Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Huang Rong's face turned red instantly, and she reached out to grab it back: "I'll throw it away."
But Song Qingshu moved faster, put the plate of oysters behind him, and said with a smile: "It's a pity to throw away such a good thing."
"It's not what you think." Huang Rong was on the verge of crying. Just now she was chatting with her father while cooking with a lot of thoughts, and took some ingredients by chance. She didn't expect such a big misunderstanding.
"I know you didn't mean that, I just said that on purpose to tease you." Song Qingshu picked up a piece and ate it while dodging, "Well, it's fresh and tender, it's really the best."
Huang Rong pounced several times, but failed to get the oyster back in his hand, so she gave up and sat at the table sulking.
Song Qingshu stopped teasing her, and sat down at the table again: "Rong'er, let's eat together."
"Eat you big-headed ghost!" Huang Rong gave him a hard look, "I'm not hungry, you eat by yourself."
Subconsciously, Song Qingshu wanted to make some more jokes, but seeing her unkind expression, he was worried that he would really offend her, so he swallowed those words back.
He was already a little hungry, and soon he ate up the seafood on the table: "It's really a blessing to be born by the sea. People in the inland don't have such a good taste." It is difficult to eat such fresh seafood. After all, there is no refrigerator in this world, and there is no quick-freezing technology. Long-distance transportation of seafood is a huge problem.
"Yeah, I haven't been back to Peach Blossom Island for so many years, and I also miss the life on the island." Huang Rong said sincerely, after all, compared with all the chaos in Xiangyang, Peach Blossom Island still retains more beautiful memories.
The two continued chatting for a while, Huang Rong couldn't help yawning again, secretly wondering: she was sleepy just now, but she was tossing and turning on the bed, why now that she found him, she wanted to sleep again.
Song Qingshu also saw her tiredness: "You have been busy all day, and you ran to cook so many dishes, you must be sleepy, go to rest early."
"Oh~" Huang Rong responded, but did not move, "Then where are you going?"
"Of course, continue to stay under the window sill. Now that I have enough food and drink, I have more energy to resist the wind and rain." Song Qingshu smiled nonchalantly.
However, Huang Rong's little thought was punctured in an instant: "You don't need to pretend to be pitiful on purpose, don't you just want to force me to show compassion and let you stay in the house?"
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "It's so windy and windy outside, it would be best if Rong'er could keep me inside."
Huang Rong's face was blushing and she remained silent for a long time, just when Song Qingshu thought there was nothing to do, she suddenly whispered, "Then you sleep on the floor by yourself."
After speaking, he went to bed and lay down on the bed with his clothes on, leaving only a back view for him.
Song Qingshu was startled at first, then overjoyed: "Thank you, Rong'er~"
Huang Rong snorted softly, but ignored him.
After the initial joy, Song Qingshu couldn't help having a headache: "Are there any more quilts?"
"No." Huang Rong replied rather stiffly.
Song Qingshu looked at the icy ground and wondered if it was possible to sleep on the floor all night? After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind and jumped onto the bed directly.
"What are you doing!" Huang Rong was startled by him, and asked in a panic.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to offend you." Song Qingshu explained, "The main reason is that I can't sleep on the floor, so I will borrow your bed."
Huang Rong laughed back angrily: "You are really pushy, no matter how bad the floor is, it's better than being under the window sill outside? It seems that I am too soft-hearted."
Song Qingshu smiled wryly and said: "As the saying goes, the bold starve to death the timid, so now I can only muster up the courage to try. Since you are a good person, Rong'er, then be a good person to the end."
"No, what a disgrace!" Huang Rong sat up with a determined expression on her face, "Get down quickly."
Song Qingshu said seriously: "Rong'er, if I really want to do something to you, I have plenty of opportunities along the way, and with my martial arts, if I intend to do something to you now, you can't resist at all, even if you startle me Your lord, it won't help."
"Are you threatening me?" Huang Rong's expression turned cold.
Song Qingshu shook his head: "It's not a threat, I just want to show you that I have no ill intentions towards you, and I promise not to do anything to offend you."
Huang Rong's face changed several times, obviously she was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle. On the one hand, she also knew what the other party said was true, but on the other hand, as a woman, it was difficult for her to accept the other party's request.
Song Qingshu suddenly showed a bright smile: "If you still don't believe me, you can see how pure and innocent my expression is at this time, and you will know how bright and stalwart I am."
Huang Rong's tense face couldn't bear it any longer, and she burst out laughing, "It's rare in the world to be as thick-skinned as you are."
"Then you agree." Song Qingshu said happily.
Huang Rong turned over directly, turned her back to her, and stopped talking.
Song Qingshu knew that she was thin-skinned and it was difficult to admit it, so he wisely stopped asking.
After a while like this, Huang Rong finally felt that something was wrong: "I'm ugly, but I have a knife on me. When the time comes, come over with your hands and cut off your hands, and come over with your feet to chop off your feet!"
