Jiao Wan'er dared not believe his words, and hurriedly struggled to get up. As a result, she didn't know what methods Song Qingshu used to make her weak all over. She tried several times but didn't stand up.
Master, please let me go.Jiao Wan'er blushed and tried to push the man around her away.
Song Qingshu leaned into her ear with a salivating face and asked softly: Wan'er, have you missed me during this period?
Jiao Wan'er's pink face turned red, and she hurriedly said with a stern face: Master, please respect yourself!
Wan'er, it is said that a couple will be kind to one day for a hundred days. You will turn your back on others so soon. I will be so sad that you will do this.Song Qingshu deliberately looked heartbroken.
When Jiao Wan'er heard his old story, she felt a little nervous, but reason still prevailed: Master, you promised me that as long as I do things in Yangzhou well, you will no longer bother me.
Song Qingshu's fingertips gently slid across her white face, causing her eyelashes to tremble: But now the matter in Yangzhou is not over yet.
Jiao Wan'er thought that her wife had already matured, but now she was steamed by his masculine and hot breath, and her bones were almost slimming. However, the remaining reason in her mind made her still try to refuse: I can't do something I'm sorry for Senior Brother Luo...
Song Qingshu's lips raised slightly, knowing that her defense line had loosened: How could you be sorry for Senior Brother Luo? You should know that with his martial arts and abilities, there are countless people who have surpassed him in the entire Golden Snake Camp. In addition, he broke another hand. If it weren't for your relationship, how could I give him so many opportunities?
Looking at the whole world, it is the most important thing for men to achieve success and honor their ancestors. Not to mention Luo Liru, even if the ancestors of the Luo family know, it is too late to thank you. How could you feel that you are sorry for him?
I... Jiao Wan'er always feels that something is wrong in his words, but she can't remember it for a while and doesn't know how to refute it.
Song Qingshu struck while the hot, and said: And more importantly, all you do now is for your husband Ah. Is it because of your own desires?
Of course not!Jiao Wan'er blushed and retorted hurriedly.
That's all.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but secretly admire his wit. Things are the same, but after saying this, he successfully put the whole thing in a holy name. Looking back, it feels very different.
Jiao Wan'er's frown frowning indeed stretched a little: But this kind of thing...
Song Qingshu simply interrupted: There is not so much, but only you know and I know about this. I won’t tell your husband, and I guess you won’t be stupid enough to tell him.So in his heart, you are still that beautiful and gentle wife. In the eyes of outsiders, you are still a gentle and virtuous virtuous supporter. What are you afraid of?
Jiao Wan'er murmured: But there is no airtight wall in the world.
Why not? Don’t be deceived by those politically correct words? Song Qingshu comforted that our affairs will never be discovered unless...
Unless anything?Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly became hung up, waiting for his next sentence, but who knew that he deliberately stopped talking.
Song Qingshu smiled evilly, hugged her and leaned into his ear and said: Unless you were pregnant by me during your separation from him...
Jiao Wan'er's face suddenly turned red like rose petals. She couldn't help but feel coquettish. She raised her pink fist and started hitting the other party: How could I get pregnant with your flesh and blood?
Her pink fist was like itchy. Song Qingshu let her beat it and said strangely: Why is it impossible?
There is neither Durex nor Okamoto in this world, and Jiao Wan'er could not know that she had already refined essence and turned into qi. If she had not deliberately otherwise she would have never allowed a woman to conceive. Then why was she so sure?
Jiao Wan'er's face turned red: It's impossible, it's impossible, anyway, don't ask anymore.
She thought to herself that she had been married for many years, and she was not those ignorant little girls. She had her own way of contraception, but the reason was so embarrassed to tell him?
Song Qingshu kept asking questions, but Jiao Wan'er just blushed and shook her head. Looking at her shy appearance, she didn't keep her index fingers from moving. She lowered her head and kissed her moist red lips.
Jiao Wan'er's whole body stiffened and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push him, but halfway through his hand, for some reason, finally gently wrapped around his neck.
After a long time, Jiao Wan'er finally got a chance to breathe and quickly asked: Master, is it true that you will no longer...don't bother me anymore?
