Chapter 1053
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"Nothing?" Song Qingshu said with a noncommittal smile, "we all understand each other. Why should my wife deceive herself?"
Cheng Yaojia is also repentant. He thinks why he's so obsessed that he runs to eavesdrop on him. As a result, he hears such a big secret, and now he's on fire.
"I won't say it to anyone else." Cheng Yaojia quickly promised.
Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked to her: "I have no doubt that my wife is sincere in saying this at this time, but people will always change, and I will not be watching at that time. Who knows if you will choose to reveal my secret for other reasons."
Cheng Yaojia stepped back two steps and said in a panic, "no, you have been very kind to me these days. I can't thank you enough. How can I do something sorry for you?"
Looking at her delicate face, song Qingshu asked faintly: "if your husband let you say it?"
"I... I don't know how to say it." Cheng Yaojia hesitated at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.
Song Qingshu held out her hand and lifted a wisp of hair in her ear: "I can feel the sincerity of my wife at the moment, but I am a rational person and will not give the future to a promise."
Cheng Yaojia's face turned white and his body trembled. "I see what you mean. I just want you to remember your promise and help me save Lulang." Then he closed his eyes quietly.
Looking at her delicate eyelashes, song Qingshu said with a smile, "what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to kill me? Do it." Cheng Yaojia replied, but her chest showed that her heart was not so calm.
Song Qingshu could not help but smile: "who said I would kill you?"
"Ah?" Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "you... Don't you kill me?"
Song Qingshu gently hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin and said with admiration: "madam, such a beautiful woman, which man is willing to hurt you."
However, he soon changed the subject: "of course, if he didn't get along with his wife before, even if he couldn't give up in his heart, I'm afraid he would have to work hard."
Although Cheng Yaojia was shy, she was also a smart woman. Hearing this, she knew that the other party didn't want to kill her. She couldn't help biting her lip: "thank you."
"Don't hurry to thank you, madam. Although I won't kill you, in order to ensure that the secret won't be disclosed, I can only ask you to be wronged and stay with me before I think of a perfect solution." At this time, song Qingshu had to sigh that why he didn't like to kill people so much. For example, the protagonists in the fantasy novels of previous lives who were determined to kill people could solve this kind of problem in the blink of an eye, but he still had such a headache.
After thinking about it, song Qingshu can only be attributed to the fact that he was just an ordinary person in his previous life. He knew the psychology of ordinary people and didn't want to be wiped out like a mole ant by nobles, privileged figures or some strong people; He came to this world for various reasons, but he didn't want to lose his heart and kill other ordinary people at will.
Because of song Qingshu's absence, Cheng Yaojia had a chance to look at the new face of the man in front of him. He was very handsome, and he had a calm temperament.
She looks at it, and her face turns red unconsciously: it's much more beautiful than the beard before
Song Qingshu finally recovered and noticed that the other party was staring at him. He couldn't help smiling and stretched out his hand: "let's get to know each other again. I'm song Qingshu."
Looking at his hand in front of him, Cheng Yaojia blushed: "you... What are you doing?"
Song Qingshu realized that today is no longer the world of the previous life, and shaking hands with women is to be regarded as indecent. However, he was so kind-hearted that he would not care about the red tape. He still said: "this is the handshake ceremony in our hometown. When they first met, they would extend their hands to each other to show friendship." Perfect interpretation of what is called serious nonsense.
Cheng Yaojia thought that there would be such a ridiculous custom in any place, but she subconsciously reached out and held hands with him: "Hello, i... I'm Cheng Yaojia."
Hearing that she didn't mention her identity as the young lady of guiyunzhuang, song Qingshu couldn't help but move in her heart.
They touch each other's skin and feel the heat of each other's palm. Cheng Yaojia's face is even more red. He tries to pull his hand back several times, but finds that he doesn't move.
Suddenly, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, "are you the king of the Golden Snake song Qingshu?"
Song Qingshu picked his eyebrows: "have you heard of me, madam?"
"Not only have you heard of it," Cheng Yaojia looked at him with a complicated look, and then suddenly stopped, "do you want to hold the handshake ceremony in your hometown for such a long time?"
"That's not true. It's just that my wife's hand is too slippery for me to let go." Song Qing said in writing, but he let go after all.
Hearing him say such shameless words, Cheng Yaojia suddenly has a familiar feeling. Then he feels that the man in front of him is the one who has been protecting her, comforting her and teasing her from time to time.
