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"I didn't buy it."

Pei Jing couldn't hide it, so she didn't.

As a result, two mandarin ducks appeared boldly on the desk, which was out of place with the folders on the desk.

Meng Chuji got angry when he saw it: "You didn't buy it, did it fly over from the bookstore?"

Pei Jing coughed: "It was given by someone else."

Meng Chuji was about to die of anger: "If you give it away, you will accept it? You will accept all these things, don't you think it would be embarrassing?"

"Yin and Yang reconcile human nature, Qingqing, you just don't allow me to buy it, and you didn't say that you are not allowed to accept gifts from others, so I naturally accepted it."

"Ha, yin and yang reconciliation? We are two men, where's the yin and yang!"

It's fine if it's yin and yang.

It's Yin Yang, can he be so ashamed?

No wonder there was a set of tricks last night. After seeing this thing, can there be a lot of tricks?

Pei Jing corrected: "Yangyang reconciles human nature, I'll take a look at it at will."

"Just take a look?"

Meng Chuji snatched the album, opened it, and it was like reading a story book. Several pages were folded. It just so happened that the pose that was shattered yesterday was in it, and there were several others that were folded. The pose is obviously what Pei Jing is willing to try, and the number of pages is marked in red, which means that he likes it very much. This is called Sui!meaning!look!look! ?

"You pervert!"

Meng Chuji glared at him viciously, threw the book on his forehead, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Pei Jing was one step ahead of him, walked up to him like a whirlwind, and closed the study door to prevent him from going out. Meng Chuji bumped into him, stepped aside, and made a gesture to pull the door, Pei Jing followed, hugged him and said :

"Why are you angry? We have been newly married for three months, and we have been in love for less than half a month. Isn't it the time to be in love? I really like you, don't be angry, huh?"

Meng Chuji brushed his hand away, still quarreling with him: "It's not you who got tricked, of course you don't feel backache when you stand and talk."

Pei Jing raised her eyebrows: "You want to fuck me that much?"

Meng Chuji stared at him: "Then will you let me do it?"

Pei Jing pursed her lips and thought for a moment, looked at Meng Chuji again and again, as if she was going to let it go if she didn't agree, she finally made up her mind and said, "Just once."

Meng Chuji suddenly turned his anger into joy, "Just once!"

The same man, why is he always being teased, he wants to fuck him, cry him, let him know how powerful he is!

Seeing that he was happy, Pei Jing bowed her head and kissed his eyes: "Satisfied? Are you hungry, come to eat?"

Meng Chuji grabbed his neck, turned his back and kissed his thin lips hard, stiff and heroic, and then ate happily.

During the meal, Meng Chuji still did not forget to ask: "When shall we do it?"

Pei Jing said: "Tonight."

Meng Chuji was delighted, then thought of the lesson from last time, and said solemnly: "No riding."

Pei Jing agreed: "No riding."

Meng Chuji only thought of so much for the time being, and he was in a good mood. He ate one bowl in the morning and two bowls at noon.

It was night, before the sky was completely dark, Meng Chuji was uncharacteristically pestering Pei Jing. Pei Jing had almost dealt with government affairs, so she put down her pen and looked at him helplessly: "Is that what you expect?"

Meng Chuji sneered: "If you don't suffer the hardships I have suffered, how can you understand my mood at this moment?"

Ok.

Pei Jing got up and left from the desk, ready to suffer from what Meng Chuji had suffered, and to understand his mood at the moment.

However, it was still early, and it was obviously impossible to go to bed like this.

Pei Jing asked him: "Do you want to drink?"

When Meng Chuji heard this, his eyes were full of guard: "You'd better not play any tricks!"

Pei Jing rubbed the center of her brows with a headache, and said: "I said I won't go back on my word, drinking is for fun, and there is..."

Meng Chuji pricked up his ears: "Huh?"

Pei Jing coughed: "I'm a little nervous."

