Gu Zixian's normally white snow-white face is now as red as a persimmon: "Mother, what are you talking about?"
Rao Song Qingshu is used to storms, and now he also finds Mrs. Shuang-xiu's proposal a bit outrageous.
Mrs. Shuang-Xiu's oval face was also slightly flushed, obviously she also felt a little ashamed to say these words: "I also know that it is inappropriate to say these words, but it is really important, Xian'er, son, he doesn't know, you You should know how powerful it is."
"Yeah." Gu Zixian is naturally aware of the dual-mind training method since she was a child, and now she is very annoyed why she forgot just now, she glanced at Song Qingshu quietly, her eyes were very shy, the previous initiative seemed to consume all her courage, now There were no words of invitation at all.
As a caring man, Song Qingshu would not make it difficult for women, he nodded: "The princess is as beautiful as a fairy, so I naturally wish for such a thing."
Gu Zixian turned her head away, the corners of her lips raised slightly, mixed with shame and joy of praising her lover.
Mrs. Shuang-xiu's heart skipped a beat when she heard the love words between them, and she hurriedly said: "Xian'er, don't go back to your room, it's not good to be seen by people on the road, just stay in my bedroom, I will Go out and help you take a look, so that people don't come near here." After saying that, he trotted out as if fleeing.
Song Qingshu looked around the room, all the arrangements were quiet and dignified, but the fragrance of roses that remained in the room seemed to faintly reveal the fiery heart of the owner...
"What are you looking at?" Gu Zixian's curious voice came from beside her ear.
Song Qingshu's heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "No, it's nothing." Seeing the other party's rosy skin, as delicate and charming as a flower, he was a little distracted just now on the road, how could he bear it now, and copied it. Picking up her legs, he hugged her horizontally.
Gu Zixian groaned and buried her head in his chest.
"Hey, why is this bed so soft?" Song Qingshu was suddenly curious, this bed was much softer than normal beds.
Gu Zixian hummed, and replied in a low voice: "My mother's skin is very sensitive, and she is very afraid of hard things, so the bed is made much softer than normal."
"This physique is really special." Song Qingshu smelled
The special fragrance on the bed, I couldn't help thinking about it in my mind.
"Brother Song~" Gu Zixian's soft hum brought him back to reality, Song Qingshu blushed, thinking he was thinking about something messy.
"Brother Song, pay attention to the movement of my zhenqi later, don't resist." Gu Zixian said shyly.
Song Qingshu nodded, he is actually an expert in this field, so he naturally knows the principle.
Gu Zixian smiled shyly, opened two white lotus arms and hugged her lover tightly...
After a while, Mrs. Shuang-xiu came back from patrolling the surroundings, and was about to ask her daughter, when she suddenly heard a voice from inside, she couldn't help blushing: "This girl is really, I don't know how to keep her voice down, in case someone else listens What should I do if I go?"
She was about to walk away, but she was worried that someone would come and hear the secret, so she could only endure her heartbeat and waited not far from the door. At first, she wondered whether her daughter still remembered the method of luck at that critical moment. On the one hand, I am worried about whether the current remedy will be effective.
But later, as the situation in the house came to her ears intermittently, her heart was already in a mess. She has lived alone for more than ten years and has been living a life of pure heart and asceticism, but she is at the pinnacle of a woman after all, and she will feel cold and lonely in the dead of night, but often those thoughts will be driven out of her mind instantly by reason.
But now the voice from inside the room is so soul-stirring, Mrs. Shuang-xiu can't help but think of the strange attraction from Song Qingshu's body when she approached Song Qingshu. With this thought, her thoughts can no longer be controlled. Can't live.
"Why would I think about these things..." Mrs. Shuang-xiu stroked her face with her hand, only feeling that it was very hot.
I don't know how long it took, when Song Qingshu came out of the house, he happened to meet Mrs. Shuang-xiu sitting in a gazebo not far away.
"Hi Ma'am." Song Qingshu felt a little strange, thinking how to greet his daughter after sleeping with her.
Madam Shuang-xiu didn't stand up, her legs under the stone table trembled slightly: "Why are you alone, where is Xian'er?"
Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed: "She... she is a little tired, resting inside."
"Oh~" Mrs. Shuang-Xiu responded
Come here, no one can support it for so long.
The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became a little awkward.
"Just...how?" Mrs. Shuang-xiu finally returned to the question she was most concerned about.
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, wondering why you were discussing this with me, but thought it was a custom in the Western Regions, so he could only reply: "Lingmei's appearance is refined, her body is delicate and soft... That... feels naturally perfect..."
Mrs. Shuang-xiu blinked her eyes. At first she was confused, but finally understood what he was talking about, and her face flushed instantly: "Who asked you this? I'm asking about Shuang-xiu Xinfa How's the effect."
"Ah?" Song Qingshu was extremely embarrassed, and hurriedly replied, "Your mansion's mentality is really different, and it has a very good effect. My own skill is quite refined. As for the princess, her skill should be improved even more. "
Shuang-Xiufu's heart method is indeed derived from the Huanxi-Zen method, and the combination has a multiplier effect, and the feeling of the unity of soul and body is even more lingering.
Looking at it from his point of view, if he was seriously injured just now, he could use this to heal. The mentality of the Shuangxiu Palace is really extraordinary.
"I'll take my leave first, and I'll come to visit later." Song Qingshu felt it was too embarrassing to stay here, so he hurriedly left with a word.
Seeing his fleeing back, Mrs. Shuangxiu couldn't help but chuckle, got up and planned to ask her daughter, but when she got up, her feet went limp and she almost fell, and her face became more rosy all at once.
Besides, when Song Qingshu came out of Shuangxiu Mansion, as the saying goes, people are refreshed on happy occasions, and they seem to walk much more briskly.
After reminiscing about the style of the boudoir just now, Gu Zixian's endless gentleness, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but raise a trace of satisfied smile.
Suddenly, his expression froze, but he didn't stop. Instead, he deliberately walked to a nearby alley, to a shadowy place, and a bright long knife appeared out of nowhere, slashing towards his neck.
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, and two fingers snapped off the opponent's long knife in an instant. The masked man in the dark looked shocked, and hurriedly dropped something like a smoke bomb, and disappeared in an instant.
"Ninja?" Song Qingshu sneered, "Can you run away!"