Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

Logically, the two of them had obtained their marriage certificate a year ago, so they could be considered a real couple.

But it is probably a tradition ingrained in the Chinese people that a wedding ceremony and worship of heaven and earth are necessary before it can be considered a proper marriage.

Pei Yao hugged Lu Qi's waist tightly. The mirror in the cloakroom was clear, and he could see the beauty in his arms with her long hair loose, wearing a wedding dress and smiling sweetly.

Facing the mirror, Pei Yao rested his chin on Lu Qi's shoulder socket and sighed to himself, "What a perfect match."

Lu Qi also looked in the mirror. The man behind her was wearing a suit and tie, which matched her wedding dress quite well. She nodded and said, "I think so too."

In fact, Lu Qi had said this a long time ago, but unfortunately she didn't remember it.

Pei Yao's eyes were slightly lowered, but there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After standing there for a full ten minutes, as if lingering in front of the mirror, the man helped her take apart the complicated Ming Dynasty wedding dress.

To be honest, the wedding photos we took before were not as beautiful as the two of us in the mirror at this moment.

Pei Yao actually didn't understand this complicated dress, but when he helped her choose it, he looked at it a lot and studied it thoroughly. He was more familiar with it than Lu Qi.

After dismantling the clothes, the man started to act like a rogue and refused to change her into normal clothes.

Suddenly he picked up her smooth body, clamped her legs around his waist, turned around and carried her out of the cloakroom.

As soon as he went out, he called out, "Mrs. Chen."

Lu Qi exclaimed, and her still loose hands tightly hugged his neck, burying her head in it: "What are you doing!"

Mrs. Chen downstairs had already moved her feet upon hearing the sound and walked up the stairs: "I am coming."

Pei Yao smiled, and when Mrs. Chen's head gradually appeared from the bottom of the stairs, he carried Lu Qi into the room beside him and said, "Put it away for Madam."

Refers to the generation that dismantled the wedding dress all over the floor.

I don’t know if he tore a piece of it when he helped her take it off just now. He was still hoping to wear it during the holidays.

The room next door is not a bedroom for two people, but a small study with a piano.

Pei Yao stepped back and sat on the soft leather piano stool, holding Lu Qi on his lap, with his legs straddling hers.

The whole villa has a constant temperature, so she doesn't have to worry about being cold.

Without waiting for Lu Qi to concentrate on the footsteps next door, Pei Yao pressed the back of her head and kissed her eagerly, plundering her breath and forcefully occupying the territory in her mouth.

Lu Qi's breathing stagnated, and his fingers pinched the fabric on his shoulders, causing wrinkles.

He grabbed the piano randomly while gasping for breath. The piano had no lid, and his fingertips pressed on the piano keys, making irregular "clang clang" sounds.

As the voice fell, the footsteps of Mrs. Chen, who was packing her wedding dress in the cloakroom next door, suddenly stopped.

The sound insulation between walls is really not very good.

Because of nervousness, Lu Qi's breathing became heavier, and he hooked his arms around Pei Yao's neck tighter and tighter, wishing he could stick his whole body to him.

This person seemed to have discovered something interesting, and he became even more unrestrained. He turned around viciously and placed Lu Qi on the piano keys.

"Ding ding..." The sound of the piano rang out irregularly.

The sound of footsteps came from next door. Lu Qi bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound.

Until the footsteps in the next room gradually faded away.

Lu Qi didn't pay attention, his mind had long been distracted by him.

He suppressed his emotions until the end, when he couldn't help it any longer, and a low melody rolled out of his throat.

Wrapping her arms around Pei Yao's sweaty neck, Lu Qi's fingers tightly grasped the flesh on his back, complaining and pouting: "Pei Yao! You..."

While panting, Pei Yao picked her up and listened to her complaints.

"You are such a stealer!"

It was a new word. Pei Yao did not deny it. His head was still buried in her neck, breathing: "Isn't Qiqi the same?"

He was not the only one who was excited just now.

However, despite all the fun, he was a man of discretion. Afterwards, he pulled the fur blanket next to the piano and covered her with it, then carried her back to the bedroom.

Lu Qi asked where this piano came from. Pei Yao can play it. When he has nothing to do, he occasionally cultivates his sentiments.

But he seemed to prefer playing the harmonica. It was said that he played it for Lu Qi ten years ago, but Lu Qi didn't remember it.

As for the fur blanket covering the piano, its origin is even more amazing; it is an antique.

Nine hundred years ago, a general made this from a tiger skin he hunted. Pei Yao spotted it at an auction and bought it.

Back to their bedroom on the third floor, Lu Qi took a shower and went to bed. Lying on the bed and checking his phone, he found that it was only eleven o'clock.

I asked him, "What are you doing so early today?"

His every day is indeed every day. As long as he is not busy, he can work hard every day, but today is really a little early.

Pei Yao wiped his freshly washed, still damp hair, and stood beside the bed, replying quite convincingly, "Looking at your wedding dress, I couldn't help myself."

Seeing such an honest answer, Lu Qi pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Pei's uniform temptation is actually a wedding dress. It seems that in the future, if I want to seduce you, I have to wear Ming Dynasty Hanfu."

Pei Yao glanced at her and threw the towel he used to wipe his hair onto the sofa beside him.

"If you watch too much, it will become boring."

They are not at all shy about matters between men and women.

Lu Qi snorted, leaned against the soft pillow at the head of the bed, and looked at this person. After washing up, he habitually pressed over to one side of the bed and leaned against it.

For some reason, my grandmother's story suddenly came to my mind again.

Suddenly he asked, "What if you are no longer interested in me? Should Mr. Pei find someone else?"

Pei Yao didn't understand where Lu Qi's idea came from. His eyes were deep and turbulent.

He smiled, took her into his arms, and said softly but word by word: "There is only one Mrs. Pei, and it can only be you..." It can only be you, it will always be you.

At that time, Lu Qi regarded Pei Yao's answer as his comfort to her.

She never expected that it was the farewell he had already prepared for, and it was the promise he made to her after they separated.

Hearing this, Lu Qi curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled warmly, taking it as his guarantee at this stage: "Don't lie to me about this."

Pei Yao's fingers slid into her hair: "Yeah, I'm not lying."

Time passed by, and half an hour later, Lu Qi was browsing his phone while Pei Yao was busy with the tablet in his hand.

Before going to bed, I mentioned to her: "Qiqi, do we have to hold the wedding in the Forbidden City?"

Lu Qi put down the phone, puzzled, looked up at him, and blinked: "Not sure."

This is the truth. Lu Qi had never thought about where to hold the wedding. He just held one for the sense of ceremony. And in the final analysis, it was Pei Yao who insisted on holding the wedding.

As far as she is concerned, as long as there is a wedding dress, it doesn't matter where it is, even if the ceremony is not held.

As long as she is given clothes to wear, she can wear them even when traveling or getting married.

Pei Yao smiled gently, stroking her cheek with his fingertips, and said, "I heard from grandma today that she might not wait for our wedding and go to Heze. I have a plan..."

"I don't want the elderly to miss the event, so I want to change the venue. How about holding it in Heze?"

Heze - the only entrance back to Qingqiu Kingdom, and Lu Qi's hometown.