The people who were in the bridal chamber finally dispersed, and the room suddenly became quiet. Song Qingshu walked to the bed staggeringly and sat next to the bride: Rou'er, don't mind, these people are used to being vulgar, and I just said that just now.
When Jiao Wan'er smelled the drunken smell of the man around her, she couldn't help but complain. It would be strange if she believed you. It would be fine if others didn't know your nature, but I still don't know it?
Rou'er, why don't you speak? Are you scared?Song Qingshu asked softly.
Feeling his breath, Jiao Wan'er was so nervous that she was stiff all over, but when she heard him speak as gentle as ever, although she knew that she was not for herself, she was not only slightly lost in her mind, was she still the violent and ruthless demon...
Oh, I remembered that we want to have a drink of wine.
Song Qingshu patted his head and suddenly realized that although he had many women in his life, she was the only one who got married seriously, so he was naturally not familiar with the cumbersome details of weddings in this world.
There is also Zhou Zhiruo, but when she got married, she had not yet come to this world.
From the bottom of the red veil, you can see Song Qingshu staggering towards the table. Jiao Wan'er secretly clenched her fist and bit her lip and prayed: Fall!fall!Smash you to death.
It’s a pity that God didn’t seem to hear her prayer. Although Song Qingshu’s steps were helping him and he was tilted, he still successfully picked up two wine glasses and walked back.
Song Qingshu handed the wine glass into the bride's hand, but the bride did not react at all.
Why, I'm still angry with me.Song Qingshu burped and frowned.
Humph, it's better that you slam the door out of the air, so I'll be safe.Jiao Wan'er thought hatefully.
Oh, looking at my memory, I should first connect the veil.Song Qingshu suddenly laughed, "Don't be surprised, Brother Song has no experience before."
With your means, will you have no experience in this area?He is really talking lies with his eyes open, bah!Jiao Wan'er thought of the other party's unheard of that night, her body became a little soft without realizing it.
However, feeling that Song Qingshu was picking up her red veil, Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly rose to her throat.
It's over. When he sees clearly that the bride becomes me, he doesn't know what to do to me...
Huh?Rouer, why do I think you have changed for a long time?Looking at the beauty in front of her, she couldn't help but rub her eyes.
His palm rubbed the bride's face a few times. When Jiao Wan'er was feeling uneasy, Song Qingshu sighed quietly: Rou'er, it seems that I am really drunk. I actually recognize you as Mrs. Luo.
Unexpectedly, the plot actually developed like this. Jiao Wan'er looked at Song Qingshu with a sleepy look on her face, looking at her eyes like a fool. Even though she was frightened inside, she couldn't help laughing secretly.
Rou'er, you won't blame me, right?
Song Qingshu gently hugged the bride's waist and sighed softly, just because I had done something that I was extremely sorry for her recently. With apologetic inside, I often dreamed of her at night, but I didn't expect that I would have hallucinations when I was drunk.
Originally, when Song Qingshu's hand held her body back on her, Jiao Wan'er's whole body was almost stiff, but after what he said next, she was stunned.
How is that possible? How could that demon feel guilty!
These days, Song Qingshu appears in Jiao Wan'er's dream every day, which makes her wake up in the middle of the night. Her fear and fear of him have long been deeply rooted in her bones. Of course, she doesn't believe it when she hears Song Qingshu's words.
However, Jiao Wan'er still plucked up the courage to look at Song Qingshu's eyes, and found that his eyes were indeed full of confusion and guilt. She couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that he really didn't recognize him?
Hey, Rou'er, have you been lit by someone?Although Song Qingshu was drunk, the master's instinct was still there. It was fine before, but now he hugged Jiao Wan'er, how could he not notice the strangeness in her body?
Ah, it must have been done by that girl Youyou. No wonder she had been waiting at the door just now. Song Qingshu quickly reacted and quickly untie Jiao Wan'er's acupoints. Rou'er, don't blame her. She has always been a jealous jar. Maybe she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw you marry me, so she made fun of you like this.
As soon as Jiao Wan'er escaped from the trap, she pushed Song Qingshu aside and hurriedly jumped out of the bed and ran out.
faint?Green?Humph, who wouldn't have done such a good thing if it wasn't her?After hearing Song Qingshu describe Xia Qingqing as a jealous jar, Jiao Wan'er nodded in agreement.
