As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

His clothes were being pulled tighter and tighter.

In an instant, the man in his arms suddenly raised his head.

Immediately afterwards, there was a touch of coolness on the man's lips, and there was an urgency of dependence and fear of loss in his movements.

Ling Qi is scared.

The buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, and Ling Qi's hands moved down one by one.

"Ling Qi." Pei Yanxing gently pulled away, "Have you made up your mind?"

What responded to him was that Ling Qi took the initiative to untie his belt for the first time.

The person in front of her lowered her eyes, and in her clumsy and eager movements, there was a long-standing uneasiness in her heart. Ling Qi was desperately looking for someone who could rely on and trust her.

Pei Yanxing secretly rejoiced at this hard-earned trust, but immediately afterwards, he was flooded with heartache.

In the silent and dark space, Pei Yanxing's hot hands covered her and helped Ling Qi unbutton the hidden buckle of her belt.

The slightly cool lips covered him again, Ling Qi tightly hooked the man's neck and kissed him desperately.

Pei Yanxing responded to her.

He stood up holding the person in his arms, and there was a deep space in the middle of the bed.

Clothes scattered on the ground.

In the dark night, they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, and the man gradually took the initiative.

His thin lips moved upward, brushing over the eyebrows and eyes of the person under him. He kissed every part of it carefully, kissing away all the moisture on his face.

The salty bitterness disappeared into his lips, and he spoke slowly and with extreme tenderness, "Ling Qi, forget that. The rest of your life is ours, ours and Aye's. I will always be by your side."

The three words "I love you" filled my ears.

He hugged the slender waist underneath him, and wrapped his slender white legs around his strong waist.

He comforted the person below, "Hold me tight."

"..."

(I’ve omitted a few hundred words here, I’ve tried my best to abbreviate them, but I still haven’t passed... the same old place...)

That night, Pei Yanxing was restrained and gentle. He didn't care about anything, and catered to the people under him in everything he did.

Before long, Ling Qi fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Yanxing carried the person in his arms to the bathroom.

Under the dazzling light, he finally saw those red and swollen eyes clearly.

Ling Qi had been suppressed for too long and stretched for too long. Coupled with tonight's charming fall, her whole body was exhausted physically and mentally. The warm water hit her body lightly, and she didn't wake up until she was carried back to the bed.

After so many years, Ling Qi is too tired...

After cleaning everything, Pei Yanxing hugged the person in his arms, gently kissed her on the forehead, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.

Perhaps it was because a funeral had just been held, but the entire palace was still shrouded in unyielding sadness. It was quiet and empty, and no one could see it. There was only one person left in the ward, with tubes inserted all over his body. His muscles had become weak because he had been bedridden for many years. , the index finger raised slightly and then dropped.

The next day, it was bright and clear, and the person on the bed was still asleep.

Pei Yanxing got dressed and quietly got out of bed, turned around and tucked the quilt for the person on the bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, then opened the door and went downstairs.

Pei Yanxing went straight to the kitchen after going downstairs. As soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, he heard Ling Mo exclaiming, "Aye, what are you doing with these things? I'll hurt you soon. Come down quickly."

Pei Yanxing rushed in without stopping and saw a row of small stools next to the sink. A child less than four years old was pedaling on them. He was still wrapped in pajamas and holding a carrot in his hand, reaching for the sink. He rubbed his hands loudly, and his sleeves and body were covered with water.

There is also a knife on the cooking table next to it.

Ling Mo took his carrot and put it aside, then lifted him to the ground.

"Aye, are you hungry? Want to eat carrots?"

"Auntie..." The little boy hesitated, lowering his head slightly.

He didn't like to eat carrots, but he saw that there were occasionally carrots in the soup that Grandma Shen served to his mother, and they were also included in the video tutorial he just watched on his phone watch.

At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps and saw from the corner of his eye that they were Pei Yanxing's slippers.

He raised his head and turned his eyes to look over, and his mouth suddenly dropped.

Sudden grievance.

Pei Yanxing winked at Ling Mo and motioned for her to go out.

Then he walked up to the little boy and knelt down, holding his little hand, "Tell daddy, what's wrong?"

In the Pei family and here, the little boy listened to Ling Qi's words and never shouted these two words again.

Hearing this affectionate call, the little pearls wrapped in his eyes suddenly fell to the ground. He buried himself in the man's arms and poked his head on the man's shoulder, his voice choked with sobs.

"Dad, mom is unhappy, doesn't eat well, and ignores people. Aye wants to make soup for mom."

Although Ling Luye is usually lively and noisy, after living in the forest for three years and living with wolves, his temperament is very sensitive.

He can sensitively detect everyone's emotional changes.

Although someone was taking care of him these days, he clearly felt something was wrong with Ling Qi. Coupled with the oppressive atmosphere in the palace all day long, he wanted to learn how everyone took care of him when he was sick.

Since he came to his mother, every time he got sick, his mother would feed him food and drink medicine, and she would also cook him delicious food herself. He was happy.

So he also wants to imitate his mother and cook for her, so that her mother will be happy.

The little man lay on the man's shoulder, "Dad, why is mom unhappy? Who is the uncle in the photo yesterday?"

Ling Luye had never met Ling Zhi before. He only met Ling Qi and bowed in the mourning hall yesterday when he saw her off.

Pei Yanxing did not answer his question.

He picked up the kid on the ground, wiped his tears, and said in a very light tone, "Dad also wants to cook for mom, can we do it together?"

He put Ling Luye on the small stool he had placed, and asked him to pass something from time to time. The two of them cooperated and worked in the kitchen for an hour, but no one was allowed in.

Pei Yanxing carried the meal prepared by the two people upstairs, followed by a little tail.

Before pushing away Ling Qi's room, the man thought of the people who were not yet wearing clothes. He lowered his head to Zai, who was already looking forward to it. "Mom may still be sleeping. I'll go in and take a look first. If you wake up, I'll call you in. If you don't wake up, Shall we wait downstairs?"

The little boy nodded obediently.

The man pushed the door open and went in, and saw the bright room. The person on the bed had opened the curtains and was looking out the window in a daze.

Hearing the noise, she turned around and saw the man carrying breakfast.