But why did he suddenly want to return to Beijing?
Zhong Mingwei couldn't figure it out, and he didn't intend to figure it out. Now, he was just a commoner, so what did the wealth of the Zitian family have to do with him?
What he cares about most now is...
What kind of flower is embroidered on his girl’s bellyband?
At that moment, Zhong Mingwei stood up with the help of the table, and Pang Yi was busy trying to help him up. However, Zhong Mingwei waved his hand and pushed him away. Then Pang Yi watched Zhong Mingwei limping towards the house.
…
Mei Ya waited in the room for a long time until it was completely dark, and then she heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside. She hurriedly lit a candle, got off the kang, opened the door, and then saw Zhong Mingwei coming in, holding on to the wall.
"Why did you take so long to come in?" Mei Ya held the candlestick in one hand and supported Zhong Mingwei with the other.
"We just talked for a while. Who knew it would get dark so quickly." Zhong Mingwei sat on the kang, watching Meiya put the candlestick on the kang, and then watched Meiya squat down to take off his shoes. The dim candlelight cast a layer of light golden color on Meiya's body. He and Meiya had just been fooling around in bed. Meiya's hair was a little messy, and now the tufts of golden hair moved with Meiya's movements. It was a bit like water plants standing on the water, very beautiful. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's soft hair.
"Don't move!" Mei Ya suddenly raised her head and glared at him, "You are so old, yet you keep touching me all the time. Don't you think it's shameful?"
"You weren't like this just now," Zhong Mingwei complained in a low voice, aggrieved, "You were so enthusiastic just now, let me see the embroidery on your bellyband..."
"Shut up!" Mei Ya suddenly interrupted Zhong Mingwei and blocked his mouth, complaining to him with a red face, "Why are you like this? You tell everything. I've never seen anyone as shameless as you..." When she said this, Mei Ya's eyes suddenly widened. She looked at the socks in her hand, and then at Zhong Mingwei's face which couldn't be darker. She immediately became scared, "I, I, I, I didn't mean it! I... I just wanted to cover your mouth, but I didn't know that there was something in my hand... and..."
Mei Ya couldn't go on. She was so timid that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...Can you put your socks down first?"
"Oh! Yes, yes, yes!" Mei Ya was so busy that she threw the socks in her hand aside. She quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's mouth and kept nagging to comfort Zhong Mingwei, "It's okay, your feet don't smell, and your socks don't smell either, and you just put them on..."
"It really doesn't stink?" Zhong Mingwei said with a frown.
"It doesn't stink!" Meiya nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice. "Every time I wash your clothes, I soak them in jasmine flowers for a long time. It really doesn't stink at all, it smells very good!"
"Really?" Zhong Mingwei laughed softly, then held Mei Ya's face and moved closer, "Then you can smell it..."
"Use your nose to smell it. Why... why are you kissing me on the mouth?" Mei Ya wanted to push Zhong Mingwei away, but after pushing twice, she couldn't do it anymore. She hugged Zhong Mingwei's neck like a little monkey, letting him hold her tightly and letting him do whatever he wanted in her mouth. After a long time, the two of them were kissing each other with their heads against each other. Mei Ya said shyly, "Am I right? It doesn't stink at all, does it?"
"Hehe," Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing, then kissed Meiya's rosy lips again, let Meiya sit on his thighs with her legs apart, then reached out to unbutton Meiya's clothes, "Let's continue..."
"Continue what?" Mei Ya looked at Zhong Mingwei in confusion and subconsciously covered her collar.
"Continue..." Zhong Ming looked at her eagerly, "Continue the bridal chamber."
"Go away!" The next second, Mei Ya pushed Zhong Mingwei onto the kang, and then climbed onto the kang herself. Without taking off her clothes, she pulled the quilt over herself, wrapping herself tightly like a silkworm, except that this silkworm had a very red face.
"What's wrong? You don't keep your word, do you?" Zhong Mingwei got up and looked at the silkworm in front of him. He was originally very upset, but now he couldn't help laughing, "Girl, do you think this is safe?"
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