"Bingxueer, if you hadn't stopped me just now, I would have scolded that Miao Renfeng well. After Big Brother Hu passed away, only you orphans and widows will track down the murderer for him. When your life and death are at stake, he is an invincible opponent all over the world." Where is it?" Song Qingshu said indignantly.
"I can't blame him. Although Big Brother Hu was poisoned and died at the beginning, he was wounded by his hand after all, so I always cared about it. At that time, he also offered to take care of our mother and son, and teach Fei'er martial arts. I refused without hesitation. , I have been deliberately avoiding him all these years." Bingxueer wiped her tears with the back of her hand and said quietly.
"Hmph, the relationship between us is as bright as the sun and the moon, but today he doubts your noble character like that, I am a little annoyed." Song Qingshu resented him. As the saying goes, he made a fuss when he didn't catch a fox, and was despised by Miao Renfeng. Naturally upset, he thought to himself that when he returned to Yanjing City, he would vent his anger on Nan Lan in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Mrs. Miao abandoned her husband and son in the past, which inevitably made him a little extreme. Don't mind too much, uncle." Bingxueer persuaded softly.
"It's fine for others to doubt you. Miao Renfeng used to be your brother and sister, but he didn't believe you." Song Qingshu wondered, if Miao Renfeng knew that he played with Nan Lan's body like that, would he thank me for avenging him? Or would you want to kill me
"Miss Zhou and uncle are still husband and wife, don't you have the same misunderstanding?" Bing Xue'er couldn't help but give him a blank look, and finally calmed down.
"We are just a couple in name." Song Qingshu sighed, and recounted Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu's grievances and grievances with Zhang Wuji in the past.
Bingxue'er was thoughtful, and suddenly said in doubt: "According to what you said, she chose to marry you out of anger, but I think she seemed to care about you just now?"
"Really?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid she can't wait to kill me."
"Why?" Bingxue'er looked at him with bright eyes, the nature of a woman made the fire of gossip burn in her heart.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then told what he had done to Zhou Zhiruo in the past: "Hey, because of this, I have always felt guilty towards her."
Bingxue'er's mouth was so big that an egg could be stuffed in it: "My God, I used to think that Uncle is a rare gentleman."
"I'm afraid even you despise me now." For some reason, Song Qingshu only felt that the breath in his chest was extremely boring tonight, and he couldn't utter some words quickly.
"What are you, what are you, my sister-in-law doesn't know how to cry." Bingxue'er had a smile on her face.
"Sister-in-law~" Song Qingshu's voice was dry.
"Hey~" Bingxueer replied sweetly, "Uncle probably feels more than guilty towards Miss Zhou now."
"I don't know either." Song Qingshu shook his head. He found that he actually fell in love with this woman in the original book, who had an innocent appearance like a white lotus flower, but a cruel and dark heart. He couldn't tell if this was the real Song Qingshu. The role of the remaining soul is still my true emotion, so I have not dared to face this problem all the time.
Bingxueer nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Although I don't know why uncle is so hesitant, I believe that one day, you will recognize your true heart."
Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Bingxueer's snow-white cheeks: "Sister-in-law now knows my dark side, will she hate me?"
Bingxue'er stroked his eyebrows and said softly, "At least uncle has never shown his dark side to me."
"Then what if I show it?" Song Qingshu stared at her with burning eyes.
Meeting his gaze, Bingxue'er's heart trembled, and she turned her head unnaturally: "That depends on how dark it is."
"What kind of darkness can't my sister-in-law tolerate?" Song Qingshu kept asking.
"Unless you hurt Fei'er, I shouldn't mind the rest." Bingxue'er only felt that her cheeks were a little hot.
"For example, what about the things I did to Zhou Zhiruo?" A strange light flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes.
Bingxue'er panicked, and stood up quickly: "Uncle, it's getting late, let's pack our bags and go..." Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu grabbed her wrist tightly.
"It's still an hour before dawn, why rush to get on the road." Song Qingshu glanced out the window with a smile on his face.
"Uncle wants to ask such a boring question." Bingxue'er had no choice but to sit down again with a look of reproach.
"Then what's your answer?" Song Qingshu's eyes were filled with longing.
Bingxue'er sighed faintly: "I'm not Zhou Zhiruo."
"Ah?" Song Qingshu was confused, not knowing what she meant by this.
Unexpectedly, Bingxue'er's lips were tightly closed, and she refused to say another word.
Song Qingshu suddenly realized, overjoyed: "Sister-in-law, is it possible that even if I treat you like that, you will not blame me or chase me like her?"
Bingxue'er's delicate body trembled, she pursed her lips and said, "I didn't say that."
Song Qingshu stood up and dragged her to the back room: "It's getting late, let's hurry up and rest for a while."
"Hey," Bingxue'er said hastily, "I've already slept in just now, you should have a good rest."
