Zhao Min froze all over, her voice trembling: "You don't count what you say."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I promised to only sleep with you and nothing else, but what I'm doing now is what men and women do when they sleep."
"You are really my magic star." Zhao Min's eyes moved, and the charm revealed in the brows almost didn't hook Song Qingshu's soul.
Seeing that she was not angry, Song Qingshu became more bold, and directly poked in from her skirt, and did not touch the warm and fragrant soft jade as imagined, but another strange touch.
Zhao Min was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Because it's inconvenient to shake around on weekdays, so I tied it up with a corset."
Song Qingshu was very surprised, thinking that he was plump enough on weekdays, but in the end it was still the effect of a corset? But Zhao Min didn't make him curious for too long, he sat up directly, reached behind his back, and untied the bow behind the corset.
"Hiss~" Although Song Qingshu was already mentally prepared, he was still taken a breath by the magnificent scene in front of him.
Seeing the shocked look of the man, Zhao Min couldn't help but feel a little proud: "How about it, is she older than Zhou Zhiruo?" She wasn't that shy character in the first place, but now that she has identified this man, after the initial shyness, she now Gradually regaining her usual active and enthusiastic temperament, she naturally wanted to show her best side to the other party.
"Why do you have to compete with her in everything?" Song Qingshu couldn't laugh or cry.
"Take care of me, tell me quickly." Zhao Min's eyes were wide open, full of anticipation and excitement.
"It's a little older than her." Song Qingshu was so pestered by her that he had no choice but to tell the truth.
"A little older?" Zhao Min was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, pouted her lips, and the princess, who was usually holding the wisdom beads at any time, looked like a little girl playing petty temper at this time.
"It's okay to be a lot older." Song Qingshu thought to himself, the one who grew up eating beef and drinking goat's milk is really well-nourished, far from being comparable to the girls in Jiangnan. In the future, my child will also let her drink milk and eat meat from an early age, so that her body will be well-nourished .
"Bah, bah, bah!" But he immediately realized that it would only be cheap when he grows up like this. I don't know which little bastard, and he couldn't help but get entangled for a while.
"Hmph, that's pretty much the same~" Upon hearing this answer, Zhao Min burst into joy, his eyes bent into crescent moons.
Seeing that she was so happy about such a small matter, Song Qingshu had to sigh with emotion. No wonder many people in later generations will make Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo a pair of CPs. All kinds of lily scripts are popular. These two people are indeed fighting each other. Feelings come.
But it seems that he has a chance to really bring them together? The charming picture of getting Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo onto a bed emerged in his mind, and Song Qingshu felt his whole body heat up.
"What dirty idea are you thinking in your mind?" Zhao Min spat, and glanced down quietly, only to feel that her face was getting hotter and hotter.
"My mind is full of you, are you so dirty?" Song Qingshu dispelled the idea of YY, after all, Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo are incompatible, and it is almost impossible for them to be together.
"I hate it~" Zhao Min's lightly angry tone made Song Qingshu's bones go numb.
Seeing the other party staring at him blankly, Zhao Min couldn't help but chuckle: "Idiot, are you going to watch like this all night? Do you want to come up?"
"Go up, of course." Song Qingshu couldn't hold back when he was invited by a beautiful woman. He turned over and pressed down on him. He was suddenly warm and soft, and there was only one thought in his mind: "So soft!"
Zhao Min's character is lively and active, but facing the man's hot and masculine oppression, she still became shy after all, blushing quietly looking at the man on her body, as if she could hear her own heartbeat.
"I want to be familiar with every skin on your body, every inch of meridians..." Song Qingshu said dryly, but before he could finish speaking, Zhao Min pressed his fingers on his lips.
"Don't talk about healing tonight..." Zhao Minxia fluttered her cheeks, her voice was much more charming than usual, and she subconsciously twisted her legs.
"Okay!" Knowing her heart knot, Song Qingshu naturally wouldn't spoil the scenery so much, he gently pulled her belt away, and Zhao Min's whole body was like a shelled egg, shining brightly under the candlelight. Layers of moving light.
Because of the previous bath, there was still a faint water mist on her skin, and the fragrance of rose petals. Song Qingshu praised: "Sometimes I really marvel at the magic of the Creator, who can create such a perfect work of art. It's a pity that I don't You can draw, otherwise you must copy this beautiful scenery and keep it well.”
"No," Zhao Min was taken aback, "What if someone sees it!" Although she was bold and enthusiastic, she was only far less open than the men and women of later generations compared to people in this world.
"It's really possible." Thinking of YZM ruining several popular stars in later generations, Song Qingshu didn't want others to appreciate Zhao Min's current figure.
"Is it really good-looking?" Seeing him in a daze again, Zhao Min couldn't help laughing foolishly.
"It's a pity that I'm not Cao Zijian, otherwise I'll get you a song like "The Princess Fu"." Song Qingshu was deeply regretful that his literary quality was too low.
"I don't need any "Princess Fu", you just need to tell me who is better looking compared to Zhou Zhiruo?" Zhao Min's brows were full of charm.
"Uh~" Song Qingshu's head grew dizzy for a moment, and she didn't expect that she would not forget to compete with Zhou Zhiruo at this moment, "You are charming and plump, she is cool and slender, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are good at each."
"Trick me again with such words." Zhao Min pouted, obviously dissatisfied with his answer.
When his eyes fell on her fair and charming body, Song Qingshu suddenly wanted to slap himself, such a beautiful day, why would he foolishly use his tongue here and forget more important things
So he stopped answering the other party's probing questions, and directly clasped her shoulders with his hands, only feeling soft-tender-slippery like creamy fat, Zhao Min's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously reached out to push him away, and said in a panic: "You haven't answered my question yet?"
Seeing her thick waist like snow, especially when the skin was rubbed in the entanglement, Song Qingshu felt that the true energy in his meridians was about to boil, so he suddenly suppressed her hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who should compare you two?" Better yet, you’ll never know until you’ve tried it.”
Zhao Min gave him a charming look: "How do you want to try?"
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to probe down, and smiled evilly: "It's like this..."
Zhao Min exclaimed, after all, she is an unprofessional girl, at first she might be competitive and wanted to take the initiative, but Song Qingshu's opponent, who is criss-crossing the flowers, was soon teased to be numb all over, He could only keep his eyes wide open, and subconsciously shrank back.