Dianxia Qingcheng

Pei Zheng walked to the bed, his eyes darkened, he turned the little man over, and patted the delicate little face with a blushing blush with the back of his hand.

Qi Changyi murmured twice, blinked with difficulty, opened his eyes, and was stunned when he saw the figure in front of him.

"Brother Pei, why are you here, you shouldn't be here now, in..."

The words were interrupted by Pei Zheng, he suddenly lowered his head and sniffed Qi Changyi's neck, the faint smell of milk mixed with the aroma of wine came to his nostrils.

A sullen voice sounded, "Who gave you the drink?"

Qi Changyi, like a child who made a mistake, sat up from the bed in a daze, and replied obediently, "I, I drank it myself, just a little."

Maybe it was because of drinking, Qi Changyi's small head was leaning on his knees limply, and the whole person was very small when curled up.

His eyes were still slightly swollen, watery inside, looking aggrieved and pitiful, with two delicate peach blossoms floating on his cheeks, and his blushing lower lip was still gently grinding his teeth out of fear.

He has an extremely pure temperament, but he has the appearance of a soul-stirring soul, and the two extreme feelings have been perfectly integrated in him.

Pei Zheng looked at him condescendingly, his eyes dark and unclear.

"You are really brave, you have to be good when I'm not here, you dare to drink in this kind of place!"

Qi Changyi raised his head and glanced at Pei Zheng secretly, then lowered his head quickly.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and a soft male voice was half a moan of joy and half of pain. Accompanying the sound appeared at the door were two tightly entangled figures, who were about to push the door. Enter this room.

Pei Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, he reached out to the bed and took Qi Changyi to hide in the small space behind the bed. The door opened at this moment.

"Hey, Young Master Wang, you are so strong that it hurts so much."

The coquettish voice was deep to the core, and the prince smiled slyly and said, "Pain? Don't you like my strength, you little bitch, does it hurt? Huh?"

Qi Changyi was hugged by Pei Zheng on his chest, his mouth was tightly covered by his big hand, and he couldn't make a sound.

Pei Zheng took him slowly to the wall behind the bed. The two people on the bed were already fighting hotly, and their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Pei Zheng tapped a brick on the wall with his finger, and the wall quietly shrunk in. Pei Zheng pulled Qi Changyi back and dodged in, and the waves outside were blocked by the wall.

The dark environment inside the wall enveloped the two of them, Qi Changyi blinked his eyes and took a quick breath, the air inside was also a little thin, and he was afraid to stick to Pei Zheng behind him.

Pei Zheng felt a small ball of warmth and softness in front of him, his body paused, and then his fingers tapped another small brick in the darkness.

The wall in front of them began to move again, and the rumbling sound of the two standing inside the wall was a little louder.

Qi Changyi was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, these walls are moving around, don't trap them here and can't get out! Although he was trapped with brother Pei, he was still a little happy...

The booming sound finally stopped, and there was light shining in. Two cracks appeared in front of Qi Changyi's eyes, just enough for him to peek out slightly on his toes.

Outside is an extremely elegant and luxurious wing, especially the conspicuous hollow carved mahogany bed, which looks very sleepy.

Pei Zheng finally let go of the hand that was covering Qi Changyi's mouth. If it wasn't for the two people who suddenly broke into their room, and Pei Zheng didn't want others to see Qi Changyi, they wouldn't be hiding here and peeking now. .

When he came to Zuichunfang tonight, Pei Zheng had his own thoughts. As long as the final goal could be achieved, he didn't care about the process.

The door of the room in front of him was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in, it was the top clerk, Luo Yu.

He seemed to have just taken a bath, wearing a white gauze robe, the skin underneath was fair and moist, and his face was gorgeous, worthy of being the signature of Zuichunfang.

A sturdy man came in behind him, with long thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his eyes were dodgy and a little shy.

After Luo Yu entered the door, he locked the door, and then pulled the man to the side of the big bed while undressing. He was very surprised that the guest who bought him this time did not ask him to serve, but a strange man he had never met.

The honored guest also sent someone to convey an order, asking him to do everything possible tonight, using all eighteen martial arts, step by step and explain in detail.

Luo Yu had countless doubts in his heart, but he did as he did, and went through all kinds of poses and tricks with the man with thick eyebrows. Although his eyes were a little red, he still explained to the air dutifully.

"Here, pay attention, be careful, don't flash your waist... ah..."

The delicate voice was shattered, and the thick-browed man's forehead burst into blue veins...

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The atmosphere in this room is completely different from the one just now. That room is chaotic and vulgar and even nauseating, but this room is ambiguous and forbidding, and the blood is boiling with the flying bed curtains.

At this time, the two people standing in the wall were still close to each other, breathing anxiously.

Qi Changyi stared blankly at the overlapping figures on the bed with his small mouth open. Those shameful images made him dizzy, and the scary things made him turn his eyes several times and dare not look directly.

However, Pei Zheng slammed his head firmly against his soft legs and forced him to see the end from the beginning.

When panting and sobbing were heard constantly inside, Pei Zheng lowered his head and put his head beside his red blood dripping ear, and said slowly, "Have you learned it?"

Qi Changyi licked his lips and asked softly, "Brother Pei, what are they doing, are they fighting on the bed? Why do I look so hot. Hey, Brother Pei, you are so hot too."

The little man's speech is always soft and soft. At this time, because of drunkenness and visual stimulation, he has a hoarseness, like a cat's paw scratching on Pei Zhengxin's heart.

Pei Zheng's body was also roaring with some kind of power. The corners of his eyebrows jumped, and his cold fingers fiddled with his hot little ears.

"Fight, His Highness will fight people like this in the future, you know?"

Qi Changyi nodded in confusion, and then his little face seemed to be raised in pain, and he said softly, "Brother Pei, I'm a little uncomfortable, I seem to want to make it easier."

It just so happened that the people outside got dressed and left. Pei Zheng didn't know where he touched again. When Qi Changyi opened his eyes again, the two were already standing in the huge backyard of Zuichunfang.

Qi Changyi went with the servants, and Pei Zheng returned to the carriage to wait for him first.

But waiting left and right, Qi Changyi didn't come back, but the servant rushed out of the workshop with a pale face, and fell to the ground with a mourning face and thumped against the carriage.

"Pei, Young Master Pei, little, little young master is gone!"