Huang Rong was angry in an instant: Didn’t you just say that you would know in advance as long as someone approached?Even a master like my father is no exception.
Song Qingshu really wanted to swallow what he said just now, thinking that he should not show off in the future, otherwise he would easily shoot himself in the foot: What I said was that when I was awake, how could I be so alert when I fell asleep?If it was an ordinary person who approached me, I might notice it, but after sleeping, a master like your father approached me, and I was not a god, so how could I react quickly?
Huang Rong frowned and had to admit that the other party made a lot of sense. If he lived in another room, he would be very likely to be discovered by his father, so he could only stay in his own room...
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
We are a married woman, and the other is a married woman, and we are alone and widowed... It is inevitable that we can leave you here and there, but we cannot do it.Although Huang Rong was loose, she refused after thinking about it for a while.
Song Qingshu shrugged and did not continue to force: What you said makes sense. I will go out to find a place to deal with it for one night, so you can rest early.He smiled at her and his figure quickly flashed out of the window.
Alas~ Huang Rong opened her mouth, but finally took her hand back. So what if she shouted him? Can she keep him here?
Lying on the bed, Huang Rong stared at the top of the bed in a daze. She was originally sleepy but couldn't sleep. She thought too many things and recalled too many things, and finally her thoughts flew and her heart was messy.
Boom!
Suddenly, a snow-white lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a terrifying thunder, and the power between heaven and earth was completely revealed at this moment.
Huang Rong looked struggling, and finally sat up from the bed, put on her clothes and picked up an umbrella. She was really worried about going out to see Song Qingshu.
It's such a storm, I don't know where he is.Huang Rong bit her lip and stood there in a daze for a while.
Peach Blossom Island is not small, and it is not that easy to find someone. However, Huang Rong certainly would not go around with her head down and thought about it carefully: He doesn't want to live in other rooms. Did he run back to my mother's tomb? I think there is only the safest place now.
No, he just changed his clothes after taking a shower, and he shouldn't rush into the rain anymore, and he felt uncomfortable all over the rain.
Huang Rong denied the initial speculation and finally decided to look for them in the nearby rooms.
As soon as she opened the door, even though Huang Rong was wearing a coat, she felt a chill coming, but she still forced herself to walk out and investigated in the empty rooms.
She first found her daughter's room, but found nothing, and then went to the room of Dawu and others, but unfortunately she still found nothing.
Suddenly, my heart moved and thought to myself that the other party only ate a few pieces of pastries a day. Will he go to the kitchen?
Huang Rong held the hem of the skirt and walked quickly towards the kitchen. Who knew how long she hadn't walked, she met Huang Yaoshi head-on.
Why are you coming out so late?Huang Yaoshi looked at her with a suspicious look.
Huang Rong also reacted quickly and continued without hesitation: I was suddenly hungry and planned to go to the kitchen to make something to eat.
Just call those dumb servants to do it.Huang Yaoshi looked at his daughter with pride, it was inconvenient for you to do these things when you are pregnant.
I don't want to bother them so late, let alone I am used to the taste I make myself.
Huang Rong did not lower her voice because she was worried that Song Qingshu would hide in the kitchen and hoped that he would hide in advance when he heard the noise.
Yes, those who are not good at cooking can catch up with you.Pharmacist Huang nodded, I'll accompany you, and I can help you.
Huang Rong nodded and suddenly asked: Daddy, why haven’t you been sleeping yet?
Huang Yaoshi snorted, his face a little ugly: It’s not for that boy Song Qingshu, I suspect he is not out of the island at all, so I checked around.
Huang Rong's heart was shocked and she asked hurriedly: Did Dad find anything?
Huang Yaoshi glanced at her: Are you worried about him?
Huang Rong shook her head quickly and said guiltily: Why am I worried about him?
It would be fine if there was no, Huang Yaoshi snorted, there could be no contact between you and him anymore.
I know...this way.
Huang Rong pouted her mouth, for some reason, as if she had returned to the scene when she was in love with Brother Jing but was broken up by her father. This feeling really seemed familiar.
I know you don't agree with it, but you are already a married woman, so don't make mistakes.Huang Yaoshi's voice was a little cold and he warned again.
I know.Huang Rong felt a little irritated and couldn't help but snorted, "Dad, isn't Tang Wu, Bo Zhou Kong?" Why are you like the old scholars of Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism now?
Huang Yaoshi looked dark: Although his father doesn’t care about secular etiquette, he values love that is the most dedicated.If you make up your mind to leave that boy Guo Jing, your father will not say anything; but since you finally chose him, you can't have any other thoughts.
What's more, the boy named Song has been famous for a few years and has caused a lot of romantic debts in the world. Even people like me who don't ask about things in the world have heard a lot of love about him. How can such a man have true feelings?
