Chapter 1041
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Cheng Yaojia was flustered and asked: "well... Do you prefer to have my hair in a bun or not?" As soon as the words came out, she would like to find a way to get in. In this way, they would come out of her mouth. It's incredible to change into normal times.
Song Qingshu was very happy and whispered in her ear: "you are more graceful and graceful when you are in a bun. You are more beautiful and lively when you are not in a bun. I like both of them."
Cheng Yaojia was very ashamed, and his face was very hot. He lowered his head and didn't say a word there.
Song Qingshu continued to ask, "has Master Lu Shaozhuang ever combed your hair at home?"
Cheng Yaojia pursed her mouth and shook her head. She thought to herself that it was so complicated for a man to comb his hair in a bun.
But song Qingshu's next sentence was unexpected: "if my wife doesn't dislike it, I'll comb it for her."
Cheng Yaojia was a little absent-minded and nodded blankly.
Song Qingshu smiles and curls her hair skillfully. Before long, a beautiful bun will be combed.
When the man behind her weaves her hair with his fingers, Cheng Yaojia only feels as if there is a current coming from her hair, which rippling all over her body, making her dizzy.
"Ma'am, come and see if I can make it?" Song Qingshu hugged her shoulders and pushed her to the bronze mirror.
Cheng Yaojia finally opened his eyes and looked at the pink faced woman in the bronze mirror. He thought how could he look so gorgeous now? After a long time, I thought of the other party's problem. I looked up and exclaimed, "how did you... How did you do it?"
She usually needs the help of a servant girl to do her hair well. It's easy for her to take a light car to Yangzhou, so it's impossible to take the servant girl on the road. Therefore, she is not so satisfied with the effect of doing her hair well. I didn't expect that the man behind her can do it better than herself.
Without him, hands are ripe!
After Song Qingshu came to this world, he had too many confidants. Moreover, he came from a previous life and didn't have as many taboos as those men in this world. Therefore, he loved to play some boudoir games with them to enhance his feelings, such as thrushing, hairdressing and so on
Of course, the specific reason is not to tell Cheng Yaojia the truth. Song Qingshu had to smile and say, "it's thanks to my husband's beautiful life. Otherwise, no matter how hard I weave the bun, it won't look good."
Cheng Yaojia felt dizzy when she heard that. Even if she had ever experienced such sweet words, her husband was cautious in his words and deeds, for fear that he would be rude to her. Even if they were in private, he would not have any more upright words and deeds. Although the couple were extremely affectionate in the eyes of outsiders, it was more appropriate for her to describe them as respectful to each other.
It's not bad to respect each other, but I always feel that something is missing.
The man behind her gave her a different feeling. Although she was rude and handsome, she was far away from her husband, but he could always make her heart beat faster and blush.
After all, Cheng Yaojia is not a little girl who doesn't know the world. He soon understands that the other party is full of sweet words. I'm afraid he has cheated the girls. Moreover, he has no idea how many women he has practiced in this bun.
Don't know why, she suddenly some sour, in the mind also subconsciously blurt out.
Song Qingshu was stunned and immediately said with a smile: "I just play with my wife at home on weekdays, which makes you laugh."
Cheng Yaojia blushed and said with embarrassment, "your wife is so happy." She was not surprised at all. After all, it would be strange for a man as powerful as him to have no wife at this age.
Moreover, hearing him mention his wife, Cheng Yaojia is a little relieved. What he did today is sorry for his husband, and what he did is also sorry for his wife. It seems that he has a common language with him.
"Isn't Madame happy?" Song Qingshu gave her a meaningful look.
Cheng Yaojia sighed, thinking that he felt very happy before, but everything changed after he came to Yangzhou, and if he was happy, he would not come to another man's room in the middle of the night.
Seeing her sad face, song Qingshu gave a little smile and went forward to pick her up by bending her leg: "madam, don't worry too much. Everything will be fine."
When she is picked up by a man other than her husband, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously screams, but immediately bites her lips, because she thinks that all this is her own choice, and the other party has just refused several times. She worries that her emotions will spoil his interest. If she can't persuade him to save Lu Lang tonight, it's too late to regret.
Seeing him holding himself closer and closer to the bed, Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating more and more fiercely. Is this moment coming after all?
She did not dare to open her eyes, so she had to bury her head in the chest of song Qingshu.
Feeling that the other party had already held her and sat on the bed, Cheng Yaojia's whole body was shaking violently, and he didn't know where to put his hands. However, thinking of persuading him to help himself save people tonight, if he had been in such a state, he would inevitably dislike him, so he had to bear the shame and summon up the courage to look at him.
Who knows that when you open your eyes, what appears in front of you is the other person looking at you with a smile. His eyes are as clear as water, without any lust.
