"What's going on?" Huang Rong was dumbfounded, "Could it be that I was dreaming just now?"
Huang Rong was in a trance for a while, until she was hugged by Guo Jing again, she realized that Song Qingshu seemed to have mentioned disguise or something just now.
Being held in the arms of the other party, Huang Rong remained calm, taking the opportunity to quietly stroke his face with both hands, wanting to check if there was a mask or something on his face.
Who knew that when her fingers were about to touch, 'Guo Jing' turned her head slightly like a prophet, and dodged it very cleverly. Huang Rong wanted to try again, but her hands were already held by the other party inadvertently.
"Rong'er, you've lost weight these days." 'Guo Jing' held her hands, looked at her affectionately, ⊕.$.@ her.
Huang Rong blushed slightly, and gave up trying to continue, because she already understood that the 'Guo Jing' in front of her was Song Qingshu pretending to be, her brother Jing couldn't have such a sweet mouth.
After hesitating for a while, Huang Rong didn't directly expose the other party, but instead looked carefully.
"It's really like it~" Huang Rong's eyes were filled with brilliance. If Song Qingshu hadn't said in advance that he knew how to disguise himself, even if he felt that Guo Jing was a little abnormal, he wouldn't think too much about it. Maybe he really deceived him.
After the initial astonishment, Huang Rong has quickly straightened out the whole matter. In order to test whether the disguise can deceive those close to him, Song Qingshu secretly changed into Brother Jing's appearance, and took advantage of his inattention. The princess was removed, creating a memory that was a bit messed up, to see if he could see through his disguise.
"But why doesn't the nine princesses feel at all when they don't see me?" Although Huang Rong knew that her martial arts were far from Song Qingshu's, it was absolutely impossible for the other party to get rid of someone under her nose.
"Could it be that I fell under his soul-shifting spell?"
Huang Rong quickly realized that her expression turned a little ugly.
"This bastard!"
However, Huang Rong wasn't really angry, she was as intelligent as she soon understood, if Song Qingshu didn't let the wind out in advance, and she was unprepared, he cast the soul-shifting method and disguised himself as Brother Jing, it would be hard for him to see flaw.
At that time, if he wanted to make out with him as brother Jing again, I'm afraid I wouldn't refuse, but would cater to him happily.
"Bah, it's really an obscene skill, it's a pity not to be a prostitute."
Thinking of some unsightly scenes, Huang Rong blushed and spit secretly.
"What is Rong'er thinking now?" The voice of 'Guo Jing' rang out again.
Huang Rong originally wanted to expose Song Qingshu's tricks, but suddenly she became naughty, it would be too boring, she decided to pretend that she didn't see the flaw, and tried to see what Song Qingshu would do next.
"It's just that it's a bit embarrassing to be held in his arms now."
Huang Rong also hesitated a little, but after thinking about it, anyway, it's not like he never hugged him in the cave before, and besides, he looks like Brother Jing now, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal.
"Why is Rong'er suddenly in a daze?" The voice of 'Guo Jing' rang in his ears again.
Hearing the other party's gentle voice, Huang Rong couldn't help being startled, as if she had returned to her girlhood in the past, an inexplicable feeling rose in her heart, and she subconsciously replied: "Rong'er is wondering if there will be any problems if Xiangyang leaves Brother Jing. "
During the conversation, Huang Rong took a step back calmly and moved a little away from 'Guo Jing'. After all, she knew that the other party was Song Qingshu in disguise, and now she just wanted to take the opportunity to tease him, how could she continue to let him take advantage of it.
'Guo Jing' smiled slightly, and didn't mind her actions: "Now that Mongolia and Song Dynasty have signed an armistice agreement, the war should not be restarted easily in a short time, Rong'er can rest assured."
"Hmph~ It's quite a fake, let's see how long you can pretend."
Huang Rong quickly put on a flowery smile, and continued to ask, "Brother Jing, when did you leave Xiangyang?"
'Guo Jing' paused, obviously hesitating for a moment: "Rong'er, I came to see you a few days after you left."
Hmph, let's show my feet. I spent a lot of time in various parts of the Central Plains in order to find Fu'er. If Brother Jing really left Xiangyang at that time, he should have arrived at the Golden Snake Conference before me.
Huang Rong didn't immediately expose the other party, it would be a little fun to expose the other party at this time, she rolled her eyes and deliberately brought the topic to Song Qingshu: "Brother Jing, this time Song Qingshu won the Golden Snake King beyond everyone's expectations, do you think this young How about the younger generation?"
Huang Rong deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the word 'Young Younger', and looked at the other party maliciously, waiting for an answer.
"Song Qingshu," 'Guo Jing' seemed to be organizing his words, paced slowly in the room, and finally sat down on the couch not far away, patted the place beside him lightly to signal Huang Rong to sit down, "this son He is handsome, unrestrained and suave, and his martial arts are extremely high, as if he is a genius who meets once in hundreds of years in the martial arts world."
"Bah, you don't have to be ashamed to brag about it." Huang Rong spat inwardly. Noticing the other party's invitation, she couldn't help hesitating for a while. After all, it's dangerous for lonely men and widows to sit on the bed together, but she wanted to use this opportunity to ask Song Qingshu something that is usually inconvenient to say. The problem.
After hesitating for a long time, Huang Rong walked over timidly, and stopped three feet away from the bed, unwilling to go any further.
Who knew that 'Guo Jing' on the couch stretched out her hand and pulled, Huang Rong obviously felt that the other party was moving very slowly, but for some reason she failed to dodge, being pulled by him, Huang Rong staggered and sat on the other party's lap.
"Why does Rong'er have such a relationship with her husband?" The simple and honest smile of 'Guo Jing' looked so hateful in Huang Rong's eyes at this moment.
She wanted to struggle to stand up, but Huang Rong found that her strength was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and it didn't work at all.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu just pulled her to sit on his lap and didn't make any further moves. Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, gave up struggling, and took the opportunity to ask, "Brother Jing, how do you think your martial arts are better than Song Qingshu's?"
This was a question that Huang Rong had been wondering after watching Song Qingshu's performance at the Golden Snake Conference. In fact, she already had an answer vaguely in her heart, but it was always more reliable to ask the person involved.
It's just that this kind of question has a lot of concerns. It was inconvenient for Huang Rong to ask Song Qingshu directly before, but now that the other party appeared in front of her as Guo Jing, Huang Rong could just pretend that she didn't know anything and ask Song Qingshu directly.
'Guo Jing' glanced at her with a half-smile, but did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand to hold her chin, stroked her smooth and delicate skin with his fingers, and said in a deep and charming voice: "This It depends on what Rong'er means, if Rong'er thinks my martial arts are higher than him, then I will be higher, if Rong'er thinks my martial arts is lower than him, then I will be lower than him."