Hearing his words, Lu Wushuang trembled all over. Apart from fear, she also had some expectation.
Song Qingshu hugged Lu Wushuang from behind, pressed her against the wall of the tub, and whispered warm air in her ear: "Have you thought about me during this time?"
"Think~" Lu Wushuang's voice trembled a little when she felt the masculine and hot breath of the man behind her. She actually didn't understand what was going on with her, and felt that she gave her body to this man in a daze last time.
"Actually, I'm curious. Why did you do that last time? Did you really love me?" Song Qingshu asked slowly while touching her delicate skin with his fingers.
"I..." Lu Wushuang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the word love. Confusion flashed in his eyes, do he really love this man
When thinking of this question, Yang Guo's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help being a little lost: "Stupid~"
"Do you like Brother Yang more?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, revealing a playful expression.
"No, it's not, it's just..." Lu Wushuang explained in a panic. After all, women in this world are in an extremely weak position. Under the oppression of various ethics, many things have been carved into their bones. Now she is Song Qingshu. When thinking about other men, in this world is a spurned existence.
It's a pity that she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to explain, tears gradually filled her eyes, if she didn't know that there was no possibility between herself and Yang Guo, maybe she would not have done that in the stream outside the city.
"Seeing that Yang Guo mistakenly lived his whole life, his reputation is indeed well-deserved." Seeing Lu Wushuang's nervous look, Song Qingshu smiled, "Wushuang, you don't have to be nervous. I have seen several women who admire him. You are not the first, and you will not It's the last one."
I thought that if Lu Wushuang knew that his fiancée had been raped by him, he didn't know how he would react.
Thinking of Pucha Qiucao, Song Qingshu still felt a little apologetic, after all, it was not what he wanted, and Dai Qisi was the one to blame, but although he did not intend to hurt her, it was a fact, and he didn't know about the soul shifting last time* *Have you made her completely forget about that matter? After returning to the Kingdom of Jin this time, she must make up for the debt in her heart.
At the moment when he lost his mind, Lu Wushuang said quietly: "Song...Brother Song, since you cooled me down last time, you will appear in my mind every day, especially at night. , as for later in the creek, I don't know what happened... "
Song Qingshu suddenly understood that this world is so conservative, and when he physically cooled Lu Wushuang, the skin-to-skin kiss was so powerful, how could an ordinary girl pretend that nothing happened, since then there was a shadow of himself in his heart.
"I don't know if Huang Rong will have the same effect?" Song Qingshu couldn't help getting a little excited when he thought that he had more skin-to-skin kisses with Huang Rong than with Lu Wushuang.
But he thought about it again, Huang Rong is not an innocent girl, she must be much stronger psychologically than Lu Wushuang, not to mention she is so smart, so it is easy for her to cut her love with a sword.
Sighing secretly, Song Qingshu stroked Lu Wushuang's smooth hair: "To be honest, I was also taken aback by you last time in the creek."
Lu Wushuang blushed, and looked back at him with some resentment: "Brother Song, you are not a good person. I was just impulsive at the time, but you didn't refuse at all, and you didn't give me a chance to regret..."
Song Qing laughed: "In that case, if a beautiful girl throws herself into her arms, she won't be a man if she refuses."
Lu Wushuang raised her small mouth, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Does it mean that you will not refuse to change to any other girl?"
Song Qingshu's expression changed, and he replied solemnly: "Of course not!" But he laughed the next moment: "At least it must be at the level of your cousin."
"You're planning on my cousin!" Lu Wushuang was so angry that she opened her small mouth and bit him hard.
After the two had quarreled for a while, Lu Wushuang suddenly sighed resentfully: "Brother Song, I can feel that you are only interested in my body, and you don't really like me."
Song Qingshu reached out and lifted her chin: "Why don't you?"
Lu Wushuang subconsciously wanted to refute, but she opened her mouth but suddenly didn't know what to say. Looking back on the union in the creek, I'm afraid it was the physical instinct to attract more, but after that, what is the day-to-day lingering
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved, her eyes gradually filled with tears, which slipped down involuntarily.
"Silly girl, don't you even think about the fact that I'm named the King of Qi now. The princes and nobles in Lin'an have sent me countless beautiful women, but have I looked at them? If I don't like them, why would I do that to you?" things." Song Qingshu comforted her while wiping the tears on her cheeks.
"Really?" Lu Wushuang blinked and asked with some joy.
"Of course it's true," Song Qingshu said with a smile, "but what you said is also reasonable. Although we have mutual affection, we haven't risen to the level of deep-rooted love, but I have a quick way to promote our relationship. between love."
"What way?" Lu Wushuang asked.
