Jiao Wan'er had a bad time during this time, even the maid could see that she was in a trance, and advised her to rest more.
Jiao Wan'er smiled wryly, rest? As soon as I close my eyes, those pictures will rush to my face, how dare I rest. But she also knew that if she didn't sleep for a while, her body might not be able to support it anymore.
Qingjie Luoshang was half lying on the couch, half dreaming and half awake unconsciously thinking of the situation in the new house that night, Jiao Wan'er felt hot unknowingly. If it was said that what impressed her most the most was the sense of humiliation and powerlessness of being played with wantonly, then the new house after that was another completely different and strange feeling.
Since Song Qingshu didn't know it was her at the time, Jiao Wan'er didn't feel so much pressure afterwards, but couldn't help recalling some of the scenes at that time.
She had never experienced the shuddering feeling of water, milk, and blending. She didn't even dare to recall this feeling, because once she recalled it, she would have a feeling of betraying her husband.
"Big... big boss?" A maid's surprised voice came from outside the house, which woke up the dazed Jiao Wan'er.
Song Qingshu nodded to the maid: "I'll talk to Lord Jiao about something." After speaking, he walked to the inner house.
Although the servant girl felt that something was wrong, but Song Qingshu's prestige is so high now, these low-level ordinary people have always admired him so much, how could he want to be stopped, until he was sent into the inner house, the servant girl slapped his head, ah, Madam is resting!
But the servant girl didn't think that the bright and stalwart Golden Snake King would have anything to do with the dignified and graceful wife, so she stuck out her tongue and went back to doing her own thing.
When Song Qingshu walked into the back room, Jiao Wan'er hadn't had time to get dressed yet, and while panicking and clutching Chun Guang on her chest, she scolded the maid outside half to death in her heart.
"Ma'am, don't be so anxious, it's not like you haven't read it before." Song Qingshu smiled slightly. Ever since he figured out the essence of his inner demons, he no longer deliberately maintained a dignified appearance, or deliberately put on a bohemian look, and let everything go with the flow Naturally, if you walk purely by feeling, your thoughts are extremely clear.
Jiao Wan'er's face turned red, and she hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover her body, huddled under the quilt, and found that Song Qingshu seemed to be talking about a very common thing, she couldn't help but spit to herself: How could this person be so shameless and confident.
"Why didn't you see Brother Luo?" Song Qingshu looked around, as if asking casually.
"He went to Ju County, and he probably won't be able to come back today." As soon as Jiao Wan'er said the words, she murmured that something was wrong. Why did she add the latter sentence by accident, as if she was implying something.
Looking up, Song Qingshu really had a half-smile expression on his face, and Jiao Wan'er was so anxious that she was about to cry.
Seeing Jiao Wan'er's expression in full view, Song Qingshu smiled and came to the bedside, as if in his own home: "Ma'am, sleep better."
What is he going to do
Jiao Wan'er's heart trembled, but her body twisted involuntarily. Song Qingshu was also polite, took off his shoes and got under the covers.
"What are you doing, go down!" Jiao Wan'er was angry and anxious, and looked at the door in fear, for fear that someone passing by at this time would make her lose face.
"Don't worry, there is no one within a radius of ten feet." Song Qingshu put his arms around the plump body of the young woman beside him, and pecked her cheek.
Jiao Wan'er was scared out of her wits, and her ears turned red instantly: "Don't do this, please."
Song Qingshu originally just wanted to flirt with this normally dignified and graceful woman, but now seeing her charming appearance, he couldn't control it anymore, and kissed her lips directly.
"Hmm..." Jiao Wan'er finally got a chance to breathe, and begged hurriedly, "Don't, at least don't be here."
Song Qingshu was noticed by people in the mansion all the way in just now, how dare Jiao Wan'er play around here with her
In fact, after going through these few times, Jiao Wan'er knew in her heart that she had no way to resist the other party, and now her only wish was not to be discovered by others.
"But I just like it here." Song Qingshu snorted unquestionably, and slid his lips towards her pink neck.
Jiao Wan'er trembled all over, couldn't help biting her lips, and finally urged helplessly after a long time: "Then hurry up!"
I don't know how long it took, Jiao Wan'er blushed and pushed away the man on her body, and hurriedly began to arrange the messy clothes: "This time I was really killed by you, and I don't know what ugly words will come out."
Song Qingshu has been in his boudoir for so long, lonely and widowed, who knows what the servants will think, the more Jiao Wan'er thinks about it, the sadder she becomes, and she can't help crying.
"Don't cry, I have good news here, madam, do you want to hear it?" Song Qingshu lay half-lying with a contented face, wantonly admiring the shyness of the beauty changing clothes in a hurry.
"You brought me only nightmares, what good news can there be?" Jiao Wan'er felt her nose a little sore, and quickly turned her head aside.
"Ma'am, don't you want to go back to Jinling's hometown? I'll give you this chance now." Song Qingshu smiled lightly.
Jiao Wan'er was startled, and pointed at him inexplicably in shock: "You... how do you know?" She only mentioned this matter to Xia Qingqing, could it be...
"Madam's clothes are still not as good-looking as the bride's clothes back then." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to grab the void, and Jiao Wan'er couldn't stand still, and fell into his arms involuntarily.
"You pretend to be drunk!" Jiao Wan'er's face turned pale, thinking that he had a panoramic view of the way she actively catered to at that time, she wished she could die immediately.
"It doesn't matter whether you're really drunk or not. What's important is that Madam obediently became a bride overnight. I can't be too ruthless to Madam." Song Qingshu's fingers slid across her smooth face.
"I'll be your bride for more than one night..." Jiao Wan'er turned her face away and pressed her lips tightly.
"As long as Madam does one thing for me, I promise I won't pester Madam in the future." Song Qingshu didn't care, and quietly withdrew his finger.
"What's the matter?" Jiao Wan'er's heart skipped a beat.
"Now the territory of the Tartars is divided into two by the Golden Snake Camp, and the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas have become enclaves. Li Kexiu, the admiral of the Green Camp in the south of the Yangtze River, will surely become the target of all forces competing for it," Song Qingshu said. "However, his family members are still in Yanjing, and they should not fall to any side in a short time. So I need my wife to take my confidants to Jiangnan to manage it well, so that I can take over the fast land in the shortest time in the future." .”
"I don't have the ability to win over Li Kexiu." Jiao Wan'er shook her head.
"You don't need to win him over..." Song Qingshu frowned suddenly, "Wait, someone is coming to this room."
It didn't take long for Jiao Wan'er to hear the voice, and her expression changed drastically. Looking at Song Qingshu who was still sleeping in her bed, she was so anxious that she was about to cry: "It's my husband."