When Song Qingshu returned to the Taotai Yamen, it was getting late, so he specially invited Cheng Yaojia and his wife to dinner.
What surprised him was that during the meal, Lu Guanying did not sarcasm for the first time, but was silent. Cheng Yaojia seemed to have thoughts and was distracted all night.
The owner of the young master Lu just relaxed his mind. During this period, he recovered from his injuries here. There is no safer in Yangzhou than here.Song Qingshu put down his wine glass and said with a smile.
Lu Guanying's face changed a few times, but he finally bowed: Thank you!
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. The other party's attitude was completely different. It was really strange. He couldn't help but look at Cheng Yaojia and found that her face turned red and white for a while. He just subconsciously moved his chopsticks, and he looked worried.
strangeness.Song Qingshu frowned, but he was relieved soon. He had to think too much now, so he naturally didn't have the energy to figure out the thoughts of the young couple.
After dinner, Song Qingshu arranged the couple to rest in different rooms, and then arranged a group of doctors and maids to take care of Lu Guanying. Cheng Yaojia's face turned slightly red, but he took the initiative to run over to take care of her husband.
Song Qingshu laughed silently, knowing that Cheng Yaojia was worried about what she had taken the opportunity to do to her, and thought to herself that she was that scary, your husband is still here...
But he did not stop it. After all, they were nominally husband and wife. Although they had divorce books, how could they break up after so many years of relationships between them?
After returning to the room, Song Qingshu kept thinking about the current situation in Yangzhou and the issue of Li Kexiu's belonging. Before he knew it, it was already late at night.
Suddenly, his heart moved and he looked up at the door.
Song...Young Master Song, can I come in?There was a few gentle knocks outside the door, and then the timid voice of Cheng Yaojia sounded.
Please come in!Song Qingshu keenly noticed that the other party's voice was trembling a little, and he was very surprised. The two had been together for so long, why was she still so afraid of herself?
In fact, strictly speaking, Cheng Yaojia and Huang Rong are all characters of the same generation after all. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is almost thirty years old now, so the age difference between the two is only a few years old. But Cheng Yaojia is older after all, and she should be considered his sister, but her shy and delicate face, when the two got along, Song Qingshu treated her like a little sister.
The door was quickly pushed open from outside, and a dignified and gentle young woman walked in. A plain long dress made her look particularly beautiful and charming.
The lady is so beautiful now.Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim, and his eyes fell on her hair that was still carrying water vapor. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower for a while.
Didn't I beautiful before?Cheng Yaojia looked up at him, his eyes shining brightly.
Song Qingshu was surprised at her boldness, and at the same time noticed that she closed the door casually, she couldn't help but smile: Madam didn't seem to drink during the meal today, why did she seem to have become more courageous?
Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and he couldn't help but stomp his feet and said: Come and make fun of me!
OK OK OK, is it right? Xiaosheng apologized to his wife here.
Song Qingshu deliberately bowed, which made Cheng Yaojia giggle. He just didn't know what the hell was going to do with his wife so late?
Can't you come to you if you have nothing to do?Cheng Yaojia bit his lip and his eyes turned to a blank look.
Of course, I can do it. Whenever my wife wants to come to me, I will greet you by scanning the bed.
As soon as Song Qingshu said, he felt a little regretful. The use of this idiom here is somewhat ambiguous, and it is easy to make people misunderstand it, but this time it is indeed a bit unfair. He did not think about it in that direction when he said it.
Cheng Yaojia subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bed, and her little face suddenly looked like a layer of rouge. Her plump breasts rose and fell a few times, and suddenly said: I want to drink with you, but I wonder if the young master would like to give it to you or not?
Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. She always felt that she was a little strange today, but she still smiled and said: It is an honor to be able to drink with her wife, but she has always had a lot of alcohol. What if the wife gets drunk?
Cheng Yaojia's eyes drooped, and subconsciously bit his lip. Under the light, his lips were shining with a moist and charming luster: I'll get drunk if I get drunk.
Song Qingshu was stunned and then laughed: Since the wife has such a good mood, of course I will accompany her.After saying that, he called a maid at the door and asked her to bring a pot of grape wine.
When Cheng Yaojia in the room couldn't help but blush when she heard Song Qingshu asking the maid to decorate her wine.
He is now a VIP guest in the Taoist yamen. The maid dared not be negligent and brought the wine not long after.
Please sit down, madam!Song Qingshu thoughtfully moved the stool out for her and made a gesture of invitation.
