"Thank you for allowing us husband and wife to enter the house to hide from the rain." Although the man in black had some doubts about Song Qingshu's identity, he still said politely.
Because the clothes were wet from the rain, the woman in white half-hid behind her husband intentionally or unintentionally, blocking the sight of Song Qingshu, a strange man.
Song Qingshu is such a character, he understands what the other person is thinking with a single movement in his heart, and can't help but slander: No one wants to see you, my Bingxue'er is much prettier than you...
Song Qingshu's evaluation is probably not objective. The appearance of the woman in white is indeed only delicate, but the elegant and quiet temperament on her body is rarely seen among ordinary women.
Sensing the vigilance of the two, Song Qingshu didn't bother to greet them with a smile, and said indifferently: "There is firewood and a stove in the next room, which can be lit to drive away the cold. Please do as you please, as long as you don't enter this room. My wife doesn't like to be disturbed." After speaking, she turned and walked into the back room.
The two couples looked at each other, and the woman in white said in a low voice, "Brother, this man is so indifferent."
The man in black nodded slightly: "Junior sister, this person's hands are like jade, and there is no trace of labor. He may not be the master of this place. It is better to be careful."
The two brought a brazier and lit a fire in the house. The woman in white looked in the direction of the back room, seeing that the back door of Song Qingshu was tightly closed after entering the room, she probably wouldn't come out. The drenched coat felt extremely uncomfortable, so she whispered something in her husband's ear, then took off the coat, and sat by the fire in only her underwear.
The man in black hastily set up a shelf and hung his clothes to dry on it. If the owner came out suddenly, he could temporarily block it, enough for his wife to put on the clothes.
After Song Qingshu entered the room, Bingxueer said angrily, "Uncle is taking advantage of others again."
"No way," Song Qingshu knew what she was referring to, and quickly explained, "If I tell them that we are sister-in-law, wouldn't it be more troublesome?"
Bingxue'er thought so too, the two are now in the same room, if Song Qingshu bluntly stated the relationship between the two, it would only be more unclear.
"I can't always say no to you." Bingxue'er sighed lightly, but she didn't worry about it anymore, "How is your true essence recovered now?"
Song Qingshu replied: "Sister-in-law don't have to worry about me, but sister-in-law is just recovering from internal injuries, she should rest more, you go to sleep, I will watch over."
Bingxueer took a deep look at him, and suddenly asked: "Have you closed the door?"
"It's closed." Song Qingshu subconsciously glanced at the door, worried that outsiders would see what was going on inside and damage Bingxue'er's reputation, so he purposely fastened the door bolt firmly.
Bingxue'er looked concerned: "I have to hurry tomorrow morning. I don't know how dangerous it is to go to Shandong. How can uncle just meditate to recover? Uncle should come to bed, anyway, I have almost slept."
Song Qingshu shook his head and refused with a smile: "There is no reason why men sleep on beds and women sleep on chairs."
Knowing that he would not agree, Bingxue'er hesitated for a while, her voice was inaudible: "Uncle can actually come to bed and sleep together."
"Ah?" Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and soon revealed a look of surprise.
Bingxue'er blushed, and said hastily: "Uncle, don't think about it, it's just that this bed is big enough to sleep two people. And... and it's not like we haven't slept together before, I know Uncle is a sincere gentleman."
Recalling that when my meridian was cut off, Bingxueer helped me to go to the doctor all the way, and at night, I was hit by the cold air on the ground, and my whole body was in pain. Bingxueer let me go to sleep on her bed regardless of the name, even though the two were separated by a quilt. , but Song Qingshu, who was down and out at the time, felt that his relationship with her was very close.
But there was a reason for the incident at the beginning, and although the two traveled together, they never had the opportunity to "share the same bed" again.
Song Qingshu knew in his heart that the relationship between the two was close, full of inexplicable meanings, but Bingxue'er has always abided by the integrity of the name, and did not allow herself to act beyond the etiquette. Of course, treating her wounds several times was a last resort, and she was powerless to stop it.
Before the two were as bright as the sun and the moon, Bingxue'er let herself go to her bed out of pity and chivalry, and it didn't cause any ripples in her heart. But now the relationship between the two is very different, and Bingxue'er will probably have to muster up ten times more courage to make a decision if she lets herself sleep in her bed this time.
"Let's forget it, I'm afraid of doing something that would blaspheme you." Song Qingshu changed his usual attitude, and his face didn't have the same cynical expression as before.
As soon as the words came out, Bingxue'er let go of her heart, and when she heard Song Qingshu's words, she blushed and spat: "It's fine if you don't come." After speaking, she turned sideways and turned her back to him.
Song Qingshu's mind swayed, the two thoughts struggled for a long time, and finally he walked to the bedside, and lay down beside her: "I won't take off my clothes, so don't worry, sister-in-law."
"I've always been very reassuring of Uncle, otherwise I wouldn't let you go to bed." Bingxue'er chuckled lightly.
Song Qingshu was moved in his heart, enjoying this rare tranquility, he didn't know when it started, he silently counted the number of Bingxueer's breaths per minute.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was another knock on the door, "Excuse me, is the master at home? Miao and her daughter are passing by your place, can you come in and take shelter from the rain for a while."
Song Qingshu was secretly annoyed at the sudden noise, but Bingxue'er trembled when she heard the sound, obviously extremely nervous.
"What's wrong with sister-in-law?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
Bingxue'er's lips tightened: "It's him!"
"Who is he?" Song Qingshu was furious, "Could it be that this person has bullied my sister-in-law, and I'm going to kill him right now."