Alas, Rouer, where are you going?As soon as Jiao Wan'er escaped to the door, Song Qingshu's humming voice came from behind him.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had no intention of chasing him, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but look back at him curiously, and saw that Song Qingshu was lying on the bed with weak body, as if she had fallen asleep.
What a god-given opportunity!
Jiao Wan'er's heart jumped, and after hesitating for a moment, she took out a dagger from her arms and walked towards the bed step by step.
After that night, Jiao Wan'er specially prepared to defend herself on her body. She was waiting for Song Qingshu to invade her again next time. She accidentally stabbed him. Who knew that Song Qingshu seemed to have never happened during this period and never came to find her again, which made her both glad and disappointed.
Xia Qingqing had just made a temporary decision and did not check Jiao Wan'er's close-fitting clothes in a hurry. After all, in Xia Qingqing's opinion, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, Jiao Wan'er would not have the chance to hurt him, let alone that she had a hole she had been lit.
By all coincidences, Jiao Wan'er was left with a good opportunity to take revenge. At this time, just a light knife can be used to send the demon to hell.
Jiao Wan'er held a dagger and gestured above Song Qingshu's chest. Just as she was about to stab her, she suddenly glanced at Zeng Rou, who was huddled in the innermost quilt from the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate in her heart.
Zeng Rou has always been making friends with her. If she continues to kill her, wouldn’t she become a widow just after she gets married?
Moreover, this bastard is now of a very special status. If he dies in the bridal chamber, Rou will become the biggest suspect...
It is no longer necessary to ruin her wedding night, how can she put her in such a desperate situation?Looking at the unprepared man on the bed, Jiao Wan'er's face turned red and white, and it was obvious that her heart was in a fierce struggle.
Forget it, let’s keep you alive for the time being, and then look for a good opportunity to take revenge in the future.
Jiao Wan'er glared at Song Qingshu with hatred, but she was a little unwilling to take back the dagger. She understood deeply in her heart that with Song Qingshu's martial arts, she had no hope of taking revenge head-on. How easy would it be to find such a good opportunity in the future?
When Jiao Wan'er smelled the drunken smell of the man around her, she couldn't help but complain. It would be strange if she believed you. It would be fine if others didn't know your nature, but I still don't know it?
Rou'er, why don't you speak? Are you scared?Song Qingshu asked softly.
Feeling his breath, Jiao Wan'er was so nervous that she was stiff all over, but when she heard him speak as gentle as ever, although she knew that she was not for herself, she was not only slightly lost in her mind, was she still the violent and ruthless demon...
Oh, I remembered that we want to have a drink of wine.
Song Qingshu patted his head and suddenly realized that although he had many women in his life, she was the only one who got married seriously, so he was naturally not familiar with the cumbersome details of weddings in this world.
There is also Zhou Zhiruo, but when she got married, she had not yet come to this world.
From the bottom of the red veil, you can see Song Qingshu staggering towards the table. Jiao Wan'er secretly clenched her fist and bit her lip and prayed: Fall!fall!Smash you to death.
It’s a pity that God didn’t seem to hear her prayer. Although Song Qingshu’s steps were helping him and he was tilted, he still successfully picked up two wine glasses and walked back.
Song Qingshu handed the wine glass into the bride's hand, but the bride did not react at all.
Why, I'm still angry with me.Song Qingshu burped and frowned.
Humph, it's better that you slam the door out of the air, so I'll be safe.Jiao Wan'er thought hatefully.
Oh, looking at my memory, I should first connect the veil.Song Qingshu suddenly laughed, "Don't be surprised, Brother Song has no experience before."
With your means, will you have no experience in this area?He is really talking lies with his eyes open, bah!Jiao Wan'er thought of the other party's unheard of that night, her body became a little soft without realizing it.
However, feeling that Song Qingshu was picking up her red veil, Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly rose to her throat.
It's over. When he sees clearly that the bride becomes me, he doesn't know what to do to me...
Huh?Rouer, why do I think you have changed for a long time?Looking at the beauty in front of her, she couldn't help but rub her eyes.
