Pei Qianhao simply lay down, supporting his chin with one hand and looking at Su Xi'er, while the other hand was still in the quilt, moving slowly along the curve of her waist.
Her lower abdomen became warm because of the friction, and the acupuncture points were very comfortable, and Su Xi'er's eyes in her dream relaxed.
Pei Qianhao stopped his movements and looked at Su Xier's expression, as if he was enjoying it. Obviously she served him, now he has served her, and he has to be careful.
Thinking of this, Pei Qianhao's kneading movement couldn't help but aggravate, and finally turned into a pinch. Squeeze from the waist to the thighs, then from the thighs back to the waist, and finally stopped at the soft part of her upper body, kneading lightly and heavy.
The hand feels better, soft, and the corners of Pei Qianhao's mouth can't help but raise.
However, as soon as the corners of his mouth were raised, Su Xier's eyes happened to open, she felt the big hands rubbing around her somewhere, and saw someone smiling very proudly.
Su Xi'er glanced at Pei Qianhao, she didn't know, her eyes were particularly irritating. As soon as she moved her body, she threw away his big hand that was moving, and said softly, "King Hao, please respect yourself."
Pei Qianhao laughed out loud, and the laughter was clear and clear. He lowered his head and leaned to her ears, with a warm breath in her ears, "Why doesn't this king have any self-respect? Tell me more specifically."
"King Hao's hand, where did you touch it just now?" Su Xi'er glanced at him and moved her body toward the inside of the bed.
Pei Qianhao also moved with her, just not letting her leave him for half a minute, "When you are asleep, I really like this king to touch you like this, with a stretched eyebrow, a group of..."
Having said this, he deliberately stopped to see her reaction.
"King Hao, how many places did you touch?" Did she touch all the places that shouldn't be touched while she was sleeping
"The place you can touch, naturally I've touched it all over. This king helped you rub the acupuncture points, where did you want to go?" Pei Qianhao said while straightening out her hair beside her cheeks.
Rub acupuncture points, press her chest? Su Xier was puzzled, but the warm heat from her lower abdomen let her know that he was indeed helping her rub the acupuncture points.
"This king has never helped anyone press it. You are the first one. This king has never done anything at a loss. Since he has rubbed it, he must taste a bit of sweetness. You say, don't you?" He said as he drew closer to Su. Xi'er, with malicious intent in her eyes, shot out without concealment.
Su Xi'er wanted to go to the inside of the bed, but a big hand touched her head, making her unable to move.
A handsome face slowly enlarged in front of her eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips also enlarged, "Su Xi'er, this king saved your life. Opening your mouth and kissing this king is a return."
He didn't move, waiting for her to move.
Su Xi'er looked at him, if he didn't kiss, he would definitely not be happy. It's just that she is not completely healed, and it will be bad if she is angry with him.
"Su Xi'er." Pei Qianhao murmured, his head moved closer to her.
So Su Xi'er closed her eyes, put her hands out of the quilt, circled his neck, raised her head slightly, and kissed his lips.
With lips touching, warm and humid, Pei Qianhao held Su Xi'er's head in both hands, turning passiveness into activeness, deepening the kiss.
Attacking the pool and sweeping the ground, Su Xi'er panted again and again, worrying about her body, Pei Qianhao tasted the sweetness a little, and let her go.
He leaned against the bedpost, deliberately stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips charmingly, "The taste is not bad."
This pair fell in Su Xi'er's eyes, but it looked like a child. After just eating candy, now he is very proud and still has no idea.
There is a saying in the folk drama that no matter how old a man is, he is always a child in front of his beloved woman. Only by showing a childlike appearance can he show that he loves you.
Su Xi'er's heart chuckles. According to the script, Pei Qianhao loves her? How could it happen? He clearly said that he didn't love strong women and would never fall in love with Ning Rulan.
"What are you thinking about?" Pei Qianhao said, interrupting her thoughts inadvertently.
"King Hao, the servant girl was seriously injured, you found the Wenguan, it seems you have guessed everything."
"King Yun ordered Wei Mohai to start, and this king will not let him go. However, your skill has surprised this king. Wei Mo has been in the naval battalion for many years. How did you kill him?"
Su Xier replied slowly, "Leader Wei is very good, head-to-head, of course the servants and maidservants can't beat them, they can only outsmart them."
"An outwitness will cost Wei Mohai's life. People with good skills will be conceited. He is not dead in your hands, but conceited." Pei Qianhao replied, and then held Su Xi. Er's hand, put it back into the quilt.
At this moment, the door of the house was knocked, and the manager's voice came, "King Hao, the red jujube soup is ready."
"Come in." Pei Qianhao ordered Su Xi'er up and leaned against the bedpost.
Guan Xiang walked in and handed the red jujube soup to Pei Qianhao.
"You have been busy for a long time today, go and rest. Don't worry about the Wenguan, this king will keep it." Pei Qianhao's words undoubtedly gave the director a reassurance.
King Yun controls the military power, and the library is all scholars. Except for the superiority of the tongue, the rest is really hard to say. But now, with the words of King Hao, he was relieved.
"Thank you, King Hao." Guan Xiang walked out after speaking.
Pei Qianhao scooped a spoon of red jujube soup, put it on his mouth and blew it gently, and then handed it to Su Xier, "Drink slowly and be careful to burn it."
Su Xi'er wanted to reach out and take the red jujube soup and scoop it to drink by herself, but when she heard his words, she couldn't help putting her hand down, opening her mouth obediently, and drinking slowly.
But her little movement did not escape Pei Qianhao's eyes. He didn't say anything, knowing that he was observing his mood and doing things. This progress made him happy.
Su Xi'er just drank half a bowl like this, then refused to drink, "Have you been sitting here all the time and haven't eaten anything?" She frowned and asked softly.
"Continue to drink, don't ask so much." Pei Qianhao said as he continued to scoop a spoonful, and put it on her lips after taking a breath.
"King Hao, you must have nothing to eat. Go out and eat something, otherwise, the slave and maid will not eat."
"Threat this king? This king is in good health, and it won't matter if you eat less."
"The slave maid has fallen asleep until now. More than a meal? You go and eat." Su Xi'er didn't follow her, her tone became heavier.
"Okay, you drink the red jujube soup, and this king will eat it, how about?" Pei Qianhao couldn't help her and could only coax her.
Su Xi'er glanced at him, and finally opened her mouth to drink the red jujube soup.
When the bowl bottomed out, Pei Qianhao squeezed her nose, "You go to bed, my king will go to eat." After speaking, he supported her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
After the treatment was done, Pei Qianhao went out of the house and went to the other side of the kitchen when she saw her closing her eyes.
Now that the cook is already asleep, where would anyone cook for Pei Qianhao
Pei Qianhao came to the kitchen and saw that there was red jujube soup in the pot, so he took a bowl of it and drank it.
After drinking, he walked into Su Xier's room again.
Su Xi'er straightened up, and first smelled it on his body, and only after he smelled the red dates, he was sure that he had eaten it.