Chapter 2058
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Song Qingshu was as cunning as a fox with a smile: "if I don't like this, how can you come here?"
Zhao Yuanyuan blushed and wanted to go when she stood up. Zhao hu'er didn't want to go at all, but when she saw that her sister had all got up, she was embarrassed to stay, so she had to follow her.
Song Qingshu was in a hurry. He immediately took their hands and said, "Hey, all of them have come. Why do you go at this time?"
Zhao Yuanyuan lowered her head and blushed: "it's really not polite."
Seeing that Zhao hu'er was busy, song Qingshu couldn't help saying, "we haven't been together like this before. What's unreasonable?"
The two girls couldn't help thinking about the thrill they had in the imperial palace of the state of Jin. In order to bring down the prince and the king of Wei, they performed a play. They thought about the beauty in the process. Rao Shi Zhao hu'er's heartless nature couldn't help her blushing cheeks.
"That's... Different." Zhao Yuanyuan thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a reason that was not a reason.
"It's different." Song Qingshu looks at her jokingly.
"It's just different." Zhao Yuanyuan didn't know what to say, and her face turned red.
One side of Zhao hu'er also whispered: "brother song, this is really not good."
Song Qingshu didn't think it had anything to do with it, but when he saw that the two girls were holding on with embarrassment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't be greedy for pleasure and let them bear the criticism they shouldn't have. Moreover, today is still their happy day, and he didn't want to leave them any unhappiness.
Thinking of this, he no longer insisted, and finally released the two: "OK, you go back to your room first, I'll come to you."
"Go to hu'er first." Zhao Yuanyuan left a word in a hurry and ran out. When she came back to the room, she felt her heart beating. She poured a glass of water and took a sip. Suddenly she heard someone pushing the door. She was startled. She went back to bed and sat down. She picked up the fan and covered her face again.
Seeing her flustered appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "don't be afraid, it's me." As he spoke, he closed the door.
Zhao Yuanyuan vaguely saw him through the fan and couldn't help asking, "didn't you go to hu'er, why..."
Song Qingshu came over with a smile: "hu'er told me to come to you first." She went to the bedside and took the fan in her hand, revealing the girl's coquettish face.
"She..." Zhao Yuanyuan was so nervous that she subconsciously wanted to catch the fan beside her. However, she suddenly realized that the fan was used to cover a woman's shame when she got married. When she was picked up by her husband in her bridal chamber, she didn't pick it up any more. She had to wring the corners of her clothes nervously, thinking that this was the most important moment in her life. For a moment, she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say.
"Although hu'er seems careless at ordinary times, she also has her delicate side," Song Qingshu sat down beside her. "She told me that you usually take care of her, and you let her do everything. Now it's her turn to let you. What's more, it's not for her husband, it's just for me to go to her later."
"I feel more guilty when she says that." Zhao Yuanyuan frowned and said.
"It's all a family. What do you care about?" Song Qingshu worried that they would push each other around. At last, the atmosphere became cold, so he got up and came to the table. Hezhe wine was already ready here. He poured a cup and handed it to Zhao Yuanyuan. "Lady, it's time to drink Hezhe wine."
"Yes, my husband." Zhao Yuanyuan bit her lip, but she didn't retort after all. She took the drink and seemed to be able to hear her heart beating clearly in the whole process.
Hearing her soft husband, song Qingshu suddenly felt some interference in her throat. Zhao Yuanyuan was the gentle and quiet type. At this time, she was full of shyness and love. It was too sweet.
The girl's lips were still stained with the water of Hezhe wine, which was very dazzling and attractive under the candlelight. Song Qingshu could not help kissing it.
Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes were round and her body froze in an instant. She grasped the clothes with both hands tightly. She didn't know where to put them. However, thinking that the other party was her husband, she slowly closed her eyes. Only her trembling eyelashes showed that her mood was not so calm at this time.
Feeling that the girl's body has softened down, song Qingshu gently embraces her in his arms, enjoying the sweet and charming youth atmosphere of the girl.