His palm rubbed the bride's face a few times. When Jiao Wan'er was feeling uneasy, Song Qingshu sighed quietly: Rou'er, it seems that I am really drunk. I actually recognize you as Mrs. Luo.
Unexpectedly, the plot actually developed like this. Jiao Wan'er looked at Song Qingshu with a sleepy look on her face, looking at her eyes like a fool. Even though she was frightened inside, she couldn't help laughing secretly.
Rou'er, you won't blame me, right?
Song Qingshu gently hugged the bride's waist and sighed softly, just because I had done something that I was extremely sorry for her recently. With apologetic inside, I often dreamed of her at night, but I didn't expect that I would have hallucinations when I was drunk.
Originally, when Song Qingshu's hand held her body back on her, Jiao Wan'er's whole body was almost stiff, but after what he said next, she was stunned.
How is that possible? How could that demon feel guilty!
These days, Song Qingshu appears in Jiao Wan'er's dream every day, which makes her wake up in the middle of the night. Her fear and fear of him have long been deeply rooted in her bones. Of course, she doesn't believe it when she hears Song Qingshu's words.
However, Jiao Wan'er still plucked up the courage to look at Song Qingshu's eyes, and found that his eyes were indeed full of confusion and guilt. She couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that he really didn't recognize him?
Hey, Rou'er, have you been lit by someone?Although Song Qingshu was drunk, the master's instinct was still there. It was fine before, but now he hugged Jiao Wan'er, how could he not notice the strangeness in her body?
Ah, it must have been done by that girl Youyou. No wonder she had been waiting at the door just now. Song Qingshu quickly reacted and quickly untie Jiao Wan'er's acupoints. Rou'er, don't blame her. She has always been a jealous jar. Maybe she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw you marry me, so she made fun of you like this.
As soon as Jiao Wan'er escaped from the trap, she pushed Song Qingshu aside and hurriedly jumped out of the bed and ran out.
faint?Green?Humph, who wouldn't have done such a good thing if it wasn't her?After hearing Song Qingshu describe Xia Qingqing as a jealous jar, Jiao Wan'er nodded in agreement.
Alas, Rouer, where are you going?As soon as Jiao Wan'er escaped to the door, Song Qingshu's humming voice came from behind him.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had no intention of chasing him, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but look back at him curiously, and saw that Song Qingshu was lying on the bed with weak body, as if she had fallen asleep.
What a god-given opportunity!
Jiao Wan'er's heart jumped, and after hesitating for a moment, she took out a dagger from her arms and walked towards the bed step by step.
After that night, Jiao Wan'er specially prepared to defend herself on her body. She was waiting for Song Qingshu to invade her again next time. She accidentally stabbed him. Who knew that Song Qingshu seemed to have never happened during this period and never came to find her again, which made her both glad and disappointed.
Xia Qingqing had just made a temporary decision and did not check Jiao Wan'er's close-fitting clothes in a hurry. After all, in Xia Qingqing's opinion, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, Jiao Wan'er would not have the chance to hurt him, let alone that she had a hole she had been lit.
By all coincidences, Jiao Wan'er was left with a good opportunity to take revenge. At this time, just a light knife can be used to send the demon to hell.
Jiao Wan'er held a dagger and gestured above Song Qingshu's chest. Just as she was about to stab her, she suddenly glanced at Zeng Rou, who was huddled in the innermost quilt from the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate in her heart.
Zeng Rou has always been making friends with her. If she continues to kill her, wouldn’t she become a widow just after she gets married?
Moreover, this bastard is now of a very special status. If he dies in the bridal chamber, Rou will become the biggest suspect...
It is no longer necessary to ruin her wedding night, how can she put her in such a desperate situation?Looking at the unprepared man on the bed, Jiao Wan'er's face turned red and white, and it was obvious that her heart was in a fierce struggle.
Forget it, let’s keep you alive for the time being, and then look for a good opportunity to take revenge in the future.
Jiao Wan'er glared at Song Qingshu with hatred, but she was a little unwilling to take back the dagger. She understood deeply in her heart that with Song Qingshu's martial arts, she had no hope of taking revenge head-on. How easy would it be to find such a good opportunity in the future?
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