Meng Eqi calmed down and did not argue with him any more, only said: "But I am Li Cailuan now, even if you find out what I can do, you can still detain me in the house? If outsiders know that I am Laiyi Princess, but I have been in Zuiqinghou for so long, if this matter gets out, I don’t need my reputation anymore, it’s better to hang the three-footed white ling!”
She did this deliberately, begging that Sheng Jiayan would be soft-hearted and let her go back first. Otherwise, when it comes to fame, what Meng Eqi cares about the most in his life is probably fame.
Who knows that Sheng Jiayan doesn't care at all, his tone is light, but his eyes are locked on Meng Qiqi's face for a moment. He said: "Since you have already fallen into my hands, that is mine, do you still want to go back? Everyone in the world thinks that Princess Laiyi is dead, and I will create an identity for you to marry you at will, and no one can control me... "
The tone of his words made Meng Eqi feel a little childish. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Sheng Jiayan, we are brothers and sisters on the family tree. Even if we are not brothers and sisters, we are also on the family tree in front of our ancestors. In name, we are still relatives, and we are married. Isn't it abolishing ethics?"
Sheng Jiayan smiled, and his voice was extremely cold: "Do you think I care about this? It doesn't matter if you want to call me second brother. Come on, call second brother to listen to it, and it will be the interest between us." Sheng Jiayan even lowered his head and kissed Meng Qiqi's neck.
Such Sheng Jiayan is really completely different.
Meng Qiqi bit Sheng Jiayan's shoulder violently, and she didn't let go until she was tired of venting.
Sheng Jiayan sneered, put his forehead against Meng Qiqi, and watched her gasp lightly. Even if there is some pain, he doesn't care, at least it's true. Instead of having a nightmare every night, dreaming that Meng Eqi fell off a cliff from his hand, that kind of excruciating pain, no one should understand him.
He smiled lightly: "Even if you don't want to, but now that I've found you, I'm still very... very happy."
Meng Qiqi lost half of her anger and pouted, "I'm not happy."
This move of hers caught Sheng Jiayan's hot eyes. He stared at her pomegranate red lips, and for a while he was a little emotional.
Meng Qiqi's lips are beautiful, soft and tender, with beaded and cute lips. She doesn't rub rouge, and her lips are very naturally red. When she talks to Sheng Jiayan, the fragrance in her mouth is really disturbing.
Meng Qiqi was unpreparedly picked up by Sheng Jiayan and threw it onto the soft bed beside him.
He only heard a cold voice: "Close the window and step back."
The open window was immediately closed.
"..." Meng Qiqi was startled: "Sheng Jiayan, what are you doing?"
He gently embraced Meng Eqi, forbid her to stay in the bed, and shared her in the bed tent together.
"You're not happy, I want you to be happy." Sheng Jiayan said softly, with joy on his brows.
It turned out that he was really happy, and when Meng Eqi got close to him, he realized that he was blinded by a faint blue circle. Now Sheng Jiayan is lying on the couch with Meng Qiqi in his arms, and before Meng Qiqi has done anything, he is already a little drowsy.
"Make me happy, why are you pulling me on the bed!?"
Sheng Jiayan didn't answer, just closed her eyes and picked up her complicated clothes layer by layer with her fingertips.
Meng Qiqi grabbed his fingers and said with a stern expression, "What are you doing!?"
Sheng Jiayan pulled out his fingertips, and involuntarily picked up Meng Qiqi's clothes, revealing the last thin layer of clothes. Then he threw the clothes on the ground, and hugged Meng Eqi to lie back again: "It's troublesome to wear."
Trouble getting dressed? Did Sheng Jiayan want to…
A thought that made her blush flashed through Meng Qiqi's mind, and she began to struggle uncomfortably to sit up.
Sheng Jiayan held her tightly with his arms, and his voice was faint: "Don't worry, I really can't bear it, but at least I won't be here. The etiquette that should be given to you will not be less."
Meng Qiqi was unable to move by his embrace, so she simply gave up struggling and stared blankly at the hanging curtain above her head.
"Qiqi, I know you're tired too," his voice came from the side: "We have misunderstood each other for so many days, you must have not slept well these days when you were living abroad. The same is true for me, you should understand It's not my joy. But the feeling of being lost and found is really worth all the money in the world."
His voice was low and slow, and Meng Eqi listened, as if he was really about to fall asleep.
After a while, they both fell asleep quietly.
Meng Qiqi's hair was entangled with Sheng Jiayan's, and they were spread on the pillow, and it was not clear who was who. The foreheads of the two also touched each other in the dream, and Sheng Jiayan looked satisfied and hugged Meng Qiqi's waist tightly.
The night passed quickly, and at the fifth watch, Meng Qiqi woke up. Sheng Jiayan's sleeping face was close at hand, she stared at him for a while, and then lightly kissed him on the forehead. After doing such an action, Meng Eqi's whole body was struck by lightning.
what has she done! ? Why are you coveting the beauty of His Majesty Hades again!
Meng Qiqi was a little flustered, so she wanted to sit up with her clothes closed, but when she moved, she found that a red thread had been wrapped around her wrist at some point, and the other end was tied to Sheng Jiayan's wrist. I don't know who tied the rope, and no one can cut it without scissors.
