Chapter 221 Complex Thoughts

Date, peach?Looking at the two boxes of fruits, Song Qingshu felt thoughtful.

Li Yuanzhi picked up a date, looked left and right but couldn't see anything abnormal. She asked foolishly: Could someone have poisoned her?

Song Qingshu laughed silently: Don’t worry, it won’t be poisonous.Throwing the peaches in his hand back into the basket, Song Qingshu turned around and walked out.

You guys go to bed first, I'll go out first, if nothing unexpected happens, I won't come back tonight.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Luo Bing breathed a sigh of relief, but Li Yuanzhi asked in confusion: Then where are you sleeping?

A beautiful figure appeared in his mind, and Song Qingshu smiled and said: There is always a place to sleep.

After leaving the Sifang Pavilion, Song Qingshu walked on the calm street and said to himself: This one wants me to save her husband, that one also asks me to save her husband, and someone asks me to save her sweetheart. Alas, can I really become a friend of women?

With the lesson of the Dragon Sect last time, Song Qingshu was careful this time, and while walking, he used his true energy to check the surrounding aura. He did feel a few suspicious auras in the middle, but he turned left and right quickly got rid of the other party.

Brother, I am not good at anything, but at least I have one skill, that is light skills.Song Qingshu smiled proudly and walked in a certain direction.

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In the Tian Mansion, Nan Lan suddenly woke up from her dream. She actually dreamed of being intimate with Song Qingshu. In the ecstasy place, her husband Tian Guinong suddenly broke in. Then the bastard Song Qingshu actually smiled at Tian Guinong and continued to work on herself. Looking at her husband's murderous eyes, Nan Lan suddenly woke up.

How could I have such a dream?Nanlan pressed the back of her hand against her cheek, feeling the amazing burning feeling on it, and couldn't help but bit her lower lip, and was so shy that she said to herself.

But my wife dreamed of it.A strange and familiar voice suddenly came from his ears. Nan Lan looked up in disbelief and found that Song Qingshu was actually sitting on the windowsill, looking at him with a smile.

Why is this dream so real?

Nan Lan was stunned and subconsciously rubbed her eyes, but saw Song Qingshu walking over from the windowsill and almost exclaimed: Is it really you?

Fortunately, I temporarily covered my mouth with my hands, so the sound did not alarm Tian Qingwen opposite the yard.

You miss me, so I appeared.Song Qingshu came to the bed in a blink of an eye.

Nanlan subconsciously tightened the quilt on her body and shrank to the corner of the bed: It's so late, please respect Mr. Song.

Self-respect?Song Qingshu smiled and spread his hands. We all met honestly. Is it necessary to be so apart?

Nanlan's face turned cold: Last night was just the reward I paid for saving the farmer for you.Now that the deposit has been paid, I hope the young master will not be more greedy.

Do you have to say that the matter between us is a transaction?Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, since you want to talk about transactions, then let's talk about transactions."

What transaction?A trace of confusion flashed across Nanlan's eyes.

If I say that I have discovered Tian Guinong's whereabouts, will my wife welcome me a little?

Song Qingshu looked at the picturesque beauty on the bed and grabbed the quilt so timidly. As for her identity as someone else's wife, it further aggravated some evil thoughts in his heart.

Return to the farming?Nanlan suddenly felt that the name was a little strange, but her wife's duty made her subconsciously ask, "How is Gui Nong?"

Don’t your wife invite me to sit there?Song Qingshu did not answer her, but looked at her aggressively.

You...you sit down.When Nan Lan'er touched his eyes, she felt that something would happen again today.

Thank you, madam.Song Qingshu showed joy on his face and sat directly on the bed.

You sit on the stool.Nanlan felt that he was so close to him, so he must have no good intentions. The woman's reserve made her muster up the courage to say.

It was late at night, and my hands and feet were frozen when I rushed over. The moisture on the stool was too heavy. Why would my wife give me a corner of the quilt and let me warm it first and then tell you about Brother Tian?

Song Qingshu didn't wait for her to answer, but lifted up a corner of the quilt and shrank his feet in.

OK... OK.Nan Lan only felt that her mind was messy now, and subconsciously replied that when she realized that Song Qingshu had already shrank into the quilt.

You are so rogue.Nanlan lamented, and had to curl up her legs and try her best not to touch the other person's body.

Song Qingshu also knew the reason why Zhang Chi was moderate, so he stopped forcing her and said: Today I went to the Xiaoqi Camp in Shengjing City to help Zhang Zhaozhong's house to drink, and then... Song Qingshu slowly talked about what happened in the day, but he didn't mention the matter of returning to the farm.

Nanlan finally got a little impatient: You should talk about returning to the farm.

Seeing my memory, Song Qingshu slapped his forehead, but moved to Nanlan quietly. Later, after I knocked on the side, I learned that Brother Tian was locked up in Prince Bao’s mansion.

Ah？

With a scream, a trace of despair flashed in Nanlan's eyes. When Tian Guinong returned home, he bragged to her countless times. Prince Bao's mansion was working together through the cooperation of the masters in the royal mansion. It was definitely a wall of iron, and no fly could fly out.

