Although the relationship between the two has been tacitly agreed, the most common way is to make eye contact, and to touch a small hand is considered intimate, let alone a kiss.
"It's nice, but—"
Before Wei Ci finished speaking, his lord came up again.
Wei Ci didn't dare to struggle vigorously, so the two of them fell to the ground from the window, which happened to be the place with the heaviest shadows. He opened his eyes and could only see each other's outline, but not her expression. I saw a little soft light reflected in the other's bright eyes.
"My lord?"
Wei Ci took a heavy breath, put her hands by her side, and after a while, she put her hands on Jiang Pengji's waist.
As he spoke, the placket of his shirt was loosened, revealing a small half of his chest and delicate collarbone.
Jiang Pengji nibbled it twice, and the aftertaste seemed to be smashing her mouth.
"The taste is good. After waiting for ten or eight years' agreement, why did I agree to it at that time?" Jiang Pengji smiled happily, "It's still reasonable for Zishi to talk about it all day - why can't you stay here for the sake of happiness? Here? Enjoy it when you have fun, why bother yourself?"
Wei Ci was stunned.
He intuitively found that Jiang Pengji's state was not right, but he didn't know what was wrong.
"Zixiao - do you know, I probably have a few days to live -"
Jiang Pengji sighed and said with a smile, so Wei Ci thought that Jiang Pengji was joking.
As soon as he heard the word "death", his expression sank suddenly.
"The lord is blessed with profound blessings, the world is full of spirits, and the future must be the Supreme Being of Ninety-five, how can you curse yourself like this?"
Jiang Pengji chuckled, and she said, "I just love listening to Zi Xiao's words."
Wei Ci's face did not improve, but instead asked her, "Master also thinks Ci is just a flattering and flattering villain?"
"Of course not."
"In this case, the lord should know what Ci said, every word from the heart, you should not listen to it as a simple 'good word'."
Wei Ci is a very sincere person, and Jiang Pengji really can't beat him in this regard.
"The lord will live a hundred years, and there will be many descendants in the future—"
Jiang Pengji blinked and said with a smile, "Are the descendants of the 'day' full?"
Wei Ci was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to understand the ambiguity of her words, and most of her face was flushed with anger.
If his lord continues to be so violent, how will he face the word "day" in the future
"People have good and bad luck, if I tell you for sure, I can't live a hundred years, and I will die suddenly-"
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, before she could finish speaking, Wei Ci, who was trapped on the ground by her, was suddenly shocked, and turned to press her down.
The two were so close together that their breaths were intertwined.
Jiang Pengji didn't need to look, she knew that Wei Ci was angry.
"You can't die violently!"
Jiang Pengji responded with a smile, and said perfunctorily, "Mmmm, it's impossible to die suddenly, at most an early death—"
Wei Ci couldn't hear these words, especially when they were linked to Jiang Pengji.
How can anyone curse themselves for being short-lived all day long. If the gods and Buddhas in the sky really hear it, and make the long-lived her short-lived, Wei Ci will not be crazy
"Zixiao—I don't want to—" Jiang Pengji sighed, raised his hand and caressed his back, the two of them turned from up and down to lying on their side, face to face, "I don't believe in fate, but sometimes I have to believe it. If not Helpless, I don't want to abandon the foundation that has just started, let go of my ambitions, and leave with a heartless heart—the life I stole is too short, too short—"
Wei Ci's expression changed, her slender fingers clenched into fists, and her nails were embedded in her flesh.
"You're a smart person, you probably guessed it, I'm not Liu Xi." Jiang Pengji said, "My surname is Jiang, my name is Pengji, and I come from a very distant world. I stole Liu Xi's life, although It's not what I want, but if others want to take it back, I can't do anything about it. Wei Zixiao - you said that I have coveted you for so many years, and your heart is clear, you still won't allow me?"
Wei Ci listened blankly, as if listening to a scripture from heaven.
His lips moved, and he was speechless for a while.
"The stolen life will surely be taken back by God?" He regained his senses, "If so, Ci may be able to accompany the lord for a while."
Unfortunately, he Wei Ci is also a "thief".
Jiang Pengji knew the deep meaning of what he said, smiled and leaned closer, and took a sip on his mouth.
"Sure enough, Zixiao is the most considerate."
No matter how many years have passed, Wei Ci is still not used to Jiang Pengji's enthusiasm.
He abides by his identity and dares not arrogate and offend in any scene, even if it is such a thing, he is led by the other party.
Don't look at Jiang Pengji's lack of actual combat experience, but in the interstellar era, why don't you have anything
She has rich theoretical knowledge and is familiar with various difficult poses.
Jiang Pengji saw that Wei Ci had a tacit intention, and touched his right hand from his chest to his waist, fumbled for a while, and opened the knot with his hands.
His clothes were half unraveled, his eyes were hazy, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor.
During the dawdling, Jiang Pengji's clothes loosened a little, which made Wei Ci feel unstoppable.
Jiang Pengji was about to grope her hands down, when the tip of her ear moved, and a strange movement came from outside the door.
Looking up suddenly, I happened to see a tall black shadow flashing past the door.
Jiang Pengji calmed down, got up quickly, and opened the door while closing her clothes.
Wei Ci seemed to have been splashed with a basin of water, and all the haze in her eyes disappeared, replaced by reason and solemnity.
"My lord?"
Seeing that Jiang Pengji remained motionless in her posture of opening the door, Wei Ci hurriedly lit the lamp beside him.
Looking forward, he saw a long black wooden box on the ground. The outside of the wooden box was intricately carved with auspicious clouds and dragon and phoenix patterns.
In addition, there was a crouching creature lying on top of the wooden box, its soft and plump body spread out like a meat pie.
The other party seemed to have noticed them too, raised his head laboriously, and stared straight at them with two black grape-like eyes.
Jiang Pengji's face was a little gloomy.
If it wasn't for someone who made a noise on purpose, she wouldn't have noticed that there was someone outside!
"Bring them in—" Jiang Pengji said gloomily.
Wei Ci could only crouch down, grab the black and white meatloaf with one hand, and pick up the black wooden box with the other.
"Eh?"
He thought the wooden box was very light, but the actual weight was far beyond his imagination, and he couldn't carry it with one hand.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji reached out to help.
She shook her weight, not knowing what was in it, the weight was approaching 100 pounds!
Wei Ci found that there was a piece of letter paper under the black and white meatloaf.
"Come in-"
Jiang Pengji's face was a little stinky. Anyone who was in the mood to be interrupted by foreign objects would not be in a good mood.
Wei Ci did not dare to hand the strange letter directly to Jiang Pengji. What if the poison was smeared on it
When he opened it, Wei Ci was shocked.
"The craftsmanship of this paper is really ingenious—"
As white as snow, as thin as a catkin, even the best rice paper is less than one ten thousandth.
Looking at the above, there are only two sentences.
[Made by your lord, serve it along the way.]
[When your destiny is about to end, I will come back to find you.]