Her hands were cold, her handkerchief was warm, and Han Hong's heart was hot.

It's just that it's hot, and it's irritable again, Han Hong shook off Pei Zhen's hand, "Who are you?!" ”

Pei Zhen was stumbled by him, and when he saw him squinting and tilting his head, it seemed that the wine was coming up, and he was drunk and confused, so he had to say, "It's me, husband." ”

"Husband?" Han Hong sneered, "Whose husband?" ”

Pei Zhen paused, "My husband." ”

"Say it again, whose husband?" The voice was suppressed, and Han Hong's eyes became extremely sharp.

Pei Zhen took a breath and slowly spit it out, "It's my husband"

Before the words fell, the hand that had just been thrown off was suddenly pulled, and the force came, and she fell into a familiar embrace.

The smell in her arms was so familiar to her, casting a net between her breaths, the strength of her arms was so strong, she almost wanted to embed her waist into his chest, his fiery neck rubbed against her cheeks, and the beating of the meridians made Pei Zhenhu's nose sour.

"Husband!"

"Madame!"

Han Hong responded to her, and the question that followed made Pei Zhen's eyes glisten with tears, "You're back?" ”

He asked her if she was back? What is the meaning? Does he know that Madame has changed?!

Pei Zhen's whole body tightened, and Han Hong immediately felt it.

The person he thought about day and night was finally locked in his arms, and at that moment, he couldn't say how relieved and down-to-earth, and unspeakably satisfied, especially when she shouted out the husband, his ears were like firecrackers, and every inch of meridians exploded.

He was in a trance, drunk, and forgot that this was the dream he had carefully woven for her.

He asked her, "You're back?" ”

Her response was sudden silence, holding her breath, and being frightened.

All this is fake, Han Hong woke up like a dream.

He burst out laughing, grabbed her by the shoulder, pulled her from his arms, and pushed her away in her consternation.

"You won't want to come back! When you go back to Hangzhou, you just want to fly away! ”

Pei Zhen was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground, after hearing that, he came to his senses again, Han Hong's previous question was not to ask her where she was going, but to ask the person who was patient with him in the past was still there.

The tears in the corners of her eyes still fell, Pei Zhen wiped them away, Han Hong suddenly got up, didn't look at her, and stumbled to the inner room.

His pace was extremely unsteady, he touched the flower stand, kicked down the embroidery pier, and almost hit his head on the floor cover, Pei Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but he jumped, reached the bed, and tilted his head.

The Xia sisters said that this was Tang Qin's bed, but now that Han Hong was crooked, she couldn't take care of anything, and when she stepped forward in two steps, Han Hong had already pulled the thin quilt and covered it indiscriminately, turned sideways inward, and fell asleep.

Why are you so drunk?

Pei Zhen didn't care about him in the slightest, squatted down and took off his boots for him, Han Hong turned over and went in, and there were words in his mouth, Pei Zhen leaned over to listen, listening to him babbling and singing intermittently.

"The king of Xuan has no way to be greedy for wine, and the star-picking tower is built outside the noon gate"

Pei Zhen didn't know which popular lyrics this was, but he was sad in the song, and he was sung by Han Hong so drunk, which added three points of sadness.

She gave him the pillow under his head, went back and re-twisted the handkerchief, wiped her hands and face with him again, and saw that his clothes were twisted out, and the half of the placket that he had untied was pressed and pulled, she patted it gently, and saw that he showed no signs of waking up, and reached out and began to loosen his clothes.

Han Hong was half awake and half drunk, letting her fiddle, he used to be in a hurry to serve, but today he finally got some back.

What she owes him is that she will serve him for the rest of her life, and it is not enough!

Han Hong took off her coat while she was waiting, and when she saw that she was about to stop, she twisted her clothes indiscriminately, twisted her middle coat into a twist, and stopped singing the sad lyrics, muttering, "Hot!" ”

This voice immediately called Pei Zhen back, she looked at the man who was entwined into twists, her heart was relieved for no reason, and she sighed lightly, stepped forward to coax him to turn over again, untied the tie, and took off the middle coat for him.

His eyes accidentally swept over the hideous scar, and Pei Zhen's eyelids jumped.

She has seen it herself, but it is just a flesh wound that is not deep, sprinkled with medicine and bandaged, and it will soon be healed, how did it become the uneven, black and red hideous appearance in front of her?

The fingers touched it unconsciously, and as soon as it touched, the hand was grabbed by someone.

She saw a pair of distinct eyes that seemed to nail her to the scar, "Do you know who hurt me?" ”

Pei Zhen nodded in a daze and quickly shook her head, her hand was clenched painfully, and she saw Han Hong speak, "I don't know, then forget it." ”

What he said lightly in his mouth was light, and he grabbed Pei Zhen's hand and poked it at the scar, where the newly grown pink flesh of the scar was so heavily poked, and it immediately turned red.

Pei Zhen was anxious to withdraw his hand, Han Hong also followed her, opened his hand, but with a single breath, he suddenly hugged her waist and dragged her to put it on, and he turned over and pressed it straight up.

"Husband?!"

"Ma'am?" Han Hong laughed, close to her ear, opened his mouth and held it, only to provoke Pei Zhen to half of his body, surprised, he said, "You and I have been married for a long time, and we haven't done the courtesy of Duke Zhou, why don't you just do it today, what does Madam think?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he sucked the ear beads again, and his hand twisted the buckle of her neckline.

Pei Zhen's mind was in a mess, and he subconsciously resisted, but his subordinates became more and more domineering, and even tore and pulled her neckline.

"Han Hong!"

Han Hong's subordinates paused, and looked at her with half-squinted eyes, "What do you call me?" ”

"You're so drunk!"

Han Hong ignored it and asked again, his voice low and stern, "What do you call me?" ”

Pei Zhen didn't know what he was entangled in, he wanted to break free from his control, but he seemed to be crazy, grabbed her two hands, buckled them on the top of her head, and his lips slid down from her ears and plunged into the neck that had just been peeled off, and he sucked vigorously.

Pei Zhen was taken aback, and was about to break away, but the person who didn't want to go crazy suddenly slammed it, buried his head in her neck and didn't move.

The tip of her nose is her fragrance, and the smell of wine can't hide it, how many times has it appeared in his dreams, Han Hong woke up every time, trying to find the smell, but she couldn't even find anything that belonged to her.

She just left, and the ruthlessness disappeared from his life.

This time, he didn't allow her to leave again, and he wanted to engrave his mark on her from head to toe.

It's just that he hasn't figured out what kind of identity she is, how far has Li Mo gone with her, how Leng Cheng pulled out his sword to help, where did Weiying's dead boy go, and what is going on with Shen Cheng?!

How could there be so many men around her?!

What is he and her?!

These questions suffocated Han Hong, just like he had peeled her from his arms just now, Han Hong took a deep breath of the fragrance, suddenly turned over and got up, and walked away.

The door slammed, Pei Zhen sat up, and looked at the crumbling door in a daze.