[Pei Jing, a Buddhist master who is well-known in Beijing circles, married the most aloof rich and famous lady. He thought it was a widowed marriage in which each of them treated each other as if they were guests. ] [Until there was a thunder on the wedding night, Pei Jing could suddenly hear the voice of his newlywed wife. ] [He thought that the voice of the flower of the high mountain must be romantic, until the deafening words of tiger and wolf shattered his world view——]
As a well-known iceberg beauty in Beijing circles, Lu Shuang is unsmiling and cold as ice. The outside world said that the marriage between Pei Jing and Lu Shuang was like the collision of two icebergs, and sooner or later they would freeze to death in this marriage. Pei Jing originally thought so too. Until he heard the lovely wife sitting beside the bed, who was chanting sutras calmly on the outside, roaring wildly in her heart:
[Suck it... The black shirt Pei Jing is wearing today is too abstinent! This jawline, the outline of these eight-pack abs, I want to slide on them! ] [Ahhh! The way he holds the tea cup with the hand holding the beads is so sexy! I wonder if this hand is strong when it pinches my waist? ] [It's so tiring to pretend to be cool! I have to pretend to be drunk tonight and touch his abs]
Pei Jing listened to the yellow waste running wildly in his mind, and lowered his eyes to look at his wife who was pretending to be calm, but her fingers were trembling slightly with excitement. He slowly loosened his tie, unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt, and deliberately leaned close to her ear: "Mrs. Pei, it's late at night, it's time to rest."
Looking at the iceberg goddess who blushed instantly, Pei Jing chuckled. This cold fairy turns out to be a greedy girl with a brain full of pornographic waste? Then let him see how long she can keep pretending!