Song Qingshu had already come to her without realizing it and said softly: Madam, please rest assured. I have contacted my helper and will be able to rescue Brother Tian soon.

real?Nanlan turned her head excitedly and found that Song Qingshu's face was three inches away, and her pink face couldn't help but turn red.

Of course it is true. Song Qingshu stretched out his finger and hooked her smooth chin. Madam, I will do my best to do my best for your affairs. Is there any reward?

Nanlan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice shivered: The reward was given to you last night.

But what should I do if I don’t think it’s enough?Song Qingshu's hand had quietly reached into her nightgown.

The main reason for bullying Nan Lan is not for beauty, but for the rich pure yin energy in her body. He is now full of dangers in Shengjing City, and he has just received a warning from an unknown person to "escape early". How can he not hurry up and improve his skills and prepare for the upcoming crisis?

Didn’t you say that you would pay your partner’s deposit after the matter was done?Nanlan dodged back and begged.

But you also said that you can come to your mansion to sit when you have time.Song Qingshu's eyes were bright and he looked at her aggressively.

Nanlan wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. When she left Sifang Pavilion in the morning, she teased him in some way. She was retribution at this time, and said proudly: I...I'm joking.

But I took it seriously. Song Qingshu gently kneaded the things in his hand. To be honest, I have no place to sleep now and need my wife to take me in for one night.

Nanlan's face turned red and water dripped out: How is that possible, was your room occupied by the vixen?

The lady is indeed a clever plan, and there is indeed a vixen in my room.Song Qingshu put a little force on his arms, and Nan Lan fell into his arms.

Even if there are vixen and there are so many rooms in Sifang Hall, will there be no place to sleep?Nanlan lowered her head and said softly.

One vixen is the most joy in the world, but two vixen have a headache.

Song Qingshu's mind was once again filled with the allusion that one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink.

I don't believe it. According to your nature, you can still bear to come out if there is a vixen.Nanlan was confused when she heard this and bit her lips and said.

No matter how beautiful the vixen is, how can it compare to the beauty of a wife?

Song Qingshu gently pushed his hand and untied the constraints on her shoulders. Her clothes slid down, revealing her shoulders that were as sharp as a knife, and her smooth skin as silk.

It was a lifelong misfortune for Gui Nong to know you, his friend.Nanlan sighed, and a powerful force came in front of her, and she couldn't help but poured it onto the bed.

I have saved you couple once before, and I will save him again this time, and he should be grateful to me.Song Qingshu exhaled a stream of heat in her ear.

Thank you for bullying his wife?

A trace of confusion flashed across Nanlan's eyes. She was so tired of doing things around during this period. Whether physically or psychologically, she needed a strong arm to rely on and hand over the rescue of her husband to him...

Would you be so stupid that he would know?Song Qingshu supported her hands on the bed and stared at her eyes.

Of course not.Nanlan replied subconsciously.

That's all right, Song Qingshu pressed on it and whispered, "Be good, don't close your legs so tightly."

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After a deliberate cry, Nanlan looked at the man sitting cross-dressed on the bed and meditating with a complicated expression: It’s almost dawn, it’s time for you to leave.

Isn't it dawn yet?

With Qu Feiyan's previous reminder, Song Qingshu subconsciously paid attention to the woman's feelings. When practicing, he no longer ignored his partner. He pulled Nanlan into his arms. Following the route of the true qi flowing in his body, Song Qingshu's fingertips also scratched Nanlan's skin.

Nanlan was made of a thin layer of bumps on her body and begged: Tian Guinong's daughter is in the yard. She has always been smart. If she sees it, I won't have to live.

Don't worry, with my martial arts skills, I won't let her see it.Song Qingshu replied.

But it's almost dawn!Nanlan said anxiously.

Oh, I didn’t expect to linger with you for so long.Song Qingshu's words made Nan Lan feel embarrassed and angry. Just as she was about to pinch him, Song Qingshu suddenly disappeared into the room.

Looking at the empty bed, Nanlan suddenly felt a little disappointed and sat up slowly. She didn't know what she was thinking for a moment, and sat there in a daze.

But not long after, Song Qingshu returned to the house and smiled at her and said: Now you don’t have to worry about Tian Qingwen.

Nanlan was shocked and asked quickly: How did you do to her?

Don't worry, she just clicked her sleepy pussy. She wouldn't wake up until noon tomorrow, so you naturally don't have to worry about her seeing any flaws.

Song Qingshu pinched her shoulders and slowly placed her on the bed. You are weak and can't help but struggle. Go to bed quickly and nourish your energy.

I also said that you are like a bear every time these two days. Because they are someone else's wife, won't you care about using it?Nanlan had a hint of shyness and a hint of frivolity on her face.

Unexpectedly, she was always worried about this sentence. Song Qingshu felt funny and apologized, so he quickly apologized and started to coax it. Nan Lan gradually fell asleep and Song Qingshu began to continue practicing.