Seeing the other party's extremely aggressive eyes, Chen Yuanyuan's heart beat faster for a while, and she opened her mouth. What was originally a refusal turned into an invitation: "If you can dissolve your negative emotions, then... then you can vent it on me." …”
Afterwards, her voice became lower and lower, Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks were hot, and she didn't understand why she said such bold words, but the arrogance that bloomed at the moment Song Qing threw herself down, was like a lion examining its prey , although she was very scared, but at the same time there was an unspeakable throbbing in her body, a trembling from the soul.
This may be something engraved on a woman's genes. No matter how mature and wise she is, how calm and calm she is, or how proud she is to be strong, they all worship the strong in their bones. For popular sake.
Hearing the other party's words, Song Qing couldn't help being startled: "Are you serious?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished to slap himself. It is hopeless to say such things at this critical moment.
Sure enough, Chen Yuanyuan bit her lips lightly, and there seemed to be water flowing in her eyes: "Fake."
"It doesn't matter, I've heard what you said just now." Song Qing finally got the hang of it, stopped talking too much, and kissed her directly.
Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were closed, and her whole body was also very stiff, but soon she gradually relaxed under the gentle kiss of the other party.
Song Qing felt that his body was about to explode at this time. No man could refuse the charm of the stunning beauty Chen Yuanyuan. At first he thought that he could still appreciate her beauty purely, but now he found that he was very wrong. It's deceiving, but the body's instinctive reaction can't deceive people!
Now the strong physical reaction clearly told him that he wanted him to possess the woman in front of him, and wanted her to ruthlessly ravage her and conquer her.
In fact, Song Qing has always been hesitant about how to deal with the relationship with Chen Yuanyuan. After all, her reputation is not very good, and he will bear the world's infamy if she is not careful; He never talked about love, but he was always a little unclear. If something happened to her, he was destined to part ways with A Ke in the future.
The huge moral and ethical pressure on weekdays made Song Qing dare not take a step beyond the threshold, but now this pressure has turned into a strong stimulus. He can no longer care about these, and there is only one impulse in his mind: You must get her, even if the flood is overwhelming afterward.
Unsatisfied with just asking for Chen Yuanyuan's sweet kiss, Song Qing began to explore other locations.
When Song Qing began to kiss her cheeks and neck, Chen Yuanyuan finally got a little breather, put her hands on the other's chest, and said hesitantly: "I am older than you~" Her heart was indeed full of contradictions, although her body was full of longing and trembling, but rationality kept reminding her that with the age gap between the two parties, she could even be the elder of the other party.
"So what?" Song Qing smiled slightly, "I just like this kind of mature and gentle big sister."
In fact, Chen Yuanyuan has always been very confident in her charm. At her peak, she was more confident than any woman. Although her appearance has not faded in recent years, the troubles of age have gradually come to her heart.
Zhen Ji was so glamorous back then, which attracted the jealousy between Emperor Wei and King Chen, but in the end she was no match for the years. As more and more young and beautiful concubines entered the harem, Zhen Ji gradually lost her favor and was almost thrown into the cold palace. .
Chen Yuanyuan is familiar with this period of history, so she is extremely sensitive to age issues, so Song Qing's answer is the most beautiful love story in the world for her, and she can't help but wrap her arms around the other party's neck: "Qing~"
Song Qing didn't expect her to be so emotional. Thirty years old is indeed not young in this world, but in Song Qing's view, this is another peak period for women. Think about Lin Chiling and Gao Yuanyuan in the previous life, They are all in their thirties, which one is not the existence that makes a group of nerds kneel and lick
Chen Yuanyuan guided Song Qing's hand into her skirt, and Song Qing's breathing suddenly became rapid. Even though the other party was hit by the soul shifter, he had reached into her skirt before, but how could that situation be compared to the other party's eyes Looking at you with tenderness and sweetness willingly
This was really a lightning strike, and the two quickly rolled together on the bed, leaving only the most primitive impulse of the body.
"Sister Yuanyuan, your body is so soft." Song Qing finally realized that it was not her own illusion. Chen Yuanyuan's body at this moment is like cotton, which makes people want to stop after touching it. No wonder she just made "Shenjiaojing" Those exaggerated movements.
"Do you like it?" Chen Yuanyuan's skin was covered with a rouge-like blush, which became more and more charming.
"Of course I like it." Song Qing only felt parched, but she still asked out her previous curiosity, "Then why wasn't your body so soft in the first place, otherwise you wouldn't need my help to put out those exercises in the "Shenzu Jing" posture?"
"Isn't it because of being suppressed by you..." Chen Yuanyuan could only explain, "My physique is a bit special. Once I get emotional... my body will become softer and softer..."
