A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

While talking, he tugged at the hem of his clothes vigorously.

Chu Yunxi was so embarrassed that he begged for mercy: "It's really all right, I'm teasing you, it really doesn't hurt, the lady's hands couldn't be more gentle, how can you be willing to twist me so hard, I'll just play."

I knew you were acting like a baby!

But Pei Xiaoqing refused to let him go, and said with a look of disbelief: "No, I have to take a look. I saw with my own eyes that day that you suffered a lot of injuries, not a thousand, but hundreds of scars. My heart hurts. Give me have a look."

She feels sorry for him!

She finally felt sorry for him again!

Chu Yunxi stared at her quietly, his eyes as black as spots of lacquer were dark and deep, like a vast sea that could not see the bottom.

Pei Xiaoqing was playing around at first, but when she suddenly saw him calm down and looked at her so intently and complicatedly, she couldn't help being stunned, and said, "What's the matter? Your husband?"

Chu Yunxi hugged her into his arms again, tightly.

"My lady, it's so good. It's so good to be able to hug you. I'm really afraid of seeing your resolutely leaving back. At that time, I felt like I was on the edge of the underworld. If I didn't still have a little thought of chasing you back." I thought, I would rather die, so that I would never feel heartbroken or sad again, and I wouldn’t be unable to sleep every night, opening and closing my eyes and seeing you crying in sadness and despair.”

Pei Xiaoqing lay quietly in his arms. Since the two reconciled, they have tried not to touch the past that made them feel so tired. Will leave a rift, will affect the state of mind and feelings of two people.

This was the first time he told her how he felt at that time. It turned out that while he was hurting her, he also hurt himself all over the body. She was hurting, but he was hurting more than her.

He faked his death, which also made her feel that the whole sky had collapsed, the world was gloomy all over again, and the pain was the longing, the pain was helpless.

And he, watching her stay away from him, her resolute words made him even more sad and desperate. Besides the pain, there was also deep self-ashamedness and guilt. Compared with it, he should be more uncomfortable and more painful.

Pei Xiaoqing slowly stretched out her hands, hugged his thin waist, put her face on his shoulders, and said in a choked voice: "Master, let's live a good life, please, don't have any more misunderstandings, please."

"Well, let's live a good life, and I will never make you sad again." Chu Yunxi said solemnly as if making a promise, her voice was also hoarse and rustling.

There was a sobbing sound from the side, and the two embraced and let go, glanced at each other, then looked to the side in astonishment, and saw the little girl Tweet wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Pei Xiaoqing asked in amazement: " Tweety, what's wrong with you?"

Cui'er was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she was also a son of King Ning's mansion, who was specially sent by King Ning to serve Pei Xiaoqing, and she was not from Ziyuan before.

Xiao Cui was half ashamed and half happy and said: "Second master and second grandma will be happy for a lifetime, for sure." Xiao Cui clenched her fists and said weakly as if encouraging.

Pei Xiaoqing's heart was warm, but her old face turned red again, and she quickly changed the topic and said, "Did you burn the fish today? Second Master wants to eat fish."

Xiao Cui shyly said: "Well, there are fish, there are fish with turning heads. Mother Li bought them from the riverside and cooked tofu."

Pei Xiaoqing was amused by Xiao Cui's cute appearance, got up and walked to the table, and asked casually: "Xiao Cui, who is in your family? Why did the prince send you here?"