Song Qingshu gently put her on the bed, pulled the brocade on her body, and said with a smile, "madam, you've been scared so much tonight. Let's have a good rest here."
"But..." Cheng Yaojia was in a hurry. When he just ignored his face and took the initiative to throw himself in his arms, he still couldn't interest him. In addition, he thought that he couldn't save his husband, so tears rolled in his eyes, and he was about to burst out.
Song Qingshu reached out and stroked her forehead: "don't worry, madam. I will help you save Master Lu Shao. In order to reassure my wife, I will tell you the truth... From the standpoint of the state of Jin, I really have no reason to save the mission of the Southern Song Dynasty. But my wife and I are friends. How can I turn a deaf ear to friends' requests? Of course, I can't completely abandon the interests of the state of Jin for you, so although I promise you to save Zunfu, I won't immediately save him. Instead, I need the envoys of the Southern Song Dynasty to be detained for a period of time first... Do you understand me when I say that? "
Hearing his sincere tone, Cheng Yaojia knew that he had not deceived himself. He was very moved and said chokingly, "thank you..."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "madam, you don't have to think about it. Go to sleep."
"Well." Cheng Yaojia looked at the man beside him again, and his fear faded away. His eyes were full of tenderness.
Song Qingshu touched his cheek: "why, do I have flowers on my face?"
Cheng Yaojia blushed and shook his head. Suddenly he thought of something: "I've occupied your bed. Where will you sleep later?"
Song Qingshu replied, "don't worry, madam. I have my own way."
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips, and suddenly summoned up the courage to say: "in fact... In fact, you can also go to bed."
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Cheng Yaojia was flustered and asked: "well... Do you prefer to have my hair in a bun or not?" As soon as the words came out, she would like to find a way to get in. In this way, they would come out of her mouth. It's incredible to change into normal times.
Song Qingshu was very happy and whispered in her ear: "you are more graceful and graceful when you are in a bun. You are more beautiful and lively when you are not in a bun. I like both of them."
Cheng Yaojia was very ashamed, and his face was very hot. He lowered his head and didn't say a word there.
Song Qingshu continued to ask, "has Master Lu Shaozhuang ever combed your hair at home?"
Cheng Yaojia pursed her mouth and shook her head. She thought to herself that it was so complicated for a man to comb his hair in a bun.
But song Qingshu's next sentence was unexpected: "if my wife doesn't dislike it, I'll comb it for her."
Cheng Yaojia was a little absent-minded and nodded blankly.
Song Qingshu smiles and curls her hair skillfully. Before long, a beautiful bun will be combed.
When the man behind her weaves her hair with his fingers, Cheng Yaojia only feels as if there is a current coming from her hair, which rippling all over her body, making her dizzy.
"Ma'am, come and see if I can make it?" Song Qingshu hugged her shoulders and pushed her to the bronze mirror.
Cheng Yaojia finally opened his eyes and looked at the pink faced woman in the bronze mirror. He thought how could he look so gorgeous now? After a long time, I thought of the other party's problem. I looked up and exclaimed, "how did you... How did you do it?"
She usually needs the help of a servant girl to do her hair well. It's easy for her to take a light car to Yangzhou, so it's impossible to take the servant girl on the road. Therefore, she is not so satisfied with the effect of doing her hair well. I didn't expect that the man behind her can do it better than herself.
Without him, hands are ripe!
After Song Qingshu came to this world, he had too many confidants. Moreover, he came from a previous life and didn't have as many taboos as those men in this world. Therefore, he loved to play some boudoir games with them to enhance his feelings, such as thrushing, hairdressing and so on
Of course, the specific reason is not to tell Cheng Yaojia the truth. Song Qingshu had to smile and say, "it's thanks to my husband's beautiful life. Otherwise, no matter how hard I weave the bun, it won't look good."
Cheng Yaojia felt dizzy when she heard that. Even if she had ever experienced such sweet words, her husband was cautious in his words and deeds, for fear that he would be rude to her. Even if they were in private, he would not have any more upright words and deeds. Although the couple were extremely affectionate in the eyes of outsiders, it was more appropriate for her to describe them as respectful to each other.
It's not bad to respect each other, but I always feel that something is missing.
The man behind her gave her a different feeling. Although she was rude and handsome, she was far away from her husband, but he could always make her heart beat faster and blush.
After all, Cheng Yaojia is not a little girl who doesn't know the world. He soon understands that the other party is full of sweet words. I'm afraid he has cheated the girls. Moreover, he has no idea how many women he has practiced in this bun.
Don't know why, she suddenly some sour, in the mind also subconsciously blurt out.
Song Qingshu was stunned and immediately said with a smile: "I just play with my wife at home on weekdays, which makes you laugh."