Although she knew that such a threat was a little weak given the difference in martial arts between the two sides, she still had to clearly express her attitude.
Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't answer, Huang Rong frowned, turned around and was about to attack, but who knew that she heard the other party's slight snoring.
"Pretending to be." Huang Rong curled her lips, with her ingenuity, she naturally didn't believe that Song Qingshu fell asleep so quickly, but she also understood that it was the other party's intentional gesture to reassure her.
If it was before, she would never have agreed with Song Qingshu to come to bed, but this time the two spent time together from Lin'an to Peach Blossom Island, the conversation along the way made her understand the other person's heart better, knowing that although he was a little flirtatious, She wasn't such an unscrupulous and despicable person, especially Song Qingshu's insights and conversations from later generations made her admire even more.
At first, she braced herself to be on guard against him, worried that he would do something wrong, but it didn't take long for her to feel her eyelids grow heavy and her sleepiness grew stronger.
"Can't sleep, can't sleep~" Huang Rong kept telling herself.
"But his breathing has calmed down, he must have fallen asleep?" At this moment, another voice sounded in her mind.
In this entanglement, she finally couldn't bear it and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, Huang Rong's heart suddenly moved, she opened her eyes and looked to the side, only to see Song Qingshu's eyes shining in the darkness.
"You haven't slept yet?" Huang Rong looked out the window, the sky was a little pale, it was the time when people were sleeping most deeply.
"Some can't sleep." Song Qingshu replied with a smile.
"Oh~" Huang Rong didn't know what to say to him.
Suddenly Song Qingshu asked, "Can I touch the baby in your belly?"
Huang Rong subconsciously wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she hesitated when it came to her mouth, and hummed imperceptibly.
Seeing her acquiescence, Song Qingshu reached out and placed his hand on her slightly raised belly, feeling the heat of his palm, Huang Rong couldn't help but tremble.
"Did he kick me just now?" Song Qingshu suddenly raised his head in surprise.
Huang Rong smiled angrily and said, "It's only been a few months, how could I kick you." She had an experience once, and she knew that it would take a few months for the child in her stomach to kick someone.
"But I can feel him." Song Qingshu gently stroked her belly.
Huang Rong froze. Even though she didn't want to admit it, the other's hand was very gentle and comfortable to touch her body. She even hoped that he could touch it so gently forever.
After a while, the other party's hand gradually moved up, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Now that she couldn't continue pretending not to know, she grabbed his hand, bit her lips and said angrily: "You promised Don't offend me."
"If you don't want to, it's an offense; if you want to, it's not an offense." Song Qingshu smiled like an old fox.
Huang Rong opened her mouth, knowing in her heart that this was not acceptable, but for some reason, she couldn't utter the words of refusal.
Seeing her acquiescence, Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation to stick up, and stretched out his other hand to hold her in his arms.
Huang Rong had to admit that the opponent's hand seemed to have a kind of magical power, and soon her breathing became short of breath, and her body gradually became limp.
"This can't work..." The remaining rationality made her try to push the other party away, but when she touched the other party's hot body, there was a touch that made her palpitate.
"Why not?" Song Qingshu approached her ear and said softly.
Huang Rong's ears were very sensitive. Feeling the heat of his breath, her whole body trembled.
"Daddy said that if he chooses brother Jing, he will make a clean break with Song Qingshu. It seems reasonable." Huang Rong recalled his father's warning at this time.
"Let's indulge one last time. After tonight, we will be strangers to him from now on." Huang Rong made up her mind, and the heavy pressure seemed to be swept away.
"I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one condition." Huang Rong pressed Song Qingshu's chest, noticed the longing in his eyes, couldn't help but her heart trembled.
"What conditions?" Song Qingshu's voice was extremely hoarse at this moment.
"After tonight, you and I will have nothing to do with each other." Huang Rong murmured.
"Okay." Song Qingshu agreed without hesitation.
Seeing him agreeing so quickly, Huang Rong felt a little disappointed, but because of this, she suddenly felt relieved. If the other party keeps pestering her, she really doesn't know what to do.
"Don't press my stomach." Huang Rong suddenly let out a low voice, and pushed the man on her back with some reproach.
"Then what should we do?" Song Qingshu obviously had no experience in this field, and was at a loss for a while.
Huang Rong gave him a charming look, then bit her lip, got up and knelt down on the bed, much bolder than usual: "This way... you move more gently~"
The man behind him roared, and leaned towards her waist...
The man's heavy breath and the woman's gentle and coquettish chants soon rang out in the room, because thinking that this was the last indulgence, Huang Rong was no longer bound by the usual etiquette, and very actively cooperated with the man behind her, constantly reaching the goal. Trembling of the soul.
"Bastard, how dare you spoil my daughter like this!" At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open, accompanied by Huang Yaoshi roaring angrily.
"Don't!" Huang Rong was startled awake in an instant, she sat up suddenly, she couldn't help being startled, it turned out that the door was not damaged, and the man beside her was also sleeping peacefully, she realized that everything just now was just a dream!