Huang Yaoshi himself was wholehearted about his wife Feng Heng, so he naturally hated fickle people the most, so although he didn't like Guo Jing, a stupid snarl, but he hated even more of a frivolous prodigal son like Song Qingshu.
OK, my daughter is not stupid.Huang Rong's expression turned dark. In fact, she had already figured out these principles.
Next, the father and daughter were cooking and chatting in the kitchen. The father and daughter had not seen each other for many years, so naturally there was a lot to talk about, and time gradually passed.
Looking at the dishes made on the plate, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but frown and said: Can you still eat these things when you are pregnant?
Huang Rong's eyes flashed a little: I don't know why, I'm very hungry these days and I want to eat meat.
Is that true?Huang Yaoshi glanced at her thoughtfully.
Dad, do you want to try it?Huang Rong asked hurriedly.
I don’t eat anything at night, Huang Yaoshi shook his head, you are pregnant, it’s raining and the ground is wet and slippery, I’ll help you to bring it to the room.
No, my daughter is not that cute.Huang Rong was worried that Song Qingshu would kill him and run back to her room, so she dared not let her father go.
Suddenly, Yaoshi Huang, you won’t hide anything shameful in the room, right?
Of course there is no more, I am still afraid that you will be tired after dad.Huang Rong knew that her father had always been smart, and now she must have become suspicious. If she refused, he might be able to guess something.
I am one of the five great masters of Central Plains, so why are you tired of holding something?
When Huang Yaoshi talked about his identity as a five-magic master, he couldn't help but think that he could only tie with Song Qingshu with all his strength, and his face turned darker.
Then I'll bother Dad.Huang Rong smiled with a pursed lips.
After Huang Yaoshi sent his daughter back to the room, his sharp eyes swept around, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief without seeing Song Qingshu: It seems that I am too worried, how could Rong'er be so ridiculous?
Seeing that Song Qingshu was not there, Huang Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a little melancholy arose in her heart. Did she just part silently?
Okay, it’s getting late, you can have breakfast and get off, dad won’t bother you anymore.
Avoiding the doubts in his heart, Huang Yaoshi was relaxed. After walking to the door, he thought about it and threw a lemon from his sleeve to the table. He used clever and soft power. Although he threw it away so far, the lemon gently fell on the table, without causing any movement. You are pregnant and eat so much greasy food, be careful of nausea and vomiting, squeeze some lemon juice to press it.
Thank you dad.Seeing his father so caring, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little warmth in her heart.
After seeing off her father, Huang Rong sat down at the table, but did not move the dishes she had worked hard to cook before, but instead held her chin there with her hands in a daze.
Did you really leave?
At this time, there was another lightning and thunder outside. Huang Rong felt palpitations. She couldn't help but walk to the window and pushed open the window and looked at the dark night sky. She looked at the wind and rain outside. She couldn't help but frowned and said: With such a heavy rain, where can you go?
Are you worried about me?At this time, a sound came from below.
Huang Rong was shocked and looked down at her, only to see Song Qingshu huddling under the windowsill and looking at her with a smile.
Why are you hiding here?
Huang Rong was both angry and funny. Although this place was under the eaves, the wind and rain outside were blown from time to time, and the place next to him was soaked. Only one foot of his body was dry. I guess he had been using his internal force to prevent the rain from blowing.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: Your father patrolled everywhere like a thief. Where can I hide? I think you are the safest place here. If you don’t let me in, I can only hide outside in the corner.
Looking at him looking so slim, Huang Rong knew that he had a disguise, but she was a little apologized. After all, Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were not afraid of his father at all. The reason why she hid in such a way was mainly to worry about her own face.
Let's talk about it first.Huang Rong took an umbrella to cover the wind and rain floating outside.
At this point, Song Qingshu naturally would not be polite. He jumped gently and flipped through the window: What is so fragrant?
Huang Rong pointed to the delicacies on the table: I just made it in the kitchen, if you don’t dislike it, just eat it.
Song Qingshu was overjoyed: Rong'er's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. I was too happy to be too late, so how could I dislike it?
He hasn't eaten much except for a few pastries a day, and now he is indeed hungry.
Is this done specifically for me?Looking at several delicious dishes with colors, fragrance and flavor, Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing.
Think beautifully.Huang Rong spat, just because I met my father near the kitchen, so I did it casually in order not to be suspected by him.
Looking at her slightly red face, Song Qingshu smiled and stopped asking questions. He focused on the dishes she made: pepper, salt, pee shrimp, fried flower crab with onion, ginger, etc., is the remaining plate... oysters?
What's wrong with oysters?Huang Rong looked confused because there were only these seafood on the island now.
