Chapter 145 Holding her face and kissing her
During the break, Pei Zhuo had the carriage cleaned from inside to outside.

He is a man, used to sleeping in the open air, and he really can't think so much. If Helian Sheng hadn't reminded him, there's no telling how long Zhao Qiyue would have to sit on the hard board.

While Zhao Qiyue got out of the car and waited, she attracted a lot of attention. After all, she was the woman Pei Zhuo brought back. The incident happened suddenly, and everyone didn't know what happened. They were very curious.

Pei Zhuo noticed everyone's gaze and couldn't help but yell, "Don't you have anything to do? If you don't want to rest, leave now."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone shrank their heads like quails.

Pei Zhuo walked forward and ignored Zhao Qiyue who was standing outside the carriage. He got on the carriage by himself, as if he was on an inspection.

Xiao Tao, who was standing by, looked at Zhao Qiyue and touched her arm: "I will take you to the carriage."

Zhao Qiyue shook her head slightly: "Is he unhappy again?"

She couldn't see his expression clearly, she just felt that Pei Zhuo's tone was very fierce. She shuddered when she heard him speak just now.

After all, Pei Zhuo had never spoken to her in this tone before, and she was not used to it.

Xiao Tao didn't think so. Pei Zhuo came here just to be close to the princess.

After all, the princess has already gone to Xirong, and they will become husband and wife sooner or later. There is no reason to let the princess sit on the sidelines.

Xiao Tao helped Zhao Qiyue walk forward and whispered in her ear, "No, the Second Prince definitely wants to see the princess. Go up and talk to him."

As he spoke, Zhao Qiyue had already put one foot on the carriage.

It was now bright outside and she could still see some vague shadows, so she sat down nearby.

Feeling the soft touch beneath his body, Zhao Qiyue guessed that there were at least three quilts.

She said a little awkwardly: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Pei Zhuo snorted coldly, his tone was somewhat sarcastic: "The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, she is different from a rough man like me. If she gets sick, it will be terrible. I don't want to marry a sickly person." Hearing the word 'sickly person', Zhao Qiyue's face turned pale instantly, and her fingers nervously pinched the handkerchief, with such strength that she wanted to tear the handkerchief into pieces.

Seeing her hanging her head and not speaking, Pei Zhuo gritted his teeth. He didn't know why Zhao Qiyue was so quiet now. She used to be a very noisy person, especially used to tormenting her.

Pei Zhuo realized that he might have gone too far, so he cleared his throat and said, "Alright, if you have nothing to do, just go down and take a look. It's still early to get to Xirong. You will have enough of riding in a carriage, so don't cry and scream when the time comes."

Zhao Qiyue's condition was not suitable for wandering around, so she shook her head and said, "No need, I'm in the carriage, I won't go down and cause trouble."

At this point, the two seemed to have run out of topics to talk about.

In the cramped space, silence spread infinitely. Zhao Qiyue felt a little sad and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pei Zhuo felt bored and walked out with his back hunched, obviously ready to leave.

Just as he passed by Zhao Qiyue, Zhao Qiyue suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Pei Zhuo was stunned, watching Zhao Qiyue's arms slowly wrap around his waist, burying his face in it, and said in a muffled voice: "Can I hug you?"

At this moment, the string in Pei Zhuo's head suddenly broke.

He had been fantasizing about this scene for so many days and nights, and now it was right before his eyes. He could touch it just by raising his hand.

Pei Zhuo's eyes darkened instantly. He directly distanced themselves from each other, bent his waist, held Zhao Qiyue's face and kissed her.

After kissing twice, Pei Zhuo felt that this position was uncomfortable, so he simply held Zhao Qiyue's thighs, picked her up, sat down himself, and let her sit astride his legs.

As their lips and teeth intertwined, the temperature in the car continued to rise.

(End of this chapter)

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