Pei Qianhao lowered her head and looked at Su Xier, "You want to say, ask King Hao to leave?"
If she dares to say yes, see if he doesn't clean her up! It's too much to clean up!
Su Xi'er lowered her head, her eyes rolled, and then she looked up at him, "King Hao, you are too close to the ground, and the wound on the servant's body is not healed. In case the wound is torn again..." She stopped deliberately and did not go. Next to say.
Sure enough, Pei Qianhao's body moved back slightly, Su Xi'er was not pressed tightly, and she felt much more comfortable.
"The sleeves are rolled up, this king looks at the injury."
Su Xier replied, rolled up her sleeves and just washed her body. At this moment, her body was glowing with a fresh fragrance of women's body.
The new scar is slowly growing, and the wound has been re-wrapped with a piece of cloth.
Pei Qianhao nodded, "Be careful before the wound is completely healed."
"Slaves obey orders."
Pei Qianhao couldn't press her body firmly on the door panel, but he wouldn't let her go easily either. He raised his hands and put them on the cabinet door, firmly controlling Su Xi'er.
He lowered his head, getting closer and closer to Su Xi'er. She thought he was going to kiss her, but before she turned her head away, he suddenly struck her white neck.
The drizzle kiss gradually increased, from her neck to her shoulder, and then sliding from the shoulder to her collarbone.
Pei Qianhao pressed the door of the cabinet with one hand, and put his arm around her waist, so she couldn't let her have a little room for resistance.
Waves of kisses were as close as fire, Su Xi'er only felt that his head was blank, and let him move.
It took a long time, so long that Su Xier twisted his body restlessly, but accidentally tore off his clothes belt. He has a light and good smell, a strong chest, wheat-colored skin, strong abdominal muscles, and a perfect body.
Su Xi'er felt more and more dangerous and pushed him away hard.
Pei Qianhao had deep pupils. After seeing his open robe, he smiled in great mood, "Su Xi'er, it turns out that you are so understanding clothes."
"The servant didn't, she accidentally pulled it apart." Su Xi'er explained immediately. When she saw the joke in his eyes, she didn't know how to explain it.
"The king is in a good mood today. To untie the bell, he must tie the bell and put on the robe of the king." Pei Qianhao opened his arms and looked like a VIP waiter.
Su Xier's ears became popular, and she stepped forward to dress Pei Qianhao.
Seeing the red skin around her ears, Pei Qianhao was very satisfied, yes, knowing she was shy.
After helping him get dressed, Su Xier immediately took a step back. The current Pei Qianhao was "dangerous" and couldn't approach him. In case he brings her to the door of the cabinet again...
"Su Xi'er, what else do you have besides good handwriting? Don't hide it." Pei Qianhao sat on the wooden bench, tapping the table with his left hand while raising his head to ask her.
Of course, you can't tell Pei Qianhao what the hole card is.
Su Xier replied, "The servant girl is really just imitating. If you have to ask what you will know, just like King Hao said, the servant girl has spirituality and can learn everything."
A joke flashed through Pei Qianhao's eyes, and he slightly curled his lips, "Some things, such as female red, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. Others are difficult, medical skills, leading soldiers to govern the country."
At this time, Pei Qianhao didn't know, what he said, Su Xi'er will meet. Female celebrities are not good, but basic needlework skills. Calligraphy is extremely accomplished. The piano and chess paintings are slightly inferior to the books. One or two medical skills. A good hand to lead soldiers and govern the country!
Su Xier's eyebrows were crooked, and she joked, "King Hao, no matter how spiritual, the slaves and maids don't know how to lead soldiers and govern the country. In this respect, the slaves and maids admire the king."
The last sentence is her sincere words, which she admired very much when she was Ning Rulan, and now admire Pei Qianhao's talents in this area even more.
"How admired?" Pei Qianhao's tone rose, apparently dissatisfied with her only using the word admiration.
Su Xi'er thought to herself, sometimes it is necessary to flatter exaggerated flattery.
So she simply smiled brightly, "I admire from the bottom of my heart, in the world, King Hao stands on the top, no one can match."
An admiration from the bottom of my heart really pleased Pei Qianhao, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Su Xi'er, according to this king, the thing you know best is being eloquent."
"Don't dare to be a slave servant." After speaking, she turned her head and looked out the window. The moonlight was bright and there was no wind tonight. When will Pei Qianhao stay here until he leaves
The corners of Pei Qianhao's raised lips retracted in an instant, and his happy mood slipped in an instant. He is here, and she turned her head to look out the window
Not long after, Pei Qian quickly stood up from the wooden bench and said in a low voice, "The moonlight is beautiful?"
Su Xi'er looked at him, her eyebrows curled, "King Hao, your government affairs are busy, and you still take time to see the servant girl at night. The servant girl is grateful."
"So, you turn your head gratefully to look out the window and admire the moonlight." Pei Qianhao said as he approached her, and finally stood beside her without any movement.
"Does the slave and maidservant stare at you all the time? Will King Hao say that the slave and maid are greedy for beauty?" Beauty pointed to Pei Qianhao's face.
Pei Qianhao's heart sank, the man looks good, can he describe it with beauty? Don't know another word
Seeing Pei Qianhao's displeased expression, Su Xier said simply, "King Hao is the most handsome man the slave servant has ever seen, and the most calm."
After speaking, Su Xier found that Pei Qianhao's brows eased, not as unhappy as before. Suddenly she felt that he was like a coquettish doll.
"King Hao, who is Xie Liuli?" Su Xi'er suddenly thought of what she had seen in Cangshu Pavilion today, so she asked tentatively.
"Princess Xie's sister." Pei Qianhao said concisely, and he didn't want to mention more about the Xie family.
Su Xi'er noticed it and asked again, "King Hao, have you been married to Xie Liuli before?"
Pei Qianhao's brows wrinkled slightly, and then he returned to his normal color, "Where did you hear it?"
"The slave servants are publishing the book today. An old book called The Book of Songs. In the folded pages, some words are underlined. If they are connected, King Hao will marry Xie Liuli. The names of you and Xie Liuli are also written below." Xi'er said slowly, carefully observing Pei Qianhao's expression.
After a while, Pei Qianhao's eyebrows deepened, "That book should be ruined. Others wrote indiscriminately, do you believe it?"
Su Xi'er shook her head, "The slave servant felt strange, so she came to ask you."
"Don't believe any speculation about this king in the future. You can only believe in this king, do you understand?" Pei Qianhao raised his hand and patted her head gently.
"In this way, Dingqin is nothing. Who wrote the words in the Book of Songs?" Su Xi'er was beaten on the forehead as soon as she finished asking. She raised her hand and looked at Pei Qianhao while rubbing her forehead.
Pei Qianhao stretched out her long arm, put her arm around her waist, rubbed her forehead with the other hand, "How does this king know who wrote it? I can't check it. If Xie Liuli's name is written, it must be Written by Xie Liuli?"