This is a magical thing for men to strengthen their aphrodisiacs. Rong'er, are you hinting at something?Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
Song Qingshu really wanted to swallow what he said just now, thinking that he should not show off in the future, otherwise he would easily shoot himself in the foot: What I said was that when I was awake, how could I be so alert when I fell asleep?If it was an ordinary person who approached me, I might notice it, but after sleeping, a master like your father approached me, and I was not a god, so how could I react quickly?
Huang Rong frowned and had to admit that the other party made a lot of sense. If he lived in another room, he would be very likely to be discovered by his father, so he could only stay in his own room...
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
We are a married woman, and the other is a married woman, and we are alone and widowed... It is inevitable that we can leave you here and there, but we cannot do it.Although Huang Rong was loose, she refused after thinking about it for a while.
Song Qingshu shrugged and did not continue to force: What you said makes sense. I will go out to find a place to deal with it for one night, so you can rest early.He smiled at her and his figure quickly flashed out of the window.
Alas~ Huang Rong opened her mouth, but finally took her hand back. So what if she shouted him? Can she keep him here?
Lying on the bed, Huang Rong stared at the top of the bed in a daze. She was originally sleepy but couldn't sleep. She thought too many things and recalled too many things, and finally her thoughts flew and her heart was messy.
Boom!
Suddenly, a snow-white lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a terrifying thunder, and the power between heaven and earth was completely revealed at this moment.
Huang Rong looked struggling, and finally sat up from the bed, put on her clothes and picked up an umbrella. She was really worried about going out to see Song Qingshu.
It's such a storm, I don't know where he is.Huang Rong bit her lip and stood there in a daze for a while.
Peach Blossom Island is not small, and it is not that easy to find someone. However, Huang Rong certainly would not go around with her head down and thought about it carefully: He doesn't want to live in other rooms. Did he run back to my mother's tomb? I think there is only the safest place now.
No, he just changed his clothes after taking a shower, and he shouldn't rush into the rain anymore, and he felt uncomfortable all over the rain.
Huang Rong denied the initial speculation and finally decided to look for them in the nearby rooms.
As soon as she opened the door, even though Huang Rong was wearing a coat, she felt a chill coming, but she still forced herself to walk out and investigated in the empty rooms.
She first found her daughter's room, but found nothing, and then went to the room of Dawu and others, but unfortunately she still found nothing.
Suddenly, my heart moved and thought to myself that the other party only ate a few pieces of pastries a day. Will he go to the kitchen?
Huang Rong held the hem of the skirt and walked quickly towards the kitchen. Who knew how long she hadn't walked, she met Huang Yaoshi head-on.
Why are you coming out so late?Huang Yaoshi looked at her with a suspicious look.
Huang Rong also reacted quickly and continued without hesitation: I was suddenly hungry and planned to go to the kitchen to make something to eat.
Just call those dumb servants to do it.Huang Yaoshi looked at his daughter with pride, it was inconvenient for you to do these things when you are pregnant.
I don't want to bother them so late, let alone I am used to the taste I make myself.
Huang Rong did not lower her voice because she was worried that Song Qingshu would hide in the kitchen and hoped that he would hide in advance when he heard the noise.
Yes, those who are not good at cooking can catch up with you.Pharmacist Huang nodded, I'll accompany you, and I can help you.
Huang Rong nodded and suddenly asked: Daddy, why haven’t you been sleeping yet?
Huang Yaoshi snorted, his face a little ugly: It’s not for that boy Song Qingshu, I suspect he is not out of the island at all, so I checked around.
Huang Rong's heart was shocked and she asked hurriedly: Did Dad find anything?
Huang Yaoshi glanced at her: Are you worried about him?
Huang Rong shook her head quickly and said guiltily: Why am I worried about him?
It would be fine if there was no, Huang Yaoshi snorted, there could be no contact between you and him anymore.
I know...this way.
Huang Rong pouted her mouth, for some reason, as if she had returned to the scene when she was in love with Brother Jing but was broken up by her father. This feeling really seemed familiar.
I know you don't agree with it, but you are already a married woman, so don't make mistakes.Huang Yaoshi's voice was a little cold and he warned again.
I know.Huang Rong felt a little irritated and couldn't help but snorted, "Dad, isn't Tang Wu, Bo Zhou Kong?" Why are you like the old scholars of Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism now?
Huang Yaoshi looked dark: Although his father doesn’t care about secular etiquette, he values love that is the most dedicated.If you make up your mind to leave that boy Guo Jing, your father will not say anything; but since you finally chose him, you can't have any other thoughts.
What's more, the boy named Song has been famous for a few years and has caused a lot of romantic debts in the world. Even people like me who don't ask about things in the world have heard a lot of love about him. How can such a man have true feelings?