"..." Who did it! Meng Eqi growled inwardly.
She couldn't help but look at Sheng Jiayan, could it be that he can tie the knot with one hand? Or after she fell asleep? Meng Qiqi glanced at Sheng Jiayan at random, but this time, she saw Sheng Jiayan's lips slightly raised, Meng Qiqi was sullen and pushed him: "You pretend to be asleep!?"
Sheng Jiayan suddenly opened his eyes with a smile in his eyes, as if a star fell in his eyes. He said, "It's not pretending to be asleep, I just woke up not long ago."
Then he pointed to his forehead, like a rogue: "One more time."
"What?" Meng Eqi was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that he had secretly kissed him just now, and was now both ashamed and angry. But she couldn't escape, so she simply stuffed herself in the quilt like an ostrich.
Sheng Jiayan's laughing voice came, and he kissed Meng Eqi across the quilt.
"lush-"
"What?" Her voice was muffled.
"It's my birthday today, what about your congratulations?"
Huh? Is today his birthday? Meng Eqi made the calculations in her heart, and it seemed that it really was. She probed her head and went out, only to find that Sheng Jiayan's handsome face was very close.
"Are you asking me for a gift?" Meng Qiqi said, "I'm poor now, and I have nothing. Even if I want... I'll give it to you later."
"No need," Sheng Jiayan got closer: "There are some things that can be given now."
"What..." Meng Eqi had a bad premonition.
"Turn your back and lie on your side."
Meng Qiqi didn't move, and Sheng Jiayan reached out to move her.
In the end, Sheng Jiayan hugged her from behind, and Meng Qiqi's back was close to his chest.
He sighed contentedly, and Meng Eqi was at a loss.
Is that enough
Sheng Jiayan's low and hoarse voice came: "Do you agree?"
Meng Eqi thought about it, didn't he just hold him for a while longer? At most, it's better to behave intimately, so what's not to want. He immediately said: "If you want to hug... just hug, but you have to hurry up. Don't you have a birthday banquet today?"
"Hmm-" he responded.
Meng Qiqi thought that she would just let him hug him for a while, but she thought it was too simple. She thought for a while, and suddenly felt that Sheng Jiayan's hand had slipped into her clothes. Sheng Jiayan's fingertips were slightly cold, and everything he touched caused Meng Eqi's slight trembling.
Sheng Jiayan's hand finally came to a jade rabbit on Meng Qiqi's chest. He stretched out his finger and tapped the red beans on the jade rabbit. Meng Qiqi was really trembling and she grabbed Sheng Jiayan's hand suddenly: " what are you doing!?"
Sheng Jiayan said with a somewhat innocent voice: "You gave it."
His fingertips are flexible, and Meng Eqi can't dodge even if he hides. As he was allowed to knead and knead, Jiao's red beans were stimulated and slowly swelled. Meng Qiqi bit her lower lip, the redness of her cheeks spread to her neck, and she scolded in a low voice, "You are shameless! You rascal!"
Sheng Jiayan smiled: "You can be happy no matter what."
The movements on his fingertips were quite provocative, Meng Eqi even felt that they were close to each other, Sheng Jiayan's special sign was changing quietly, as if it was touching her groin.
Meng Eqi struggled and blocked his movements. Sheng Jiayan simply held her with both hands and rubbed her recklessly with the other.
He had a great time playing, and when he finally let go, the two pink stapes on Meng Eqi's chest felt uncomfortable.
Tears welled up in Meng Qiqi's eyes, crying and scolding Sheng Jiayan for being mean.
The latter leaned down and kissed her tears with pity: "I have endured for so long, but I just asked for such a little sweetness."
Then he sat up and gave two high fives, and a palace maid came in with a wash.
Meng Eqi shrunk into the quilt, facing inward, with her back to the group of low-eyed maids.
"Put your clothes here and go out." Sheng Jiayan ordered, and the maids filed back again.
Meng Eqi was ashamed to look back, there was a rustling behind him, and when he looked back again, Sheng Jiayan had finished dressing. Today, he accepts the cloud and wears a big Zhu Zi cloak, and the golden crown is tied on the top of his hair. I don't know if he is satisfied with bullying Meng Eqi or what, but his expression is filled with a touch of joy.
There was nothing like the dark cloud shrouded Meng Eqi when he first saw him in the Hou Mansion.
"Do you want me to help you or do it yourself?" he asked with a smile.
Meng Eqi sat up abruptly, rubbing the silk satin quilt on her chest during her movements, still feeling strange to the touch, she dared not to say anything: "Tell two maids to come in and help me."
Sheng Jiayan took a few steps forward, pinched Meng Qiqi's jaw, and gave a lingering kiss despite her objection.
Then he slightly adjusted his clothes: "Don't talk today, continue to pretend to be Li Cailuan, I will find a way for the future."
Well, he went out first to prepare the guests who came to celebrate his birthday today.
After he left, Meng Eqi lifted the quilt and glanced at his chest quietly, and then lay on the couch wanting to cry without tears.
It's incredible, she and His Majesty the King of Hell can't really make sense out of it.