When Song Qing heard it, her whole body was about to explode, and she asked with difficulty: "Then you were emotional when I pressed your legs for you just now?"
Chen Yuanyuan pursed her lips, a trace of shame flashed in her eyes: "I won't tell you~"
Song Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and pressed down on her with a low growl, as if she wanted to squeeze all her strength into her body...
In the early morning of the second day, Song Qing was awakened by a knock on the door. He opened his eyes with difficulty and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"
"Report to my son, Mr. Han sent an invitation card, please come to the house and talk about it." The maid outside the door replied.
"Okay, I got it, you should step back first." Song Qing turned her head to hug Chen Yuanyuan, but found that Yi Ren had long since disappeared.
"Could it be that he's gone?" Song Qing's shock was no small matter, and she got up immediately, but her whole body staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"My darling~" Song Qing clicked her tongue secretly, and Chen Yuanyuan sucked that queen all the time, her charm was too great, and they fought fiercely all night last night without a moment's rest.
In fact, as any man, I am afraid that he would not be willing to rest for one night.
However, with Song Qing's strong physique, her eyes were blurred and her hands and feet were weak when she woke up this morning. If an ordinary person married her, she would probably die of exhaustion in less than half a year.
Last night, Chen Yuanyuan's pure yin aura was unimaginably strong, and for a moment he even had the illusion that she was still a virgin. Chen Yuanyuan turned all sentient beings upside down and circling among many men. It stands to reason that the pure yin energy in her body could not be so strong. Having been touched by a man, coupled with a body that integrates the aura of the heavens and the earth, was able to nourish such a rich pure yin aura.
Fortunately, Song Qing nourished herself by reconciling yin and yang with the Zen method of joy, otherwise, after the consumption she had with Li Yuanzhi a few days ago, she might not be able to deal with that vixen-like stunner last night.
"It's no wonder that it's called a troublesome beauty. Any man who gets her will probably miss the bed and have no intention of doing business. In addition, the vitality of the body is gradually depleted, and the luck will also decline..." Song Qing didn't understand why Wu Sangui was willing to let her go. Chen Yuanyuan was alone in the nunnery dozens of miles outside the Pingxi Palace, and now she gradually had a clear understanding in her heart.
Although Wu Sangui was cast aside by the world, he had great ambitions in his heart, and his desire for power helped him resist the temptation of Chen Yuanyuan. After all, he was not as powerful as Song Qing. Min Min's body was hollowed out, and at the same time, he was not interested in his career. In the end, after learning from the painful experience, he made up his mind to keep a distance from Chen Yuanyuan.
In a daze, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Chen Yuanyuan came in with a bowl of soup.
Song Qing's eyes straightened when she saw her face, she saw a layer of crystal clear light emitting from her smooth face, as if there was no trace of fatigue from last night, and at this moment she had a sense of holiness, like a white jade statue Avalokitesvara is average, not at all the coquettish and coquettish look of last night.
Song Qing clicked her tongue secretly, Chen Yuanyuan is clearly born to pick up yang and nourish yin, I am as tired as a dog, not only did she wake up earlier than me, but she also looked radiant.
"Are you awake?" Seeing him staring blankly at herself, Chen Yuanyuan smiled softly.
"Well," Song Qing focused on the plate she was holding, "What is this?"
"I made you a bowl of soup, you rinse your mouth to taste it." Chen Yuanyuan first put the plate on the table, and then poured him a glass of water.
Seeing her appearance as a good wife at home, Song Qing couldn't help sighing: "From now on, the long skirt will be a smile, and I will wash my hands and make soup for you."
Chen Yuanyuan gave him a reproachful look: "Zhuo Jun's poems... It's a pity that she loves as deeply as the sea, but in the end she meets the heartless man Sima Xiangru. Are you implying that I will do the same?" It is necessary to communicate with various talents, so he is naturally familiar with this kind of allusion.
"Of course not." Song Qing's smile froze, and she finally wanted to show off arty, but who knew that the photo was on the horse's leg, and she would get angry, so she hurriedly changed the subject, "Sister Yuanyuan got up so early to make me soup because she knew My body has been hollowed out, do you want to mend it for me?"
Chen Yuanyuan's face turned red: "You can be a handsome young man, but you have to pretend to be such a rascal."
Song Qing hugged her into her arms, felt her warm and soft waist, and said with a smile: "Because a rascal is my nature. If I am not a rascal, how can I taste my sister?"
Chen Yuanyuan blushed when she heard that, and struggled out of his arms after spitting lightly: "Don't talk such nonsense early in the morning, Mr. Han is still waiting for you, hurry up and leave early."—
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