Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Although Meng Qiqi is Concubine Rou, the main hall of Qingya Palace has not been cleaned up yet, so she is naturally still living in the side hall she used to live in.

Song Wenjing walked lightly to Meng Qiqi's side and leaned down slightly to get closer to the beauty lying on the couch.

Song Wenjing reached out and gently hooked Meng Qiqi's nose with his index finger, with a playful smile on his lips: "Little lazy cat, why are you still sleeping?"

Meng Qiqi moaned, slapped Song Wenjing's hand away, turned over and continued to sleep.

Song Wenjing was not annoyed. He sat beside the bed and looked at Meng Qiqi quietly.

The evening glow shone through the window onto her face, making her look even more charming.

After a while, Meng Qiqi finally opened her eyes and saw Song Wenjing staring at her intently. Her face flushed and she asked angrily, "What are you looking at, Your Majesty?"

Song Wenjing smiled and said, "Look at you."

As he spoke, he moved closer, his eyes full of ambiguity.

Meng Qiqi's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. She pushed Song Wenjing and whispered, "Stop it. It's not good if others see us."

Song Wenjing grabbed Meng Qiqi's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, saying, "There's no one else here, what's wrong with that?"

Meng Qiqi's face turned even redder, like a ripe apple. She tried to break free from Song Wenjing's hand, but found that she was far less strong than him.

"You...you let me go..." Meng Qiqi's voice became a little soft.

"No." Song Wenjing not only did not let go, but pulled Meng Qiqi into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Qiqi, I miss you so much."

Meng Qiqi's breathing gradually became rapid, and her eyes became a little blurry.

At this moment, Song Wenjing suddenly let go of her and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, get up and have dinner."

Meng Qiqi finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her clothes, and asked the palace maids to serve the meal.

After a while, a table full of delicious dishes was served.

Song Wenjing held Meng Qiqi's hand and sat down at the dining table together.

He kept picking up food for Meng Qiqi, his eyes full of tenderness.

Meng Qiqi lowered her head and ate shyly, but she looked very sweet.

The two of them ate and talked at the same time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After dinner, Song Wenjing accompanied Meng Qiqi for a walk in the yard. They did not leave Qingya Palace until night fell.

Meng Qiqi cursed secretly in her heart, this Song Wenjing is such a pervert!

He looks so elegant on the surface, but I didn't expect him to be so frivolous in private.

However, she had to admit that Song Wenjing was indeed very handsome and had a unique charm that made her feel a little moved.

However, she also knew that the emperor's love was the most ruthless, and she would not let herself fall into it. After all, this was the imperial palace, full of dangers and struggles.

Only by keeping a clear head can you protect yourself.

Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi decided to be more careful in the future and not let Song Wenjing, the pervert, take advantage of her again.

At the same time, she also wanted to know what Song Wenjing meant to her. Did he really like her or was it just a whim?

She had only been in the imperial harem for a few days, and not only had she been specially noticed by the other concubines, but she was also completely taken advantage of by Song Wenjing, not even leaving a piece of her skin behind.

In the dead of night, the candlelight flickers.

Song Wenjing gently embraced Meng Qiqi in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

His kiss was so passionate and domineering that Meng Qiqi could hardly breathe.

She tried to struggle, but Song Wenjing's arms held her tightly, preventing her from escaping.

Gradually, Meng Qiqi stopped resisting, her body softened, and she was immersed in Song Wenjing's passion.

Song Wenjing's hands began to wander over Meng Qiqi's body, exploring every inch of her skin.

Meng Qiqi's breathing became more and more rapid, and her heart was filled with a hint of desire.

However, at this moment, Meng Qiqi suddenly pushed Song Wenjing away, panting and saying, "No... I don't want this..."

Song Wenjing looked at Meng Qiqi, a trace of devilish desire flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his smile and said softly: "I'm sorry, I scared you."

He gently stroked Meng Qiqi's cheek, "I'll wait until you're ready."

After saying that, he hugged Meng Qiqi in his arms again, letting her feel his warmth.

The moonlight shines through the curtains into the bedroom, stretching the figures of the two people making love.

They made love and indulged in each other's bodies.

Song Wenjing listened to her coquettish voice, and her subtle response made him even crazier.

Layer upon layer, it seems to form an indescribable beauty.

The bright moon gradually rose, and strands of confused and soft moonlight sprinkled on the earth, as if the earth was coated with silver.

In the night sky, the moon shyly hides behind the clouds, not daring to reveal its true face, as if concealing its own beauty.

She shyly hid in the clouds, like a shy girl, blushing and avoiding everyone's gaze.

The darkness of the night reminds people of the endless unknown, while the dawn of tomorrow illuminates the road ahead.

In the silence of the night, Song Wenjing's inner desires were particularly clear, and the early morning light made everything more vibrant.

In the quiet morning light, the sun has just begun to shine, and the warm light shines through the gauze curtains into the quiet dormitory.

Everything is asleep, only the birds outside the window wake up this fresh morning.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone into the bedroom, Song Wenjing whispered softly in Meng Qiqi's ear, and the two of them enjoyed a sweet time.

Song Wenjing whispered in Meng Qiqi's ear, "Qiqi, do you know why men like to call women 'little goblin'?"

Meng Qiqi's face flushed red, and she pushed Song Wenjing in a scolding tone, "You're so annoying! You called me a goblin."

Song Wenjing chuckled and continued, "Because you always make men unable to stop, you are as charming as a fairy."

As he spoke, his hand moved to Meng Qiqi's waist and kneaded it gently.

Meng Qiqi's breathing became more and more rapid, and her eyes began to blur.

Seeing this, Song Wenjing knew that she was aroused, so he hugged her in his arms.

The spring scenery is beautiful and the house is full of spring colors.

Eunuch Wang, standing outside the bedroom, shook his head and looked at the horizon. At dawn, the sky was gradually dyed with a touch of orange and red, and the sun jumped out from the horizon like a naughty child.

Like a red disk, about to burst out, thousands of golden rays penetrate the clouds, and every corner of the earth is bathed in warm light.

The morning breeze is blowing, bringing a fresh scent.

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Song Wenjing got up from the bed contentedly and stretched slightly.

There was a hint of laziness in his expression, as if he was still immersed in the joy just now.

His clothes were a little messy, but it couldn't hide his handsomeness.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

He walked out of the bedroom with steady and light steps, as if the whole world was under his control.

The early morning sun shone on him, giving him a golden glow and making him look even more majestic.

When Eunuch Wang saw Song Wenjing coming out, he hurried forward to pay his respects, bowed his head and asked, "Your Majesty, the morning court is almost here. Should we depart now?"

Song Wenjing nodded, his voice carrying a hint of authority: "Well, get ready."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the front hall and began to change his clothes and wash up.