Chapter 93: Ancestral Craft
Pei Lingqi sat on the side of the bed, and heard the sound of "hehehehe", he leaned over, picked the broken hair on the girl's cheek, and muttered: "What kind of dream did you have, so happy?" ”
Naturally, there is no answer.
Looking at her sleeping face, the man only felt that his heart was full, and he kissed the girl's forehead before taking off his clothes and going to bed to take her into his arms.
Sheng Hansleeve was woken up by the heat, and when he woke up, he realized that he was holding the man in one hand and sticking it to his arms.
The first thing she thought was: When did the big guy come to her room? She was unconscious.
And then there's this: the man's body temperature is high, no wonder she wakes up hot.
So she twisted around, carefully twisted out of his arms, rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, rolled up a section of trousers, and stuck it on the mat, and she "hissed" comfortably.
I'm starting to miss the air conditioner and fridge!
When Sheng Hansleeve was recalling the feeling of opening the quilt with the air conditioner cover, her back was pressed against her hot chest, and her heart was burning through the layers of fabric.
Hot and wet kisses fell on her shoulder sockets one by one, and the man's long bony fingers picked at her shirt, holding her softness, and his voice was hoarse and indulgent, "Since you are awake, this king does not need to be patient." ”
"......" Sheng Hansleeve silently made a "convex" in his heart.
Pei Lingqi's palm moved to her lower abdomen, and said seriously: "The sound you hummed just now is very good, try it again?" ”
"......" is lustful.
Seeing that the little woman pretended to be asleep, Pei Lingqi was not in a hurry, and tasted the delicious food carefully and methodically, "You shouldn't, this king will definitely let you hum it." ”
In the next hour, the big guy did what he said, and Sheng Han's sleeves died countless times.
She was fished out of the tub by the man, and before she could return to bed, she fell asleep on his chest.
Pei Lingqi's fingertips wiped her extremely beautiful red cheeks, and suddenly there was a sense of full satisfaction.
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The next day, Pei Lingqi told Hongyi, "Remember to take care of the sleeves, whoever comes to see what she sends must be strictly inspected, and if she goes to the market again, send some more people to protect it secretly." ”
"Yes, slave and maid, remember."
Sheng Hansleeve told Pei Lingqi that she had "ancestral skills and fortune telling", Pei Lingqi didn't take it to heart, she wanted to pretend to be a warlock, and he was willing to play with her.
After Lu Duan's incident, he couldn't help but face up to the "craft" of the little woman.
Sending the prince away, the red clothes went into the house to look at Sheng Han's sleeves, and saw that she kicked the quilt again, and helped her cover it with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Huh?" Sheng Han squinted in confusion, "Don't ...... Don't cover the quilt, it's so hot, it's hot......"
After saying four or five "so hot" in a row, she gradually woke up and patted her face, "Red clothes...... What time is it? ”
"After three o'clock, girl, do you want to get up?"
Before six o'clock, Sheng Hansleeve lamented and covered his face with the quilt, now it's not good, he was still pulled by the big guy to roll the sheets at night, and he woke up before eight o'clock.
"It's a hot day." She sat up with a sad face, "I can't sleep, I'm thirsty, you can pour me some water." ”
"Yes." Hongyi handed over the herbal tea, "Girl, the slave maid will go and fetch some ice, and you can continue to sleep." ”
"Can you still take it?" Sheng Hansleeve thought that each house could only receive one copy of the ice per day, and never asked much.
"Yes, the girl wants as much as she wants." The prince has an order first.
"Then you go get some." In these years, there is no refrigerator, and it is not easy to store ice, so you have to save it, "just a little bit." ”