Cheng Yaojia blushed and said with embarrassment, "your wife is so happy." She was not surprised at all. After all, it would be strange for a man as powerful as him to have no wife at this age.
Moreover, hearing him mention his wife, Cheng Yaojia is a little relieved. What he did today is sorry for his husband, and what he did is also sorry for his wife. It seems that he has a common language with him.
"Isn't Madame happy?" Song Qingshu gave her a meaningful look.
Cheng Yaojia sighed, thinking that he felt very happy before, but everything changed after he came to Yangzhou, and if he was happy, he would not come to another man's room in the middle of the night.
Seeing her sad face, song Qingshu gave a little smile and went forward to pick her up by bending her leg: "madam, don't worry too much. Everything will be fine."
When she is picked up by a man other than her husband, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously screams, but immediately bites her lips, because she thinks that all this is her own choice, and the other party has just refused several times. She worries that her emotions will spoil his interest. If she can't persuade him to save Lu Lang tonight, it's too late to regret.
Seeing him holding himself closer and closer to the bed, Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating more and more fiercely. Is this moment coming after all?
She did not dare to open her eyes, so she had to bury her head in the chest of song Qingshu.
Feeling that the other party had already held her and sat on the bed, Cheng Yaojia's whole body was shaking violently, and he didn't know where to put his hands. However, thinking of persuading him to help himself save people tonight, if he had been in such a state, he would inevitably dislike him, so he had to bear the shame and summon up the courage to look at him.
Who knows that when you open your eyes, what appears in front of you is the other person looking at you with a smile. His eyes are as clear as water, without any lust.
Song Qingshu gently put her on the bed, pulled the brocade on her body, and said with a smile, "madam, you've been scared so much tonight. Let's have a good rest here."
"But..." Cheng Yaojia was in a hurry. When he just ignored his face and took the initiative to throw himself in his arms, he still couldn't interest him. In addition, he thought that he couldn't save his husband, so tears rolled in his eyes, and he was about to burst out.
Song Qingshu reached out and stroked her forehead: "don't worry, madam. I will help you save Master Lu Shao. In order to reassure my wife, I will tell you the truth... From the standpoint of the state of Jin, I really have no reason to save the mission of the Southern Song Dynasty. But my wife and I are friends. How can I turn a deaf ear to friends' requests? Of course, I can't completely abandon the interests of the state of Jin for you, so although I promise you to save Zunfu, I won't immediately save him. Instead, I need the envoys of the Southern Song Dynasty to be detained for a period of time first... Do you understand me when I say that? "
Hearing his sincere tone, Cheng Yaojia knew that he had not deceived himself. He was very moved and said chokingly, "thank you..."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "madam, you don't have to think about it. Go to sleep."
"Well." Cheng Yaojia looked at the man beside him again, and his fear faded away. His eyes were full of tenderness.
Song Qingshu touched his cheek: "why, do I have flowers on my face?"
Cheng Yaojia blushed and shook his head. Suddenly he thought of something: "I've occupied your bed. Where will you sleep later?"
Song Qingshu replied, "don't worry, madam. I have my own way."
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips, and suddenly summoned up the courage to say: "in fact... In fact, you can also go to bed."
Cheng Yaojia was flustered and asked: "well... Do you prefer to have my hair in a bun or not?" As soon as the words came out, she would like to find a way to get in. In this way, they would come out of her mouth. It's incredible to change into normal times.Song Qingshu was very happy and whispered in her ear: "you are more graceful and graceful when you are in a bun. You are more beautiful and lively when you are not in a bun. I like both of them."Cheng Yaojia was very ashamed, and his face was very hot. He lowered his head and didn't say a word there.Song Qingshu continued to ask, "has Master Lu Shaozhuang ever combed your hair at home?"Cheng Yaojia pursed her mouth and shook her head. She thought to herself that it was so complicated for a man to comb his hair in a bun.But song Qingshu's next sentence was unexpected: "if my wife doesn't dislike it, I'll comb it for her."Cheng Yaojia was a little absent-minded and nodded blankly.Song Qingshu smiles and curls her hair skillfully. Before long, a beautiful bun will be combed.When the man behind her weaves her hair with his fingers, Cheng Yaojia only feels as if there is a current coming from her hair, which rippling all over her body, making her dizzy."Ma'am, come and see if I can make it?" Song Qingshu hugged her shoulders and pushed her to the bronze mirror.Cheng Yaojia finally opened his eyes and looked at the pink faced woman in the bronze mirror. He thought how could he look so gorgeous now? After a long time, I thought of the other party's problem. I looked up and exclaimed, "how did you... How did you do it?"She usually needs the help of a servant girl to do her hair well. It's easy for her to take a light car to Yangzhou, so it's impossible to take the servant girl