When Song Qingshu saw her begging gaze, he was very impressed in his heart: Of course.
Jiao Wan'er's eyes lit up suddenly, and she felt a little relaxed. She felt the oppression of the man on her body. She bit her lip and whispered: Wan'er believes that the boss is a hero with all his words. In return, Wan'er... Wan'er is willing to... serve the boss with all his heart and strength during this period.
After saying that, she blushed and began to take the initiative to untie the Roman skirt...
If it were in the Golden Snake Camp, Jiao Wan'er would never be so bold, but now the two are in a foreign country and have no acquaintances around her, and the moral shackles in her heart have finally loosened.
Although she had to surrender to the man in front of her in the past few times, she had to admit that although this man was terrible and hateful, he also had extraordinary charm. Especially after spending the spring breeze with him, she knew that she could never forget this man again.
Many times in the dead of night, she woke up from her dream, and was ashamed to find that her body was moist and could only hold the quilt blankly.
Now that the real person is around, I finally don’t have to endure that torture.
……
Afterwards, the two hugged each other and fell asleep until they were in a daze. Suddenly they were woken up by the knock on the door outside.
who?Jiao Wan'er suddenly stood up, regardless of the crystal white and tender body being exposed to the air.
Song Qingshu also woke up, patted her pink back gently, sat up and hugged her from behind, bit her ear and said: Don’t be so nervous, I’m by your side, even if the person who came to Hei and White Impermanence, I will call you back.
Hearing his words, Jiao Wan'er smiled sweetly, and at this moment she felt inexplicably at ease.
Wan'er, it's me!
Hearing the next words of the man outside, the two people in the room were stunned. The one who came was not Heibai Wuchang, but Luo Liru, the husband of Jiao Waner, who was far more difficult than Heibai Wuchang!
What to do, what to do?Jiao Wan'er suddenly panicked. If her husband saw the scene in the room, she could only feel calm if she committed suicide with her sword.
Song Qingshu also looked embarrassed. It seemed that he could not speak too much in the future, otherwise he would be slapped in the face in minutes.
Although Luo Liru has low martial arts skills, he can't even silence him. He is not Ximen Qing. At most, he just wants to secretly Jiao Wan'er, so how can he kill him?
Master, please let me go.Jiao Wan'er blushed and tried to push the man around her away.
Song Qingshu leaned into her ear with a salivating face and asked softly: Wan'er, have you missed me during this period?
Jiao Wan'er's pink face turned red, and she hurriedly said with a stern face: Master, please respect yourself!
Wan'er, it is said that a couple will be kind to one day for a hundred days. You will turn your back on others so soon. I will be so sad that you will do this.Song Qingshu deliberately looked heartbroken.
When Jiao Wan'er heard his old story, she felt a little nervous, but reason still prevailed: Master, you promised me that as long as I do things in Yangzhou well, you will no longer bother me.
Song Qingshu's fingertips gently slid across her white face, causing her eyelashes to tremble: But now the matter in Yangzhou is not over yet.
Jiao Wan'er thought that her wife had already matured, but now she was steamed by his masculine and hot breath, and her bones were almost slimming. However, the remaining reason in her mind made her still try to refuse: I can't do something I'm sorry for Senior Brother Luo...
Song Qingshu's lips raised slightly, knowing that her defense line had loosened: How could you be sorry for Senior Brother Luo? You should know that with his martial arts and abilities, there are countless people who have surpassed him in the entire Golden Snake Camp. In addition, he broke another hand. If it weren't for your relationship, how could I give him so many opportunities?
Looking at the whole world, it is the most important thing for men to achieve success and honor their ancestors. Not to mention Luo Liru, even if the ancestors of the Luo family know, it is too late to thank you. How could you feel that you are sorry for him?
I... Jiao Wan'er always feels that something is wrong in his words, but she can't remember it for a while and doesn't know how to refute it.
Song Qingshu struck while the hot, and said: And more importantly, all you do now is for your husband Ah. Is it because of your own desires?
Of course not!Jiao Wan'er blushed and retorted hurriedly.
That's all.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but secretly admire his wit. Things are the same, but after saying this, he successfully put the whole thing in a holy name. Looking back, it feels very different.
