After Jiaojiao got pregnant, her husband who died in the war came back

The moment Pei Jingyi lifted her up, Xie Shuyao screamed subconsciously, and felt her head filled with blood, becoming even more confused.

"What are you doing, put me down."

She hit Pei Jingyi on the back with the hammer.

It is said that drunk men are strong, and the same is true for drunk women.

Pei Jingyi almost threw her to the ground after being tossed around like that by her.

He couldn't stand it any longer, so he slapped her on the butt and said sternly, "Behave yourself!"

Xie Shuyao's voice suddenly stopped, and after two seconds of silence, it suddenly broke out again, even more violently than before.

"You hit me, you actually hit me! This is blatant domestic violence, wuwu, I don't want to live with you anymore, help me, you're hitting me, you're killing me to silence me."

Pei Jingyi was so angry that his forehead twitched. After all, he was a well-known figure. If someone saw this scene, it would probably become gossip in the capital.

Thinking of this, he strode towards the carriage and carried the person in without saying anything.

After a dizzy spell, Xie Shuyao finally returned to the ground, but her drunkenness symptoms did not ease at all.

"Where are you taking me? I'm married, you bastard! Let me go."

Seeing that Xie Shuyao's hand was pointing at his nose, Pei Jingyi sneered in anger.

He pulled at his collar casually, and when Xie Shuyao spoke wildly, he shut her mouth with practical action.

As their lips and teeth intertwined, Xie Shuyao gradually calmed down.

She had lamented early in the morning that although Pei Jingyi had a bad temper, his body was indeed benefiting from it, just like now.

She climbed onto Pei Jingyi's shoulders with both hands, and when she was almost in ecstasy, she was suddenly interrupted.

Pei Jingyi pulled the distance between them, put his forehead against hers, and asked in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

Xie Shuyao's eyes were a little dazed. After she came to her senses, she seemed to remember that Pei Jingyi was the one who bullied her just now. She hummed without any confidence: "I don't like it."

After she finished speaking, she felt pain in her waist from being pinched and struggled to leave.

But before he could make a move, Pei Jingyi leaned over again and sneered, "Little liar."

Then he kissed her again.

*

After Pei Jingyi and Xie Shuyao left, the Lu family's wedding banquet was coming to an end and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Lu Beixiao drank a lot and drank a bowl of sobering soup before returning to the room.

Meng Nianrui originally planned to wait for him, but her body really couldn't take it anymore. Although she had been taking medicine to regulate her body during this period, she was really exhausted after today's ordeal.

When Lu Beixiao returned to the room, he saw that she was asleep. Without letting the maid make a sound, he staggered to the bathroom to wash himself.

When he came out again, he was much more sober.

His face was a little red, as was his neck, the veins on his arms were bulging, and his chest was heaving violently.

Everything showed that he was in an extremely excited state.

Lu Beixiao lifted the bed curtain, looked at the person lying on his bed, and gasped twice.

By the candlelight, he could clearly see that Meng Nianrui's face was the same as when he first met her, seemingly unchanged.

If he had succeeded in proposing marriage that year, would he have been able to see such a scene?

pity.

So what.

She was his now.

Lu Beixiao was a little excited. He tore off his shirt, leaned on Meng Nianrui with his bare arms, and put his hand in the gap at the edge of the quilt.

At the same time, he leaned down, buried his head in Meng Nianrui's neck, and gently bit the soft flesh beside her ear.

In the dream, Meng Nianrui was trapped in the nightmare of the Xie family.

They accused her, insulted her, tied her up, sank her to the bottom of the river, and cursed her as an unfaithful slut.

When the water was about to cover her neck, she looked at the shore. Xie Xun was holding Fang Yirou, kissing and snuggling together, crying hoarsely: "Xie Xun, you..."

The moment she shouted, Meng Nianrui woke up from her dream.

Her vision gradually became clear, and as she looked at the bright red bed curtains that came into view, she felt something was wrong.

Then, she glanced over and saw Lu Beixiao, whose face was as dark as ink.