"It's well known that you assassinated Kangxi before, and then defeated 100000 troops of the Qing Dynasty. I don't know how many Han people applauded you. Not long ago, you rescued dozens of princesses of the Song Dynasty. Now the whole Song Dynasty regards you as a hero of the Han people." Cheng Yaojia thinks that this name is often mentioned by his family elders, and even his husband often praises him. If he knew that he was with the hero he admired, he didn't know whether he would envy him.
Cheng Yaojia's face suddenly turns red. He thinks that he and song Qingshu are sleeping in the same bed. It's strange that Lu Lang is not angry. How can he envy him.
"What about Madame? What does Madame think of me?" Song Qingshu sat near the bed and asked meaningfully.
"I..." Cheng Yaojia's lips slightly opened. He didn't dare to say what he said in his heart directly. After thinking for a long time, he had to use a relatively euphemistic way to describe it, "you are a very capable hero in my heart, just a little... A little rogue."
Song Qingshu laughs: "madam, this is too light. I'm afraid that in your heart, I'm more than a rogue. I'm afraid I'm more like lust, demons and thieves."
Who knows Cheng Yaojia shakes his head slightly: "no, although sometimes you are... Some rogue, you are a gentleman in your heart." Thinking of these days, although the other party teased herself from time to time, he didn't do anything to her after all. Even he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms last night, he also abided by the etiquette, at most... At most, he made some friends when he got up in the morning.
"Is it?" When song Qingshu reached for a move, Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms, hugged her waist and pressed her on his leg, "but what if I don't want to be a gentleman?"
He felt the masculinity of his body from a close distance. Cheng Yaojia was also a heartthrob. He didn't dare to face his eyes. He subconsciously turned his head to one side, and his voice was not audible: "only the childe remembers what he promised me, others... Whatever."
Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, song Qingshu slipped his throat and put his head together.
Seeing that he was getting closer to himself, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and his eyelashes began to shake.
"My wife's heart beats so fast. What are you afraid of?" Their lips were only about an inch away, and song Qingshu suddenly stopped.
Cheng Yaojia bit his lip: "you know... You know what I'm afraid of."
"I don't know." Song Qingshu has a smile on his lips. Let me feel what his wife's heart is afraid of.
Cheng Yaojia's eyes flashed a little dazed, thinking how to feel this, but at the moment the other party's hand reached into her skirt, she understood instantly.
"This rascal ~" Cheng Yaojia was slightly stiff, but he didn't dodge.
Looking at the cherry mouth in front of him, song Qingshu couldn't help but kiss it directly.
Cheng Yaojia gave a cry, and the whole person collapsed in his arms.
At the beginning, she was in a very complicated mood. She thought that she was sorry for her husband, and comforted herself that she was doing this to save him. Soon after she was kissed by song Qingshu, she became emotional and couldn't help closing her eyes. Her body became softer and her skin became hotter.
Feeling the beauty in his arms as if all her bones were melting, song Qingshu put her on the bed, and then pressed her on.
"Marshal, marshal!" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Song Qingshu sat up with a gloomy face and asked in a poor tone, "what's the matter?"
Cheng Yaojia also wakes up from his lust. He turns around in shame and starts to button his clothes in a hurry.
Hearing the tone in the room, the bodyguard outside felt a thump in his heart. He knew that he might have done something bad for the boss. But now, he had to harden his head and say, "the boy who was arrested is yelling in the cell, asking to see you."
"If he wants to see Ben Shuai, he will? Can't you handle such trifles by yourself? " If it wasn't for song Qingshu's kindness, he would have dragged this man out for dozens of killing sticks.
"But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun, and that the marshal would go to see him when he heard the name." The bodyguard scolded in his heart. After he went back, he had to clean up the boy well to get rid of his hatred.
"Zhang Jun!" Song Qingshu suddenly got up, "is that really what he said?"
"Yes
"Well, you go down first. I'll see him right away." Zhang Jun is now the right Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, who is also known as the right prime minister. His official position is still above Han Yuzhou's political affairs. He and the left prime minister are the nominal central leaders of the Southern Song Dynasty.
---
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Helen of Troy, pss., has responded to readers' response. Fann Wong, who had been missing from the official account today, missed out on the next opportunity.
There is also a response from readers. After watching the second issue of nutrition express, the monk was deeply gratified to find that the movie was unexpectedly good-looking. Amitabha, what a wonderful movie~
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"Nothing?" Song Qingshu said with a noncommittal smile, "we all understand each other. Why should my wife deceive herself?"
