How could Jiao Wan'er dare to believe his words, she hurriedly struggled to get up, but she didn't know what method Song Qingshu used to make her feel weak, and she couldn't stand up after several attempts.
"Master, let me go." Jiao Wan'er blushed and tried to push away the man beside her.
Song Qingshu salivated and leaned into her ear and asked softly, "Wan'er, have you missed me during this time?"
Jiao Wan'er blushed, and hurriedly said with a straight face: "Master, please respect yourself!"
"Wan'er, it's a couple of days and a hundred days of kindness. You turn your face and deny people so soon. I'm so sad when you do this." Song Qingshu deliberately made a heartbroken look.
Hearing him mention the old things, Jiao Wan'er's heart was also shaken, but reason still prevailed: "Master, you promised me that as long as I get things done in Yangzhou well, you won't bother me anymore."
Song Qingshu's fingertips slid across her fair face, making her eyelashes tremble slightly: "But the matter in Yangzhou is not over yet."
Jiao Wan'er thought she was a woman, and her body was already mature, but now she was steamed by his masculine and hot breath, and her bones were about to crumble, but the remaining rationality in her mind made her still try to refuse: "I can't do things that are sorry to Brother Luo …”
The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth rose slightly, knowing that her defenses had loosened a bit: "How can you be sorry for Senior Brother Luo, you must know that with his martial arts and ability, there are countless people who beat him in the entire Golden Snake Camp, plus Another hand was broken, if it wasn't because of you, how would I have given him so many opportunities?"
"Looking at the whole world, the most important thing is for a man to make contributions and honor his ancestors. It's Luo Liru. Even if the ancestors of the Luo family know about it, it's too late to thank you. How can you feel that you are sorry for him?"
"I..." Jiao Wan'er always felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but she couldn't remember it for a while, and didn't know how to refute it.
Song Qingshu struck while the iron was hot and said: "And more importantly, everything you do now is for your husband, is it because of your own desire?"
"Of course not!" Jiao Wan'er blushed hastily retorted.
"That's enough." Song Qingshu couldn't help secretly admiring his own wit. It was the same thing, but after doing this, he managed to give the whole thing a holy name, and looking back, it felt very different. Same.
Jiao Wan'er's frowning brows really relaxed a bit: "But this kind of thing..."
Song Qingshu interrupted simply: "Not so much, but only you and I know about this matter, and I won't talk to your husband, and you probably won't be stupid enough to tell him. Then in his heart, you are still that beautiful Gentle and good wife, in the eyes of outsiders, you are still a gentle and virtuous wife, what are you afraid of?"
Jiao Wan'er murmured: "But there is no impenetrable wall in the world."
"Why not, don't be fooled by those politically correct words," Song Qingshu comforted, "Our affairs will never be found out, unless..."
"Unless what?" Jiao Wan'er's heart sank suddenly, and she was waiting for his next words, who knew that he paused on purpose.
Song Qingshu smiled evilly, put his arms around her and said to her ear: "Unless you were pregnant by me during the separation from him..."
Jiao Wan'er's face turned as red as a rose petal, and she couldn't help being coquettish. She raised her fist and started hitting her: "How could I be pregnant with your flesh and blood."
Her powder fist was like a tickle, Song Qingshu let her beat it, and said in amazement, "Why is it impossible?" There is neither Durex nor Okamoto in this world, and it is impossible for Jiao Wan'er to know that she has already refined her Qi, If it was not on purpose, she would never allow the woman to conceive, so why is she so determined
Jiao Wan'er blushed: "It's impossible, it's impossible, anyway, don't ask any more." She thought to herself that she had been married for many years, and she was not one of those ignorant girls who had her own method of contraception, but the reason was so Do you want to be with him
Song Qingshu kept asking, but Jiao Wan'er just blushed and shook her head. Looking at her shy appearance, she couldn't help moving her index finger, and lowered her head to kiss her moist red lips.
Jiao Wan'er froze all over, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push him, but halfway through her hand, for some reason, it ended up gently wrapping around his neck.
After a long time, Jiao Wan'er finally got a chance to breathe, and hurriedly asked: "Master, is it true that once this matter is over, you won't... stop pestering me?"
Seeing her pleading gaze, Song Qingshu felt great pity in his heart: "Of course."
Jiao Wan'er's eyes lit up immediately, and she felt a little relieved, feeling the oppression of the man on her body, she bit her lip, and said: "Wan'er believes that the master is a hero who promises everything, in return, Wan'er ...Wan'er is willing...to serve the master with all her heart during this time." After that, she blushed shyly and began to take the initiative to untie her skirt...
Jiao Wan'er would never have been so bold if she was in the Golden Snake Camp, but now that the two of them are in a foreign country with no acquaintances around, the moral shackles in her heart have finally been loosened.
Although she had to succumb to the man in front of her a few times before, she had to admit that although this man was terrifying and hateful, he also had extraordinary charm, especially after spending the spring breeze with him, she knew that she would never be able to Forget about this man.
How many times in the dead of night, she woke up startled from her dream, and was ashamed to find that her body was so moist that she could only hold the quilt blankly in a daze. Now that the real person is by my side, I finally don't have to endure that kind of suffering.
…
Afterwards, the two embraced each other and fell asleep. When they fell into a daze, they were suddenly awakened by a knock on the door outside.
"Who?" Jiao Wan'er stood up suddenly, ignoring that her crystal white and tender body was exposed to the air like this.
Song Qingshu also woke up, patted her pink back lightly, sat up and hugged her from behind, bit her ear and said: "Don't be so nervous, with me by your side, even if it's black and white, I will Call you back too."
Hearing his words, Jiao Wan'er smiled sweetly, and she felt inexplicably at ease at this moment.
"Wan'er, it's me!"
Hearing what the person outside said next, the two people in the room were dumbfounded. It wasn't Impermanence, but Luo Liru, the husband of Jiao Wan'er, who was far more difficult than Impermanence!
"What to do, what to do?" Jiao Wan'er suddenly panicked. If her husband saw the scene in the room, she would have to kill herself with a knife to be calm.
Song Qingshu also had an embarrassing face, it seems that in the future, he should not talk too much, otherwise he will be slapped in the face every minute. Although Luo Liru's martial arts are low, he can't kill him, right? He's not Ximen Qing, he just wants to steal Jiao Wan'er, so why would he want to kill him