Chapter 388
Bu Peiyun said bluntly: "Jiang Qing, I am the prince, but you are a subject. I am the king and you are the minister. You must not disobey the palace, understand?"

Qing He shook his head in a daze, and snatched back his quilt by the way.

The quilt on Bu Peiyun was suddenly taken away, and a gust of cold wind blew by, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Then, the man ignored the shame and etiquette, and got into bed directly.

I couldn't help but put stickers on Qing He's body.

Qing He frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to kick the other party out of her quilt.

Then, she was slighted by someone.

The man's thin lips repeatedly kissed and tested the woman's fresh lips.

Maybe the alcohol was too high, maybe his kisses were too high.

In short, someone who was already drunk became even more confused.

Bu Peiyun loved Qing He's current appearance to death, and he wished he could directly fulfill Zhou Gong's ceremony with her.

However, he knows that it is not good to be too impatient about some things, and it will hurt her...

Still have to go step by step.

Because the consciousness of the woman in front of her has been blurred.

So this matter can only be done by him, a sober person.

He knows that he is a man, and it is inappropriate to take the initiative in this kind of thing, but now, he has long since ignored his reserve and self-love as a man.

He just wanted to be her man and get married with her so that she could fall in love with him sooner.

His mind is now full of the wonderful life after that, they will have children, her and his children, preferably a girl, as beautiful as her...

Bu Peiyun propped up his body and looked at the woman below him with admiration and a little shyness.

Then he held her face carefully, and dense kisses came at any time.

Qing He was already confused, but this made her even more confused.

She didn't like his approaching and wanted to push her away, but she had no strength after drinking too much wine.

At first, she subconsciously resisted, but then she became comfortable.

She simply didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and fell asleep directly.

When the love was strong, the man leaned against her ear, whispering together: "Wife master... when will we get married?"

The man's clear and pleasant voice was tinged with a trace of sadness.

His tone was muffled.

He's a man, and he's still worried after all.

After all, he had lost his virginity to her before marriage, if he didn't get married as soon as possible, it would be bad for him after all.

He still wanted to marry her in a legitimate way and become her husband.

He also wanted his wife-lord to see his best side.

Qing He subconsciously said "um", but in fact she didn't even understand what he said.

She had just passed through a storm, and her voice was still soft.

However, Bu Peiyun was very happy to hear that, and she promised herself.

She will marry him soon!
……

He likes her.

It's the kind of love at first sight.

She is like a god's residence high above, with a gentle temperament and a hint of indifference, like the cold moon in the sky, elusive and unattainable.

But the moonlight that night shone on him.

She told him to run away anxiously, and he was able to escape.

He still can't let go of her, that night she came riding on the moonlight, the night was dotted with stars, the stars were pattering, and the moonlight all over the sky couldn't compare to her outstanding posture.

Later, they meet again.

She was dressed in a crimson official robe, she looked very good-looking at first glance, her back was straight, like a pine, bamboo and cypress, she was such an outstanding and dazzling existence.

(End of this chapter)

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