Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Song Wenjing is tall and slender, with well-defined muscles, and exudes a strong hormonal aura.

His slender limbs and well-proportioned muscles are like a carefully carved statue from Greek mythology, full of movement and vitality.

The body lines are smooth, from the neck to the waist, from the shoulders to the thighs, every curve is like a masterpiece of nature, revealing a unique charm.

When Meng Qiqi saw this, she couldn't help but recall the process of someone tossing her over and over last night.

After Song Wenjing sent away several young eunuchs in the bedroom, he personally brought a basin of warm water.

He gently wrung out the towel and carefully wiped Meng Qiqi's face.

Then, he picked up the toiletries and carefully cleaned her mouth.

Then, Song Wenjing helped Meng Qiqi sit up and combed her hair.

Throughout the whole process, Song Wenjing's movements were gentle and skillful, as if he was treating a precious treasure.

Meng Qiqi enjoyed his service and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Finally, Song Wenjing put on a yellow dress for Meng Qiqi and walked out of the bedroom holding her hand.

The sun shone on the imperial garden as Song Wenjing and Meng Qiqi strolled through it.

They walked through the lush flowers, with a faint floral fragrance filling their noses.

Song Wenjing stopped from time to time to introduce to Meng Qiqi the various new varieties of exotic flowers and plants that had recently appeared in the palace, his eyes full of tenderness.

Meng Qiqi listened to his explanation, her smile blooming like a spring flower.

The two came to a pavilion and sat down to rest.

Song Wenjing peeled a grape for Meng Qiqi and handed it to her mouth.

Meng Qiqi bit it gently, and the sweet juice spread in her mouth.

Then a group of palace maids came up and began to dance. Their graceful dance attracted Meng Qiqi's attention.

Song Wenjing said softly: "Qiqi, do you like watching dancing?"

Meng Qiqi nodded: "Very beautiful."

Song Wenjing nodded: "I can dance with you in the future."

Meng Qiqi suddenly thought of something, a blush appeared on her face, and she lowered her head shyly.

Song Wenjing took her hand, put it to the corner of his mouth and kissed it gently.

Meng Qiqi glanced at Song Wenjing with a smile, then turned around and continued to appreciate the palace maids' dance, occasionally commenting and pointing out their strengths and weaknesses.

Her comments were accurate and unique, and benefited the palace ladies a lot.

Song Wenjing sat quietly by the side, looking at Meng Qiqi's focused expression, his heart filled with love.

He noticed Meng Qiqi's passion for dancing and wondered whether he should find a famous dancer to teach her.

After the performance, Meng Qiqi turned to Song Wenjing and said, "Song Wenjing, I also want to learn to dance. Do you have a way to find someone to teach me?"

Song Wenjing smiled and nodded, then took her hand and said, "Of course, as long as you like, I will always be with you."

In the following days, Song Wenjing often accompanied Meng Qiqi to learn dance.

Under the patient guidance of the famous dancer, Meng Qiqi's dancing skills improved day by day.

On this day, Meng Qiqi moved her lotus steps lightly, her sleeves fluttering like clouds, and every movement was full of charm.

Her eyes were blurred, showing both anger and joy, as if she was expressing her feelings.

Song Wenjing was fascinated by her and couldn't help but move closer to her.

As the rhythm of the music quickened, Meng Qiqi's dance became more and more graceful, like a fluttering butterfly.

She twirled her body, her skirt fluttering, looking gorgeous.

Song Wenjing's eyes were always on her and he couldn't move away.

The dance ended with Meng Qiqi ending in an elegant posture, her face rosy, looking at Song Wenjing lovingly.

Song Wenjing's heart warmed, and he hugged her tightly in his arms, lowering his head to kiss her forehead lightly.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, with only the sounds of their heartbeats intertwined.

As time went on, Song Wenjing's breathing became rapid, and his eyes revealed a strong desire.

He whispered, "Qiqi, I want you, can I?"

Although Song Wenjing was asking, his tone was firm and unyielding.

Meng Qiqi blushed and nodded shyly.

Song Wenjing picked her up and walked into the dormitory.

The clothes on the two people were peeled off one by one and scattered on the ground.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the moonlight shone on them through the window, illuminating their hazy figures.

Song Wenjing gently kissed Meng Qiqi's lips, his hands wandering over her body, exploring her curves.

Meng Qiqi's breathing gradually became rapid, and she put her arms around Song Wenjing's neck, responding to his passion.

Their bodies gradually fitted together, their skin touching, feeling each other's warmth.

On this beautiful night, I left my own ambiguous traces on the other person...

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window onto the bed, and Song Wenjing woke up first.

Looking at Meng Qiqi who was still sleeping beside him, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He gently stroked her cheek, feeling her tenderness.

Afterwards, Song Wenjing got up, put on his dragon robe, and went to the court.

In the court, he announced an important decision - to make Meng Qiqi the queen.

Several ministers who had objections did not dare to disobey Song Wenjing, and they all expressed congratulations with other ministers, and the entire palace was filled with a festive atmosphere.

In the following days, the entire palace began to prepare for the grand wedding of the emperor and empress.

Countless rare treasures were sent to the palace, and craftsmen worked day and night to make exquisite dresses and decorations.

Finally, the wedding day arrived.

The entire capital city was decorated with lights and was filled with joy.

Meng Qiqi was dressed in a gorgeous phoenix crown and bridal robe, looking as beautiful as a fairy.

Song Wenjing was wearing a majestic dragon robe and looked handsome and elegant.

They held a grand ceremony in the palace and received blessings from the ministers and the people.

The two held hands and walked towards the dragon throne above the court.

After the wedding, Song Wenjing and Meng Qiqi entered the bridal chamber.

Song Wenjing and Meng Qiqi sat opposite each other. After drinking the wedding wine, Song Wenjing gently lifted Meng Qiqi's red veil, looked at her beautiful face, his eyes full of love.

Meng Qiqi lowered her head shyly. Song Wenjing reached out his hand, pulled her to his side, and hugged her tightly.

Their lips slowly touched, as if time had stopped.

Then, Song Wenjing took Meng Qiqi to the bed and they lay down together.

Song Wenjing gently stroked Meng Qiqi's hair and said softly, "From now on, you are my wife. I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Meng Qiqi nodded slightly when she heard this. In Song Wenjing's eyes, she was sparkling with happiness.

In this warm atmosphere, Song Wenjing and Meng Qiqi spent a romantic and unforgettable wedding night.

This is true for Song Wenjing, but not for Meng Qiqi.

Meng Qiqi listened to Song Wenjing's words over and over again, and couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Pervert!"

But there was still a shy look on her face.

She knew that although she was not the only wife or concubine in Song Wenjing's harem, she was his only woman.

Moreover, from now on, I will spend my whole life with him.

Meng Qiqi could feel Song Wenjing's sincerity and tenderness.

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After Meng Qiqi was crowned as the queen, none of the concubines in the harem dared to make trouble and they all stayed quietly in their own little corner.