Jiao Wan'er's frown frowning indeed stretched a little: But this kind of thing...
Song Qingshu simply interrupted: There is not so much, but only you know and I know about this. I won’t tell your husband, and I guess you won’t be stupid enough to tell him.So in his heart, you are still that beautiful and gentle wife. In the eyes of outsiders, you are still a gentle and virtuous virtuous supporter. What are you afraid of?
Jiao Wan'er murmured: But there is no airtight wall in the world.
Why not? Don’t be deceived by those politically correct words? Song Qingshu comforted that our affairs will never be discovered unless...
Unless anything?Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly became hung up, waiting for his next sentence, but who knew that he deliberately stopped talking.
Song Qingshu smiled evilly, hugged her and leaned into his ear and said: Unless you were pregnant by me during your separation from him...
Jiao Wan'er's face suddenly turned red like rose petals. She couldn't help but feel coquettish. She raised her pink fist and started hitting the other party: How could I get pregnant with your flesh and blood?
Her pink fist was like itchy. Song Qingshu let her beat it and said strangely: Why is it impossible?
There is neither Durex nor Okamoto in this world, and Jiao Wan'er could not know that she had already refined essence and turned into qi. If she had not deliberately otherwise she would have never allowed a woman to conceive. Then why was she so sure?
Jiao Wan'er's face turned red: It's impossible, it's impossible, anyway, don't ask anymore.
She thought to herself that she had been married for many years, and she was not those ignorant little girls. She had her own way of contraception, but the reason was so embarrassed to tell him?
Song Qingshu kept asking questions, but Jiao Wan'er just blushed and shook her head. Looking at her shy appearance, she didn't keep her index fingers from moving. She lowered her head and kissed her moist red lips.
Jiao Wan'er's whole body stiffened and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push him, but halfway through his hand, for some reason, finally gently wrapped around his neck.
After a long time, Jiao Wan'er finally got a chance to breathe and quickly asked: Master, is it true that you will no longer...don't bother me anymore?
When Song Qingshu saw her begging gaze, he was very impressed in his heart: Of course.
Jiao Wan'er's eyes lit up suddenly, and she felt a little relaxed. She felt the oppression of the man on her body. She bit her lip and whispered: Wan'er believes that the boss is a hero with all his words. In return, Wan'er... Wan'er is willing to... serve the boss with all his heart and strength during this period.
After saying that, she blushed and began to take the initiative to untie the Roman skirt...
If it were in the Golden Snake Camp, Jiao Wan'er would never be so bold, but now the two are in a foreign country and have no acquaintances around her, and the moral shackles in her heart have finally loosened.
Although she had to surrender to the man in front of her in the past few times, she had to admit that although this man was terrible and hateful, he also had extraordinary charm. Especially after spending the spring breeze with him, she knew that she could never forget this man again.
Many times in the dead of night, she woke up from her dream, and was ashamed to find that her body was moist and could only hold the quilt blankly.
Now that the real person is around, I finally don’t have to endure that torture.
……
Afterwards, the two hugged each other and fell asleep until they were in a daze. Suddenly they were woken up by the knock on the door outside.
who?Jiao Wan'er suddenly stood up, regardless of the crystal white and tender body being exposed to the air.
Song Qingshu also woke up, patted her pink back gently, sat up and hugged her from behind, bit her ear and said: Don’t be so nervous, I’m by your side, even if the person who came to Hei and White Impermanence, I will call you back.
Hearing his words, Jiao Wan'er smiled sweetly, and at this moment she felt inexplicably at ease.
Wan'er, it's me!
Hearing the next words of the man outside, the two people in the room were stunned. The one who came was not Heibai Wuchang, but Luo Liru, the husband of Jiao Waner, who was far more difficult than Heibai Wuchang!
What to do, what to do?Jiao Wan'er suddenly panicked. If her husband saw the scene in the room, she could only feel calm if she committed suicide with her sword.
Song Qingshu also looked embarrassed. It seemed that he could not speak too much in the future, otherwise he would be slapped in the face in minutes.
Although Luo Liru has low martial arts skills, he can't even silence him. He is not Ximen Qing. At most, he just wants to secretly Jiao Wan'er, so how can he kill him?
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