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Chapter 1068

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Although their relationship had been tacitly acknowledged, they usually communicated with their eyes at most. Touching one's small hand was considered intimate, let alone kissing.

"Of course I'm happy, but …"

Before Wei Ci could finish speaking, his lord leaned forward again.

Wei Ci did not dare to struggle vigorously. The two of them fell to the ground from the window, which happened to be where the shadow was the heaviest. He could only see her silhouette with his eyes wide open, but he could not see her expression. He could only see the soft light reflected in her bright eyes.

"My lord?"

Wei Ci's breathing was slightly heavy. His hands were placed by his side. After a while, he put them on Jiang Pengji's waist.

As he spoke, his lapel loosened, revealing a small part of his chest and delicate collarbone.

Jiang Pengji nibbled twice and smacked her lips as if she was savoring the aftertaste.

"The taste is not bad. Why did I agree to the promise of waiting for eight to ten years? " Jiang Pengji smiled delightedly. "What Zi Shi always says makes sense — for the sake of having fun, one should do it in time. How can one wait? If there is fun, one should enjoy it. Why suffer? "

Wei Ci was stunned.

He intuitively felt that Jiang Pengji's state was not right, but he did not know what was wrong.

"Zixiao, do you know that I probably don't have many days left to live …"

Jiang Pengji sighed. There was a smile in her words, so Wei Ci thought Jiang Pengji was joking.

As soon as he heard the word "death," his expression suddenly darkened.

"My lord is blessed and blessed. You will be the ruler of the world in the future. How can you curse yourself like this?"

Jiang Pengji chuckled. She said, "I love listening to Zixiao speak."

Wei Ci's expression did not improve. Instead, he asked her, "My lord, do you also think that I am just a vile person who flatters and fawns over you?"

"Of course not."

"In that case, my lord should know that every word I say comes from the bottom of my heart. You should not simply listen to it as' good words. '"

Wei Ci was a very serious person. Jiang Pengji really could not dissuade him in this aspect.

"My lord will definitely live to a ripe old age. In the future, you will have many children and grandchildren …"

Jiang Pengji blinked and said with a smile, "In the future, you will have many children and grandchildren?"

Wei Ci was stunned for a moment. After a while, he understood the ambiguity of her words. He was so angry that his face turned red.

If his lord continued to be so perverted, how could he face the word "f" in the future?

"Everyone has their own ups and downs. If I tell you for sure that I won't be able to live to a hundred years old, and I'll die soon —"

Jiang Pengji said with a smile. Without waiting for her to finish, Wei Ci, who was trapped on the ground by her, suddenly moved. He turned around and pressed her under his body.

The two of them were so close that their breaths were intertwined.

Jiang Pengji did not have to look to know that Wei Ci was angry.

"It's impossible for you to suddenly die!"

Jiang Pengji responded with a smile and said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, yes. It's impossible for him to die suddenly. At most, he will die young —"

Wei Ci could not bear to listen to these words, especially when they were linked to Jiang Pengji.

Who would curse themselves for having a short lifespan all day long? If all the deities and Buddhas in the sky really heard it and shortened her lifespan, wouldn't Wei Ci go crazy?

"Zixiao — I don't want to either —" Jiang Pengji sighed and raised her hand to caress his back. The two of them changed from lying on top to lying on their sides. They faced each other and said, "I don't believe in fate, but sometimes I have no choice but to believe it. If not for the fact that I have no other choice, I don't want to abandon the foundation that I've just started, let go of my ambition, and cruelly leave. A stolen life is really too short — "

Wei Ci's expression changed. He clenched his slender fingers into a fist, his nails digging into his flesh.

"You're a smart person. Most likely you've already guessed that I'm not Liu Xi," Jiang Pengji said. "My surname is Jiang, and my name is Pengji. I come from a very, very distant world. I stole this part of Liu Xi's life. Although it's not what I want, I can't do anything if others want to take it back. Wei Zixiao — you said that I've coveted you for so many years, and you're very clear about it. Why won't you allow me? "

Wei Ci listened to her in a daze, as if he was listening to a heavenly book.

His lips moved, and he could not speak for a long time.

"A stolen life will definitely be taken back by the heavens?" He came back to his senses. "If that's the case, I may be able to accompany my lord for a while longer."

Unfortunately, Wei Ci was also a "thief."

Jiang Pengji knew the deeper meaning of his words. She smiled and leaned closer to him, kissing him on the lips.

"As expected, Zixiao is still the most considerate."

No matter how many years had passed, Wei Ci still could not adapt to Jiang Pengji's enthusiasm.

He scrupulously abided by his identity and did not dare to overstep his boundaries and offend her in any situation. Even in such matters, he let her lead.

Although Jiang Pengji did not have much actual combat experience, in the interstellar era, what could she not have?

Her theoretical knowledge was very rich, and she was familiar with all kinds of difficult positions.

Jiang Pengji saw that Wei Ci had tacitly agreed. Her right hand moved from his chest to his waist. After feeling around for a while, she started to untie the knot.

His clothes were half undone. His eyes were drowsy, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with moisture.

While she was dawdling, Jiang Pengji's clothes loosened a little. Wei Ci could not suppress his emotions as he looked at her.

Jiang Pengji was about to feel her hand down when the tip of her ear moved. There was a strange movement outside the door.

She looked up abruptly, and coincidentally saw a tall black shadow flash past the door.

Jiang Pengji's mind calmed down, and she quickly got up. She straightened her clothes and opened the door.

Wei Ci seemed to have been splashed with a basin of water. The misty look in his eyes faded, and it was replaced by rationality and seriousness.

"My lord?"

Wei Ci saw that Jiang Pengji maintained the posture of opening the door and did not move. He quickly took the lamp at the side to illuminate the room.

He went forward to take a look. He saw a long black wooden box on the ground. The outside of the wooden box was carved with complicated auspicious clouds and dragon and phoenix patterns.

In addition, there was a creature lying on top of the wooden box, moaning softly. Its soft and fat body was spread out like a meat patty.

The creature seemed to have noticed them as well. It raised its head with difficulty, and its two black grape-like eyes stared straight at them.

Jiang Pengji's face was a little gloomy.

If the person had not deliberately made a sound, she would not have noticed that there was someone outside!

"Bring them in …" Jiang Pengji said gloomily.

Wei Ci could only squat down. He scooped up the black and white meat patty with one hand and picked up the black wooden box with the other.

"Eh?"

He thought that the wooden box was very light, but the actual weight was far beyond his imagination. He could not carry it with one hand.

Jiang Pengji saw the situation and reached out to help.

She weighed it. She did not know what was inside, but it was close to a hundred kilograms!

Wei Ci found that there was a letter under the black and white meat patty.

"Come in …"

Jiang Pengji's face was a little gloomy. No one would be in a good mood if their mood was interrupted by external objects.

Wei Ci did not dare to directly pass the strange letter to Jiang Pengji. What if it was smeared with poison?

Wei Ci was shocked when he opened it.

"The craftsmanship of this paper is really ingenious …"

It was as white as snow and as thin as silk. Even the best rice paper could not compare to one ten-thousandth of it.

Looking at the content, there were only two sentences.

"It was created by your father. I present it to you."

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