MTL - Dianxia Qingcheng-Chapter 169 Me, I'll pass out (super sweet, look at it, look at it, look at it)

"Don't ignore me..."

Qi Changyi heard Pei Zheng's voice, his body froze involuntarily, his arms were retracted, and he wanted to escape from his arms.

But Pei Zheng suddenly hugged him tighter, stood up directly, and staggered back two steps.

Behind the two was the table, and Pei Zheng leaned against the table to stabilize his body.

"I didn't intend to really hurt Zhao Litang when I was angry with me, those words were just to anger him, be careful, little boy, don't be angry

Don't push me away"

Pei Zheng spoke very slowly and in a low voice, and his voice was still hoarse. Every time he said a word, he kissed the little man's neck, his thin lips rubbed against his skin, rubbing the white skin into pink.

Qi Changyi's eyes were wet again in an instant.

When he saw Pei Zheng's sword flying towards Zhao Litang just now, he saw a strange and fierce killing intent in Pei Zheng's eyes. He was really afraid that Pei Zheng would stab Zhao Litang.

And he didn't want anything to happen to either of the two, so he ran out recklessly.

However, he still didn't want to face Pei Zheng.

But now the drunk Pei Zheng in front of him, so gentle and fragile, hugging himself so that he doesn't ignore him, don't get angry with him, and don't push him away.

The little guy was really reluctant to push him away.

What to do, this heart, he can't control it.

I could only cry sadly.

Qi Changyi retracted his arm, and instead of pushing Pei Zheng away, he tightened the placket on Pei Zheng's chest and sobbed softly.

This cry was forbearance and repression, like a wounded animal that finally found its owner and licked the wound with grievances.

Pei Zheng also heard the cry of the person in his arms, so he let go of him slightly, seeing that he kept his head down and couldn't see the expression on his face, he hooked his fingers on his chin and let him lift it up. head over.

It didn't matter when he raised his head, the little man who was still sobbing in a low voice felt a little more wronged in an instant.

"Stop crying, okay? It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Pei Zheng lowered his head, kissed the little man's tearful eyes, and brushed the little teardrops with the tip of his tongue, "When you cry, my heart will break."

The little man choked twice and finally spoke.

"It's all your fault, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"

Pei Zheng wiped away his tears, pressed his nose, and rubbed his fingers on his chin.

"Yes, it's all my fault. But don't hate me."

"Why, why can't it be that you always bully my brother Tang, never bully me, he treats me very well"

"Zhao Litang?"

Pei Zheng's tone suddenly became cold, he just couldn't see or hear that the villain had a relationship with Zhao Litang. As soon as he heard it, he was about to go crazy with jealousy.

The fingers lifted up unconsciously, forcing the little man to raise his chin and open his lips slightly.

"If he treats you well, you like him? Do you like whoever treats you well? Is it that easy?"

Although Qi Changyi's chin was pinched, he didn't feel any pain, but he was too close to Pei Zheng, and the smell of alcohol was too strong.

"me..."

Qi Changyi's eyes were hazy. He never said that he liked Brother Tang. He said that he liked him, but Pei Zheng was the only one from the beginning to the end.

But now that Zhao Litang was mentioned, Pei Zheng's aura became cold.

"You like him? You love him?"

Pei Zheng's eyes turned red.

The little man in front of him just looked at himself with tears in his eyes, biting his lower lip without answering, his eyes had a stubborn persistence.

"If you don't tell me, I will tell it for you. What you like is me, what you love is me, and it can only be me. If you dare to fall in love with someone else"

Pei Zheng leaned over to the little man's lips and kissed it

"I killed him."

Then the thin lips were completely attached, tossing and turning, biting and sucking, until the two mouths were filled with the smell of alcohol and blood, and the kiss gradually slowed down.

Pei Zheng let go of the man in his arms, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips for him, and then licked the tip of his tongue.

The **** smell came from his own mouth, and this little man with sharp teeth and sharp mouth in front of him had grown up to be able to bite the tip of his tongue.

But Pei Zheng was not angry. After being bitten, he sobered up a lot.

He smiled, no matter what, this little man is now back in his arms.

Qi Changyi's breath was disturbed by the intense kiss, he clenched the robe around Pei Zheng's waist, panting rapidly.

Before he could calm down his breathing, his body suddenly lightened, and the foot that was hugged by the waist lifted off the ground, turned around, and sat on the table next to him.

Pei Zheng saw his bare feet, stepping on the cold ground, white and small and crystal clear, so he bent down in front of him and reached out to hold the little feet.

Qi Changyi's feet were cold, and he was suddenly held by both hands. He subconsciously tried to dodge upwards, but was pulled back by someone.

"Is it cold?"

Qi Changyi couldn't break free, so he lowered his head and didn't speak.