"No." Song Qingshu's tone was unquestionable, "You have just recovered from your internal injury, and you need more rest."
"Then...then you sleep on the bed, and I'll just meditate on the couch." Bing Xueer waved her hands in a panic.
"Sister-in-law is sleeping on the bed." Song Qingshu said.
"Where does uncle sleep?" Bingxueer asked hesitantly.
"Of course I also sleep on the bed." A smug smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth.
Bing Xueer shook her head hastily: "No, no, absolutely not."
"Before, my sister-in-law took pity on me and let me sleep together, so nothing happened? Sister-in-law, you have to trust me." Song Qingshu said with a faint smile.
Bingxue'er lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "Not today, I don't believe you today."
"Sister-in-law said that, I'm a little sad." Song Qingshu said depressingly.
Bingxue'er spat secretly: "It's your uneasiness and good intentions."
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu admitted frankly: "Sister-in-law, although I don't know how I feel about Zhou Zhiruo, I do know how I feel about you... I really don't want to be a gentleman today."
The other party's gaze was as real as it was, Bingxue'er showed a struggling face, and finally sighed softly: "Just this once, don't pester me in the future."
Song Qingshu could only feel the sounds of nature, he hurriedly nodded in agreement, picked her up and walked towards the bed.
Bingxue'er's ears were red, and she buried her head in his arms, unwilling to lift it up. Although she felt that Song Qingshu's promise was insincere, she needed a reason to convince herself, even if it was a reason that she couldn't help but scrutinize.
Pressing Song Qingshu's hand that was undoing his belt, Bingxueer looked at him blankly: "After today, how should we get along?"
"What does sister-in-law think?" Song Qingshu asked back.
"You still call me that!" Bingxue'er was so ashamed and angry, seeing the other party's smirk, she lamented, "When we get up tomorrow, let's forget what happened tonight, okay, let's restore the pure relationship before."
"I've wronged you so much, isn't that just for the sake of me?" Song Qingshu said in a daze.
"It's good that you know." Bingxue'er bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes rolled around, and she gave him a charming look.
Song Qingshu's heart fluttered, and he leaned down and murmured in her ear: "Otherwise, in the future, when outsiders are present, we will continue to address each other as uncle and sister-in-law. When we are alone, we will be like this now..."
"If you don't do it, then won't I always be at a disadvantage?" Bingxue'er couldn't help but have a secret desire at this time, her cheeks were flushed, and her voice was less cold than before, adding a touch of delicateness.
"Two loves are happy, and yin and yang are in harmony. How can we judge who takes advantage and who suffers?"
Song Qingshu smelled a sweet fragrance in his nose, and his hands were soft and warm, so he couldn't concentrate on talking, his left hand supported Bingxue'er's shoulder, and his right hand wrapped around her soft and slender waist, his voice was trembling : "Sister-in-law~"
"Uncle~" Bingxue'er's eyes were moist and crystal clear, and she stretched out her hand to hook his neck.
Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore, moved his lips together, and kissed each other, Bingxueer gritted his teeth tightly in the early stage, preventing him from invading. It's a pity that after persisting for a while, I completely let go of my heart, and opened my teeth lightly, "Uh...uh..."
The two kissed unrequitedly for a while, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, and suddenly looked at Bingxue'er with a strange expression: "Sister-in-law obviously wants it too, why do you want me to ask for help?"
Bingxue'er blushed, and said in embarrassment: "Uncle, stop teasing others."
"Sister-in-law said before that next time you face each other like this, you must not call your sister-in-law again, but now I still want to call you like that." Song Qingshu said with difficulty, his throat dry.
Bingxue'er gave him a blank look, so she could naturally understand some of his evil thoughts, but she is not much better now, with a cloud of mist in her eyes, and said in a tired voice: "I also like to hear you call me like that!" , Uncle~"
Having been with her for so long, Song Qingshu has never heard Bingxueer calling himself in such a soft and charming voice, hugging her tighter and tighter, loving her tenderly, wandering away for a moment, not knowing where she is. After Bingxue'er let go of everything, she became even more enthusiastic. She regarded Song Qingshu as her lover and served her wholeheartedly to satisfy her.
The two were obsessed with each other, and after more than half an hour, Bingxueer suddenly sighed softly: "This time I was killed by you."
Song Qingshu hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Are you angry?"
Bing Xue'er snorted, and couldn't help complaining: "I told you in advance, so you must not get it in, but you still... you still get so much in, in case... in case you get pregnant, you let me How to meet people?"
"That's a good thing. When the time comes, I'll marry you in. You can't refuse." Song Qingshu laughed.
"Your family almost killed me today. Wouldn't it be more dangerous for me to run to your mansion to be a concubine, so I won't do it." Bing Xue'er giggled coquettishly.
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