"Hey, Ajiu, what should we do if you're gone?" Xia Qingqing's eyes were sharp, and she grabbed Aimi Zhu who was running out. Among the three girls, only Ajiu had experienced the method of double cultivation. If she and Zhou Zhiruo were the only ones left , absolutely can only stare with big eyes.
Pulled back by Xia Qingqing, Auntie Zhu's face flushed with embarrassment, and she murmured: "Just like you are with him... as usual, the true energy in his body will circulate automatically."
At this time, Auntie Zhu was about to scold Song Qingshu to death in her heart, thinking that you should pretend to faint and leave me here to embarrass myself. She wanted to reveal the truth, but she was also worried that the other two girls would get angry and let go. She couldn't save Song Qingshu by herself.
"That's it." Xia Qingqing was also a little embarrassed, "Ah Jiu, you should stay here. If something happens, you will be safer."
On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red and then pale. The relationship between her and Song Qingshu is not humane. The previous few times of making out with Song Qingshu were all coincidences. It was a last resort. Now she is asked to recommend herself as a pillow, how can she get off the bed? face.
"Master Zhou, it's up to you." Xia Qingqing's tone was a little shy, after all, her nominal identity was still Madam Yuan, and with Song Qingshu's two legitimate women, she had the nerve to intervene.
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned in embarrassment, and said quickly: "Come on, I will protect you."
Xia Qingqing was speechless, she didn't need a guardian for this kind of thing!
"Sister Zhou, you are Brother Song's wife after all." Seeing Xia Qingqing's dilemma, Auntie Zhu couldn't help but help her out.
Seeing the two girls looking at her earnestly, Zhou Zhiruo wanted to cry, but she was ashamed to say that she and Song Qingshu were actually just a couple in name.
Thinking of recommending herself as a pillow mat in front of other women, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't make up her mind and walked away, but she couldn't help herself when she took a look at Song Qingshu who was lying on the bed with a pale face.
Zhou Zhiruo sighed quietly: "Let's not refuse each other, he is seriously injured now, and I am too weak to do it alone, let's help him heal together."
Zhou Zhiruo had a clear idea in her mind, instead of doing the husband and wife affairs with Song Qingshu in front of the two women, it would be better for everyone to be together. This would be fair to everyone, everyone would be embarrassed, and there would be no one who would be more embarrassed.
Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's proposal, Auntie Zhu and Xia Qingqing couldn't help but look at each other, and Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be dizzy, was even more shocked.
"You guys save him, I... I am Mrs. Yuan after all." Although Xia Qingqing acted recklessly, this scene was too shocking, so she subconsciously backed away.
"Qingqing, don't pretend. Song Lang has already told me about the matter between you and him." Auntie Zhu felt a little nervous when she thought that if Xia Qingqing left, she would only be left to face Zhou Zhiruo, who had a cold aura. She shuddered and didn't care about anything else. After dragging Xia Qingqing into the water, she and Xia Qingqing had a deep relationship. In her subconscious mind, Xia Qingqing and herself were on the same front. With her help, she had the confidence to face Zhou Zhiruo.
As soon as the words came out, Zhou Zhiruo let go instead. Seeing the shy looks of the two women, she subconsciously assumed the demeanor of a big woman, and began to arrange tasks: "Princess Ninth, help Song Qingshu up, and inject the true energy from his Dazhui acupoint. , to help us heal his wounds; Qingqing, you...you are responsible for getting that...soaked thing up first..."
"He's unconscious, what should we do?" Xia Qingqing was dumbfounded.
Auntie Zhu bit her lips lightly, and quietly whispered something in her ear, Xia Qingqing's face blushed suddenly: "Ah Jiu, you failed to learn from him."
Although he complained, he hesitated for a moment, knelt down on the couch, and put his head between Song Qingshu's legs.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at it, then felt embarrassed to look again, thinking secretly: How could they be so bold...
"It's your turn." While Zhou Zhiruo was still thinking wildly, Xia Qingqing raised her head, pulled Zhou Zhiruo past her, and pushed him in front of Song Qingshu. She was a little annoyed at Zhou Zhiruo's arrangement in her heart, and wanted to take revenge on him once.
Zhou Zhiruo staggered, and her face hit Song Qingshu's lower abdomen directly, and her fair face was slightly numb from being poked by something. A sweet and strange fragrance came to the nostrils. Looking at the hideous appearance in the eyes, she who always loves cleanliness found that she didn't have a trace of disgust in her heart.
Feeling that Xia Qingqing and Zhu Yuxi were waiting for her to act with half-smiles, Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth, thinking that as Song Qingshu's real wife, there was no reason for other women to laugh at her.
The strange fragrance circulating in the room made Zhou Zhiruo bolder than usual. She gracefully untied the ribbon around her waist, revealing her delicate body that was as crystal as jade, and leaned towards Song Qingshu very gently...
In the early morning of the second day, when Zhou Zhiruo woke up, she found a snow-white and slender thigh across her waist, "I don't know if it's Xia Qingqing's or Ah Jiu's."
