Bright Throne

Chapter 69

Qin Yi stretched out his hand to pinch his chin and turned to face himself, raised his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smirk and said, "Pei Hanrui, are you still shy?"

"...You guys, you talk a lot of nonsense." Pei Hanrui murmured in a low voice, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the moisture in his eyes had faded away, leaving only a deep smile.

Qin Yi lowered his head, looked at him closely, squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Speaking of which, I remember you seem to have said that the wax figures in your wax museum all have a set of exclusive customized designs. This one doesn't seem too special..."

Pei Hanrui suddenly felt a bit chilly behind him, he had never regretted so much why he took him to see that room—oh no, why did he want to clean up that collection room!

Raising his eyebrows, Qin Yi continued to count with his fingers: "He also said that not a top-notch model is not even eligible to be made into a wax figure collection. I begged you to wear my mouth and refused..."

"...Qin Yi..."

Qin also ignored him, stretched out his paw and handed it to him with a smile: "Oh, by the way, there is still a portrait fee of 200 million US dollars!"

Pei Hanrui looked at him dumbfounded: "I don't think I said I would make a wax figure for you..."

Qin Yi's face immediately turned down, he stretched his face and stared at him blankly, and said silently: "...It turns out that he is still not as good as those supermodels."

Pei Hanrui pressed his forehead, sighed, looked at him amusedly and said, "So you've always been worried about this? It's useless for you to care, because when I returned to China this time, I had burned all the wax figures."

"...Ah?!" Qin Yi was stunned. The exaggerated expression before was just a joke, but he was really surprised when he got this answer. "Are you crazy? Didn't you spend so much on those things?" Carefully collected time and energy... and where is your mother?"

The smile on Pei Hanrui's face restrained a little, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes, and he said lightly: "It's meaningless to keep those empty shells there, I don't need those false so-called 'eternal' anymore, my design Only when worn on a real person can its value be exerted. As for my mother, the dead cannot be resurrected. She stays in this world most of the time. The man in front of her will never even come to see her, so let her stay in my heart."

"...It seems to be a pity." Qin Yi curled his lips and patted the other person's head like a puppy, "It's a pity that I spent so much money, alas, my 200 million is hopeless..."

Pei Hanrui patted his claws that messed up his hairstyle speechlessly, and said: "So your focus is 200 million? If you want a wax figure so much, I'll just make you one. Don't you like that glass cabinet? Here you are How about putting it in there?"

"Crazy, ghosts like that thing." Qin Yi gave him a disgusted look, "Like a coffin."

Pei Hanrui laughed, hugged him tightly, put his forehead against the opponent's, and said softly: "With you by my side, what do you need a wax figure for?"

After a while of silence, Qin Yi distanced himself a little and stared at him deeply. His dark eyes gradually became fierce, like a lion just waking up from a deep sleep. When he smelled the scent of prey, his Adam's apple slid slightly and lowered his eyes. He raised his voice and said, "Pei Hanrui, I want to fuck you."

Pei Hanrui's black eyes became deeper, he clasped his wrist vigorously, and the hand around his waist also pressed the person onto him with force, he raised his head and kissed his lips.

The wet and soft touch is so sweet that people are intoxicated and obsessed. Qin Yi pressed the person on the back of the chair in an anticlimactic manner. Heat gradually filled the small space.

Soon he was no longer satisfied with ordinary kisses, Pei Hanrui slid his hands from his back to the front, and unbuttoned the champagne-colored suit jacket one by one, but was suddenly caught by Qin Yi, without saying a word He pressed firmly on the belt buckle of his trousers.

"Untie it." Qin Yi said hoarsely.

In the cold and silent night, the black car was parked in the outskirts of the inaccessible, and in the quiet darkness, there were faint moans that made people blush and heartbeat.

On the back seat, the two had switched positions. Pei Hanrui's shirt was wide open, and the silver tie hung loosely on his chest. The muscles of his chest undulated powerfully. His eyes were half-opened, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a magnificent Blushing, his eyes that seemed to be joyful and painful didn't leave Qin Yi's eyes for a moment.

"...Qin Yi...um..." Pei Hanrui murmured the other party's name, his whole body tensed into a drawn bow.

Compared with his messy clothes, Qin Yi still looks well-dressed. He squinted his eyes, carefully admiring his expression indulging in love, watching him slowly change from a solemn and abstinent superior to a promiscuous Out of control, the strong sense of conquest made him want to stop like an addiction.

He slowly accelerated the force of the impact, clasped the opponent's neck and pressed towards himself, and said with a low hoarse and slow smile: "Pei Hanrui, when you designed this dress, did you imagine that I would violate you like this while wearing it, eh? "

The last slightly raised ending sounds like a demonic force, magnetic and hoarse, and it turns a thousand times on the tip of the tongue, licking Pei Hanrui's nerve endings, causing him to burst into a more violent flame instantly.