How experienced song Qingshu is. Where did Zhao Yuanyuan see such means of picking ladies? Before long, she was short of breath and full of emotion. She was completely controlled by the other party. She didn't know when she was lying on the brocade quilt.
She knew what was coming, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.
Looking at Zhao Yuanyuan's nervous appearance, song Qingshu didn't force her to open her eyes. Instead, she quietly appreciated the girl's coyness and shyness. Compared with the maturity and enthusiasm of a young woman, it can be said that Mei, LAN, Zhu and Ju are good at each other. They are all things that men can't refuse.
Feeling the weight of a man on her body, Zhao Yuanyuan knows that the most important moment is coming. She wants her lover to put out the red candle in the room, but she is too shy to speak. The only thing she can do is to open her body gently and cooperatively, and greet her husband gently.
……
I don't know how long later, Zhao Yuanyuan pushed the man beside her: "husband, you should go to hu'er." Her voice is very small, some tremble, it seems that there is a little pain, but more is sweet, the room is constantly ringing her soft supplication and urging.
"All right, all right, I'll be there." Song Qingshu gets up from the bed. From the beginning, Zhao Yuanyuan has been urging him, and now he can't get rid of it.
"Wait a minute ~" red quilt stretched out a snow-white arm to hold him, although Zhao Yuanyuan's body has been extremely tired, she still got up to pass on his clothes, "put on the clothes, just like this, like... Like what."
Song Qingshu can't laugh or cry: "anyway, it's going to take off immediately, so why bother?" Zhao Yuanyuan wrapped up the quilt in front of her body, but this is to serve him. Wearing brocade quilt will inevitably slip because of action, and her white and dazzling skin will be reflected by the red mandarin duck quilt. I really feel pity for her.
"Husband, don't make trouble," Zhao Yuanyuan pushed away his evil hand with a red face. "Every girl is looking forward to her wedding night. If you don't clean your clothes and don't talk about it, you will inevitably feel lost."
Song Qingshu was stunned and realized that what she said was very reasonable, so he stopped fussing and began to clean up.
As like as two peas in the room, Zhao Yuanyuan's hat was worn as soon as he entered the room. "Now it's almost the same. Go to the sister of the lamb."
Song Qingshu gently hugged her and kissed her forehead: "I'll be back in a moment." Just now, Zhao Yuanyuan's tenderness is really unforgettable.
As soon as Zhao Yuanyuan's face turned red, she said in a hurry, "no... don't come back. You'll stay with your sister later."
Song Qingshu knew that she was embarrassed and thought about her sister everywhere. As soon as she turned her eyes, she had a plan in her heart: "let's see later. I'll go first."
"Well ~" I don't know whether it's shyness or something. Zhao Yuanyuan got into the quilt again and just answered in a low voice.
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Song Qingshu was as cunning as a fox with a smile: "if I don't like this, how can you come here?"
Zhao Yuanyuan blushed and wanted to go when she stood up. Zhao hu'er didn't want to go at all, but when she saw that her sister had all got up, she was embarrassed to stay, so she had to follow her.
Song Qingshu was in a hurry. He immediately took their hands and said, "Hey, all of them have come. Why do you go at this time?"
Zhao Yuanyuan lowered her head and blushed: "it's really not polite."
Seeing that Zhao hu'er was busy, song Qingshu couldn't help saying, "we haven't been together like this before. What's unreasonable?"
The two girls couldn't help thinking about the thrill they had in the imperial palace of the state of Jin. In order to bring down the prince and the king of Wei, they performed a play. They thought about the beauty in the process. Rao Shi Zhao hu'er's heartless nature couldn't help her blushing cheeks.
"That's... Different." Zhao Yuanyuan thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a reason that was not a reason.
"It's different." Song Qingshu looks at her jokingly.
"It's just different." Zhao Yuanyuan didn't know what to say, and her face turned red.
One side of Zhao hu'er also whispered: "brother song, this is really not good."
Song Qingshu didn't think it had anything to do with it, but when he saw that the two girls were holding on with embarrassment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't be greedy for pleasure and let them bear the criticism they shouldn't have. Moreover, today is still their happy day, and he didn't want to leave them any unhappiness.
