Cheng Yaojia froze immediately, and her complacent look froze on her face.
The soft touch instantly dissipated Song Qingshu's stomachache, replaced by a deep sense of embarrassment, always feeling that he was not very authentic.
"Hmph, this is a punishment for your behavior just now." Song Qingshu withdrew his hand sternly, coughed twice and hurriedly changed the subject, "Let's continue the agreement just now, if you still don't say it after dozens of times, don't blame me for being rude .”
Cheng Yaojia's mind went blank. That pure land that only her husband can touch, was actually polluted by this man
She kept thinking about this matter in her mind, so that Song Qingshu didn't realize it until he counted to ten.
"It seems that you don't seem to care about my taking off your clothes." Song Qingshu was also depressed, why is this woman so stubborn, tell me directly, it's over, and she insists on getting to the current situation.
"Don't!" Cheng Yaojia put his hands on his chest, trying to stop him from taking off the second dress.
"Then let me ask again. If you tell me, I won't bully you like this anymore." Song Qingshu said softly.
Cheng Yaojia shook her head, but just hugged her hands tightly.
Song Qingshu frowned, wondering if there was anything I could do with you, a rich young lady
Stretching out his hand to brush her elbow, Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt his hands go numb, and could no longer hug her chest, and fell down weakly.
Song Qingshu deliberately snorted, then reached out and cut into her skirt, and took off her second dress. Although he was careful enough, he still couldn't stop it, but it was inevitable that he would touch her body occasionally.
Cheng Yaojia's face was as red as a rose, and Song Qingshu was also embarrassed, so he could only say: "You have to think carefully, you only have the last piece of clothing left on your body now, if you refuse to answer again, I'm afraid you will be honest with me See you."
Although Song Qingshu knew that she should still be wearing a bellyband, but this was not the era when bikinis were everywhere in the previous life. If she showed her bellyband in front of a strange man, it would be no different from being naked.
"You kill me!" Cheng Yaojia's lips were almost bleeding from the bite.
Song Qingshu knew that it would be useless to continue to press her with her current mood, so she changed her strategy, and instead of rushing to count, she said to her in a soft tone: "Miss Cheng"
"I'm already married!" Cheng Yaojia snorted coldly.
"Okay then, Madam Lu," Song Qingshu cleared his throat, "I don't know why you are so stubborn, and you don't want to say anything even if you are trying to protect your innocence."
Cheng Yaojia gritted her teeth and said, "Compared to national righteousness, my personal innocence is nothing!"
Song Qingshu was immediately in awe, he didn't expect that she was weak and coquettish on the outside, but she was so strong on the inside.
After a long silence, Song Qingshu sighed: "It's me, Meng Lang. If there is any offence, I hope Madam will forgive me."
After speaking, she put on the clothes she had just taken off one by one. Cheng Yaojia didn't know why, so she turned her head and looked at her in surprise.
"Ma'am, don't be surprised. The reason I did this just now was just to get information from my wife. My wife has a big heart, so it doesn't make any sense if I take off your clothes." Seeing that Cheng Yaojia blushed when she heard this, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "I admire Madam's chastity and heart, so I don't want to continue to offend you. There are too many people outside now, so it is inconvenient for me to let you go, but you can rest assured that after dark, I will Looking for a chance to let you go."
"Really?" Cheng Yaojia looked at her in disbelief.
Song Qingshu replied sternly: "Since I respect Madam, how can I lie to you again."
"You lied to me a lot just now," Cheng Yaojia muttered in a low voice, seeing Song Qingshu's helpless face, he just smiled shyly, "Thank you!"
"It's not in vain to get Madam's sincere smile." Song Qingshu sighed.
Cheng Yaojia blushed, and said in a weak voice, "Can you let me get up first?"
Sitting in Song Qingshu's arms, she faintly felt being pestered by something. She was no longer a girl in a boudoir, and she still didn't know what was going on. The oppressive feeling of masculinity made her voice tremble a little.
Song Qingshu was stunned, and immediately realized something. Compared with Cheng Yaojia's shy face, he was much more open-minded. He let go of his hand and smiled: "The body's natural reaction, I hope Madam will not be offended."
Cheng Yaojia hummed, and stood there with her head down after getting up, her eyes fixed on her feet, her hands kept holding the corners of her clothes, and she didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
But at this moment, she had an unexpected thought in her mind: Although this man looked rough, he was unexpectedly so careful, and he actually dressed his daughter's clothes perfectly.
Seeing her restrained appearance, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, and patted the chair beside him: "Aren't you tired from standing like this, come and sit down."
How dare Cheng Yaojia throw himself into the trap, his head immediately shook like a rattle.
Song Qingshu was startled and then realized immediately: "It's me, Meng Lang, why would you sit with other men? How about this, you sit while I stand."
As he spoke, he stood up and gave the chair to her.
"You sit by yourself." Cheng Yaojia still hadn't recovered from her senses at this time. The fierce Jin Kingdom Tartar had suddenly turned into a humble and polite gentleman. No matter how big her brain was, I can't figure out what's going on.
"There is a custom in our hometown that women are given priority." Song Qingshu couldn't help but pinch her shoulders and push her to the chair, while he sat on the floor opposite her.
Cheng Yaojia was embarrassed to look at him, and turned to recognize his face, and said in a low voice: "I find that you don't seem to be that bad."
Song Qingshu laughed playfully: "Just now someone called me mean, obscene and shameless."
Cheng Yaojia's face became hot, and she subconsciously muttered: "Your behavior just now was a bit despicable and shameless."
Song Qingshu knew that he had gone too far just now, and smiled slightly when he heard the words, without making any excuses, just quietly looking at her fair and tender face.
A red line visible to the naked eye surged up Cheng Yaojia's neck. Being stared at by him so intently, he was obviously extremely shy.
"What's your name?" Cheng Yaojia was uncomfortable seeing him, and hurriedly said to divert attention.
"Song Keke, my name is Tang Kuobian." Song Qingshu almost slipped his tongue.
"Oh." After Cheng Yaojia said "oh," she didn't say anything else, she just stared at the car wall quietly, and looked at the scenery outside from the gap near the window.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qingshu was also happy to appreciate the quiet picture of a lady in front of him. The two of them just looked at people and looked out of the window, and they had already returned to the Daotai yamen before they knew it.
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