He let out a deep low laugh from his chest, bent his eyes, the eyes were moist, and moved to the ear of the other party, seductive and provocative, and said softly: "Yeah...ah——"

Qin Yi's eyes sank in an instant, and he teased him fiercely until he couldn't pronounce a complete syllable at all...

Paris, France, Champs Elysees, 7:[-] am.

Pei Mingze woke up on time as usual, took half an hour to wash and dress properly, and sat down at the table in the dining room at 7:[-], the wall-mounted TV on the wall started to play the morning news, with this morning's newspaper in hand And breakfast, a sandwich, a vegetable salad, and a glass of warm water, like this every day, unshakeable.

Today, however, he didn't eat immediately. His eyes were firmly fixed on the reports from the United States sent by Assistant Jiao, his face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked like a storm was about to come.

He carefully read every word in the report, carefully looked at the photos on it, and after confirming again and again that they were Pei Hanrui and Qin Yi, he suddenly flew into a rage, and slapped him on the dining table angrily. Up, almost knocked the knife and fork off.

"This unfilial son! He's becoming more and more lawless! What happened to that male model? How did you deal with him? If you can't get along in China, how can you go to the United States and become prosperous instead?"

Jiao Pingshi stood beside him silently, bowed slightly and said in a low voice: "Pei Dong, I didn't think carefully about this matter. I didn't expect that Mr. Qin would have the ability to make a comeback in the United States..."

"That's enough." Pei Mingze interrupted him unhappily, restrained his angry expression, put the report aside, took a sip of water, calmed down after a while, and said in a deep voice, "Hmph, I didn't expect that Qin Yi still has some skills, we can't reach the United States yet, let's ignore him for now, but we can't let Pei Hanrui continue to embarrass my Pei family, you—"

Before he finished speaking, the maid hurried over and said, "Sir, there is an emergency call!"

Pei Mingze frowned, and said darkly, "Say I'm not here."

"But..." The maid looked at him hesitantly with a puzzled expression on her face.

Pei Mingze said impatiently: "But what? Just do as I say."

The maid was so anxious that she was about to cry: "But that old gentleman claims to be your father. Or is it that you are not here?"

"——What?!" This shock was no small matter. Pei Mingze was numb at first, then his face changed drastically, and he stood up from the chair suddenly, knocking the dining table to one side.

Jiao Pingshi was also taken aback. As far as he knew, the old man of the Pei family had never called Pei Mingze on his own initiative, and every time Chairman Pei greeted him, almost every time he was not cold-eyed and slapped. .

Even so, this old man has an undoubted right to speak in the Pei family and all the properties under the name of the Pei family. Although he has gradually stopped asking about foreign affairs in recent years, the old antiques who worked hard under him back then were caught by the board of directors. A lot, when Pei Mingze gradually came to power, it took a lot of effort to contend with them.

With a sullen face, Pei Mingze hurriedly answered the phone: "Hello, father?"

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and then he sighed: "You can hardly recognize the voice of my old bone."

The muscles on Pei Mingze's face moved slightly, his voice slowed down, and he said respectfully, "How could that be?"

"You must be wondering why I made this call. The news from the United States should already be on your desk at this moment."

"..." Pei Mingze's expression changed, "It turned out to be this matter, please rest assured father, I will definitely not let Pei Hanrui continue to do such stupid things that damage the reputation of my Pei family."

"Oh, I knew it would be like this. The reason why I called you was to tell you. In fact, Han Rui's thoughts in his heart had already been told to me earlier..."

Pei Mingze was stunned for a moment: "Then why do you still sit and watch this happen?"

Some withered flowers in the flower room have been re-budted. The old man lay on the chair and watched, and sighed: "I thought about it for a long time, and that child Han Rui also knelt down and begged me for a long time. Finally, I also looked away. Maybe it's because I'm getting old, the days are numbered, what happened back then... I really don't want to see another Yaqian again."

Hearing the name Yaqian, Pei Mingze's expression froze for a moment. It was the name of his son's mother—yes, the son's mother, not even his wife.

Pei Mingze's face was a bit ugly, he wanted to say something more, but the old man's tone on the phone suddenly became a little cold: "You should know why Yaqian died of depression back then!"

Pei Mingze's heart was shocked, and he shook the hand holding the microphone vigorously, without saying a word for a long time.

At this moment, on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, it was still late at night.

A hot night.

The space in the car was too narrow, and the two of them didn't enjoy themselves at all. As soon as they got home, they couldn't help but rolled into the sofa and continued to entangle passionately.

Qin Yi fell on Pei Hanrui's body, firmly suppressing him, and stifled all his attempts to counterattack in the bud. When the two of them fell in love, Qin Yi suddenly felt a little itchy on his legs, and the two turned their heads. He looked at them, only to find that poor Doro was looking at them sadly with an empty bowl in his mouth, and then kicked Qin Yi's leg with his head.

"..."

"Ah... I almost forgot that Lao Ji moved away, no one prepared food for this bitch."

"Ugh-"