Thinking of this, he no longer insisted, and finally released the two: "OK, you go back to your room first, I'll come to you."
"Go to hu'er first." Zhao Yuanyuan left a word in a hurry and ran out. When she came back to the room, she felt her heart beating. She poured a glass of water and took a sip. Suddenly she heard someone pushing the door. She was startled. She went back to bed and sat down. She picked up the fan and covered her face again.
Seeing her flustered appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "don't be afraid, it's me." As he spoke, he closed the door.
Zhao Yuanyuan vaguely saw him through the fan and couldn't help asking, "didn't you go to hu'er, why..."
Song Qingshu came over with a smile: "hu'er told me to come to you first." She went to the bedside and took the fan in her hand, revealing the girl's coquettish face.
"She..." Zhao Yuanyuan was so nervous that she subconsciously wanted to catch the fan beside her. However, she suddenly realized that the fan was used to cover a woman's shame when she got married. When she was picked up by her husband in her bridal chamber, she didn't pick it up any more. She had to wring the corners of her clothes nervously, thinking that this was the most important moment in her life. For a moment, she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say.
"Although hu'er seems careless at ordinary times, she also has her delicate side," Song Qingshu sat down beside her. "She told me that you usually take care of her, and you let her do everything. Now it's her turn to let you. What's more, it's not for her husband, it's just for me to go to her later."
"I feel more guilty when she says that." Zhao Yuanyuan frowned and said.
"It's all a family. What do you care about?" Song Qingshu worried that they would push each other around. At last, the atmosphere became cold, so he got up and came to the table. Hezhe wine was already ready here. He poured a cup and handed it to Zhao Yuanyuan. "Lady, it's time to drink Hezhe wine."
"Yes, my husband." Zhao Yuanyuan bit her lip, but she didn't retort after all. She took the drink and seemed to be able to hear her heart beating clearly in the whole process.
Hearing her soft husband, song Qingshu suddenly felt some interference in her throat. Zhao Yuanyuan was the gentle and quiet type. At this time, she was full of shyness and love. It was too sweet.
The girl's lips were still stained with the water of Hezhe wine, which was very dazzling and attractive under the candlelight. Song Qingshu could not help kissing it.
Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes were round and her body froze in an instant. She grasped the clothes with both hands tightly. She didn't know where to put them. However, thinking that the other party was her husband, she slowly closed her eyes. Only her trembling eyelashes showed that her mood was not so calm at this time.
Feeling that the girl's body has softened down, song Qingshu gently embraces her in his arms, enjoying the sweet and charming youth atmosphere of the girl.
How experienced song Qingshu is. Where did Zhao Yuanyuan see such means of picking ladies? Before long, she was short of breath and full of emotion. She was completely controlled by the other party. She didn't know when she was lying on the brocade quilt.
She knew what was coming, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.
Looking at Zhao Yuanyuan's nervous appearance, song Qingshu didn't force her to open her eyes. Instead, she quietly appreciated the girl's coyness and shyness. Compared with the maturity and enthusiasm of a young woman, it can be said that Mei, LAN, Zhu and Ju are good at each other. They are all things that men can't refuse.
Feeling the weight of a man on her body, Zhao Yuanyuan knows that the most important moment is coming. She wants her lover to put out the red candle in the room, but she is too shy to speak. The only thing she can do is to open her body gently and cooperatively, and greet her husband gently.
……
I don't know how long later, Zhao Yuanyuan pushed the man beside her: "husband, you should go to hu'er." Her voice is very small, some tremble, it seems that there is a little pain, but more is sweet, the room is constantly ringing her soft supplication and urging.
"All right, all right, I'll be there." Song Qingshu gets up from the bed. From the beginning, Zhao Yuanyuan has been urging him, and now he can't get rid of it.
"Wait a minute ~" red quilt stretched out a snow-white arm to hold him, although Zhao Yuanyuan's body has been extremely tired, she still got up to pass on his clothes, "put on the clothes, just like this, like... Like what."
