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

There was really no other way, so Song Qingcheng bit her teeth and had to start with the clean underskirt.

"Sigh~"

Song Qingcheng tore off most of her clean skirt, revealing two slender and well-proportioned legs. Fortunately, there was no one around, so she couldn't care less.

After treating Pei Huaizhi's wound, she did not have time to rest for a moment, but instead walked around. Knife wounds are most likely to become inflamed and feverish, and this was what she was worried about. She had to find something to cool him down. Sure enough, although the post station was dilapidated, the well for water was still there.

She used a broken jar to make some for backup, and returned to Pei Huaizhi, but she did not dare to rest, for fear that Pei Huaizhi would make a mistake.

Song Qingcheng rested her chin on her knees and stared at him deeply. She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart at that moment. It was indescribable, like anger, resentment, unwillingness and palpitations.

In her previous life, she couldn't understand and always complained that he couldn't accompany her. She also felt that she had given her heart to the wrong person. Today, as a husband, he is considered competent. She can't seem to blame him for anything. Let's just live our lives.

In the middle of the night, Song Qingcheng heard some noise and quickly looked towards Pei Huaizhi, only to see that he was frowning.

I was shocked. What I feared came true.

She put her hand on Pei Huaizhi's forehead, and it was indeed hot. She stood up quickly, but her legs were not only torn but also sore. She almost fell down, and she managed to hold on to the pillar beside her to keep her footing. She folded up some rags, soaked them in cold water, and covered Pei Huaizhi's forehead with them.

She also used well water to wipe the back of his neck to cool him down, but she didn't know if this would help, so she had to give it a try.

Song Qingcheng was busy, but she didn't notice that the unconscious person had slowly opened his narrow phoenix eyes.

Pei Huaizhi felt hot all over at this moment. He opened his eyes and saw shoulders as white and flawless as white porcelain. The skin was snow-white, smooth and slender, which stimulated his eyes so much that the desire in his bones completely broke through his reason.

Did she dream again? Since she was in his dream, he could do whatever he wanted, so he no longer controlled his desire for her and raised his hand to clamp Song Qingcheng's neck.

What followed was complete indulgence and primitive bloodiness.

Song Qingcheng was caught off guard and cried out "Ah" as Pei Huaizhi's fierce kiss drowned her. The fresh breath instantly filled her mouth. Her head was buzzing, and when she reacted, she subconsciously retreated, but the gap between her strength and Pei Huaizhi's was too big, and she was not able to react in time at first, so she finally failed to escape Pei Huaizhi's grip.

Song Qingcheng...

This person was injured, but how come her strength didn't decrease at all? Pei Huaizhi pressed her against the wall behind her and she couldn't move at all.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Hasn't this person always been conceited, calm and self-controlled? He doesn't even look at his current situation.

As if sensing her distraction, he deliberately bit the tip of her tongue.

A warm and tingling touch came between her lips. Song Qingcheng felt pain and slightly opened her cherry lips. However, Pei Huaizhi took advantage of the situation and easily captured the tip of her tongue. He conquered her and kissed her to death. Song Qingcheng's eyes went dark and she felt like she was about to suffocate.

She can't be the first person in Wei to be kissed to death.

She froze in confusion, her mind going blank.

Between lips and teeth, there is a cool and refreshing breath from him.

There is the sound of my heartbeat, boom, boom in my ears.

She didn't know whether it was her heartbeat or Pei Huaizhi's.

Pei Huaizhi was covered in wounds now. She wanted to push him away, but she didn't know where to start. Song Qingcheng was a little anxious. She stared at the person in front of her with her apricot-like eyes. The bright moonlight shone through the dilapidated window onto Pei Huaizhi's handsome face.

Pei Huaizhi, who was always calm and cold, now closed his eyes, his long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead revealed his owner's nervousness. Seeing Pei Huaizhi like this, for some reason, her withered heart gave birth to a trace of throbbing as when she first met him in her previous life.

She cursed herself inwardly for being useless, but she also convinced herself that it would be okay to just give in just this once.

She gave up resisting and wanted to feel Pei Huaizhi's kiss.

Unexpectedly, Pei Huaizhi put aside his initial impatience, kissed the corner of her lips as if to comfort her, and fainted on her shoulder again!

Song Qingcheng: “….”

what is this?

Song Qingcheng was filled with anger, her white teeth showing between her red lips, and she said harshly, "Scumbag!"

Pei Huaizhi, who fell into coma again, was unaware of anything. He was like a satiated beast, with a satisfied smile on his lips. His face was no longer the hot red, but had returned to pale color.

Song Qingcheng put her hand on it and it was no longer hot.

Her cheeks were flushed and she licked the stinging corners of her lips. There was a faint smell of blood. As expected, he had bitten her.

It's totally inexplicable! I must stay away from this person in the future.

She rubbed her aching temples, and seeing the person sleeping next to her, she almost lost herself again. She couldn't tell whether she was relieved or disappointed.

The next day, when Song Qingcheng woke up in a daze, the sun was just rising. She thought of Pei Huaizhi and suddenly looked to the side, only to see that he had not woken up yet.

She put a thin finger under his nose.

Fortunately, it is alive!

I don't think Pei Huaizhi will die so young.

Pei Huaizhi felt like he had a beautiful dream. Suddenly he thought of Song Qingcheng and opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw Song Qingcheng looking at her with a pitiful expression.

That's how he felt.

" you!"

Pei Huaizhi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Song Qingcheng, who looked so miserable. Then he broke out in a cold sweat. Song Qingcheng in front of him had two snow-white arms exposed. Her skirt was incomplete, and her two slender and straight legs were faintly visible in the torn skirt. Her bright red lips were swollen and her lip petals were broken. She looked like she had been bullied.

When Song Qingcheng saw Pei Huaizhi suddenly open his eyes, she turned her face away embarrassedly.

In Pei Huaizhi's eyes, it seemed like he had suffered a great injustice.

Could it be that the masked assassin caught up with her and did something to her while he was unconscious? He hated himself for falling unconscious at the wrong time and failing to protect her.

Seeing Song Qingcheng in such a state, he no longer had any romantic thoughts in his mind and was left with only heartache.

He took off his clothes and put them on Song Qingcheng, wrapping her up tightly. He said helplessly and palely, "Don't be sad, I will definitely seek justice for you!"

Song Qingcheng turned her head and saw his face. It seemed that she had misunderstood something. She was looking at her body which was wrapped tightly by him.

What does Pei Huaizhi mean by this! ?

Song Qingcheng was speechless, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. Had this man completely forgotten what he had done the night before?