Chapter 194 Call me my name.
Jiang Jinshuang never shy away from anything about the matter between bed.
It is normal for men to love and love, and it is not something to be ashamed of.
Jiang Jinshuang thought so, but she also knew that in such a world, not to mention women, even men would think that her ideas were shocking and contrary to etiquette.
——Not to mention that man is Pei Du.
Jiang Jinshuang said this only to tease her, and she didn't care how Pei Du looked at her.
So interesting.
It's not in vain.
Today is not in vain.
Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin and looked down at the man beneath her.
She easily exposed his arrogance and nobleness, and said with a smile that he was "not good at it".
In those eyebrows, there was a smile, provocation, and even teasing.
But there is no love.
She didn't care about his emotions, she just found it interesting and curious.
——He was once covered with the golden light by her own hands, and now she pulled off his golden light with a smile.
Without any nostalgia.
He tossed and turned because of her pulling, unable to sleep day and night.
Pei Du's hair is messy.
But it seems that every strand of hair seems to be carefully designed, and the chaotic beauty is revealed.
He was pressed between the bed by her, his chest was rising and falling, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, but the ink-colored eyes were still falling on her and never moved away.
The man was in a mess.
Women's dress is flat.
——No matter how you look at it, it seems that he is the one who is being bullied.
Jiang Jinshuang didn't say anything, but still sat down his waist and abdomen.
The too obvious feeling made Jiang Jinshuang adjust her sitting position uncomfortable.
But it's just one.
Pei Du frowned suddenly, grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's wrist with one hand, and some sounds spilled out of his throat.
He looked up at her, like a devout believer looking at his god.
"Don't, move."
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, and was still playing with the cold jade pendant in her hand, smiling as if nothing had happened.
The hand holding her wrist finally used some force, and the finger bones paused slightly and the veins suddenly rose.
She still didn't speak and let Pei Du see her like this.
In the bedroom, sandalwood is swaying and purple smoke from the incense burner.
The curtain fell gently, and the figures of the two were faintly visible.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled, just looking at him.
Like a silent confrontation, the two of them met.
For a long time.
It was Pei Du who spoke first.
He pressed his voice and held Jiang Jinshuang's wrist with a little more force. "I am indeed not very successful."
It seems to be surrendering.
But it's not enough.
Jiang Jinshuang wants more than that.
The chin was raised higher.
Jiang Jinshuang's fingertips rubbed the jade pendant, and his tone was light: "Pei Du, do you know what I want to hear."
Not these.
More than that.
Pei Du's eyes went wrong.
He turned his head slightly and his thin lips pursed into a line.
She is so proud.
Her pride doesn't even care about the self-esteem of others. She is familiar with it and tramples others under her feet without hesitation.
Jiang Jinshuang knew.
Pei Du also knew it.
"Pei Du."
Jiang Jinshuang called him.
With a little warning and impatience.
Although the corners of his mouth were still raised, there was a little patience in his eyes: "Speak."
Finally.
Jiang Jinshuang felt the undulating curve of his chest even more violently. He grabbed her hand and slowly moved upwards and placed it on his neck.
——Her hands clamped his throat.
It seems like I want to offer all my piety.
When Jiang Jinshuang put her hand on his neck, she could clearly feel the vibration caused by each word making sound.
He said.
"I beg your highness to give mercy."
He exposed his most vulnerable weakness to her nakedly.
He said, I beg your Highness to give mercy.
Just before, she wanted to hear what he said countless times.
In the past, she always made him kneel down with a smile, and he kneeled up straight, doing good deeds and never disobeyed.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
She was still dissatisfied and said, "Pei Du, you said 'I beg your highness to mercy'."
He refused.
He said, Your Highness, it's past.
Now, the man took her hand and covered his neck.
He looked at her like that.
It's like a dying believer who is willing to sacrifice his life for his god.
He said, I beg your Highness to give mercy.
How fun.
The smile on the corner of Jiang Jinshuang's mouth finally became a little deeper, and even a little interest appeared in her eyes.
Oh, it turns out that's how it feels.
It turned out that Pei Du was staring at her with that look in a state of awakeness, and she felt this way when she said this.
Jiang Jinshuang is a very playful person.
She won't find ordinary things and objects interesting.
But I have to admit that at this moment, Jiang Jinshuang was indeed pleased.
Under the palm of her hand, Jiang Jinshuang felt the man's Adam's apple rolling up and down in her palm.
It's like a gentle feather, bringing a little bit of itch that doesn't reach the depths.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled with satisfaction, and the hand holding the jade pendant slowly reached behind him.
His body.
Pei Du's robe is loose.
You can easily catch his emotions without even having any mind.
The cold jade pendant felt the touch, and Jiang Jinshuang saw Pei Du's brows suddenly frowning, and a layer of bumps appeared on her body as she wished.
"Don't move, Pei Du," Jiang Jinshuang tilted her head, her eyes clear and clear without any impurities or desire, "This is my 'mercy'."
The so-called pity.
It was she holding the jade pendant, and with him, she clamped the jade pendant in the palm of her hand.
The jade is cold and hard, it is the best mutton fat jade. It is pale all over. After being played with by Jiang Jinshuang for a long time, you can even see a little color.
The moment the jade pendant touched him, he no longer had a depressed and low hum.
Jiang Jinshuang is skillful in playing with the jade pendant, and he is tightened with his waist and abdomen, which brings out the smooth skin lines on his body.
Jiang Jinshuang didn't even look back, but just smiled at his expression, which was intriguing and meaningful.
She gave him joy.
It's like the string of a kite flying, Jiang Jinshuang is the person who cares about flying the kite.
Suddenly, Jiang Jinshuang suddenly remembered the story book she had read before.
The princess in the story book slapped the scholar on the face. The scholar took a few steps forward, spread her palm open to check whether her palm was injured.
Image.
What do you think?
Jiang Jinshuang sneered, letting the cold jade pendant close to him, and letting him feel helpless, but she did not dare to hold her wrist vigorously.
Yes, what do you think?
Men must have never been like this.
I can't even control the violent and violent emotions.
The powerful and powerful Qing officials who had never valued their desires were even panicked in their eyes. He opened his lips slightly, trying to say something.
But in the end, he just kept a hoarse voice and shouted to her: "Jiang Jinshuang..."
"What?" Jiang Jinshuang tilted her head, still playing with the jade pendant on her palm.
"Call me..."
"What did you call you?" Jiang Jinshuang smiled and pretended not to understand, "Sir Pei..."
"No , Yes..."
"Sir, Chief Support?"
"Jiang Jinshuang..." The unreality of his feet stepping on the clouds became deeper and deeper. He could only grasp her wrist hard and wanted her to hold his kite string, "Call me my name..."
"Is it good to call me my name..."