As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

Pei Yanxing believed that if it weren't for the fact that Pei Yancheng carried the Pei family name, Pei Yancheng would have been dead long ago when Ling Qi used the glass to scratch him, and it would not have been his turn to deal with it.

Ling Qi still spared Pei Yancheng's life for him.

Now that things have happened, the people in the second house not only don't know how to restrain themselves, but they intensify their behavior. Some things must be decided and settled.

The only thing he can't feel sorry for is the old man and the old lady.

Pei Yanxing's eyes moved slightly, and the hand on Ling Qi's shoulder moved, turning to a holding position. He took Ling Qi out and sent her back to his yard. He didn't go in, "You go back and rest first, Aye is still here." Waiting for you to go back."

Ling Qi paused, naturally knowing what he was going to do.

After a few seconds of silence, Ling Qi looked at the darkness and chill that could not be covered by the night on the man, and only said a few words, "Come back soon."

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The moonlight dimmed slightly, and at some point, the bedroom door handle turned slightly, and a man in black gently pushed open the bedroom door.

In the darkness, the man went directly to the bathroom and came out of the bathroom after about half an hour.

He had already put on clean pajamas. He walked to the bed and just lifted the quilt when he suddenly asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ling Qi got up from the bed, turned on the bedside wall lamp, and looked at the man who had cleaned up without a trace of blood smell. When her eyes glanced at his red and swollen side face and right fist, she turned around and took an unpackaged bag from the bedside table. small porcelain jar.

She waved, "Come up."

After hearing this call, Pei Yanxing's depression dissipated instantly. He climbed up on the bed with his long legs and sat down with one leg bent facing Ling Qi.

Ling Qi unscrewed the small medicine jar, scraped a little white ointment with her fingers, and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Pei Yanxing reached out his hand in cooperation.

Gently cool ointment was applied to the back of her hand. Ling Qi lowered her eyes and held the man's warm hand to spread it carefully little by little.

From Pei Yanxing's angle, he could just see Ling Qi's slightly drooping long eyelashes.

Looking further down, the silk pajamas stick to the body, and under the white collarbone, the collar reveals little bits of spring light because of the forward leaning of the back.

The room seemed to suddenly heat up, and Pei Yanxing stared at that spot with his dark eyes, his eyes gradually getting darker.

The slightly cold hand touched the side of the aching face again, and the cool ointment was swirled on the cheek with the fingertips.

Ling Qi raised her head to check his injuries, and suddenly met a pair of straight eyes.

When their eyes met, Ling Qi heard her breathing become heavier.

A pair of big hands hugged her waist, and then, before Ling Qi could fasten the lid of the ointment on her hand, she was showered with passionate kisses.

Pei Yanxing put his arms around Ling Qi's waist and pulled her closer.

The tip of the nose, the corners of the lips, the neck, the man points downwards little by little.

A small cry.

Pei Yanxing felt something explode in his mind.

Uncontrollable.

Ling Qi was laid down on the bed, and the man came up to her, and there was another overwhelming kiss.

The sound of squeaking water echoed in the silent air.

After a long time, Pei Yanxing left Ling Qi's lips.

He lowered his eyes and saw that Ling Qi's ink-like hair was scattered across the bed, her face was stained with a slight blush, and her red lips were slightly swollen like blood.

Feeling that the swelling in his lower abdomen was becoming more and more uncomfortable, Pei Yanxing took a deep breath, looked away with difficulty, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

Pei Yanxing covered Ling Qi with the quilt and got up from the bed.

"Pei Yanxing." Ling Qi called softly.

The man paused as he put his feet on the edge of the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and Ling Qi's clear voice continued to come from behind, "You can do it if you want."

With a bang, the rich firelight exploded in the eyes, reflecting the deep and dark eyes.

Pei Yanxing was stunned for a long time and turned his head stiffly.

The Adam's apple rolled again and again, "Your hand is still injured, so you can't."

Ling Qi sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, looked away slightly, moved her red lips slightly, and uttered a few words, "You don't have to use your hands."

The silence of the room.

I don't know how many minutes passed, but Pei Yan moved his lips and said, "Your body is not yet..."

"Forget it, you go take a shower." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man. Ling Qi moved her body expressionlessly, facing the man and preparing to lie down.

Pei Yanxing looked at this sudden change of face and was silent for a moment.

He sighed and grabbed the person who was still lying down, "It's for your own good. Why are you still angry? Or do you want it?"

"Get out!" Ling Qi kicked the man angrily, "Only a devil wants it."

If it weren't for the fact that this man was in a bad mood tonight, could she recommend herself as a pillow?

She said it as if she was not satisfied with her desires.

The man grabbed his foot as he kicked it, and a chuckle burst into his ears.

Ling Qi looked over and saw the dog man suddenly smiled, "Be good, don't go. Seriously, don't use your hands. There are other ways."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qi was pulled out of the quilt by a strong force, and then her whole body was thrown onto the bed.

"Pei Yanxing!" Ling Qi realized something and her pupils suddenly shrank.

However, the man's hand was too strong, and he avoided her injured area and put his two hands behind her back to hold her tightly.

The rustling sound of undressing came from somewhere she couldn't see.

In less than half a minute, Ling Qi's lower body was lifted up by half a minute.

The next second, a burst of cool air poured into the legs.

The silk pajamas were stripped completely.

"Pei Yanxing!" Ling Qi struggled and shouted again with a frown.

A thick shadow shrouded the top of his head, and a moist kiss came from the back of his neck again.

Suddenly a man's low voice came to his ears.

"Baby, close together."

The next day, the sky was bright and Ling Qi woke up quietly in bed.

Feeling something strange at the base of her legs, Ling Qi looked angrily and saw that there was no one on the bed.

"Mom." Ling Luye continued to recuperate for a week after recovering from his illness and did not go to kindergarten.

At the moment, he is sitting in an open space on the first floor specially set aside for him, building Lego.

When he saw the person coming down, he raised his eyes and shouted in a childlike voice, "The sun is shining on my butt. Why did mommy get up? Zaizai has been up for a long time. I wanted to call mommy, but the handsome uncle said that mommy is still sleeping. Don’t let Zaizai call you.”

Since she moved to Pei's house, Ling Qi was worried that the old man would mind, so she taught her little boy to call Pei Yanxing back.

Ling Qi went downstairs and sat next to him, "Where is uncle?"

Xiao Zai Zi shook his head, "The handsome uncle went out after eating with Zai Zai. Grandma Shen came to deliver soup to mom, but the handsome uncle didn't even let him in."

Ling Mo happened to come out of the kitchen, "Miss, Mr. Pei told us not to disturb you this morning. Mrs. Pei sent the soup and was taken away by Mr. Pei. Are you going to have a meal now?"

Ling Qi hummed, but frowned slightly.

At this moment, the man who had gone out early was kneeling at the door of the courtyard where the two elders closed, holding a dark-skinned family treasure.