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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1073

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:53:31 AM


Chapter 1073

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When song Qingshu returned to Daotai yamen, it was late and he invited Cheng Yaojia and his wife to dinner.

To his surprise, for the first time, Lu Guanying didn't sneer, but kept silent. Cheng Yaojia seemed to have an idea, and his whole life was out of his mind all night.

"Master Lu Shao, just relax and take good care of yourself here. There is no safer place in Yangzhou than here." Song Qingshu put down his glass and said with a smile.

Lu Guanying's face changed a lot. After all, she arched her hand: "thank you

As soon as song Qingshu's eyebrows are raised, the other person's attitude is quite different. It's really strange. He can't help looking at Cheng Yaojia and finds that her face turns red and white. She just moves her chopsticks subconsciously. She looks worried.

"Strange." Song Qingshu frowned, but he was soon relieved that he had too many things to consider now, so he didn't have the energy to figure out the thoughts of the young couple.

After dinner, song Qingshu arranges the couple to rest in different rooms, and then arranges a group of doctors and maids to take care of Lu Guanying. Cheng Yaojia's face is slightly red, but he takes the initiative to take care of her husband.

Song Qingshu is dumbfounded. Knowing that Cheng Yaojia is worried about what he will do to her, he thinks that he is so terrible. Your husband is still here

However, he did not stop them. After all, they are husband and wife in name. Although they have a divorce certificate, how can they break their relationship after so many years?

After returning to the room, song Qingshu has been thinking about the current situation in Yangzhou and the problem of Li Kexiu's belonging. Unconsciously, the night is already deep.

Suddenly his heart moved and he looked up at the door.

"Song... Mr. Song, may I come in?" Outside the door, there was a few soft knocks, then Cheng Yaojia's timid voice.

"Come in, please Song Qingshu was acutely aware that the other party's voice was trembling. She was very strange. They had been together for so long. How could she be so afraid of herself?

In fact, strictly speaking, Cheng Yaojia and Huang Rong are of the same generation. Fortunately, song Qingshu is now nearly 30 years old, so the age gap between them is only a few years old. However, Cheng Yaojia is older, which should be regarded as his sister. However, she is shy and delicate. When they get along with each other, song Qingshu treats her as a little sister.

The door was quickly pushed open from the outside, and a dignified and gentle young woman came in. She was very beautiful in a long plain dress.

"Madame is beautiful now." Song Qingshu couldn't help but praise her. At the same time, her eyes fell on her hair with water vapor. It was obvious that she had just bathed.

"Wasn't I beautiful before?" Cheng Yaojia looked up at him with bright eyes.

Song Qingshu was surprised at her boldness. At the same time, he noticed that she closed the door behind her. He said with a smile: "madam, it seems that she didn't drink at the dinner today. How can she be more courageous?"

Cheng Yaojia's face turned red. He could not help stamping his feet and said, "you come to make fun of me!"

"Well, I'm not. Xiaosheng is here to make amends to his wife." Song Qingshu deliberately made Cheng Yaojia giggle. "I just don't know what you want to do when your wife is looking for me so late."

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Cheng Yaojia bit his lip, and his eyes turned white.

"Of course. Whenever my wife wants to come to me, I'll welcome her." As soon as Song Qing's words came out, he regretted it. This idiom has some ambiguities and is easy to be misunderstood. But this time, he did not think about it.

As expected, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bed. A small face suddenly looked like a layer of rouge. His full chest fluctuated up and down a few times. He suddenly said, "I want to ask you for a drink. I don't know if you'll appreciate it?"

Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. She always thought she was a little strange today, but she said with a smile: "it's my honor to accompany my wife to drink, but I always drink a lot. What if I get my wife drunk?"

Cheng Yaojia's eyes drooped and subconsciously bit his lips. Under the light, his lips were shining with a charming luster: "when you get drunk, you get drunk."

Song Qingshu was stunned and immediately began to laugh: "since my wife has this elegant interest, I will certainly accompany you." Then he called a maid at the door and asked her to bring a pot of grape wine.

Hearing song Qingshu's advice to the maid to decorate more wine, Cheng Yaojia in the room can't help blushing.

Now he is the VIP of Daotai Yamen. The servant girl didn't dare to be slighted. Before long, she brought the wine.

"Have a seat, madam!" Song Qingshu moved the stool out for her and made a gesture of please.

Cheng Yaojia, who had seen the gentlemanly demeanor of later generations, was in a panic and said thank you.

With a smile, song Qingshu sat down in front of her and poured a glass of wine for her: "I'll drink to my wife."

