Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Pei Yilin kissed Song Qian's lips madly, blocking them, tugging them and carefully sketching them.

He needed her to calm him down. Otherwise, he would really go crazy.

Pei Yilin's rising body temperature could be felt through his thin clothes. Song Qian was so uncomfortable that he tried to push him away, especially when his hands were still unruly!

"Uh... No."

"I want you." Pei Yilin was sure, "I want you! You are mine, only mine!"

Song Qian frowned, and Pei Yilin suddenly picked her up and brought her to bed.

"Let me go!" Song qian panicked.

Pei Yilin shook his head, his eyes fixed on Song Qian, becoming more and more infatuated and hot.

"I will be very careful, I promise." Pei Yilin whispered.

"No." Song Qian's heart was pounding with nervousness. "I... I'm still in pain!"

"Little liar." Pei Yilin's laughter overflowed from his chest. "Are you done long ago?"

"You..."

Pei Yilin tapped on Song Qian's forehead. He was so lucky. At this moment, the person beside her was him!

"Qian." Pei Yilin's voice was stuck in his throat. "Qian."

Song Qian's eyes widened in a daze as he watched Pei Yilin's every move. All he could do was make a simple sound that would make her numb. As he continued to move, every cell of her tensed up.

"Can you... Wait a few more days for me?" Song qian covered her body with both hands. "At least, wait..."

Song Qian was so helpless. Why was the way she and Pei Yilin fought so different?

There was no heartrending argument, and there was no disrespect between them. They always cooled down naturally when they were about to get into an argument.

They also had big arguments, but in the end, they would be involved in all kinds of things.

Song Qian was puzzled. Why?

Pei Yilin didn't think so much. For now, he just wanted to drive Yuchi Haolan out of Song Qian's mind.

The only way to get rid of her rival was to make her body prick / agitate so that she could not think of any man. In her eyes, heart, and body, only Pei Yilin was alone!

Thinking about it, Pei Yilin was eager to try.

"Shulala -"

The sound of tearing clothes was very harsh. Song Qian's breath was stifled, and he stared at Pei Yilin with wide eyes. He was stunned for a long time.

"Ah! There's no change of clothes here!" Song Qian shouted.

She was in a panic. Her clothes were torn. What clothes would she wear later to meet people?

"Pei Yilin! Don't go too far! How can you tear my clothes... Aww - you're always like this... Completely ignoring people's feelings... Mmm -"

Song qian's mouth was blocked before he could finish his sentence.

The bedroom was very quiet, so quiet that one could hear two people's ambiguous voices and a very faint murmur.

After a while, Song Qian was completely out of breath.

It's not kissing, it's murder!

Pei Yilin let go of Song Qian, but he was not so satisfied.

"You stupid woman!" Pei Yilin's eyes darkened. "I've kissed you so many times. Don't you know how to breathe when you kiss?"

Song Qian said angrily, "You have experience, I am not as rich as you!"

Pei Yilin smiled, straightened song qian's hair and said, "You are mine, only mine!"

Song Qian muttered, "Who else would there be?"

"I have something for you to wear later." Pei Yilin grabbed Song Qian's hand. "So, now, don't move! I still have injuries."

"Thank goodness you know I'm hurt!" Song Qian gasped. "How could you do this to me?"

"Only I can." As he spoke, Pei Yilin ignored him.

"Ah-" Song Qian clenched his teeth. "It hurts!"

"If you put in a little bit, it won't hurt." As Pei Yilin spoke, he still had no intention of stopping.

Song Qian was so weak that she clenched her teeth and turned her head away. She was angry to see Pei Yilin's face.

There was a crack in the door. It must have been opened when Qian Mengmeng and Cheng Xian were eavesdropping. They must have known what was going on in the bedroom.

Oh my god!

This is too early to teach!

"No... No!" Song qian quickly refused, "Mengmeng and cheng xian will peek."

"They will know sooner or later." Pei Yilin didn't care at all.

Song Qian wondered why Pei Yilin was always so calm about such things.

"The door, it's unlocked!" Song Qian said.

What if someone else suddenly barges in and sees this?

How embarrassing!

Pei Yilin didn't want to listen. As soon as he was in the mood, he decided to eat his fill first.

...

After a whole morning, Song Qian was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

She did not have the strength to pursue the small pain, and lay in Pei Yilin's arms, sleeping soundly.

Pei Yilin kissed Song Qian on the forehead. He looked at her quietly and traced her beautiful features with his fingertips.

He had already etched her image in his mind, but he could not use his imagination to erase his thoughts.

Only by holding her in his arms, having this reality, and feeling that she was right beside him, could he truly feel at ease.

"Qian." Pei Yilin's voice was very soft. "I can't let go."

