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He hugged Pei Jing all night, his arms were so numb that they were not his own, and his waist hurt a little when he stood upright, but Meng Chuji didn't dare to move, his head nodded when he was sleepy, he woke up and sleepy, sleepy and woke up again After going through the night repeatedly, Pei Jing finally woke up.

Meng Chuji was still sleepy, eyes closed drowsily, Pei Jing raised his head slightly, his nerves were sluggish for a while, and then he was cruel and pushed him away heavily.

Meng Chuji opened his eyes in a jerk, stabilized his figure and almost fell, and looked at Pei Jing in astonishment. Pei Jing's complexion improved a lot after sleeping, but the ruthless cold light in his eyes was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart.

Meng Chuji was bleeding profusely from such gazes, and felt a dull pain in his heart, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Qiu Yu, are you feeling better?"

Pei Jing spoke in a steady voice without fluctuations: "Why are you in my room?"

Meng Chuji almost couldn't maintain his expression, "I..."

"go out."

Pei Jing looked away.

Meng Chuji didn't leave, but stepped forward to shake Pei Jing's hand: "I don't. Qiu Yu, don't torture me like this, give me a good time, I can't stand it."

Pei Jing brushed his hand away, turned his face to look at him, and asked: "What do you want? Do you want me to marry you and A-Jiao? Or let me drive you out of the Prince's Mansion and let you take A-Jiao with you?" elopement?"

"Qiu Yu, you misunderstood me. I don't like Gillian. I fell into someone else's trap that day. If I don't save her..."

Meng Chuji hurriedly explained, but Pei Jing interrupted him and only said three words:

"Taiping Temple!"

Meng Chuji's face turned pale in an instant.

"That's because Gillian is going to be married to that Weasel Taoist priest, I..."

Pei Jing stared straight into his eyes and said, "How dare you swear that you have never had a crush on A-Jiao? Dare you swear that you have never thought of fleeing back to Dachu?"

Meng Chuji was almost suffocated: "I swear that I have never had a crush on A-Jiao."

He has always regarded Gillian as his younger sister.

But fleeing back to Dachu...

Pei Jing sneered: "So you like Shangguan Ting?"

"No, no, no one." Meng Chuji kept shaking his head, "I don't like them, not at all."

When Pei Jing heard this, he ruthlessly gave him four words: "I don't believe you."

Meng Chuji's heart was smashed into pieces in an instant.

There was water in his eyes, and Pei Jing was also heartbroken looking at it, but he told himself that he couldn't be soft-hearted.

He doesn't like anyone because he's ready to go.

But he promised him that he would not leave him.

--fraud!

I won't trust him anymore, and I don't want to give him any trust.

"go out."

Pei Jing got up and moved away from him.

Meng Chuji looked at his absolute back, clenched his fists, rushed towards him, hugged him tightly, Pei Jing frowned in shock, and was about to reprimand him when he looked back, but Meng Chuji broke his body and hooked him His neck forced him to bow his head, and he kissed her.

Pei Jing's complexion changed drastically, and she resisted his kiss, preventing him from succeeding.

He should have been happy with such a kiss, but when he thought of his deception and ultimate purpose, he felt cold in his heart.

He is the one planning to leave, so what is that?

Is his heart worthless? Could he do whatever he wants because of his liking?

Thinking of this, Pei Jing clasped Meng Chuji's shoulders and pushed him away without leaving any room.

He will no longer be so stupid, a kiss can impress.

Meng Chuji did not let go, no matter how he pushed, his lips kept kissing him and did not leave his mouth. He put the weight of his whole body on him, so heavy that he stepped back again and again.

I didn't think he was heavy before. After knowing that he was a man, he realized that his height and weight were not much less than him. He pressed him so strongly that he stepped back several steps, and his waist touched the round table. , he leaned his body so that he could not hide.

His lips and teeth entangled and rubbed, he bit and touched randomly, greedily absorbing his breath, jerky but deadly, Pei Jing's breathing became chaotic, and the clenched teeth accidentally relaxed a little, allowing him to penetrate into his mouth. in the mouth.

The tongues danced together, Meng Chuji put his arms around his neck, and kissed him more eagerly, as if he was looking for some comfort.

The more Pei Jing resisted, the more fierce he became. When kissing before, he was as shy as a woman, but now he looks like a vicious dog.

Nose tip to nose tip, lips to lips, Pei Jing thought sadly: How nice it would be if he kissed him because he liked him.

Meng Chuji kissed fiercely, and he didn't dare to open his eyes from the beginning to the end. He was afraid of Pei Jing's disgusted eyes and Pei Jing's resisting expression. He couldn't bear it, really couldn't bear it.

It would be fine if he was really a bastard who cheated his feelings and played with his sincerity without mercy.

How could he still be in such pain?

For a moment, Pei Jing stopped struggling, and accepted his kiss obediently, but he didn't respond at all, as if his kiss didn't arouse his interest. Meng Chuji slowly stopped and let go, as if he had been poured cold water. He drove away, squatting on the ground and covering his face.

Above, Pei Jing's voice was indifferent: "What do you mean?"

Meng Chuji's throat seemed to be stuck by a knife, and he asked with difficulty: "Don't you understand?"

Pei Jing said without thinking, "I don't understand."

"Qiu Yu, I...I have already..."

Every word is so hard.

Meng Chuji was on the verge of choking.

Pei Jing looked down at him condescendingly, her eyes were calm, she waited for a long time, but she lost her patience before he finished speaking: "Since you like this place, then stay here."

What is there to say.

It's just that he already knew he was wrong.

But what's wrong with him, he wants to go back to Dachu for his family, he doesn't like him because he is also a man, he just doesn't like him.

The footsteps became more and more hasty, Pei Jing disappeared into the bedroom.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, fearing that his heart would soften and the unfeeling he tried so hard to pretend would collapse.

And when he disappeared, Meng Chuji finally put down his hand, his palm was wet, water dripped from between his fingers, and melted into the dust on the ground.

Three days have passed, and Meng Chuji hasn't seen Pei Jing again. He shut himself in the room, drank three days of wine, drank from day to night, from night to day, drank to sleep, woke up and continued to drink, ah Fu couldn't persuade him, and Doctor Liu couldn't persuade him either. Later, Meng Chuji had a problem with drinking, so he stopped.

Meng Chuji's abdomen was very distended, and his belly protruded as if he was pregnant with a child. He lowered his eyes and asked calmly, "How to cure it?"

Dr. Liu said with some difficulty: "Master, you drank so much wine that you were able to flush the big hole with salt water to expel the flatulence in your stomach."

Meng Chuji was startled, thinking he was hallucinating, so he raised his voice in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Dr. Liu pointed to the back of his waist, and said: "In the big hole, the anus is irrigated by the bamboo tube."

Meng Chuji's expression froze instantly.