Meng Qiqi quietly hid Sheng Jiayan's belt behind her, thinking he didn't see it, but Sheng Jiayan reached out and grabbed the hand that was hiding her belt. After that, before Meng Eqi could react, Sheng Jiayan pressed her shoulder for a while, and Meng Eqi's hands were already tied to the gauze curtain hanging down on the bed.
this weird pose...
"Why are you tying me!" She struggled for a while, causing the bed curtain to shake violently.
Sheng Jiayan sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Meng Qiqi, who was lying on his back and struggling constantly, a star-like smile flashed through his dark eyes: "If you move the bed again, it will be torn."
After all this tossing, Meng Qiqi was already hot and unbearable, but now she feels like a fire is burning in her heart.
Sheng Jiayan's face like ice and jade is close at hand.
Her hands were hung on the curtain of the bed, for fear that the curtain would be torn off accidentally. But facing the cold jade-like Sheng Jiayan in front of her, she couldn't bear the heat in her heart, and could not wait to rub herself into Sheng Jiayan's arms.
Rao is Meng Qiqi's remaining sense of reason telling her that she can no longer think about touching Sheng Jiayan, but everything is useless.
Meng Qiqi's heart is being baptized by a storm: you have to control yourself! Although Sheng Jiayan looks peerless, his nose is so beautiful and his lips are so attractive! The eyes are even more beautiful! Even so, you can't indulge yourself! You must know that once this head is opened, it will be impossible to be an ordinary subordinate in the future!
Just when Meng Eqi thought that her reason could overcome her impulse—
"What are you doing to hook me with your feet?" Sheng Jiayan said coldly, he seemed calm, and put Meng Eqi's wrapped legs back into the quilt.
Meng Eqi looked at Sheng Jiayan's thin waist with a squinty look and took a sip: "Ayan, can you come over a little bit?"
Sheng Jiayan took a few steps out and straightened his clothes: "No, you can rest for a while, and I'll sit outside and read the book."
"Don't go!" Meng Qiqi shook her bound hands violently: "I'll go wherever you go, and if you want to give me a critique, untie it for me first!"
"no."
Seeing that Sheng Jiayan really turned around and was about to go outside, Meng Qiqi yanked her hands eagerly, and she tore off the thin veil. She wanted to get out of bed to chase Sheng Jiayan, but she didn't know when her legs were wrapped in the quilt by Sheng Jiayan, and wrapped in a flower roll, Meng Eqi couldn't open her legs at all. She couldn't stop her body moving forward, and Meng Eqi fell to the ground with her face down and her butt up.
Seeing that he was about to throw a dog and eat shit, Sheng Jiayan quickly turned around and grabbed her waist, lifted it up, and took it into his arms.
"Nonsense!" He snarled angrily, and put his hand on Meng Qiqi's cheek to check if she had knocked anywhere.
Seizing the opportunity, Meng Qiqi simply leaned on Sheng Jiayan and approached him with a rosy lips: "Wow, Ayan, you are so cold."
Sheng Jiayan blankly covered Meng Eqi's mouth with a palm: "If you keep making such a fuss, when will you be better?"
Meng Eqi broke free from his palm, and rubbed against Sheng Jiayan's arms again: "Then untie my hand, I promise not to move."
Sheng Jiayan took off the belt very easily this time, and then carried Meng Eqi back to the bed. The moment Meng Eqi's hands were free, his first reaction was to hug Sheng Jiayan's neck. Sheng Jiayan avoided him a little, and Meng Qiqi unwillingly pulled out his legs to hook him, and was avoided by Sheng Jiayan again.
Meng Eqi became anxious: "You hate me so much that you won't even hug me?"
"I didn't," Sheng Jiayan stared at her for a moment and said lightly, "Can't you just lie down here alone?"
"No! I don't care, you come here, come here!" Meng Qiqi kicked her legs on the bed, slapped and rolled, and finally hit her head on the fence of the bed, screamed in pain, and turned her head away. After a while, he started to cry.
Sheng Jiayan looked at it for a long time, and then chuckled: "That's it."
He lay down and hugged Meng Eqi in his arms, stroking her blue silk and whispering, "Don't cry."
Meng Eqi got her wish, and hurriedly grabbed his chest with both hands, she pressed her face into Sheng Jiayan's chest: "Ayan, I hurt."
Sheng Jiayan raised his hand and rubbed her injured forehead. Meng Qiqi half-opened a pair of misty eyes in his arms, enjoying the service of Sheng Jiayan, the iceman, to her very much. At the same time, his legs were still being rubbed against Sheng Jiayan's legs.
Sheng Jiayan's body froze, his lips pursed into a line coldly, as if it was hard to endure.
But fortunately, when Meng Eqi was lying in his arms, he was much calmer, and his words were intermittent, so he must have fallen asleep.
Sheng Jiayan stroked Meng Qiqi's hair again and again. When Meng Qiqi was drowsy, she felt that these hands were a little annoying, so she pulled them down and put them on her chest neatly. .