Cheng Yaojia is also repentant. He thinks why he's so obsessed that he runs to eavesdrop on him. As a result, he hears such a big secret, and now he's on fire.
"I won't say it to anyone else." Cheng Yaojia quickly promised.
Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked to her: "I have no doubt that my wife is sincere in saying this at this time, but people will always change, and I will not be watching at that time. Who knows if you will choose to reveal my secret for other reasons."
Cheng Yaojia stepped back two steps and said in a panic, "no, you have been very kind to me these days. I can't thank you enough. How can I do something sorry for you?"
Looking at her delicate face, song Qingshu asked faintly: "if your husband let you say it?"
"I... I don't know how to say it." Cheng Yaojia hesitated at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.
Song Qingshu held out her hand and lifted a wisp of hair in her ear: "I can feel the sincerity of my wife at the moment, but I am a rational person and will not give the future to a promise."
Cheng Yaojia's face turned white and his body trembled. "I see what you mean. I just want you to remember your promise and help me save Lulang." Then he closed his eyes quietly.
Looking at her delicate eyelashes, song Qingshu said with a smile, "what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to kill me? Do it." Cheng Yaojia replied, but her chest showed that her heart was not so calm.
Song Qingshu could not help but smile: "who said I would kill you?"
"Ah?" Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "you... Don't you kill me?"
Song Qingshu gently hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin and said with admiration: "madam, such a beautiful woman, which man is willing to hurt you."
However, he soon changed the subject: "of course, if he didn't get along with his wife before, even if he couldn't give up in his heart, I'm afraid he would have to work hard."
Although Cheng Yaojia was shy, she was also a smart woman. Hearing this, she knew that the other party didn't want to kill her. She couldn't help biting her lip: "thank you."
"Don't hurry to thank you, madam. Although I won't kill you, in order to ensure that the secret won't be disclosed, I can only ask you to be wronged and stay with me before I think of a perfect solution." At this time, song Qingshu had to sigh that why he didn't like to kill people so much. For example, the protagonists in the fantasy novels of previous lives who were determined to kill people could solve this kind of problem in the blink of an eye, but he still had such a headache.
After thinking about it, song Qingshu can only be attributed to the fact that he was just an ordinary person in his previous life. He knew the psychology of ordinary people and didn't want to be wiped out like a mole ant by nobles, privileged figures or some strong people; He came to this world for various reasons, but he didn't want to lose his heart and kill other ordinary people at will.
Because of song Qingshu's absence, Cheng Yaojia had a chance to look at the new face of the man in front of him. He was very handsome, and he had a calm temperament.
She looks at it, and her face turns red unconsciously: it's much more beautiful than the beard before
Song Qingshu finally recovered and noticed that the other party was staring at him. He couldn't help smiling and stretched out his hand: "let's get to know each other again. I'm song Qingshu."
Looking at his hand in front of him, Cheng Yaojia blushed: "you... What are you doing?"
Song Qingshu realized that today is no longer the world of the previous life, and shaking hands with women is to be regarded as indecent. However, he was so kind-hearted that he would not care about the red tape. He still said: "this is the handshake ceremony in our hometown. When they first met, they would extend their hands to each other to show friendship." Perfect interpretation of what is called serious nonsense.
Cheng Yaojia thought that there would be such a ridiculous custom in any place, but she subconsciously reached out and held hands with him: "Hello, i... I'm Cheng Yaojia."
Hearing that she didn't mention her identity as the young lady of guiyunzhuang, song Qingshu couldn't help but move in her heart.
They touch each other's skin and feel the heat of each other's palm. Cheng Yaojia's face is even more red. He tries to pull his hand back several times, but finds that he doesn't move.
Suddenly, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, "are you the king of the Golden Snake song Qingshu?"
Song Qingshu picked his eyebrows: "have you heard of me, madam?"
"Not only have you heard of it," Cheng Yaojia looked at him with a complicated look, and then suddenly stopped, "do you want to hold the handshake ceremony in your hometown for such a long time?"
"That's not true. It's just that my wife's hand is too slippery for me to let go." Song Qing said in writing, but he let go after all.
Hearing him say such shameless words, Cheng Yaojia suddenly has a familiar feeling. Then he feels that the man in front of him is the one who has been protecting her, comforting her and teasing her from time to time.
