hand.
"It's just touching, this king didn't do anything else."
"Don't touch it." Su Xier's voice was firm, and her tone was very similar to Pei Qianhao's.
"Don't you say no? Who is the master?" Pei Qianhao snorted, and immediately got up slightly and held her down.
He didn't say a word, one hand moved around her body, and the other hand clasped her chin.
When she was slightly startled, he quickly lowered his head and caught the pink lips.
The four lips touched each other, and the two of them blended together.
Su Xier only felt that his whole body was occupied by him, and the whole body was filled with his breath.
Pei Qianhao came to the collar of Su Xi'er and deliberately pulled it apart. In an instant, his lips left her and turned to her shoulders.
Su Xi'er lifted her body slightly, took a breath, a pain in her shoulder, and a red mark appeared.
"This is the mark of this king, imprinted on you." The voice was low, announcing his ownership.
Su Xier looked at him, "King Hao, this is not a brand mark, it will disappear after a few days."
"This king will brand it again." The branding he said is pro.