Cheng Yaojia had nowhere to see the popular gentlemanly demeanor in later generations. He was immediately panicked and said thank you with a red face.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, sat down opposite her, poured a glass of wine for her: I'll toast a glass of wife.
Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head: The young master has saved our lives one after another, and I should respect you first in this cup.
Song Qingshu shook the wine pot next to him and laughed: There is still a lot of wine here, madam can give it to you slowly.
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and looked at him with a smile: Then what is the name of a glass of wine you toast?
Song Qingshu looked at her carefully, and Cheng Yaojia's cheeks were extremely delicate under the candlelight, and he couldn't help but exclaim: I respect everyone in the first cup.
Despite his depression, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but smile knowingly when he heard him praise him: Okay, I'll drink this first glass of wine.After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and was about to send it to the corner of his mouth.
Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her white wrist and smiled: Madam, why bother to be so impatient? We haven’t clinked glasses yet.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but stick out her tongue. She was always absent-minded tonight, no wonder she made such a low-level mistake.
She raised her glass and touched the other person for a moment, then raised her head and drank the glass of wine.
Looking at her snow-white and slender pink neck, and slimly sliding while swallowing the wine, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that she was beautiful and drank the wine in her glass in one go.
Can you let go of my hand now?After drinking a glass of wine, I don’t know if it’s the intention to drink or shame, Cheng Yaojia’s eyes were much brighter than before.
Following her gaze, Song Qingshu noticed that he was still holding her white wrist, but he was no longer a young boy, and he was not guilty. He let go calmly and smiled: Forgot for a moment, don't be surprised by madam.
While saying that, he filled the two of them with wine.
I'll toast this second glass of wine...
Cheng Yaojia just picked up the cup, but was interrupted by Song Qingshu: Madam, I haven’t finished my respect yet.
I want to see what name you use this time.Cheng Yaojia's lips raised slightly, and the wine surged, and she gradually relaxed.
This second cup of lady's skin is like cream.Song Qingshu said with a smile.
There was no such toast. Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and he couldn't help but mutter, let alone how do you know if my skin is good.
Song Qingshu put on her wrist and said with confidence: Because I have touched Ah.
Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating and he couldn't help but curse: "Robber~" But there was a strong sense of coquettishness in his tone, but there was no reproach.
Seeing Cheng Yaojia drinking obediently, Song Qingshu raised his glass: This third cup, I wish my wife...uh...
Cheng Yaojia was immediately happy: Why, are you too exhausted?
Song Qingshu's mind suddenly appeared in her tongue as she stuck out her tongue, and she couldn't help but smile: The third cup, I respect Mrs.'s cute little fragrant tongue.
Cheng Yaojia's smile froze immediately, and he stood up suddenly, his skin all over his body was covered in red: You!
Although the two have been ambiguous these days, she is a well-educated and well-educated young woman after all, not to mention that her husband is still next door, so how could she withstand such naked teasing?
Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her: Didn’t your wife still want to toast me to drink? Did she just leave like that?
Thinking of her husband's instructions, Cheng Yaojia sighed quietly in her heart, sat down and drank the red wine in her glass.
Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to toast him, Song Qingshu reached out to cover the wine glass: Madam, this glass of wine is extremely precious. Before that, we can solve some tedious things first so that we can better appreciate the beauty of this glass of wine.
What cumbersome things?Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating and he said with an unnatural expression.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Young Master Lu is in the yard now. His wife doesn’t take care of him, but she runs to my room to drink in the middle of the night. No matter how you think about it, it’s a bit abnormal. Something must have happened.
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and turned her head away: I can’t be my watery poplar flower. Do you want to come to hook you up in the middle of the night?
Song Qingshu shook his head and said softly: After these days of meeting each other day, do I still don’t understand what my wife is?If a woman who is so dignified and virtuous and considers her husband is a woman of a kindness, then there will probably be no good women in the world.
For some reason, Song Qingshu said a few plain words, but a warm current rose in Cheng Yaojia's cold heart, especially his deep eyes, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of calm.
But the more this happened, she couldn't help but think about how her husband treated her, and tears flowed down her face.
Song Qingshu stretched out his fingers to wipe off the tears on her cheeks and said softly: Did Master Lu ask you to come here?
Cheng Yaojia immediately looked at him in surprise: You...how do you know?
Song Qingshu did not answer her directly, but instead sighed to herself: In the eyes of men in this world, women are indeed just an accessory.
After he said this, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but shed tears.
Follow me.Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and pulled her out.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but follow him and asked in a daze: Where to go?