"Do you know what ** is?" Song Qingshu's smile became a little playful.
"I hate it~" Although Lu Wushuang is a little girl, she has been influenced by the big family and will always know something.
"There is a good saying, love is not spoken, but made." Song Qingshu gently lifted her hips and pressed them tightly, "Let us create love together."
Lu Wushuang trembled, his skin was blush visible to the naked eye, and he reached out to stuff the silk scarf into his mouth.
Who knows that Song Qingshu snatched it away: "Don't use this, I like to see you grit your teeth and suffer." Compared with the mature and charming style of a young woman, the youthful feeling when a girl grits her teeth and endures is also heart-pounding. endlessly.
"It would be terrible if someone heard it." The voice from Lu Wushuang's throat was mixed with a sweet feeling at this time.
"Don't worry, if someone approaches, I will warn you in advance," Song Qingshu paused, and kissed her earlobe, "Of course, don't make too much noise, or it will be heard by the whole Lu Mansion. There is no way."
"Bad guy~" Lu Wushuang snorted tiredly, and closed her eyes in shame.
…
I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu walked out of the bathtub holding Lu Wushuang, who was full of softness and tenderness, picked up the clothes on the side and tied her wrists to the bed, and then covered her eyes with a silk scarf.
"Brother Song, what are you doing?" Lu Wushuang couldn't help feeling flustered as he was restricted in his movements and couldn't see anything in front of him.
Song Qingshu came close to her ear and whispered, Lu Wushuang's heart trembled when he heard it, and he murmured: "Brother Song, you are too bad~"
…
When it was almost noon on the second day, Lu Wushuang woke up quietly. Because she was frightened last night, she deliberately told the servant girls not to disturb her and let her sleep for a while, so no one came in until now, otherwise she would see With her appearance at this time, maybe the whole Lu Mansion will be turned upside down.
He tore off the silk scarf covering his eyes, and found that the man beside him was gone, so he couldn't help sighing.
She vaguely remembered Song Qingshu saying goodbye in her ear at dawn, but it was a pity that she was too tired at that time, so she could only respond instinctively twice, and then fell asleep again.
"Really, why are you leaving in such a hurry." Lu Wushuang pursed her lips and snorted dissatisfiedly.
But when she saw the messy bed sheets and the silk scarves tied around her hands, her face couldn't help being pretty. Last night her hands were tied up and her eyes were covered with silk scarves. Her body was much more sensitive than usual. Knowing how many times, every movement of the other party can cause her soul to tremble.
Touching her hot face with her hands, Lu Wushuang couldn't help feeling a little crazy for a moment, feeling the growing love in her heart, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes: "Brother Song really didn't lie to me..."
Besides, Song Qingshu was in a hurry to go back to the north, and last night he learned that Lu Wushuang was leaving today to meet Cheng Ying, so he said goodbye to her early in the morning.
The evil fire that was stirred up by Huang Rong some time ago was completely released, and now I feel refreshed. In particular, Lu Wushuang was originally a young girl with a very strong pure yin energy, which made his skill quite pure.
"It seems that these famous and surnamed heroines in Jinshu are all the essence of heaven and earth, and all of them are of such high quality." Song Qingshu secretly admired, I am afraid that those seniors who practiced "Happy Zen" in Tantra before are not as good as themselves Luck, just now he got mad at every turn.
Thinking of Lu Wushuang's charming and charming appearance last night, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, thinking in his heart that he must find a chance to give her a title, and he couldn't learn from Duan Zhengchun to do that messy thing.
Song Qingshu went all the way north, because he knew the news about Murong Jingyue, so he didn't go back directly to the Kingdom of Jin, but first went to Yangzhou to find Zhao Min.
A few days later, he finally arrived in Yangzhou. Seeing that Yangzhou had returned to its former prosperity, without the appearance of the war just now, he couldn't help but secretly admired Zhou Zhiruo's ability. Although he had no experience, he was still able to manage the place in an orderly manner, but he didn't know what was involved. How much is Zhao Min's credit.
"I don't know how this pair of enemies got along during this time." When he arrived at the Yangzhou City Guard Office, Song Qingshu learned that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min were both there now, so he stopped the soldiers from going in to report, and went straight in, wanting to give the two a surprise.
Before I got there, I heard a faint voice of arguing in the study: "Hey, your imagination is really poor, just like your chest."
Song Qingshu was startled, and recognized that it was Zhao Min's voice, and couldn't help crying and laughing. Although Zhou Zhiruo's chest wasn't too big, she still had a B to C appearance, which had nothing to do with poor breasts.
"Hmph, a woman with obscene breasts is so shameless even when she speaks." Sure enough, Zhou Zhiruo's retort soon sounded.