Chapter 92: The Tablet
In fact, whether it was what the snake spirit man said or what Peng Shiqi said, I was not particularly surprised. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
It was originally a matter that could not stand scrutiny for Se Jin to return to Bai Yu's side so easily, I can realize this, and Peng Shiqi must have realized it a long time ago, but things have been delayed recently, or rather, he has other plans.
But that's not my concern, and I know he's in control.
I'm more worried about the snake spirit man right now. He is like grass on the wall, which makes people feel uneasy.
However, looking at the calmness and calmness on Peng Shiqi's face, I felt that he must have confidence, so I held my chin with one hand and asked: "Snake Saiyin was bought so easily, if Qiu Xuchen gives him greater benefits, aren't you afraid that he will rebel again?" ”
Peng Shiqi's dark eyes raised: "No, what I give, Qiu Xuchen will never be able to give." ”
"What?" I asked.
The thin lips opened lightly, and two words spit out: "Tablet." ”
"Oh." I nodded, I see. With the tablet, it is equivalent to having an official position in the underworld, and when the conditions are met, you can return to the position. It's a shortcut, but it's not easy to get through it all the way.
My reaction made Peng Shiqi's originally calm face appear hesitant.
Ordinary people don't know what a tablet is, and I actually nodded and added "oh" in front of him, didn't this arouse his suspicions......
So I hurriedly added: "With the tablet, is the snake spirit man equivalent to having a name?" ”
He stared at me for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "This tablet is equivalent to proof of legal identity in the underworld." As long as he helps me to do things, I will be able to obtain the corresponding official position in the underworld. ”
"So, are you selling your official beard in disguise?"
"It doesn't count." He stood up, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and took them to the kitchen.
I followed him in, and he put all the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and rolled up his sleeves. The cuffs were neatly pulled by him, and only after all the preparations were made did he unscrew the faucet.
His posture of washing the dishes is so elegant, his slender white fingers wiping the bowl, letting the water slide between his fingers, as if he is playing with some utensils.
While he was washing, he asked me, "You haven't been to Bai Yu's house yet, have you?" ”
Although Su Baiyu is in the same city as us, she lives in a remote area close to the countryside, but the environment is relatively good and very livable.
"yes." I walked over to the kitchen boredly, and when I heard him ask, I pouted, "I don't even know where the door of Su Baiyu's house is turning." ”
"I'll take you there another day." He glanced sideways at me, a smile on his lips.
Suddenly found that I really know very little about Su Baiyu, I only know that he was the son of a high-ranking official and noble family during his lifetime, and the matter between him and Se Jin, as for how he and Peng Shiqi met, and what is the relationship between them, even if I rely on Song Qiyao's memory, I can't know.
Thinking of this, I blinked: "Peng Shiqi, you tell me, what is the relationship between Bai Yu and you?" ”
His hand washing the dishes paused but didn't answer me. It didn't matter if he didn't answer me, I just leaned against the sink and watched him wash the dishes intently. Good looks, good temperament, and everything is very handsome. I could watch it all day.
I admired it for a while, then he wiped his hands and pulled me to sit on the couch: "Repeat what you just asked." ”
"I asked Bai Yu what is the relationship with you?"
When he heard this, he leaned back on the cushion and said thoughtfully, "Memory is incomplete. ”
I was a little inexplicable by his words, he turned sideways to straighten my shoulders, looked at me and said seriously: "Liangjiang, listen to me, the memory of Song Qiyao in your mind is just a fragment." ”
He didn't say "Yao'er", he said "Song Qiyao", and it was the first time I heard her name and surname from his mouth in its entirety.
I suddenly smirked, but he looked very serious, and when he saw me like this, he said unhappily: "Concentrate on it." ”
I held his hand and I knew he was working hard to change and take care of my feelings.
From the initial initiative to confide in his heart to the actual actions now, it is all in my heart, and I am the only one in his eyes.
With a sly glint in my eyes, I asked, "Do you remember what we were doing the last time I was told to concentrate?" ”
"You—" He was speechless for a moment, as if he didn't expect my mind to be crooked when he was talking to me so seriously.
Although he was a little disgusted that I was so uncompromising, his originally pale face turned suspiciously pink. I knew he must have remembered, so I poked his finger in his chest with bad intentions: "Do you want to revisit it again?" ”
He looked at me with some hatred: "Don't mess around." ”
It's a pity that he only had time to say these four words, and I blocked the rest of the words with my mouth.
I'm not afraid of him getting angry.
How difficult it is to meet someone you like, and it is not a problem to truly love someone for 5,000 years. What's more, I have only been separated from him for 500 years, and besides, he and I are originally a couple.
I had a little secret in my heart, and I laughed out loud with joy.
He had already accepted my initiative, but now his eyebrows furrowed again at my laughter, and he moved away from my lips slightly, looked at my face, and said with a scolding in his words: "You really don't pay attention to what you do." ”
"How can there be ......," I denied.
He pinched my face and lazily whispered two words: "Go on." ”
Disgusted that my posture was not good, he sat me on top of him, and then gently wiped the hair cord off my head, and the hair fell like a waterfall, hanging down to the back and sides of his cheeks, and even a few strands of hair fell on his face.
I panicked for a moment, and hurriedly grabbed my loose hair with my hand.
But he pressed my hand: "Don't move." ”
Now that he has a kiss, his requirements have become higher.
Hands in my hair and lips. His lips were soft, but still cold. But that didn't stop me from revealing.
Peng Shiqi's body still smells good with a faint herbal fragrance, and the smell of blood is much lighter, so that if you don't smell it carefully, you can't smell it.
Being hugged and kissed by him, although it was not the first time, but every time it made my heart surge, I just wanted to immerse myself in it and never wake up.
Eventually, he let go of me, and his breath was a little unsteady, and I was already out of order.
I fanned my face with my hand to cool my face, and then pretended to be serious: "Now we can get down to business." ”