Huang Yaoshi himself was wholehearted about his wife Feng Heng, so he naturally hated fickle people the most, so although he didn't like Guo Jing, a stupid snarl, but he hated even more of a frivolous prodigal son like Song Qingshu.
OK, my daughter is not stupid.Huang Rong's expression turned dark. In fact, she had already figured out these principles.
Next, the father and daughter were cooking and chatting in the kitchen. The father and daughter had not seen each other for many years, so naturally there was a lot to talk about, and time gradually passed.
Looking at the dishes made on the plate, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but frown and said: Can you still eat these things when you are pregnant?
Huang Rong's eyes flashed a little: I don't know why, I'm very hungry these days and I want to eat meat.
Is that true?Huang Yaoshi glanced at her thoughtfully.
Dad, do you want to try it?Huang Rong asked hurriedly.
I don’t eat anything at night, Huang Yaoshi shook his head, you are pregnant, it’s raining and the ground is wet and slippery, I’ll help you to bring it to the room.
No, my daughter is not that cute.Huang Rong was worried that Song Qingshu would kill him and run back to her room, so she dared not let her father go.
Suddenly, Yaoshi Huang, you won’t hide anything shameful in the room, right?
Of course there is no more, I am still afraid that you will be tired after dad.Huang Rong knew that her father had always been smart, and now she must have become suspicious. If she refused, he might be able to guess something.
I am one of the five great masters of Central Plains, so why are you tired of holding something?
When Huang Yaoshi talked about his identity as a five-magic master, he couldn't help but think that he could only tie with Song Qingshu with all his strength, and his face turned darker.
Then I'll bother Dad.Huang Rong smiled with a pursed lips.
After Huang Yaoshi sent his daughter back to the room, his sharp eyes swept around, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief without seeing Song Qingshu: It seems that I am too worried, how could Rong'er be so ridiculous?
Seeing that Song Qingshu was not there, Huang Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a little melancholy arose in her heart. Did she just part silently?
Okay, it’s getting late, you can have breakfast and get off, dad won’t bother you anymore.
Avoiding the doubts in his heart, Huang Yaoshi was relaxed. After walking to the door, he thought about it and threw a lemon from his sleeve to the table. He used clever and soft power. Although he threw it away so far, the lemon gently fell on the table, without causing any movement. You are pregnant and eat so much greasy food, be careful of nausea and vomiting, squeeze some lemon juice to press it.
Thank you dad.Seeing his father so caring, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little warmth in her heart.
After seeing off her father, Huang Rong sat down at the table, but did not move the dishes she had worked hard to cook before, but instead held her chin there with her hands in a daze.
Did you really leave?
At this time, there was another lightning and thunder outside. Huang Rong felt palpitations. She couldn't help but walk to the window and pushed open the window and looked at the dark night sky. She looked at the wind and rain outside. She couldn't help but frowned and said: With such a heavy rain, where can you go?
Are you worried about me?At this time, a sound came from below.
Huang Rong was shocked and looked down at her, only to see Song Qingshu huddling under the windowsill and looking at her with a smile.
Why are you hiding here?
Huang Rong was both angry and funny. Although this place was under the eaves, the wind and rain outside were blown from time to time, and the place next to him was soaked. Only one foot of his body was dry. I guess he had been using his internal force to prevent the rain from blowing.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: Your father patrolled everywhere like a thief. Where can I hide? I think you are the safest place here. If you don’t let me in, I can only hide outside in the corner.
Looking at him looking so slim, Huang Rong knew that he had a disguise, but she was a little apologized. After all, Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were not afraid of his father at all. The reason why she hid in such a way was mainly to worry about her own face.
Let's talk about it first.Huang Rong took an umbrella to cover the wind and rain floating outside.
At this point, Song Qingshu naturally would not be polite. He jumped gently and flipped through the window: What is so fragrant?
Huang Rong pointed to the delicacies on the table: I just made it in the kitchen, if you don’t dislike it, just eat it.
Song Qingshu was overjoyed: Rong'er's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. I was too happy to be too late, so how could I dislike it?
He hasn't eaten much except for a few pastries a day, and now he is indeed hungry.
Is this done specifically for me?Looking at several delicious dishes with colors, fragrance and flavor, Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing.
Think beautifully.Huang Rong spat, just because I met my father near the kitchen, so I did it casually in order not to be suspected by him.
Looking at her slightly red face, Song Qingshu smiled and stopped asking questions. He focused on the dishes she made: pepper, salt, pee shrimp, fried flower crab with onion, ginger, etc., is the remaining plate... oysters?
What's wrong with oysters?Huang Rong looked confused because there were only these seafood on the island now.
This is a magical thing for men to strengthen their aphrodisiacs. Rong'er, are you hinting at something?Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
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