Zhao Min was startled for a moment, and then he understood, and couldn't help being ashamed and angry: "I didn't mean that, I meant that if I don't agree, you will play some rogue tricks... I..."
Song Qingshu looked at the princess with a smile on his face, who was usually in his hands, but at the moment was like the extremely shy lady Cheng Yaojia, and couldn't help but feel very happy.
Seeing him smirking at himself without saying anything, Zhao Min couldn't help feeling a little hairy, and said angrily with his hands on his hips, "Why are you smiling, you look like a fool."
"If you can marry the princess, what's the point of being a fool?" Song Qingshu said hehe.
"Who said I'm going to marry you?" Zhao Min said angrily.
Song Qingshu grabbed her waist directly, and hugged her in his arms: "Now you have two choices, one, agree to my marriage proposal, and happily marry me; marry me."
Zhao Min twisted her body a few times, but unfortunately the other party's hands were like iron tongs, she had no choice but to give up: "If you force me, will I happily marry you?"
Song Qingshu approached her neck and took a deep breath of the fragrance of her body, showing an intoxicated expression: "I don't care, anyway, you can only be happy."
Feeling the opponent's breath on the skin, Zhao Min felt his whole soul tremble a few times: "You man, why are you so domineering!"
Hearing her coquettish voice, Song Qingshu couldn't help but hugged her tightly, leaned into her ear and said softly, "Princess, will you marry me?"
Zhao Min, who was always high-spirited on weekdays, almost buried his head in his chest at this moment, and only after a long time did he respond inaudibly: "Mmm~"
Although the voice was very small, if you didn't pay attention to it, you might even ignore it, but Song Qingshu was ecstatic when he got the response from the other party. He hugged her and started turning around the room, laughing loudly while turning.
"Put me down quickly!" Zhao Min couldn't help turning pale, and said quickly while patting his chest, "Now you take off the mask, if you attract the maids and eunuchs to see it, it will be another trouble. "
Hearing this, Song Qingshu stopped, but still hugged her reluctantly to let go.
"Hey, didn't you say before that with your current cultivation level, you don't need to carry a sword?" Zhao Min was hugged by him, her face was also flushed and her heart was beating violently, but she suddenly felt a little stunned, so she couldn't help asking with a frown.
"I didn't bring a sword?" Song Qingshu also looked blank, not knowing why she asked such a question.
"Then what's holding me in your arms?" Zhao Min subconsciously wanted to grab it, but suddenly her heart skipped a beat. Feeling dizzy, now that I've calmed down a bit, I still can't figure out what it is.
"Little prostitute-thief~" Zhao Min withdrew his hand like an electric shock, couldn't help spitting, his pretty face seemed to be covered with rouge, it was so red that it was about to bleed.
Song Qingshu said with a sneer: "Sau Rui, Sao Rui, react naturally, react naturally."
"You're sticking around... proposing to me, why do you always feel that you don't have enough sincerity?" Zhao Min was a little flustered by his push, and hurriedly said, "Let me go."
How could Song Qingshu let it go now, he hugged her charming body, kissed her egg-white tender cheeks: "This just shows my sincerity, look at me, whether it's heart or body, I'm always the same. How much I like you."
Zhao Min laughed back angrily, and turned to stare at him: "You are always so domineering."
Song Qingshu didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to hook her chin, and kissed her charming red lips. Zhao Min obviously didn't expect his sudden attack, and instinctively wanted to push him away, but tried a few times The first time he found it was useless, he had to let go of the hand that was beating his chest.
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After parting lips for a long time, Zhao Min lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "It's getting late, you should go back."
Song Qingshu leaned into her ear: "I'm not leaving tonight."
"Sure enough, he's a little prostitute, full of dirty thoughts." Zhao Min poked his chest with his fingers, and looked at him with a half-smile.
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I don't have any dirty thoughts, I just want to get up with you."
Zhao Min was taken aback for a moment, then realized the meaning of the other person's words, couldn't help but squeezed his fist and beat his chest: "You are such a bastard."
Song Qingshu laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the door was closed by an invisible force. He hugged Zhao Minheng and walked towards the bed.
Now Zhao Min finally panicked: "Hey, what do you want to do, I'm not ready yet."
"Where did you go, I just slept with you, I won't do other things." Song Qingshu looked at her narrowly.
Zhao Min didn't expect him to beat him up, and couldn't help but blush: "Slick tongue, it's not a good match at first glance."
Song Qingshu moved his mouth directly: "Is my mouth oily? Try it again."
"Rogue~" Zhao Min scolded with a smile, but rolled onto the bed involuntarily as soon as he hugged her.
Song Qingshu held her tightly in his arms, salivated and said: "Did I come to look for it today, or should I ask the maid to prepare hot water, and let's go take a bath now?"
"Bah!" Zhao Min spat, "I feel uneasy when I see you, who will wash with you, let alone I have already washed."
"Really?" Song Qingshu moved closer to her collar and smelled it, "No wonder it smells so good."
Zhao Min pushed him away, and said with a straight face: "You agreed beforehand, you only sleep and do nothing else."
"All right, all right, just sleep and nothing else." After Song Qingshu finished speaking, in order to increase his persuasiveness, he closed his eyes and began to snore.
"Rogue~" Zhao Min scolded with a straight face, but soon burst out laughing again.
The sound of Song Qingshu's snoring continued to echo in the room, but Zhao Min couldn't fall asleep. One was that he had just agreed to the other party's marriage proposal, and he hadn't recovered from the complicated emotions until now; The quilt is full of masculine breath, which makes her heart beat a little faster, how can she sleep
Suddenly she felt something strange on her chest, and looked down, feeling ashamed and angry: "What are your hands doing?"
"I'm worried that our children won't have milk in the future, so measure it in advance." Song Qingshu began to talk nonsense seriously.
"Our child..." After all, women are emotional creatures, subconsciously thinking of their future life, and thinking of their children, the corners of Zhao Min's lips could not help but rise slightly.
But she soon realized that something was wrong, and pinched the man behind her angrily: "Have you touched enough?"
"No," Song Qingshu shook his head, "I can't touch it enough in a lifetime."
If another man was talking nonsense in front of Zhao Min, she would have asked the masters of Ruyang Palace to cut off the other man's tongue, but from Song Qingshu's mouth, she found that she was not so angry.
But the next action of the other party made her completely uneasy: "You... stop rubbing."
"Don't worry, I'll just hang around and not go in." Song Qingshu responded with a classic quote from his previous life.