Of course, I'm going to find your husband.Song Qingshu's eyes flashed, revealing a faint sense of inexplicable meaning.
What surprised him was that during the meal, Lu Guanying did not sarcasm for the first time, but was silent. Cheng Yaojia seemed to have thoughts and was distracted all night.
The owner of the young master Lu just relaxed his mind. During this period, he recovered from his injuries here. There is no safer in Yangzhou than here.Song Qingshu put down his wine glass and said with a smile.
Lu Guanying's face changed a few times, but he finally bowed: Thank you!
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. The other party's attitude was completely different. It was really strange. He couldn't help but look at Cheng Yaojia and found that her face turned red and white for a while. He just subconsciously moved his chopsticks, and he looked worried.
strangeness.Song Qingshu frowned, but he was relieved soon. He had to think too much now, so he naturally didn't have the energy to figure out the thoughts of the young couple.
After dinner, Song Qingshu arranged the couple to rest in different rooms, and then arranged a group of doctors and maids to take care of Lu Guanying. Cheng Yaojia's face turned slightly red, but he took the initiative to run over to take care of her husband.
Song Qingshu laughed silently, knowing that Cheng Yaojia was worried about what she had taken the opportunity to do to her, and thought to herself that she was that scary, your husband is still here...
But he did not stop it. After all, they were nominally husband and wife. Although they had divorce books, how could they break up after so many years of relationships between them?
After returning to the room, Song Qingshu kept thinking about the current situation in Yangzhou and the issue of Li Kexiu's belonging. Before he knew it, it was already late at night.
Suddenly, his heart moved and he looked up at the door.
Song...Young Master Song, can I come in?There was a few gentle knocks outside the door, and then the timid voice of Cheng Yaojia sounded.
Please come in!Song Qingshu keenly noticed that the other party's voice was trembling a little, and he was very surprised. The two had been together for so long, why was she still so afraid of herself?
In fact, strictly speaking, Cheng Yaojia and Huang Rong are all characters of the same generation after all. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is almost thirty years old now, so the age difference between the two is only a few years old. But Cheng Yaojia is older after all, and she should be considered his sister, but her shy and delicate face, when the two got along, Song Qingshu treated her like a little sister.
The door was quickly pushed open from outside, and a dignified and gentle young woman walked in. A plain long dress made her look particularly beautiful and charming.
The lady is so beautiful now.Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim, and his eyes fell on her hair that was still carrying water vapor. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower for a while.
Didn't I beautiful before?Cheng Yaojia looked up at him, his eyes shining brightly.
Song Qingshu was surprised at her boldness, and at the same time noticed that she closed the door casually, she couldn't help but smile: Madam didn't seem to drink during the meal today, why did she seem to have become more courageous?
Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and he couldn't help but stomp his feet and said: Come and make fun of me!
OK OK OK, is it right? Xiaosheng apologized to his wife here.
Song Qingshu deliberately bowed, which made Cheng Yaojia giggle. He just didn't know what the hell was going to do with his wife so late?
Can't you come to you if you have nothing to do?Cheng Yaojia bit his lip and his eyes turned to a blank look.
Of course, I can do it. Whenever my wife wants to come to me, I will greet you by scanning the bed.
As soon as Song Qingshu said, he felt a little regretful. The use of this idiom here is somewhat ambiguous, and it is easy to make people misunderstand it, but this time it is indeed a bit unfair. He did not think about it in that direction when he said it.
Cheng Yaojia subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bed, and her little face suddenly looked like a layer of rouge. Her plump breasts rose and fell a few times, and suddenly said: I want to drink with you, but I wonder if the young master would like to give it to you or not?
Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. She always felt that she was a little strange today, but she still smiled and said: It is an honor to be able to drink with her wife, but she has always had a lot of alcohol. What if the wife gets drunk?
Cheng Yaojia's eyes drooped, and subconsciously bit his lip. Under the light, his lips were shining with a moist and charming luster: I'll get drunk if I get drunk.
Song Qingshu was stunned and then laughed: Since the wife has such a good mood, of course I will accompany her.After saying that, he called a maid at the door and asked her to bring a pot of grape wine.
When Cheng Yaojia in the room couldn't help but blush when she heard Song Qingshu asking the maid to decorate her wine.
He is now a VIP guest in the Taoist yamen. The maid dared not be negligent and brought the wine not long after.
Please sit down, madam!Song Qingshu thoughtfully moved the stool out for her and made a gesture of invitation.
Cheng Yaojia had nowhere to see the popular gentlemanly demeanor in later generations. He was immediately panicked and said thank you with a red face.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, sat down opposite her, poured a glass of wine for her: I'll toast a glass of wife.
Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head: The young master has saved our lives one after another, and I should respect you first in this cup.
Song Qingshu shook the wine pot next to him and laughed: There is still a lot of wine here, madam can give it to you slowly.
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and looked at him with a smile: Then what is the name of a glass of wine you toast?
Song Qingshu looked at her carefully, and Cheng Yaojia's cheeks were extremely delicate under the candlelight, and he couldn't help but exclaim: I respect everyone in the first cup.
Despite his depression, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but smile knowingly when he heard him praise him: Okay, I'll drink this first glass of wine.After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and was about to send it to the corner of his mouth.
Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her white wrist and smiled: Madam, why bother to be so impatient? We haven’t clinked glasses yet.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but stick out her tongue. She was always absent-minded tonight, no wonder she made such a low-level mistake.
She raised her glass and touched the other person for a moment, then raised her head and drank the glass of wine.
Looking at her snow-white and slender pink neck, and slimly sliding while swallowing the wine, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that she was beautiful and drank the wine in her glass in one go.
Can you let go of my hand now?After drinking a glass of wine, I don’t know if it’s the intention to drink or shame, Cheng Yaojia’s eyes were much brighter than before.
Following her gaze, Song Qingshu noticed that he was still holding her white wrist, but he was no longer a young boy, and he was not guilty. He let go calmly and smiled: Forgot for a moment, don't be surprised by madam.
While saying that, he filled the two of them with wine.
I'll toast this second glass of wine...
Cheng Yaojia just picked up the cup, but was interrupted by Song Qingshu: Madam, I haven’t finished my respect yet.
I want to see what name you use this time.Cheng Yaojia's lips raised slightly, and the wine surged, and she gradually relaxed.
This second cup of lady's skin is like cream.Song Qingshu said with a smile.
There was no such toast. Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and he couldn't help but mutter, let alone how do you know if my skin is good.
Song Qingshu put on her wrist and said with confidence: Because I have touched Ah.
Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating and he couldn't help but curse: "Robber~" But there was a strong sense of coquettishness in his tone, but there was no reproach.
Seeing Cheng Yaojia drinking obediently, Song Qingshu raised his glass: This third cup, I wish my wife...uh...
Cheng Yaojia was immediately happy: Why, are you too exhausted?
Song Qingshu's mind suddenly appeared in her tongue as she stuck out her tongue, and she couldn't help but smile: The third cup, I respect Mrs.'s cute little fragrant tongue.
Cheng Yaojia's smile froze immediately, and he stood up suddenly, his skin all over his body was covered in red: You!
Although the two have been ambiguous these days, she is a well-educated and well-educated young woman after all, not to mention that her husband is still next door, so how could she withstand such naked teasing?
Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her: Didn’t your wife still want to toast me to drink? Did she just leave like that?
Thinking of her husband's instructions, Cheng Yaojia sighed quietly in her heart, sat down and drank the red wine in her glass.
Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to toast him, Song Qingshu reached out to cover the wine glass: Madam, this glass of wine is extremely precious. Before that, we can solve some tedious things first so that we can better appreciate the beauty of this glass of wine.
What cumbersome things?Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating and he said with an unnatural expression.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Young Master Lu is in the yard now. His wife doesn’t take care of him, but she runs to my room to drink in the middle of the night. No matter how you think about it, it’s a bit abnormal. Something must have happened.
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and turned her head away: I can’t be my watery poplar flower. Do you want to come to hook you up in the middle of the night?
Song Qingshu shook his head and said softly: After these days of meeting each other day, do I still don’t understand what my wife is?If a woman who is so dignified and virtuous and considers her husband is a woman of a kindness, then there will probably be no good women in the world.
For some reason, Song Qingshu said a few plain words, but a warm current rose in Cheng Yaojia's cold heart, especially his deep eyes, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of calm.
But the more this happened, she couldn't help but think about how her husband treated her, and tears flowed down her face.
Song Qingshu stretched out his fingers to wipe off the tears on her cheeks and said softly: Did Master Lu ask you to come here?
Cheng Yaojia immediately looked at him in surprise: You...how do you know?
Song Qingshu did not answer her directly, but instead sighed to herself: In the eyes of men in this world, women are indeed just an accessory.
After he said this, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but shed tears.
Follow me.Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and pulled her out.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but follow him and asked in a daze: Where to go?
Of course, I'm going to find your husband.Song Qingshu's eyes flashed, revealing a faint sense of inexplicable meaning.
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