My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

Song Qingcheng thought that this thought was more terrifying than seeing a ghost, and his mind was in a mess right now, so it would be better for him to calm down first.

However, Pei Huaizhi, who was always busy, seemed to have some free time today. As soon as she entered the house, Pei Huaizhi followed her in.

Song Qingcheng immediately asked, "Master Pei, we are not going to the study anymore."

Pei Huaizhi: "It's time for dinner."

Song Qingcheng then remembered that it was indeed getting late.

The two of them had a very light meal in the evening. Pei Huaizhi didn't care much for food, but he always had a better appetite when he was with Song Qingcheng. He even ate half a bowl of light white porridge more than usual.

Song Qingcheng felt mixed emotions after the meal. Compared to Pei Huaizhi's good appetite, Song Qingcheng only ate a few bites and then put down her bowl and chopsticks.

Pei Huaizhi saw that she was losing interest, and he knew that his previous words seemed to have scared her.

"Don't think too much. You are still young after all. I am just too anxious!" After all, Song Qingcheng is three years younger than him.

Then Song Qingcheng heard him continue: "The situation in Jinling City is complicated now. I may not be able to arrive in time like I did today. You must be on guard against others in the future, understand?"

Song Qingcheng was about to refute that she could handle the prince's affairs, but when she saw the faint fatigue on Pei Huaizhi's face, she changed her words and said, "I know."

"Also, if you have any problems while I'm away, send someone to look for me."

In fact, Song Qingcheng has never developed such a habit from her previous life to this life. She is used to solving problems by herself.

But since you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you, she still agreed.

Then he thought about the matter between the prince and Xie Wan Ning, but he couldn't understand what went wrong. How did Xie Wan Ning become the prince's concubine, and now she is pregnant? This is completely different from his previous life.

Seeing that no one said anything, Pei Huaizhi opened his mouth to remind them, "Go wash up!"

A voice that was even cooler than the night reached Song Qingcheng's ears, "Master Pei, why don't you go take a shower first!"

Habits are terrible. Song Qingcheng was a little embarrassed at the beginning about sharing a bucket of water, but after doing it many times, she got used to it.

However, after saying this, Pei Huaizhi did not even raise his head, holding the policy paper in his hand, and said lightly: "If Manman is ready to be a mother, I don't mind washing first!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng frowned, wondering what this was all about. How could she not understand this? So she said, "I don't understand what Lord Pei is saying?"

Having said that, he turned around and went to the next room.

Pei Huaizhi saw the beautiful figure disappearing behind the pearl curtain, and then sighed. He found that since he married Song Qingcheng, he sighed much more frequently than before. Matters of the heart were actually much more complicated than the treacherous court.

For a moment, he couldn't find a good way for the two of them to get along.

After a while, Song Qingcheng came out from the side room. She had a slender neck, black hair, rosy lips and a fair face, like a captivating fairy.

Pei Huaizhi waved his hand gently.

Seeing this, Song Qingcheng was slightly stunned and a little nervous.

Pei Huaizhi said, "Now you are not very courageous anymore. You treat me like a mouse seeing a cat. Am I more terrifying than the prince here?"

Song Qingcheng whispered, "Of course!"

Pei Huaizhi didn't bother with her and waved to her, "Come here"

Song Qingcheng didn't know what Pei Huaizhi was going to do, and hesitated whether to go over!

What were you doing there? In the end, you took a few steps forward reluctantly.

Pei Huaizhi frowned slightly, and his voice was unusually clear and calm, "Can I still eat you? If your legs can't walk, do you want me to give you a few injections?"

He was very annoyed by Song Qingcheng's vigilance, but he was not on guard against others at all. In the end, all that vigilance was directed at him.

Suddenly, he remembered the dirty talk at the table when he was entertaining officials before. The couple knew that if the wife got angry, the man would just carry her to the bed without thinking and fuck her hard a few times, and then all his temper would disappear.

However, he always felt that this argument was a fallacy, and he believed more in taking things step by step. But now, he didn't know why he was a little shaken.

Song Qingcheng looked at Pei Huaizhi's face and felt that he was very serious in saying those few words, and seemed to be suppressing some displeasure!

"Master Pei, what do you want?"

Song Qingcheng walked up to the man and asked in confusion.

Pei Huaizhi finally compromised. The complicated expression on his face faded away. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

Song Qingcheng was completely unprepared. She lost her balance and fell on Pei Huaizhi's chest. She looked up at him.

Pei Huaizhi's face is truly impeccable, and it can be seen that God favors him.

He had long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a pair of pitch-black pupils, just like black glass. Only now did she realize that he not only had double eyelids but also double pupils, so his pupils looked much darker than normal ones. He looked like a banished immortal, with a clear and cold temperament that suddenly made people lose all hope for romantic things.

Perhaps because they were too close, Song Qingcheng found that Pei Huaizhi in front of her looked somewhat familiar. It was not because she was familiar with him in her previous life, but because it was as if she had seen him when she was young. However, she heard that he was sent out of the capital when he was very young, so they must have never seen him before.

There was no time to think about it. Song Qingcheng's current state was definitely a bit ambiguous, so she wanted to climb on him, but in a panic, she secretly pressed places that she shouldn't have.

Sure enough, a muffled groan came from above my head.

Song Qingcheng's face instantly turned red as if blood was about to come out. She didn't know why, but she pinched it and felt that the thing in her palm changed instantly. She let go of her hand as if it was burned.

No matter how calm Pei Huaizhi was, his expression changed at this moment, and his pupils were covered with a layer of desire. He looked at her very seriously.

The situation was difficult to resolve for a while.

Pei Huaizhi pressed his slightly cool fingertips on Song Qingcheng's face, and he suddenly didn't want to take it slow anymore.

The slight chill came from her fingertips, causing her to shudder.

"Ah!"

Song Qingcheng wrinkled her nose.

Pei Huaizhi regained some of his rationality, and the desire in his eyes also subsided a little. He used force on his wrist to pull her to sit on his lap, took the cotton cloth in her hand, and carefully wrung out the wet hair behind her.

But Song Qingcheng really didn't want to sit on his lap at all, so she had to hold her breath and move carefully.

"What are you fidgeting about?"

Pei Huaizhi said in a hoarse voice.

"It's uncomfortable. That thing hurts!"

Song Qingcheng turned around and spoke to Pei Huaizhi seriously with a red face.

"..."

Pei Huaizhi felt more and more that he would be pissed off to death by Song Qingcheng sooner or later.

He used both hands to pull the person away from his arms.

The world was spinning and Song Qingcheng was already sitting steadily on the Arhat bed. Before she could react, everything in front of her eyes went dark.