Because of the cold temperature, she also sent her body to that hand.
Sheng Jiayan took a breath, and looked down at Meng Qiqi, who was not surrounded by a strand.
"You know you're not wearing anything right now?" he couldn't help asking.
"Hmm..." Meng Eqi replied in confusion, she raised her head and met Sheng Jiayan's eyes, and found that there seemed to be sparks jumping in his eyes, and they were about to set fire to a prairie.
Seeing her like this, Sheng Jiayan wanted to leave to calm down. However, Meng Eqi didn't give him this chance. He realized that he was going to leave, and dragged his hand to the pair of jade rabbits on his chest: "It's very comfortable, can't you move?"
Sheng Jiayan's eyes deepened, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "You invited me, don't regret it tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he bit Meng Qiqi's lips.
Half-dreaming and half-awake, she suddenly tasted a coldness, and Meng Eqi's dry and hot heart was so contented that she responded very proactively.
So out of control, she not only took the initiative, but also cooperated with her legs to climb Sheng Jiayan's waist.
Perhaps she didn't even know about this inviting gesture.
She only knew that she seemed to have a spring dream.
In the dream, she and Sheng Jiayan were lying close together, staring at his slender eyebrows in the mist, only to feel that there were stars shining in his eyes. Once again, Sheng Jiayan was already eating the rouge on her lips.
Everything happened without her noticing.
However, the Lord Regent, who has always been cultivated with aloofness and hobbies, couldn't help it at this time. He straightened Meng Eqi's body, and was about to take a further step.
However, at this moment...
"As straight as a bow, as clever as clumsy, and as inflexible as a debate." Meng Qiqi murmured.
"What?" Sheng Jiayan paused.
"Take the second half of your "Tao Te Ching" just now, I suddenly thought of..."
"..." He chuckled lightly, then lovingly smoothed Meng Qiqi's messy hair: "Well, it's not the right time now."
Sheng Jiayan held her for a long time, until Meng Eqi fell asleep, he took a cold bath by himself.
When Meng Qiqi woke up the next day, the sun was already shining, and Sheng Jiayan was no longer in the room.
She silently scanned the mess in the house. Shaman that was thrown on the ground, a water stain around the tub not far away, the messy quilt covering him, and his naked body under the quilt.
There was still a dull pain on his forehead, and there were suspicious marks on his chest.
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a long time.
She won't force Sheng Jiayan to...
She couldn't remember exactly what happened last night, but she only remembered that she was very frantic because of the heat in her body.
But even so, he wouldn't have the guts to molest your lord!
Meng Qiqi sat on the bed and bit her fingers in thought. Just at this moment, the maid from the Wei House knocked on the door.
"Miss Meng, are you awake?"
Meng Qiqi suddenly woke up and responded. Four maids filed in with their washing utensils in hand. They didn't seem surprised to see that the house was so messy, but they just served Meng Qiqi's clothes respectfully.
The attitude of these maids made Meng Qiqi's heart sink even more.
Could it be that she really took a bow on Overlord Sheng Jiayan! ? Then, as mentioned in all the storybooks, now she is a delicate woman who is served by a maid after the Spring Festival Night!
The more she thought about her, the more uncertain she felt. After putting on her clothes, she took advantage of the gap when the maid was pinning the hairpin on her head, and Meng Qiqi tentatively said, "I didn't expect that the room would be so messy. ."
The maid smiled and said: "The girl is serious. This is the responsibility of the slaves. Why is it hard work? It's because the girl and Young Master Sheng were tired last night. If the girl wants to eat today, the slave will tell the kitchen."
Tired last night...
"Actually it's not what you think." Before Meng Qiqi was finished, the maid hurriedly said—
"Don't worry, girl, this kind of thing is very common. You mustn't feel embarrassed. It's human nature, and the servants understand it very well. The girl rests first, and then calls the servants if you have anything."
She stopped and left with a few maids. Meng Eqi turned her head stiffly and looked at the tidy house, lying on the table and mourning in her heart.
Wouldn't it be true that the entire Wei Mansion, who had been making a fuss over the Overlord, knew about it!
Oh, what face will she have to face everyone in the future!
The four maids walked back down the corridor. Wei Chuhua walked anxiously at the end of the corridor. Seeing them coming back, he quickly asked, "How is she, is she okay?"
When Wei Chuhua woke up in the morning, Sheng Jiayan went out with a very bad expression. She remembered Meng Eqi's madness after eating ginseng, and she heard a lot of movement in Meng Eqi's house last night, and she seemed to hear faint sobbing.
Wei Chuhua guessed that Meng Qiqi was beaten by the prince? After all, she is so noisy, and the prince is such a cold person.
It is very likely that Meng Eqi will be beaten up if he is impatient!
So Wei Chuhua sent a maid early in the morning to explore the truth.
The maid who was headed by Fang Cai said, "As my sister expected, it seems that Miss Meng was really beaten by Young Master Sheng. When the servant girl was tying her hair just now, she even saw a slight bruise on her forehead!"