Song Qingshu can't laugh or cry: "anyway, it's going to take off immediately, so why bother?" Zhao Yuanyuan wrapped up the quilt in front of her body, but this is to serve him. Wearing brocade quilt will inevitably slip because of action, and her white and dazzling skin will be reflected by the red mandarin duck quilt. I really feel pity for her.
"Husband, don't make trouble," Zhao Yuanyuan pushed away his evil hand with a red face. "Every girl is looking forward to her wedding night. If you don't clean your clothes and don't talk about it, you will inevitably feel lost."
Song Qingshu was stunned and realized that what she said was very reasonable, so he stopped fussing and began to clean up.
As like as two peas in the room, Zhao Yuanyuan's hat was worn as soon as he entered the room. "Now it's almost the same. Go to the sister of the lamb."
Song Qingshu gently hugged her and kissed her forehead: "I'll be back in a moment." Just now, Zhao Yuanyuan's tenderness is really unforgettable.
As soon as Zhao Yuanyuan's face turned red, she said in a hurry, "no... don't come back. You'll stay with your sister later."
Song Qingshu knew that she was embarrassed and thought about her sister everywhere. As soon as she turned her eyes, she had a plan in her heart: "let's see later. I'll go first."
"Well ~" I don't know whether it's shyness or something. Zhao Yuanyuan got into the quilt again and just answered in a low voice.
Song Qingshu was as cunning as a fox with a smile: "if I don't like this, how can you come here?"Zhao Yuanyuan blushed and wanted to go when she stood up. Zhao hu'er didn't want to go at all, but when she saw that her sister had all got up, she was embarrassed to stay, so she had to follow her.Song Qingshu was in a hurry. He immediately took their hands and said, "Hey, all of them have come. Why do you go at this time?"Zhao Yuanyuan lowered her head and blushed: "it's really not polite."Seeing that Zhao hu'er was busy, song Qingshu couldn't help saying, "we haven't been together like this before. What's unreasonable?"The two girls couldn't help thinking about the thrill they had in the imperial palace of the state of Jin. In order to bring down the prince and the king of Wei, they performed a play. They thought about the beauty in the process. Rao Shi Zhao hu'er's heartless nature couldn't help her blushing cheeks."That's... Different." Zhao Yuanyuan thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a reason that was not a reason."It's different." Song Qingshu looks at her jokingly."It's just different." Zhao Yuanyuan didn't know what to say, and her face turned red.One side of Zhao hu'er also whispered: "brother song, this is really not good."Song Qingshu didn't think it had anything to do with it, but when he saw that the two girls were holding on with embarrassment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't be greedy for pleasure and let them bear the criticism they shouldn't have. Moreover, today is still their happy day, and he didn't want to leave them any unhappiness.Thinking of this, he no longer insisted, and finally released the two: "OK, you go back to your room first, I'll come to you.""Go to hu'er first." Zhao Yuanyuan left a word in a hurry and ran out. When she came back to the room, she felt her heart beating. She poured a glass of water and took a sip. Suddenly she heard someone pushing the door. She was startled. She went back to bed and sat down. She picked up the fan and covered her face again.Seeing her flustered appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "don't be afraid, it's me." As he spoke, he closed the door.Zhao Yuanyuan vaguely saw him through the fan and couldn't help asking, "didn't you go to hu'er, why..."Song Qingshu came over with a smile: "hu'er told me to come to you first." She went to the bedside and took the fan in her hand, revealing the girl's coquettish face."She..." Zhao Yuanyuan was so nervous that she subconsciously wanted to catch the fan beside her. However, she suddenly realized that the fan was used to cover a woman's shame when she got married. When she was picked up by her husband in her bridal chamber, she didn't pick it up any more. She had to wring the corners of her clothes nervously, thinking that this was the most important moment in her life. For a moment, she was so nervous that she didn't know what to say."Although hu'er seems careless at ordinary times, she also has her delicate side," Song Qingshu sat down beside her. "She told me that you usually take care of her, and you let her