After leaving the Zhuque Gate, Pei Jiaoran exhaled a foul breath. Follow Li Xiujing and go straight to the Li Family Courtyard in Lishan Mountain. Although it is already April, there is still a bit of chill in the mountains. Even if you take a bath in the hot spring, you will not feel uncomfortable.

As soon as he entered the bedroom in the other courtyard, a maid came forward to serve Pei Jiaoran and prepare for the soup. Pei Jiaoran was wrapped in a bamboo green tunic, walked to the dressing table, and untied the bun and hairpin. Her black hair was draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and she took the tortoiseshell comb on the table and ran it through her hair. The vermilion tear mole in the corner of his eye rippled in the candlelight, swaying slightly. Li Xiujing's figure was reflected in the bronze mirror. He did not come closer, but just sat there and looked at her, as if an old monk was in trance.

"Girl, you can go take a bath." The maid said.

Pei Jiaoran glanced at Li Xiujing and put down the comb. stood up.

The mist in the small room was so thick that people didn't want to open their eyes. She took off her outer clothes and walked up the stone steps into the water. The water temperature was just right, so she splashed it on her body. However, the slight burning pain forced her to calm down and think about a problem. With such a commotion, Emperor Wei would definitely notice the secret relationship between her and Li Xiujing. And this time she didn't win. Zhang Rang would definitely save his life and unite with Jia Gonglu. He continued to bite her while lingering.

The relationship hidden in the dark will be brought to light once it is revealed. For her, it means making a profit. This was something she couldn't tolerate.

But she knew his desire, and she also understood that he gave in time and time again, just to gain her own approval so that he could facilitate the marriage. Do you really deserve that he cares so much? Why can't he hurt her once, so that if something uncontrollable happens in the future, she won't feel guilty if she takes action.

Ambition is born from power, and human nature is often tortured by interests. In the same struggle for power, there is only life and death, and there is no breathing space. Love and power cannot be confused. Even if there is love, under power, it must take a back seat.

Pei Jiaoran closed his eyes and leaned against the pool wall, his body slowly sliding down. Until the hot water reaches the top of your head. Until this moment, she had to admit that she had Li Xiujing in her heart, and even felt a little guilty about him. He meets her needs, and she can only share some benefits. The water waves hit her continuously, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe. Just when she felt about to suffocate, she was suddenly picked up from the water.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Li Xiujing's anxious and worried eyes.

"What happened?" Li Xiujing asked.

Pei Jiaoran calmed down his thoughts and looked at the wet Li Xiujing in front of him. Taking advantage of the buoyancy in the water, Yang's head slowly reached a height that was at eye level with him. Cai Dao said: "Can Li Sikong really tolerate you and me continuing to get along with each other in this kind of relationship? Li Xiujing, I want to know an answer."

Under her sharp gaze, Li Xiujing was a little flustered. He was hiding something from her, and the answer she wanted was exactly what he wanted to see most. But he was also afraid that once she knew about it, the relationship between the two would become estranged. Both parties understand each other's desires, but they are accompanied by calculations of interests. He is not alone, and it is impossible not to fight for it.

He avoided her gaze and brushed away the wet hair stuck to the corners of her eyes. Press the fingertips on the vermilion tear mole and rub it gently. His voice was low, "Jiajia, I want to take you back. Meet them as husband and wife, not as a junior. I know that the Li family is what it is today because of you, and you have given us a lot of benefits. Neither do I." Think about it and ask for more.”

"Li Xiujing, how can this be so easy?" Pei Jiaoran held Li Xiujing's face and looked at him helplessly. His voice was as calm as ever, "Everyone has desires. Even if you don't want to, what about the rest of the Li family? Will they tolerate you like this? Furthermore, once you and I get married, do I have to give more benefits to ensure the benefits? The stability of the alliance. I can allow you to do many things, but you cannot covet my power."

"Do you have to look at me like this?" Li Xiujing reached out and held Pei Jiaoran's hand, bringing her to his heart. His body moved closer to her little by little, and the possessiveness and desire in his eyes were ignited. Pushing her to the wall of the pool step by step, "I am different from them. But you are always unwilling to let me see the real you. Jiajia, are you sincere or hypocritical to me?"

Pei Jiaoran's hand still stayed on Li Xiujing's heart, and his hand had already been attached to her neck. Feel the pulsation of your pulse from your neck to the base of your ears. Her eyes were still calm, but her breathing became increasingly rapid, indicating that the feelings hidden deep in her heart had been aroused.

Pei Jiaoran peeled off his girdle, but did not throw it out of the water. Instead, she entangled his hands, and the belt was pulled apart by her fingertips, and she lay wearily on the water. A pair of eyes looked at him with a half-smile, and his hand sank into the water to grasp the spear accurately. There was a smile on his lips, watching as his breathing gradually became faster. What appeared in his eyes was exactly the same possession, but wrapped in provocation and threat.

"I want everything about you too..." Pei Jiaoran blinked, and the end of his voice was deliberately prolonged. The hand hidden in the water pulled the tie that was pulled from nowhere and tied it to the spear. He circled the top with his fingers, "Isn't it good to just keep the relationship like this?"

His body was mercilessly burned by desire, and only his legs could still move. Li Xiujing looked at Pei Jiaoran in front of her with deep eyes, biting her lip without saying a word.

Pei Jiaoran laughed out loud and approached Li Xiujing. Her lips landed on his Adam's apple, biting it gently while her hands kept moving.

"Jiajia..." Li Xiujing's voice was a little hoarse, and there was sadness in her eyes.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his head and kissed the corner of his mouth. She leaned into his ear and said, "Don't worry, I'm measured."

In the spring pool, his mind was washed away by waves. And she always maintained clear eyes and looked at him with a smile. Finally the frenulum was torn off, and he endured the pain and looked at her.

After a brief moment of respite, both of them seemed to be furious. He hugged her with his arms and pulled her into the clouds, while she wrapped around him like a vine, pulling him into the deep tide. The sound of water covered up the sound of lips and tongues entangled. Water waves splashed on the edge of the pool.

Li Xiujing hugged Pei Jiaoran and held her hands. He took her out of the spring pool and placed her on a low couch on one side for resting. The bodies then fell down, and the candlelight reflected on their bodies.

"Tsk...you seem satisfied?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Xiujing glared at her fiercely, and then replaced his mood with actions.

"Isn't it a good thing?" Pei Jiaoran's eyes were lazy, "Erlang, as long as you want, we can always maintain this relationship. If you don't have other ideas, we can always be intimate."

Li Xiujing sighed slightly as his eyes fell on Pei Jiaoran's face. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Then will you take me to your heart?"

"If you were not in my heart, how could we be like this?"

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