After a moment of distraction, Zhou Zhiruo finally recalled the embarrassing scene yesterday.
Gently patted her cheek, Zhou Zhiruo shook her head slightly, she couldn't figure out why she was so bold last night... Speaking of which, it was all because of that bastard!
Turning his head and glaring at the culprit, he found that his eyes had already been opened, and he was looking at himself with a smile.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how to face this man for a moment, she subconsciously turned her head to the other side.
With a faint smile on Song Qingshu's face, he stretched out his hand to gently caress her smooth and jade-like chin: "Zhiruo, last night was the first time you took the initiative to give it to me."
"I'm just here to save people." Zhou Zhiruo insisted.
"Oh? I didn't know that my family's Zhiruo was such a kind little white flower, that she was willing to donate her own body in order to save others." Song Qingshu teased.
"Whoever belongs to your family, even if it's another man, as long as this girl is willing, she will go to save it like this." Zhou Zhiruo snorted.
"You are quite cute when you look so arrogant," Song Qingshu put his lips close to her ear, and murmured while exhaling, "However, you actually have the idea of giving to other men, this is absolutely unbearable. Every inch belongs to me alone."
"There's no one like you~" Zhou Zhiruo was slightly annoyed, but for some reason, she couldn't feel any resentment when the other party declared her sovereignty.
"That's how I am." Just as Song Qingshu finished speaking, his whole body rode on Zhou Zhiruo again.
"Don't~ they..." Sensing the changes in Song Qingshu's body, Zhou Zhiruo immediately knew what he was going to do, and quickly waved her hands.
"Don't worry, I tapped their sleeping points, they won't hear it." Song Qingshu smiled evilly, rubbing his big hands on Zhou Zhiruo's round thighs.
"You're such a bastard!" Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful watery eyes were about to ooze water, and she couldn't help cursing softly, but subconsciously parted her legs in cooperation, welcoming Song Qingshu's entry.
"Oh~" Feeling that his body was wrapped in a warm and firm place, Song Qingshu subconsciously let out a satisfied hum, "Zhiruo, do you still want to kill me?"
Bearing the impact of his body, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help showing a cheerful and sweet expression, a pair of pink arms gently wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and hummed softly: "If you make me so happy every time, I can Consider not killing you."
"I can also make you happier." Song Qingshu said with a chuckle, and then stimulated the true energy of joy, and the familiar sweet fragrance gradually permeated.
Zhou Zhiruo sniffed her nose, and soon felt that her body was more than ten times more sensitive than usual. While shaking violently, she said in a crying voice, "What is this fragrance emanating from your body?"
Song Qingshu proudly said: "Things that make a woman's legs weak." He couldn't help but slander in his heart: the master of the Tantric sect who created the Huanxi Zen method back then, was a perfect lewd thief.
"Is it effective for any woman?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed a hint of fascination.
Song Qingshu nodded proudly: "Even if it is an iceberg, it will melt into boiling water when it smells this fragrance."
"Why didn't you use it on me before?" Zhou Zhiruo's expression was complicated, knowing that if Song Qingshu used this method from the beginning, even if she hated him to the bone, she would not be willing to leave him physically.
"This kind of effect is too domineering. If you just use it on a woman, it's too boring." Song Qingshu grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder and turned her over.
Feeling that Song Qingshu had left her body, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness. Just as she was about to say something, her waist sank, and Song Qingshu squeezed in from behind again. The familiar sense of fullness made her waist and eyes numb, and her whole body trembled violently. stand up.
"Only women who are willing to make out with me, I will use this fragrance to add some boudoir joy." Song Qingshu gently stroked Zhou Zhiruo's delicate back muscles, and sighed softly, "Zhiruo, your body is so beautiful .”
Hearing the lover's praise, Zhou Zhiruo felt sweetness in her heart, subconsciously sank her waist, and half-kneeled on the bed, making it easier for Song Qingshu to enter.
Sensing Zhou Zhiruo's subtle movements, Song Qingshu felt even more pity in his heart, and his movements became more gentle.
"You are not allowed to use this ability to harm women casually~" Zhou Zhiruo said in a tired voice just as she was breathing heavily, clutching the silk quilt under her body tightly with both hands.
"That's natural." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.
"No, no, I allow you to use this ability against someone." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly called out as if remembering something.
"To whom?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"Zhao Min." Zhou Zhiruo said in a tired voice with her red lips slightly parted.
"You really are a natural couple." Song Qingshu burst out laughing suddenly, "Do you think it's worth it to pay me for the past grievances?"
"Although that little demon girl Zhao Min has a bad stomach, she looks really beautiful. Don't tell me that you haven't been tempted," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, and saw through Song Qingshu's insincere words at a glance, "But just play with her body. Now, it's best to let her be your concubine, so I can let her bring me tea and water every day."
Thinking of her pride, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help giggling.
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Welfare, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival
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