Meng Chuji thought about it, let's do it, for the sake of his responsiveness in the past, he drank whenever he drank. Anyway, he has a good capacity for alcohol, so Pei Jing would definitely not be able to drink him.

Pei Jing said to the guards following behind: "Go and get two jars of wine."

The guard went down.

Soon, the two jars of wine were moved to the gazebo.

There is a beautiful moon hanging in the sky, drinking in the house is not interesting, but drinking against the moon is interesting.

Pei Jing and Meng Chuji shared an altar, Meng Chuji frowned: "There are so many, you will get drunk after drinking."

Pei Jing unsealed the wine calmly and said, "I just want to get drunk, after all, it's my first time."

Hearing what he said, Meng Chuji felt that he was a bit pitiful for no reason, but thinking about his own painful experience in the bed, he hardened his heart and said:

"Okay, let's drink."

If he wants to get drunk, let him get drunk, and he can do it when he is drunk, as long as he is not drunk himself.

With this thought in mind, Meng Chuji gave up his life to accompany the gentleman, and took a big gulp first.

Pei Jing drank slowly, even if she was drinking heavily with a ladle, she didn't look vulgar at all, on the contrary she was chic and elegant.

After drinking a jar of wine, Pei Jing didn't appear to be drunk, Meng Chuji felt a little dizzy after drinking half of the jar, and he was puzzled, so he ordered another jar of wine for Pei Jing.

Pei Jing obeyed his order and the guard served another jar of wine.

When the wine was served, Pei Jing opened it and was about to drink it, Meng Chuji said: "Wait, let me have a sip of your wine?"

Pei Jing scooped up the wine from the wooden ladle and handed it to him. Meng Chuji tasted it and spat it out in a "bah" voice: "Your wine has been mixed with water!"

Pei Jing admitted generously: "Well, I can't drink well, so I have to make a bad move."

Meng Chuji gritted his teeth immediately: "You're playing tricks again."

After all, he got up and left.

This time he was really angry.

I don't believe Pei Jing's nonsense anymore.

However, he didn't take a step and his feet softened. He supported the stone table, the shadows in front of his eyes overlapped, and he was very drunk.

Pei Jing pretended to go up to care: "How is it, can you still walk?"

Meng Chuji's sober sense was corroded, and he spoke incoherently, "I can walk, I can walk... I can move, this is the way... hiccup... why is it crooked?"

Pei Jing waved the guard down, and said softly: "It's not crooked, why don't you take a closer look?"

Meng Chuji shook his head, took a closer look, he seemed to be right, and smiled happily.

Pei Jing clung to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to fuck me, do you still want to do it?"

Meng Chuji suddenly remembered the big thing he wanted to do, and nodded repeatedly: "Do it, do it."

Then he went to untie Pei Jing's clothes, Pei Jing stood in front of him, letting him untie, with a faint smile on his lips.

The wine given to Meng Chuji is the strongest wine in the palace called Zuihechun. When you feel three-point drunk, you are actually seven-point drunk. Forget it, the stamina of Zuihechun is ignorant, and it is as inadvertent as a spring breeze when drunk. People who are drunk are prone to indulge in dreams, and it is also called "immortal wine".

The brewing of Zuihechun is complicated, and those who could brew it died in the time of the first emperor. This altar of Zuihechun is the last altar of Zuihechun.

Meng Chuji untied Pei Jing's clothes, but did not take them off, but put them loosely on him, and then took off his own clothes. Seeing that his hands were shaking with excitement, Pei Jing kindly helped him, and loosened his belt. Loosen, and then Meng Chuji started to fuck him with seven or eight pieces of clothes between the two of them.

I don't know what he was doing, but he just leaned forward and bumped against him, and asked:

"Is it big?"

Pei Jing was quite cooperative: "Big."

"Are you happy?"

"happy."

"Am I powerful?"

"sharp."

"Is it the most powerful in the world?"

"Yes."

……

It's hard for him to stand like this for a quarter of an hour. Pei Jing hugged him and doubted his life, and suddenly heard him ask: "Why haven't you cried yet?"