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

If beauty is a gift from God, then this muscular body is the result of acquired efforts.

Xie Shuyao had already had a nap and was not sleepy now, so she simply leaned against the door frame and looked at him.

The view is from top to bottom, from inside to outside.

Water was still dripping from Pei Jingyi's forehead, and the drops fell onto his strong chest, flowing down, across his abdominal muscles, and finally into the waistband of his pants, disappearing completely.

You can tell that he is indeed drunk, his neck is red with bulging veins, his brows are slightly furrowed, and he doesn't look well.

But in Xie Shuyao's eyes, he looked much more obedient than usual, without any hostility at this moment.

Xie Shuyao curled her lips and smiled, then she took out a handkerchief and walked over.

She stood beside Pei Jingyi, raised her hand to wipe the water droplets from his cheek, and then from his shoulders.

When he tried to touch Pei Jingyi's chest, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Pei Jingyi, who had been silent all the time, raised his eyelids and looked at her. Although he was obviously drunk, his eyes were still intimidating.

Xie Shuyao felt a chill down her spine, had a bad feeling, and tried to withdraw her hand.

But Pei Jingyi held it tightly, not giving her any chance to escape.

Pei Jingyi stared at her, his voice low and a little cold: "You tease me again and again, do you really think I can't see it?"

Xie Shuyao avoided his gaze guiltily and changed the subject: "How could I? Ah! You hurt me, didn't I just wipe it for you? If you don't allow me to touch you, then I won't touch you."

She tried to change the subject, but Pei Jingyi ignored her and stared at her with his dark eyes, making her hair stand on end.

Xie Shuyao wasn't sure what he meant. She struggled to get his hands around him but to no avail. She stuttered, "Why don't you speak?"

Pei Jingyi finally showed some reaction at this time. He opened his thin lips slightly and said word by word: "I don't like to talk too much. I always do things directly."

He, Pei Jingyi, has never been a saint.

After saying that, without waiting for Xie Shuyao to react, he suddenly stood up, rushed forward, and pushed Xie Shuyao against the table.

Xie Shuyao couldn't dodge in time and was knocked down onto the table.

She thought that her little thoughts had angered Pei Jingyi and she was panicked.

But the next second, Pei Jingyi bent down, pressed his big hand on the back of her neck, and took her breath away.

Time passed by bit by bit. With the lessons learned from the past, if Xie Shuyao still couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, then her life would have been in vain.

What should I do if I want to fish but get bitten as bait?

Seeing Pei Jingyi's hands begin to wander, although Xie Shuyao did not resist, there was still one question that needed to be clarified.

She pushed Pei Jingyi away desperately and asked breathlessly: "Do you know who I am?"

If he were to go crazy after drinking like Xie Xun and deny his mistake the next day, she would not accompany him.

Pei Jingyi, who was about to let go because he thought she was reluctant, was so angry that he almost laughed after hearing this.

He placed one hand on Xie Shuyao's side, his eyes burning, and said in a serious tone: "I am drunk, not stupid."

After a two-second pause, he leaned close to Xie Shuyao's ear, exhaled a breath of hot air, and said in a low and sexy voice, "Xie Shuyao."

This time, Xie Shuyao was successfully numb from the head to the tailbone.

She blinked twice gently, watching the face in front of her grow bigger and bigger until it occupied her entire field of vision.

Moved by emotion, Xie Shuyao hurriedly took out a small box from the space and stuffed it into Pei Jingyi's hand.