Song Qian moved. She was already asleep.

She only knew that someone was talking, but with Pei Yilin around, she believed that he could handle anything.

Pei Yilin hugged Song Qian, and after a "Feast," he was tired.

For the past two days, he had not rested. Now that she was safely in his arms, he could finally have a good sleep.

Not long after, Song Qian had a dream.

She dreamt that many people were surrounding her, some people she knew, some people she didn't know. They all said they were going to take her away, and there were countless paths in front of her.

However, she was so confused that she didn't know who to go with or which way to go.

"Yilin." Song Qian called out softly, "Yilin... Where are you?"

Pei Yilin opened his eyes and kissed Song Qian. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

She was calling him.

She dreamed of him.

How nice!

Song Qian suddenly opened his eyes and saw Pei Yilin standing close by. Then he looked around. It turned out that he had just had a dream.

She took a deep breath and saw Pei Yilin's happy face, as if a child had received a lot of candy.

She couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

It was just a nap, and his mood was a little too high and low.

"I want you!" Pei Yilin said, turning over and landing on Song Qian again.

Song Qian opened his eyes wide and his heart raced as he blushed. He stammered, "You... You... You are..."

"Qian, don't refuse me. Otherwise, I'll do something wrong." Pei Yilin's voice was threatening and dangerous.

Song Qian couldn't imagine that if she didn't cooperate, the whole day would be over.

"We just..." Song Qian knew that she hadn't slept long.

"That means your ice-cold husband is super awesome." Pei Yilin did not hide his pride at all.

This time, Song Qian was conquered faster without the trouble of dragging his clothes.

His palms were warm, and everywhere he went, he covered his thoughts of wanting her.

His fingers began to fiddle, as if trying to attract her attention.

Song Qian fell into Pei Yilin's attack without any resistance and cooperated in a small arc.

This time, Pei Yilin was very happy.

Perhaps because song qian dreamed of him, his heart was already satisfied.

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin in utter weakness. "I'm hungry now."

"Haha -" it was rare for Pei Yilin to laugh so happily.

He scratched Song Qian's little nose. "Little glutton, how much energy have you wasted?"

"We seem to have passed lunch, right?" Song Qian's eyes were white.

"Yes." Song Qian answered, "My dear daughter has taken the initiative to let us sleep. Lunch is hot in the kitchen and we can get up anytime."

"Then help me bring it in." Song Qian muttered, "I need to take a shower after I finish eating. And, my clothes, you get them ready for me."

"Dress up nicely, and then, come with me tomorrow and take mengmeng back to the the Pei family." Pei Yilin had already made a schedule.

"No!" Song Qian had a big reaction.

Pei Yilin was not angry and insisted, "Go back tomorrow."

"You have to think about my idea anyway!" Song Qian asked, "Besides, you should ask mengmeng what she thinks! How can you decide such a big thing on your own?"

"Mengmeng's heart is on my side." Pei Yilin whispered, "If it weren't for you, she would have followed my surname, pei."

Song Qian bit his lower lip. Pei Yilin was right.

"I've already sent someone to deliver your household register. I'll go get your certificate tomorrow." Pei Yilin spoke briskly.

Song Qian was embarrassed. "That..."

"Your opinion is not within the scope of reference." Pei Yilin was very proud.

"I just think it's too fast." Song Qian said honestly, "Why don't we go out with each other first? It's possible that you don't like a woman like me after you've been dating for a long time!"

"Impossible."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Then why do you doubt me?"

"I..."

"Nothing more to say? Then, you have to be a good witness!"

Song Qian could only soften his tone and talk to Pei Yilin, "I think we should at least fall in love first. We should try to date each other. Then, we can make a meeting, watch a movie, celebrate valentine's day..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pei Yilin interrupted, "I will satisfy you with all those things after marriage. Besides, didn't you stand me up when I invited you to a movie or a date?"

Song Qian's eyes were cold. Wasn't that all his fault?

"Never again!" Song Qian said with a smile, keeping his dissatisfaction in his heart. "Big deal, I'll ask you out later!"

"Okay!" Pei Yilin agreed with satisfaction.

Song Qian fawned, "Then you see... Can we push back the date of our argument a little bit?"

"No!" Pei Yilin refused without even thinking. "Go get the certificate tomorrow as usual, and then take pei mengmeng back to the family!"

"Then why should I say that for a long time?" Song Qian was angry.

Pei Yilin's eyes darkened. He stared at Song Qian's fair chest and asked, "You haven't had enough fun just now. Now you want to play a few more times, right?"

Song qian shrank. Once Pei Yilin said this, she had no choice but to admit defeat.

Is this man's body made of iron?

How come I don't know how tired I am!