Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized: "Then I won't leave."
Now it's Shen Bijun's turn to be dumbfounded. I thought he would do something to save face, pretend to decline, and then think about whether he really wants to keep him, but he didn't expect him to agree directly, leaving her with no excuses later. There is a place for it to be used.
"I just... just let you sleep, you... don't think wrongly." Shen Bijun hurriedly argued.
Song Qingshu smiled happily: "I know it's sleep."
Shen Bijun blushed, always felt that there was ambiguity in the words, and immediately added: "It's the simple kind of sleep."
"Is there anything more than pure sleep?" Song Qingshu smiled even more happily.
Shen Bijun had clearly taken a bath, but at this moment his face was still covered with a layer of rouge, he didn't know how to respond, so he simply turned over and turned his back on him.
Looking at the infinitely beautiful back curve in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly praised, and then got into bed.
Shen Bijun was so nervous that he couldn't speak, the whole room fell into an ambiguous peaceful atmosphere, only slightly disordered breathing could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Bijun's trembling voice sounded in the room: "You said you were simply sleeping."
"I'll just hug her. It's cold, so I'll sleep warm in my arms." Song Qingshu replied naturally.
Shen Bijun pursed his lips, but still didn't say anything after all.
After a while like this, Shen Bijun finally couldn't help asking: "Then why did you start... start to untie my skirt."
"Don't you take off your clothes when you sleep? Scientific research shows that the less you wear when you sleep, the better you will rest." Song Qingshu still answered solemnly.
Shen Bijun: "..."
After a while, Shen Bijun whispered, "Then what is it now?"
Song Qingshu replied seriously: "Didn't your muscles and veins hurt from practicing kung fu before? I'm loosening your muscles and bones."
Shen Bijun opened his mouth, but finally acquiesced to his actions.
After a while, Shen Bijun's whole body trembled a little, and his voice was soft and charming: "What about now?"
"I'll just hang around and don't go in." Song Qingshu uttered the classic line that was popular in his previous life.
Shen Bijun bit his lips lightly, his skin was already covered with a layer of pink, and his eyes were blurred with a moist luster: "Brother Song, I always feel that I have been fooled by you."
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "If you don't want to, I'll leave now."
Shen Bijun grabbed his hand wrapped around his chest and bit hard: "Do you really want to tease others like this?"
Song Qingshu took a breath, looked at the thin tooth marks on his arm, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I didn't expect you to hurt me first."
Shen Bijun finally moved back to the first game, the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Who told you to keep bullying me..." She couldn't help twisting her waist, but suddenly her body froze, she immediately realized something, and she couldn't say anything at once. Come on.
Song Qingshu smiled triumphantly, and gently hugged her moving body from behind, feeling the white and delicate skin on the back like milk, and slowly pressed it against her.
"I was disturbed by assassins last time in Chengdu, how about today?" Song Qingshu leaned into her ear and asked.
Shen Bijun thought to himself that you are already approaching the city, what else can I do, so I can only lower my head and give a shy hum.
…
With a soft and coquettish hum that could make any man's blood spurt, the room was quickly turned red.
…
In the next few days, the two of them rarely went out unless they occasionally went to the deck to get some fresh air. One was full of energy, and the other had just tasted it. Soon, the world lost a well-behaved lady and added a passionate young woman.
On this day, looking at Jiangling City faintly visible in the distance, Song Qingshu couldn't help but said: "When Li Bai wrote "Chaofa Baidi City", there must have been a peerless beauty like you by his side."
At this time, most of Shen Bijun's body was nestled in his arms, looking at his lover tenderly, and he couldn't help but startled when he heard his words: "Song Lang, the background of Li Bai's writing this poem...it should be that he was involved in the case of Yong Wanglin back then. , Exiled Yelang, and went to the demoted land by way of Sichuan. When he arrived at Baidi City, he suddenly heard the letter of amnesty, and wrote it with surprises. Since he was exiled by the imperial court to a wild place like Yelang, how could he bring his female relatives?"
She has been proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and is a well-known talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River. Naturally, she is familiar with these allusions, so she felt a little confused when she heard the deduction of her lover.
Song Qingshu smiled strangely: "If it weren't for such a peerless beauty by my side, how could I have written such an appropriate sentence as 'a thousand miles of rivers and tombs will be returned in one day'?"
Shen Bijun was taken aback for a moment, but she was no longer the young lady who was raised in a deep boudoir and knew nothing, especially after the past few days of Song Qingshu's training, she became more and more familiar with some puns.
After quickly reacting, he couldn't help but angrily said: "Song Lang!~~~~"
Hearing dissatisfaction from her elongated coquettishness, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it? It's so far from Chengdu to Jiangling. I thought it would take a long time, but I stayed in the room with you every day, feeling the time." It goes by so fast."
"Stop talking!" Shen Bijun hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, thinking of the scenes of the two of them in the room these days, she was so ashamed.
"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it." Song Qingshu hugged her into his arms, felt her soft and elastic body, felt his heart warm, and carried her directly to the room.
Shen Bijun was taken aback: "You... what are you going to do?"
Song Qingshu replied: "It will be inconvenient for the journey after going ashore later, so hurry up and enjoy it."
Shen Bijun blushed all of a sudden, and hurriedly said: "It's still daytime!"
"What's the matter during the daytime? It's not like I haven't had a daytime these days." Song Qingshu laughed, causing Shen Bijun to bury her head in his chest in a hurry, as if this could resolve the shyness in her heart.
…
After going ashore in Jiangling, they went all the way north. After a few days, the two arrived at Wudang County at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Song Qingshu said to Shen Bijun, "We're going to Wudang Mountain soon. Let's eat something and rest before going up the mountain."
"Okay." Shen Bijun smiled slightly. The past few days have been full of travel and dust. If the other party didn't take care of her all the way, she might not be able to hold on.
They found an inn, and as soon as the two entered, they attracted the attention of diners inside. The man was handsome and upright, and the woman was overpowering, standing together was really a good couple.
Of course, everyone's attention is still more focused on Shen Bijun. Wudang is an outstanding place, and there are often young ladies and gentlemen who come to visit, but this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful fairy.
"This kind of envious, jealous and hateful look...why is it so cool!" Song Qingshu beamed with joy, not only did she not show any restraint, but instead wrapped her arms around the slender waist of the beautiful woman beside her, as if swearing sovereignty to everyone—this is Lao Tzu's woman, envy you
"Xiao Er, bring some exquisite dishes and a pot of good wine." Song Qingshu sat down with a golden sword.
"Huh!" At this moment, a slight hum came from next to his ear. If it wasn't for Song Qingshu's profound skills, he probably wouldn't have heard it, so he subconsciously followed the prestige.