However, Cheng Yaojia shook his head: "the young master has saved our couple's lives. I should give you this cup first."

Song Qingshu shook the wine pot beside him and said with a smile: "there is still a lot of wine here. Madam, you can respect it slowly."

Cheng Yaojia pursed his lips and looked at him with a smile: "what's the name of your glass of wine?"

Song Qingshu looked at her carefully, and Cheng Yaojia's cheek was very delicate under the candle fire. He couldn't help exclaiming: "the first cup is to respect my husband, and everyone is more beautiful than Hua Jiao."

Although he was depressed, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help laughing when he heard him praise him like this: "OK, I'll have the first drink." Then he took the glass and was about to deliver it to the corner of his mouth.

Who knows song Qingshu has grasped her bright wrist and said with a smile: "madam, why are you so anxious? We haven't touched our glasses yet."

Cheng Yaojia can't help sticking out her tongue. She is always out of her mind tonight. No wonder she makes such a low-level mistake.

She raised her glass and touched each other, then raised her head and drank a glass of grape wine.

Looking at her snow-white slender powder neck, swallowing wine is still slightly sliding, song Qingshu suddenly feel beautiful to eat, also drink the wine in the cup.

"Can you let go of my hand now?" After a glass of wine, I don't know whether it's wine or shame. Cheng Yaojia's eyes are much brighter than before.

Following her eyes, song Qingshu noticed that he was still holding her wrist. However, he was not a little boy, but he didn't feel guilty. He let go and said with a smile: "forget it for a while, madam. Don't be surprised." As he spoke, he filled them with wine.

"This second glass of wine is for me..."

Cheng Yaojia just picked up the cup and was interrupted by song Qingshu: "madam, I haven't finished it yet."

"I'll see what name you use this time." The corners of Cheng Yaojia's lips rose slightly, and her drinking went up, and she gradually relaxed,

"This second cup is to my wife, whose skin is as thick as fat." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"How can I have such a toast?" Cheng Yaojia's face turned red and could not help muttering, "not to mention how you know if my skin is good."

Song Qingshu took her wrist and said, "because I touched it."

Cheng Yaojia's heart leaped, and he could not help cursing: "rogue ~" was just a strong coquetry in his tone, but he didn't mean to blame.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojia drank it obediently, song Qingshu raised his glass and said, "this is the third one. I respect my wife... Er..."

Cheng Yaojia suddenly happy: "how, poor words?"

Song Qing suddenly appeared in her head, and she just spit her tongue, and he smiled: "third cup, I respect my wife's lovely little fragrant tongue."

Cheng Yaojia's smile suddenly froze, and suddenly stood up. His skin was dyed with a layer of Red: "you!" Although they are somewhat ambiguous these days, she is a knowledgeable young woman after all, not to mention her husband is still next door, where can she stand such a naked tease.

Who knows song Qingshu but a pull her: "the madam is not to still want to toast me wine, so left?"

Thinking of her husband's advice, Cheng Yaojia sighed in her heart and sat down to drink the red wine.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to respect himself, song Qingshu put his hand over the wine glass: "madam, this glass of wine is very precious. Before that, we should solve some complicated problems first, so that we can better taste the beauty of this glass of wine."

"What's the fuss?" Cheng Yaojia's heart jumped and his face said unnaturally.

Song Qingshu smiles: "Master Lu Shaozhuang is in the yard now. His wife doesn't take care of him, but she comes to my room to drink in the middle of the night. It's not normal to think. Something must have happened."

Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and didn't turn her head: "can't it be me who want to hook you up in the middle of the night?"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said in a soft voice: "after this period of time, I don't know what kind of temperament my wife is? The lady is so dignified and virtuous. If a woman who is devoted to her husband's sake is a woman of good character, I'm afraid there will be no good woman in the world. "

I don't know why, song Qingshu says a few words, but Cheng Yaojia's cold heart rises a warm current, especially his deep eyes, which makes people have a sense of inexplicable peace.

But the more so, she couldn't help thinking about how her husband treated her, and her tears began to flow down.

Song Qingshu stretched out her finger to wipe away the tears on her cheek, and said softly, "did Master Lu Shaozhuang ask you to come here?"

Cheng Yaojia looked at him in surprise: "you... How do you know?"

Song Qingshu didn't answer her directly. Instead, he said to himself, "in the eyes of men in this world, women are just accessories."

When he said this, Cheng Yaojia's tears flowed down again.

"Come with me." Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and took her out.

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help following him and asked vaguely, "where are you going?"

"To your husband, of course." Song Qingshu's eyes flashed, showing a faint sense of inexplicability.




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