on the road. Therefore, she is not so satisfied with the effect of doing her hair well. I didn't expect that the man behind her can do it better than herself.Without him, hands are ripe!After Song Qingshu came to this world, he had too many confidants. Moreover, he came from a previous life and didn't have as many taboos as those men in this world. Therefore, he loved to play some boudoir games with them to enhance his feelings, such as thrushing, hairdressing and so onOf course, the specific reason is not to tell Cheng Yaojia the truth. Song Qingshu had to smile and say, "it's thanks to my husband's beautiful life. Otherwise, no matter how hard I weave the bun, it won't look good."Cheng Yaojia felt dizzy when she heard that. Even if she had ever experienced such sweet words, her husband was cautious in his words and deeds, for fear that he would be rude to her. Even if they were in private, he would not have any more upright words and deeds. Although the couple were extremely affectionate in the eyes of outsiders, it was more appropriate for her to describe them as respectful to each other.It's not bad to respect each other, but I always feel that something is missing.The man behind her gave her a different feeling. Although she was rude and handsome, she was far away from her husband, but he could always make her heart beat faster and blush.After all, Cheng Yaojia is not a little girl who doesn't know the world. He soon understands that the other party is full of sweet words. I'm afraid he has cheated the girls. Moreover, he has no idea how many women he has practiced in this bun.Don't know why, she suddenly some sour, in the mind also subconsciously blurt out.Song Qingshu was stunned and immediately said with a smile: "I just play with my wife at home on weekdays, which makes you laugh."Cheng Yaojia blushed and said with embarrassment, "your wife is so happy." She was not surprised at all. After all, it would be strange for a man as powerful as him to have no wife at this age.Moreover, hearing him mention his wife, Cheng Yaojia is a little relieved. What he did today is sorry for his husband, and what he did is also sorry for his wife. It seems that he has a common language with him."Isn't Madame happy?" Song Qingshu gave her a meaningful look.Cheng Yaojia sighed, thinking that he felt very happy before, but everything changed after he came to Yangzhou, and if he was happy, he would not come to another man's room in the middle of the night.Seeing her sad face, song Qingshu gave a little smile and went forward to pick her up by bending her leg: "madam, don't worry too much. Everything will be fine."When she is picked up by a man other than her husband, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously screams, but immediately bites her lips, because she thinks that all this is her own choice, and the other party has just refused several times. She worries that her emotions will spoil his interest. If she can't persuade him to save Lu Lang tonight, it's too late to regret.Seeing him holding himself closer and closer to the bed, Cheng Yaojia's heart was beating more and more fiercely. Is this moment coming after all?She did not dare to open her eyes, so she had to bury her head in the chest of song Qingshu.Feeling that the other party had already held her and sat on the bed, Cheng Yaojia's whole body was shaking violently, and he didn't know where to put his hands. However, thinking of persuading him to help himself save people tonight, if he had been in such a state, he would inevitably dislike him, so he had to bear the shame and summon up the courage to look at him.Who knows that when you open your eyes, what appears in front of you is the other person looking at you with a smile. His eyes are as clear as water, without any lust.Song Qingshu gently put her on the bed, pulled the brocade on her body, and said with a smile, "madam, you've been scared so much tonight. Let's have a good rest here.""But..." Cheng Yaojia was in a hurry. When he just ignored his face and took the initiative to throw himself in his arms, he still couldn't interest him. In addition, he thought that he couldn't save his husband, so tears rolled in his eyes, and he was about to burst out.Song Qingshu reached out and stroked her forehead: "don't worry, madam. I will help you save Master Lu Shao. In order to reassure my wife, I will tell you the truth... From the standpoint of the state of Jin, I really have no reason to save the mission of the Southern Song Dynasty. But my wife and I are friends. How can I turn a deaf ear to friends' requests? Of course, I can't completely abandon the interests of the state of Jin for you, so although I promise you to save Zunfu, I won't immediately save him. Instead, I need the envoys of the Southern Song Dynasty to be detained for a period of time first... Do you understand me when I say that? "Hearing his sincere tone, Cheng Yaojia knew that he had not deceived himself. He was very moved and said chokingly, "thank you..."Song Qingshu shook his head: "madam, you don't have to think about it. Go to sleep.""Well." Cheng Yaojia looked at the man beside him again, and his fear faded away. His eyes were full of tenderness.Song Qingshu touched his cheek: "why, do I have flowers on my face?"Cheng Yaojia blushed and shook his head. Suddenly he thought of something: "I've occupied your bed. Where will you sleep later?"Song Qingshu replied, "don't worry, madam. I have my own way."Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips, and suddenly summoned up the courage to say: "in fact... In fact, you can also go to bed."