"It's well known that you assassinated Kangxi before, and then defeated 100000 troops of the Qing Dynasty. I don't know how many Han people applauded you. Not long ago, you rescued dozens of princesses of the Song Dynasty. Now the whole Song Dynasty regards you as a hero of the Han people." Cheng Yaojia thinks that this name is often mentioned by his family elders, and even his husband often praises him. If he knew that he was with the hero he admired, he didn't know whether he would envy him.
Cheng Yaojia's face suddenly turns red. He thinks that he and song Qingshu are sleeping in the same bed. It's strange that Lu Lang is not angry. How can he envy him.
"What about Madame? What does Madame think of me?" Song Qingshu sat near the bed and asked meaningfully.
"I..." Cheng Yaojia's lips slightly opened. He didn't dare to say what he said in his heart directly. After thinking for a long time, he had to use a relatively euphemistic way to describe it, "you are a very capable hero in my heart, just a little... A little rogue."
Song Qingshu laughs: "madam, this is too light. I'm afraid that in your heart, I'm more than a rogue. I'm afraid I'm more like lust, demons and thieves."
Who knows Cheng Yaojia shakes his head slightly: "no, although sometimes you are... Some rogue, you are a gentleman in your heart." Thinking of these days, although the other party teased herself from time to time, he didn't do anything to her after all. Even he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms last night, he also abided by the etiquette, at most... At most, he made some friends when he got up in the morning.
"Is it?" When song Qingshu reached for a move, Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms, hugged her waist and pressed her on his leg, "but what if I don't want to be a gentleman?"
He felt the masculinity of his body from a close distance. Cheng Yaojia was also a heartthrob. He didn't dare to face his eyes. He subconsciously turned his head to one side, and his voice was not audible: "only the childe remembers what he promised me, others... Whatever."
Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, song Qingshu slipped his throat and put his head together.
Seeing that he was getting closer to himself, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and his eyelashes began to shake.
"My wife's heart beats so fast. What are you afraid of?" Their lips were only about an inch away, and song Qingshu suddenly stopped.
Cheng Yaojia bit his lip: "you know... You know what I'm afraid of."
"I don't know." Song Qingshu has a smile on his lips. Let me feel what his wife's heart is afraid of.
Cheng Yaojia's eyes flashed a little dazed, thinking how to feel this, but at the moment the other party's hand reached into her skirt, she understood instantly.
"This rascal ~" Cheng Yaojia was slightly stiff, but he didn't dodge.
Looking at the cherry mouth in front of him, song Qingshu couldn't help but kiss it directly.
Cheng Yaojia gave a cry, and the whole person collapsed in his arms.
At the beginning, she was in a very complicated mood. She thought that she was sorry for her husband, and comforted herself that she was doing this to save him. Soon after she was kissed by song Qingshu, she became emotional and couldn't help closing her eyes. Her body became softer and her skin became hotter.
Feeling the beauty in his arms as if all her bones were melting, song Qingshu put her on the bed, and then pressed her on.
"Marshal, marshal!" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Song Qingshu sat up with a gloomy face and asked in a poor tone, "what's the matter?"
Cheng Yaojia also wakes up from his lust. He turns around in shame and starts to button his clothes in a hurry.
Hearing the tone in the room, the bodyguard outside felt a thump in his heart. He knew that he might have done something bad for the boss. But now, he had to harden his head and say, "the boy who was arrested is yelling in the cell, asking to see you."
"If he wants to see Ben Shuai, he will? Can't you handle such trifles by yourself? " If it wasn't for song Qingshu's kindness, he would have dragged this man out for dozens of killing sticks.
"But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun, and that the marshal would go to see him when he heard the name." The bodyguard scolded in his heart. After he went back, he had to clean up the boy well to get rid of his hatred.
"Zhang Jun!" Song Qingshu suddenly got up, "is that really what he said?"
"Yes
"Well, you go down first. I'll see him right away." Zhang Jun is now the right Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, who is also known as the right prime minister. His official position is still above Han Yuzhou's political affairs. He and the left prime minister are the nominal central leaders of the Southern Song Dynasty.
---
PS. thanks for the early dawn, Su Xinran and many other friends' praise. Now the monthly ticket list has reached 19, which is too unexpected.
Helen of Troy, pss., has responded to readers' response. Fann Wong, who had been missing from the official account today, missed out on the next opportunity.