The soles of his feet were suddenly scratched lightly, and the itching was unbearable. Those fingers still refused to let him go, pinching the back of his feet, making circles with the pulp of his fingers.

Qi Changyi's face was so red that he was about to bleed, so he obediently replied, "No, it's not cold."

"not cold?"

Pei Zheng squeezed the cute curled up toes badly, and the corner of Pei Zheng's lips twitched, "It's not cold, why are your feet so cold? Huh?"

Qi Changyi hummed softly, "cold"

Only then did Pei Zheng stand up. After standing up straight, he was much taller than the little man sitting on the table in front of him, and was able to completely cover his small body.

Pei Zheng's face was completely reflected in the moonlight, and Qi Changyi also raised his head to look at him, and saw a little scar on his face.

It must have just been left.

Qi Changyi went to help Zhao Litang up just now, but didn't even see if Pei Zheng was also injured.

Raising his hand and gently touching the scar, Qi Changyi didn't know how distressed his eyes looked.

Although the injury was on his face, Pei Zheng didn't take the minor injury seriously at all.

But since the villain saw it, it was different.

"Also, does it still hurt?"

Pei Zheng held the small hand firmly against his face, then frowned, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death."

"Liar, it's such a small wound, it won't happen at all"

Qi Changyi's tone was a little reproachful, "You can't fight again in the future, and you can't beat people to kill at every turn."

"He hit me first. If I don't fight back, you may never see me."

Qi Changyi covered his mouth, "Bah, bah, you can't say such things, it's unlucky."

The corners of Pei Zheng's eyes were bent, the little man was so worried about him, and said that he hated him, obviously because he liked him.

He pecked at the heart of his small palm, and the little man shrank back suddenly as if his hand had been scalded.

"Well, then it's Brother Tang who's wrong this time. He shouldn't beat people, it's his fault."

Before he could finish speaking, the little man was picked up by someone and walked towards the side of the bed.

He immediately became vigilant, grabbed his collar tightly, and stammered, "Why, why are you going to bed?"

Pei Zheng had already carried him to the bedside, and after placing him on the soft quilt, he naturally raised his hand and started to unbutton his robe.

"In the middle of the night, what else can I do?"

He smiled, "Guess what, little darling."

Qi Changyi immediately indented the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, as if no one could enter his quilt.

"I, I don't know I can't do anything, I just woke up and I'm so weak that I can't do anything, I, I'll pass out

Pei Zheng had already taken off his robe, and after hearing his words, he couldn't help but chuckle.

This little man who was shivering under the quilt looked like a little rabbit about to be swallowed, and it was really cute and tight.

Pei Zheng also got into bed, and easily pulled his quilt over, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the thin waist, and wrapped the little man in his arms.

"What do you think? Huh? You know a lot."

Qi Changyi's face was blushing as if he was about to drip blood, and he was restrained by the limbs, unable to escape, so anxious that the circles of his eyes were red again.

"I don't want"

Seeing that the tears that had finally been stopped were about to start falling again, Pei Zheng felt distressed and quickly let go of him.

"Do nothing, be good, don't be afraid, don't cry."

As soon as Qi Changyi was free, he shrank back in fear, and tightly covered his stomach, as if he was afraid that someone would get hurt there.

Seeing his actions, Pei Zheng felt a sting in his heart.

"I, my stomach hurts"

Qi Changyi hugged his stomach and curled up under the quilt, "It hurts"

Pei Zheng leaned over, tucked the quilt beside him, and then hugged him across the quilt.

"Hug, it won't hurt, okay? Be good."

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good if the baby is gone, I'm not going to be good again"

"Will not."

Pei Zheng reached into the quilt, and after realizing that the little man did not resist, he gently attached his hand to his stomach, with a soft tone:

"You'll be fine, and the baby hasn't disappeared. The baby is just, turned into a star, watching you in the sky, watching us, and when he's done playing enough, he'll be back, you know?"

"Really?" The little man under the quilt came out with a small head exposed, wiped away his tears, dubious, "Like a mother-in-law, has he turned into a star?"

"Yes, do you want to see him?"

The little man thought for a while, "Can I see him? He, will he like me? What if he doesn't like me and doesn't want to come back..."

Pei Zheng kissed his hair, "He will like you, he will like you very much, just like me."

Then Pei Zheng got out of bed with the little man in his arms, put on his robe, and tightly wrapped the little man with a thick quilt.

He carried him to the window of the tent, lifted the heavy curtain, and the bright moonlight and the starry river outside appeared in front of him.

"There are so many stars, which one is the baby?"

The little man pursed his mouth in grievance.

"That's the one, did you see it?" Pei Zheng pointed to the biggest and brightest star.

"That's our baby. He said he liked you very much and said he would come back to us soon."

The little man stared intently at the star, "Then tell him, I miss him, and I want him to come back soon."

Pei Zheng looked at the clean profile of the person in front of him, "Okay, I will."