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

She is so soft, fragrant and warm, and he is not a celibate monk, so how could he not be tempted?

He didn't touch her before, but he saw that Song Qingcheng was somewhat averse to this matter. It is always not good to force such a matter of family ethics.

He wanted to wait a little longer for the fruit. After all, there was still a long time to come. As long as she didn't let go, Song Qingcheng would never escape from his grasp.

He doesn't want to eat bitter fruit, and he doesn't want to force love!

Although this bitter fruit is still a fruit! ! ! ! !

But he still wants to eat good fruit!

Maybe it could happen today. He felt that Song Qingcheng didn't seem to be so averse to that matter anymore.

So Pei Huaizhi asked in a hoarse voice.

"is it okay?"

Pei Huaizhi held the back of Song Qingcheng's head and pressed her whole body against him. The hot breath on his body made Song Qingcheng shiver.

It feels like being burned by fire.

Song Qingcheng looked into Pei Huaizhi's eyes, "Is it okay if I say no?"

"I think it's not possible, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Huaizhi turned around and put Song Qingcheng directly on the bed.

Song Qingcheng, "..................."

This person is teasing her! ! ! ! This is not about not asking her, this is about notifying her!

What a dog!

Pei Huaizhi didn't know why, but he could see the provocation in Song Qingcheng's eyes. He suddenly felt itchy in his heart. He didn't give her the chance to laugh at her anymore, and suddenly lowered his head to capture her lips.

Song Qingcheng's heartbeat was as pounding as a drum.

It seemed that Pei Huaizhi was only lightly tasted at the beginning, and was a little immature, while Song Qingcheng felt that all her facial features were filled with the refreshing smell of Pei Huaizhi.

Maybe it's because the first time is new, the second time is familiar, and after a while, Pei Huaizhi seemed to have found the pattern. Originally, he just tasted it lightly like a dragonfly skimming the water, but later on, he showed a clear and intense momentum with wild desire.

Because of lack of oxygen, Song Qingcheng felt a little dizzy.

In a panic, Pei Huaizhi actually chased the tip of her tongue.

Song Qingcheng subconsciously said, Pei Huaizhi...

Pei Huaizhi closed his eyes, his long black eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing his master's nervousness. Sensing that Song Qingcheng was distracted, he bit her lightly as a punishment.

Song Qingcheng screamed in pain and exclaimed, but all of her words were swallowed into Pei Huai's mouth, with a distant smell of pine wood.

Pei Huaizhi left Pei Huaizhi's lips and looked at Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng is as beautiful as a peach or plum. "What's wrong?"

Compared to his own nervousness, he felt that Song Qingcheng seemed a little too calm.

"nothing!"

Pei Huaizhi put his hand on Song Qingcheng's waist. Although Song Qingcheng had been avoiding consummating her marriage with Pei Huaizhi before, she later came to her senses. Since they were becoming husband and wife again, it was only a matter of time before this happened.

Forget it, just consider it as the harmony of yin and yang.

Maybe it’s good for your body!!

She couldn't pretend to be a chaste and loyal husband in front of Pei Huaizhi. Although Song Qingcheng's attitude was not to actively cater to him, she didn't show much resistance either. She even spared some time to study how Pei Huaizhi's skills had improved.

This aroused Pei Huai's enthusiasm and made her concentrate. Song Qingcheng, who had originally had her eyes open, simply stopped studying and closed her eyes.

Perhaps it was this action that gave Pei Huaizhi confidence. After a few breaths, Song Qingcheng, who had her eyes closed, became unusually sensitive.

Song Qingcheng only felt that the hand that was originally pinching her chin gradually moved downwards until it covered the peak.

His palms were warm through the thin silk lining. Song Qingcheng shrank her neck uncontrollably, then opened her eyes.

"Um... um... turn off the lights! Thank you

Song Qingcheng was trembling all over, and Pei Huaizhi had no time to care about this.

However, Song Qingcheng felt that she was not used to being honest with each other, so she twisted her body and refused to cooperate.

"Lights out...lights out...lights out!

Song Qingcheng refused to give in.

Pei Huaizhi gently grasped her wrist, guided her slender and delicate arm, placed it on his waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Manman, look, where is the candlelight, it is daybreak, how can you turn off the lights? Your request is really a bit too much."

Song Qingcheng was also confused. It was indeed not candlelight, but the faint glow of morning light. It was actually daybreak!

When Pei Huaizhi finished speaking, he even took the opportunity to gently bite that place.

This touched Song Qingcheng and she suddenly felt panic in her heart. She felt as if she was thrown into a void. She felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness in her heart, which made her want to break free from the man's shackles right now. Her long and slender legs bent subconsciously.

Pei Huaizhi groaned in pain and relief, and tightened his grip on her wrist, implying a warning that she was not allowed to move.

Song Qingcheng just felt that Pei Huaizhi was too torturous.

Pei Huaizhi remembered that it would be painful the first time, so he tried his best to prepare Song Qingcheng so that she would suffer less. He didn't want Song Qingcheng to have a trauma about the relationship between husband and wife, nor did he want him to think that his skills were bad.

How could Song Qingcheng bear it? The emptiness in the black hole in her heart became heavier. She was like a small boat in the ocean, drifting unsteadily. She just wanted to find the lighthouse quickly and reach the shore as soon as possible.

Pei Huaizhi was very satisfied.

All that could be heard was the soft Wu dialect sound that unconsciously emanated from Song Qingcheng's lips.

"Is it okay this time?"

Pei Huaizhi stopped what he was doing!

Song Qingcheng forced herself to suppress the desire in her heart. Hearing this, she opened her sparkling eyes, only to see that Pei Huaizhi, that bastard, was staring at her with his deep eyes without any reservation.

At this point, this man has become a gentleman.

Song Qingcheng spoke word by word, "Okay!" But her voice was far from having any momentum, and was softer than ever before, with a slight tremor that she herself didn't even notice, and it actually sounded a bit like begging for mercy.

After she finished speaking, Song Qingcheng felt so angry that she wanted to bite off her tongue. Her body was so disappointing.

Pei Huaizhi laughed softly, indescribably charming.

Song Qingcheng was so regretful that she said with the few remaining bits of rationality in her mind, "Okay, thank you for your service, my husband!" Her voice was still soft and a little trembling!

Pei Huaizhi knew that this was Song Qingcheng. No matter what the time, even if she was in a weak position, she would never be inferior to others.

After Song Qingcheng said this, she looked at Pei Huaizhi without any hesitation.

It was not known whether it was the original intention of Song Qingcheng's overly coquettish and soft voice, or the unforgiving tone of her words, or the word "husband" which she never easily heard from his mouth, but Pei Huaizhi's last string of rationality was completely broken.

His hands did not stop for a moment, following the exquisite curves, and gently took off the inner clothes of the person under him.

"You won't regret it, will you?"