There is also a response from readers. After watching the second issue of nutrition express, the monk was deeply gratified to find that the movie was unexpectedly good-looking. Amitabha, what a wonderful movie~
"Nothing?" Song Qingshu said with a noncommittal smile, "we all understand each other. Why should my wife deceive herself?"Cheng Yaojia is also repentant. He thinks why he's so obsessed that he runs to eavesdrop on him. As a result, he hears such a big secret, and now he's on fire."I won't say it to anyone else." Cheng Yaojia quickly promised.Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked to her: "I have no doubt that my wife is sincere in saying this at this time, but people will always change, and I will not be watching at that time. Who knows if you will choose to reveal my secret for other reasons."Cheng Yaojia stepped back two steps and said in a panic, "no, you have been very kind to me these days. I can't thank you enough. How can I do something sorry for you?"Looking at her delicate face, song Qingshu asked faintly: "if your husband let you say it?""I... I don't know how to say it." Cheng Yaojia hesitated at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.Song Qingshu held out her hand and lifted a wisp of hair in her ear: "I can feel the sincerity of my wife at the moment, but I am a rational person and will not give the future to a promise."Cheng Yaojia's face turned white and his body trembled. "I see what you mean. I just want you to remember your promise and help me save Lulang." Then he closed his eyes quietly.Looking at her delicate eyelashes, song Qingshu said with a smile, "what are you doing?""Don't you want to kill me? Do it." Cheng Yaojia replied, but her chest showed that her heart was not so calm.Song Qingshu could not help but smile: "who said I would kill you?""Ah?" Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "you... Don't you kill me?"Song Qingshu gently hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin and said with admiration: "madam, such a beautiful woman, which man is willing to hurt you."However, he soon changed the subject: "of course, if he didn't get along with his wife before, even if he couldn't give up in his heart, I'm afraid he would have to work hard."Although Cheng Yaojia was shy, she was also a smart woman. Hearing this, she knew that the other party didn't want to kill her. She couldn't help biting her lip: "thank you.""Don't hurry to thank you, madam. Although I won't kill you, in order to ensure that the secret won't be disclosed, I can only ask you to be wronged and stay with me before I think of a perfect solution." At this time, song Qingshu had to sigh that why he didn't like to kill people so much. For example, the protagonists in the fantasy novels of previous lives who were determined to kill people could solve this kind of problem in the blink of an eye, but he still had such a headache.After thinking about it, song Qingshu can only be attributed to the fact that he was just an ordinary person in his previous life. He knew the psychology of ordinary people and didn't want to be wiped out like a mole ant by nobles, privileged figures or some strong people; He came to this world for various reasons, but he didn't want to lose his heart and kill other ordinary people at will.Because of song Qingshu's absence, Cheng Yaojia had a chance to look at the new face of the man in front of him. He was very handsome, and he had a calm temperament.She looks at it, and her face turns red unconsciously: it's much more beautiful than the beard beforeSong Qingshu finally recovered and noticed that the other party was staring at him. He couldn't help smiling and stretched out his hand: "let's get to know each other again. I'm song Qingshu."Looking at his hand in front of him, Cheng Yaojia blushed: "you... What are you doing?"Song Qingshu realized that today is no longer the world of the previous life, and shaking hands with women is to be regarded as indecent. However, he was so kind-hearted that he would not care about the red tape. He still said: "this is the handshake ceremony in our hometown. When they first met, they would extend their hands to each other to show friendship." Perfect interpretation of what is called serious nonsense.Cheng Yaojia thought that there would be such a ridiculous custom in any place, but she subconsciously reached out and held hands with him: "Hello, i... I'm Cheng Yaojia."Hearing that she didn't mention her identity as the young lady of guiyunzhuang, song Qingshu couldn't help but move in her heart.They touch each other's skin and feel the heat of each other's palm. Cheng Yaojia's face is even more red. He tries to pull his hand back several times, but finds that he doesn't move.Suddenly, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, "are you the king of the Golden Snake song Qingshu?"Song Qingshu picked his eyebrows: "have you heard of me, madam?""Not only have you heard of it," Cheng Yaojia looked at him with a complicated look, and then suddenly stopped, "do you want to hold the handshake ceremony in your hometown for such a long time?""That's not true. It's just that my wife's hand is too slippery for me to let go." Song Qing said in writing, but he let go after all.Hearing him say such shameless words, Cheng Yaojia suddenly has a familiar feeling. Then he feels that the man in front of him is the one