"Where did you go?" Bing Xueer grabbed his wrist and gave him an annoyed look, "This person is an old friend of yours and me, Brother Hu, it's just... just I don't want to see you in this situation. he."
Song Qingshu suddenly woke up: "Miao Renfeng?"
Bingxueer nodded, and hummed inaudibly.
"I heard that this man once called himself 'I am the only one who is honored in the sky and the earth; throughout the ages, he has been invincible in the world'," Song Qingshu sneered, "I don't believe that he can beat me. Sister-in-law doesn't need to be afraid of him."
"Back then, he took that nickname just to provoke Brother Hu to come out to a duel with him, and it had no other meaning," Bing Xueer said with a smile, "Everyone says that the golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng is dull, but I don't think so. If he only calls himself "the invincible hand in the world", I am afraid that Brother Hu has not been inspired. What are the Central Plains Wujue, Heimuya's Dongfangbubai, and Shaolin Wudang, the top masters in the big sects? Already found the door."
"It's just that he added 'heaven and earth, from ancient times to the present' in front, and the top experts with status all regarded him as a delusional person. opponent."
"So that's the case. It seems that this Miao Renfeng's mind is really not simple." Song Qingshu nodded, but a strange feeling rose in his heart. If he really had such thoughts, why did he make his wife be deceived by Tian Guinong's rhetoric? ? Thinking of the beauty of Nan Lan's body, Song Qingshu felt hot all over. This kind of bed gift has been enjoyed by two other men one after another, Miao Renfeng is really unlucky.
Bingxueer looked at Song Qingshu strangely, seeing the strange expression on his face, she couldn't help asking: "What is Uncle thinking?"
Song Qingshu's face turned red, and he shook his head quickly: "I didn't think about it... Oh, by the way, since my sister-in-law is not afraid of his martial arts, what is she afraid of?"
Now it was Bingxue'er's turn to blush, she lowered her head and said shyly: "That day in Cangzhou City, Miao Renfeng and Brother Hu hit it off and became confidants, and I was there at the time... Although I dare not compare myself to the Three Heroes, but at that time we The three of them did intend to marry Jinlan, but they didn't expect it to happen later... "
Song Qingshu knew that what she was talking about was Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng who exchanged weapons for a martial arts competition, but who knew that their weapons had already been smeared with highly poisonous substances, so that Hu Yidao was poisoned and died... quickly patted the back of her hand to express comfort .
Bingxue'er pulled her hand out without leaving any traces, and said softly: "Speaking of which, although Miao Renfeng and Brother Hu are not sworn brothers, their relationship is much closer than that of you, a cheap younger brother. If he sees you and me like this, you How can I explain?"
Song Qingshu said anxiously: "What cheap brother, I swore that Fei Er replaced his father and I swore sworn brothers."
Bingxue'er snorted coquettishly: "It's okay if you don't say this... At that time, Fei'er and I really thought that you admired Brother Hu and wanted to be sworn brothers with him, and we were still full of gratitude to you. Thinking about it now, I'm afraid you are A drunkard does not want to drink."
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "My sister-in-law still saw it through."
Under the candlelight, Bingxueer's pretty face was three points more beautiful than usual. Song Qingshu was about to speak, but Bingxueer quickly made a silent gesture.
It turned out that they heard a knock on the door, and the woman in white who was baking clothes hurriedly got dressed. The couple just went to open the door, only to see a tall, thin middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and a sickly face standing at the door, holding a powder in his arms. The little girl who was dressed in jade, the little girl's big black eyes were curiously looking at the couple in front of her.
The first thing the man in black noticed was that the man was holding the girl's hand. The palm was as big as a cattail leaf fan, with every bone in it. Not surprisingly, it should be a hand that is very good at using a sword.
What the woman in white noticed was that the father and daughter were holding an umbrella together. The little girl was not dripping with water, but the father's back and arms and other large areas were already soaked. As a mother, she felt the same way, and quickly welcomed the father and daughter in.
"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Miao, for bothering me." Entering the house, Miao Renfeng felt a rush of heat, and thanked him quickly.
Only then did the woman in white realize that she was not the owner of the room, and quickly explained embarrassingly: "We are also guests passing by to hide from the rain, and the owner and his wife are in the room."
Miao Renfeng hummed in surprise, hurriedly came to the door of the back room, and said loudly: "Miao is passing by here, if the master is not convenient to enter the house to hide from the rain, just say so, Miao will never make things difficult for you. It's just me My daughter is still young, her body is weak, and she can't stand the wind and cold, I hope the master will allow her to stay in the house, Miao is very grateful."
"Lan'er doesn't want Daddy to get in the rain, Lan'er wants to be with Daddy." The little girl tugged on Miao Renfeng's sleeve and said coquettishly.
Song Qingshu smiled at Bingxue'er, and said in a low voice: "This Miao Renfeng possesses peerless martial arts, but is so polite to ordinary farmers, he can really be called a benevolent man, and his love for his daughter is really amazing. People are moving."
"Brother Miao is indeed a rare gentleman in the world." Bing Xueer nodded approvingly, "Quickly answer him, lest the little girls outside worry about her father."
Song Qingshu turned his head away and said in a rough voice on purpose: "Please do what you want."
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Miao Renfeng said with a rare look of joy on his depressed face, clasping his fists.
"Thank you, Uncle." Little Ruolan was also very sensible, smiling and shouting through the door.
Song Qingshu trembled all over, and looked at Bingxue'er with a strange expression: "Why does this little girl call her uncle the same as you, so heart-wrenching?"
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