Chapter 1217 Who doesn’t know you in the world?

Cheng Yaojia was shocked, subconsciously tidy up her clothes, cleared her throat and shouted softly: Come in.

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and it turned out that the maid brought the tea up.

With outsiders present, Cheng Yaojia hurriedly sat upright and restored the image of the dignified and gentle young grandmother in her usual image.

After the maid left, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: I didn't touch you just now, why did my wife tidy up her clothes?

Cheng Yaojia blushed and suddenly became coquettish: The young master is still as bad as before, and he teases others as soon as he meets him.

Song Qingshu likes to see her shy and angry look: When she goes to your house as a guest, will the wife not even have a tea to entertain her?

Cheng Yaojia's almond eyes were wide open, and he looked at the teacup beside him in confusion: Didn't you serve tea?

Song Qingshu poured out the teacup next to him: Tea is good tea, but unfortunately the vulgarity in the maid's hand destroyed the artistic conception.

Then you can only be thirsty.Knowing that he was deliberately looking for trouble, Cheng Yaojia snorted, with a smile on his lips.

I wonder if there is any blessing in mind that can enjoy a cup of tea made by my wife?Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.

Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and she whispered: Are you afraid that vulgarity will destroy the artistic conception?

Song Qingshu smiled and said: It is true that the maid's hands are full of vulgarity, but the lady's hands are full of spiritual energy.

Cheng Yaojia chuckled and hurriedly covered her mouth: Young master's mouth is really good at pleaseing girls.

If you please your wife, I hope you will give me a cup of tea.Song Qingshu said unyieldingly.

Cheng Yaojia's eyes were flowing, and she rolled her eyes very well. After all, she stood up and walked over with a red face: If the young master is not afraid of the vulgarity in my hands, then just drink it.

He went to the door and called the maid to get the tea set and tea leaves again. After cleaning his hands, he first burned the cup and warmed the pot, and then quickly washed the tea with boiling water. Feng Huáng nodded three times...

The whole process is not slow and smooth, and every move is extremely elegant.

Looking at the young woman's skirt fluttering in front of her, her white wrist seemed to blend into the white tea cup. I don't know if it was the porcelain cup whiter or her wrists were whiter.

Cheng Yaojia was concentrating on making tea when he suddenly felt a burly and masculine body behind him pressing her hands against her lower abdomen.

She couldn't help but tremble all over. The heat from the other person's hand spread to her lower abdomen through the thin dress. The heat quickly flowed throughout her body and bloomed in her body. She felt that the bones seemed to be melting.

Don't... there are people outside.

Cheng Yaojia's voice was trembling violently. The Lu family was a famous wealthy family in Shanyin. There were thousands of maids and servants in the mansion. Every lady was assigned a large number of servants to serve. Now there were still many maids standing outside the door at any time to listen to the orders.

The lady's body is still so soft.

Song Qingshu leaned over her white and slender neck, rubbed it gently with the tip of her nose, and smelled the orchid-like fragrance on her body, and felt extremely comfortable.

As soon as he was squirted, Cheng Yaojia could not hold on to the tea set. He bit his lip and had a hint of crying in his voice: Young master, stop making trouble, if someone really sees me, Guanying and I will not have the face to see others.

There have always been many troubles in this high-gate courtyard. As long as one person sees something, it will be known to the whole mansion in less than half a day. She shuddered when she thinks of the consequences.

Madam, I will let go of the tea whenever I make it.Feeling the graceful arc between her waist and hips, Song Qingshu suddenly couldn't bear to let go.

Cheng Yaojia had no choice but to continue making tea. Unfortunately, there was a man behind her. She could not show her elegant and skillful tea art in her daily life. After a random trick, she finally made a cup of tea. However, her wrists were shaking so hard that half of a pot of good tea might have been wasted on the tray.

Please have tea, my son!Cheng Yaojia turned around and held the teacup in front of Song Qingshu.

Looking at the gentle young woman in front of her, her pretty face was blushing and bleeding, Song Qingshu laughed in silence: We have never been intimate, why are you still so shy?

Cheng Yaojia turned his face and ignored him, but handed the teacup over again: Young Master, drink tea.

How can I enjoy the good tea made by my wife alone?

Song Qingshu sucked gently, and the tea in the cup turned into a thread of water and sucked it into his mouth. Then he reached out to hook Cheng Yaojia's chin and kissed her moist lips heavily.

Guru, Guru~

Unpredictable, Cheng Yaojia swallowed most of the cup of tea, and then he realized that he pushed the man on his body away.

After wiping the water stains on her lips, Cheng Yaojia was both ashamed and angry: Why are you like this? But what surprised her was that she was just afraid of being seen in her heart at this time, and she didn't feel angry or disgusted.

Song Qingshu reached out and pressed her lips to interrupt her and continued: Shush, the owner of the young manor is back.

Cheng Yaojia's delicate body trembled and he said anxiously: Then you can let me go.

I'll come to your room tonight.Song Qingshu leaned into her ear and left a sentence, his voice was very provocative, and then he let go of his hand and sat back in the chair.

Although the relationship between him and Cheng Yaojia was personally recognized by Lu Guanying, Cheng Yaojia was his nominal wife after all, and if he hugged him in front of him, the other party's face would not look good.

Hearing his words clearly, Cheng Yaojia also felt a swaying heart, pursed her moist lips, and hummed in a low voice: If you have the ability, go and talk to Guanying.After saying that, he quickly turned around and did not dare to look at him again.

At this moment, Lu Guanying had already stepped into the house in a hurry. When he noticed that his face was not good-looking, Song Qingshu smiled and said: What's wrong with Brother Lu?

Lu Guanying's face turned pale and he slapped the table hard: It's so bullying!

Cheng Yaojia was startled and thought that her husband was embarrassing when he saw the scene of him hugging Song Qingshu: Guanying, I...

Song Qingshu had to be much calmer because he knew that Lu Guanying was definitely not angry because they were both angry. As expected, the other party's next words confirmed his idea.

The patriarch was not at home, so I decided to ask the old lady for instructions first. Who knew that she was busy greeting the guests and had no intention of seeing me at all. She left me outside and waited for half an hour. I saw that she did it on purpose, so I came back by myself.

Lu Guanying's hands were trembling when he spoke, obviously he was extremely angry.

Song Qingshu had already done his homework before coming. The current patriarch of the Lu family in Shanyin is Lu You's father Lu Zai. He was once the deputy envoy of Jingxi Road Transportation and has now retired.

Although the position of deputy envoy of the West Jinglu Road Transportation was not high, Lu Zai was born in a famous family and had a wide range of friends and knowledgeable knowledge, so he was very prestigious.

The old lady Lu Guanying mentioned refers to Lu Zai's wife Tang, who is also prominent in her family. She is the granddaughter of Tang Jie, the assistant minister of the political affairs officer in Xining in the early years.

Cheng Yaojiaqi said: Who is the guest the old lady welcomes?

Lu Guanying had a gloomy face: Isn’t it your good cousin yet?

Cheng Ying?Cheng Yaojia exclaimed.

Song Qingshu on the side seemed to smile: It seems that the young owner of the mansion is not very high in this Lu Mansion.

Lu Guanying's face looked even more ugly. At this time, a maid suddenly came to report: Third Young Master, the old lady asked you to take your friend to see her.

What?Lu Guanying was blown up as soon as he heard this. What is Mr. Song’s identity? It’s almost the same for the old lady to come to pay homage to him.