who has been protecting her, comforting her and teasing her from time to time."It's well known that you assassinated Kangxi before, and then defeated 100000 troops of the Qing Dynasty. I don't know how many Han people applauded you. Not long ago, you rescued dozens of princesses of the Song Dynasty. Now the whole Song Dynasty regards you as a hero of the Han people." Cheng Yaojia thinks that this name is often mentioned by his family elders, and even his husband often praises him. If he knew that he was with the hero he admired, he didn't know whether he would envy him.Cheng Yaojia's face suddenly turns red. He thinks that he and song Qingshu are sleeping in the same bed. It's strange that Lu Lang is not angry. How can he envy him."What about Madame? What does Madame think of me?" Song Qingshu sat near the bed and asked meaningfully."I..." Cheng Yaojia's lips slightly opened. He didn't dare to say what he said in his heart directly. After thinking for a long time, he had to use a relatively euphemistic way to describe it, "you are a very capable hero in my heart, just a little... A little rogue."Song Qingshu laughs: "madam, this is too light. I'm afraid that in your heart, I'm more than a rogue. I'm afraid I'm more like lust, demons and thieves."Who knows Cheng Yaojia shakes his head slightly: "no, although sometimes you are... Some rogue, you are a gentleman in your heart." Thinking of these days, although the other party teased herself from time to time, he didn't do anything to her after all. Even he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms last night, he also abided by the etiquette, at most... At most, he made some friends when he got up in the morning."Is it?" When song Qingshu reached for a move, Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms, hugged her waist and pressed her on his leg, "but what if I don't want to be a gentleman?"He felt the masculinity of his body from a close distance. Cheng Yaojia was also a heartthrob. He didn't dare to face his eyes. He subconsciously turned his head to one side, and his voice was not audible: "only the childe remembers what he promised me, others... Whatever."Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, song Qingshu slipped his throat and put his head together.Seeing that he was getting closer to himself, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and his eyelashes began to shake."My wife's heart beats so fast. What are you afraid of?" Their lips were only about an inch away, and song Qingshu suddenly stopped.Cheng Yaojia bit his lip: "you know... You know what I'm afraid of.""I don't know." Song Qingshu has a smile on his lips. Let me feel what his wife's heart is afraid of.Cheng Yaojia's eyes flashed a little dazed, thinking how to feel this, but at the moment the other party's hand reached into her skirt, she understood instantly."This rascal ~" Cheng Yaojia was slightly stiff, but he didn't dodge.Looking at the cherry mouth in front of him, song Qingshu couldn't help but kiss it directly.Cheng Yaojia gave a cry, and the whole person collapsed in his arms.At the beginning, she was in a very complicated mood. She thought that she was sorry for her husband, and comforted herself that she was doing this to save him. Soon after she was kissed by song Qingshu, she became emotional and couldn't help closing her eyes. Her body became softer and her skin became hotter.Feeling the beauty in his arms as if all her bones were melting, song Qingshu put her on the bed, and then pressed her on."Marshal, marshal!" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.Song Qingshu sat up with a gloomy face and asked in a poor tone, "what's the matter?"Cheng Yaojia also wakes up from his lust. He turns around in shame and starts to button his clothes in a hurry.Hearing the tone in the room, the bodyguard outside felt a thump in his heart. He knew that he might have done something bad for the boss. But now, he had to harden his head and say, "the boy who was arrested is yelling in the cell, asking to see you.""If he wants to see Ben Shuai, he will? Can't you handle such trifles by yourself? " If it wasn't for song Qingshu's kindness, he would have dragged this man out for dozens of killing sticks."But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun, and that the marshal would go to see him when he heard the name." The bodyguard scolded in his heart. After he went back, he had to clean up the boy well to get rid of his hatred."Zhang Jun!" Song Qingshu suddenly got up, "is that really what he said?""Yes"Well, you go down first. I'll see him right away." Zhang Jun is now the right Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, who is also known as the right prime minister. His official position is still above Han Yuzhou's political affairs. He and the left prime minister are the nominal central leaders of the Southern Song Dynasty.---PS. thanks for the early dawn, Su Xinran and many other friends' praise. Now the monthly ticket list has reached 19, which is too unexpected.Helen of Troy, pss., has responded to readers' response. Fann Wong, who had been missing from the official account today, missed out on the next opportunity.There is also a response from readers. After watching the second issue of nutrition express, the monk was deeply gratified to find that the movie was unexpectedly good-looking. Amitabha, what a wonderful movie~