do everything. Now it's her turn to let you. What's more, it's not for her husband, it's just for me to go to her later.""I feel more guilty when she says that." Zhao Yuanyuan frowned and said."It's all a family. What do you care about?" Song Qingshu worried that they would push each other around. At last, the atmosphere became cold, so he got up and came to the table. Hezhe wine was already ready here. He poured a cup and handed it to Zhao Yuanyuan. "Lady, it's time to drink Hezhe wine.""Yes, my husband." Zhao Yuanyuan bit her lip, but she didn't retort after all. She took the drink and seemed to be able to hear her heart beating clearly in the whole process.Hearing her soft husband, song Qingshu suddenly felt some interference in her throat. Zhao Yuanyuan was the gentle and quiet type. At this time, she was full of shyness and love. It was too sweet.The girl's lips were still stained with the water of Hezhe wine, which was very dazzling and attractive under the candlelight. Song Qingshu could not help kissing it.Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes were round and her body froze in an instant. She grasped the clothes with both hands tightly. She didn't know where to put them. However, thinking that the other party was her husband, she slowly closed her eyes. Only her trembling eyelashes showed that her mood was not so calm at this time.Feeling that the girl's body has softened down, song Qingshu gently embraces her in his arms, enjoying the sweet and charming youth atmosphere of the girl.How experienced song Qingshu is. Where did Zhao Yuanyuan see such means of picking ladies? Before long, she was short of breath and full of emotion. She was completely controlled by the other party. She didn't know when she was lying on the brocade quilt.She knew what was coming, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.Looking at Zhao Yuanyuan's nervous appearance, song Qingshu didn't force her to open her eyes. Instead, she quietly appreciated the girl's coyness and shyness. Compared with the maturity and enthusiasm of a young woman, it can be said that Mei, LAN, Zhu and Ju are good at each other. They are all things that men can't refuse.Feeling the weight of a man on her body, Zhao Yuanyuan knows that the most important moment is coming. She wants her lover to put out the red candle in the room, but she is too shy to speak. The only thing she can do is to open her body gently and cooperatively, and greet her husband gently.I don't know how long later, Zhao Yuanyuan pushed the man beside her: "husband, you should go to hu'er." Her voice is very small, some tremble, it seems that there is a little pain, but more is sweet, the room is constantly ringing her soft supplication and urging."All right, all right, I'll be there." Song Qingshu gets up from the bed. From the beginning, Zhao Yuanyuan has been urging him, and now he can't get rid of it."Wait a minute ~" red quilt stretched out a snow-white arm to hold him, although Zhao Yuanyuan's body has been extremely tired, she still got up to pass on his clothes, "put on the clothes, just like this, like... Like what."Song Qingshu can't laugh or cry: "anyway, it's going to take off immediately, so why bother?" Zhao Yuanyuan wrapped up the quilt in front of her body, but this is to serve him. Wearing brocade quilt will inevitably slip because of action, and her white and dazzling skin will be reflected by the red mandarin duck quilt. I really feel pity for her."Husband, don't make trouble," Zhao Yuanyuan pushed away his evil hand with a red face. "Every girl is looking forward to her wedding night. If you don't clean your clothes and don't talk about it, you will inevitably feel lost."Song Qingshu was stunned and realized that what she said was very reasonable, so he stopped fussing and began to clean up.As like as two peas in the room, Zhao Yuanyuan's hat was worn as soon as he entered the room. "Now it's almost the same. Go to the sister of the lamb."Song Qingshu gently hugged her and kissed her forehead: "I'll be back in a moment." Just now, Zhao Yuanyuan's tenderness is really unforgettable.As soon as Zhao Yuanyuan's face turned red, she said in a hurry, "no... don't come back. You'll stay with your sister later."Song Qingshu knew that she was embarrassed and thought about her sister everywhere. As soon as she turned her eyes, she had a plan in her heart: "let's see later. I'll go first.""Well ~" I don't know whether it's shyness or something. Zhao Yuanyuan got into the quilt again and just answered in a low voice.
