Chapter 880
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Song Qingshu knew the way to go out because Zhao Min trapped Zhang Wuji in a similar cell in the story of killing the Dragon by relying on heaven. Zhang Wuji finally tickled her feet and forced her to release her. Song Qingshu saw that the place where she was now was similar to the cell they were in at that time, so he drew a gourd. He didn't expect that he really found the way to go out, But how can he explain this reason? I just want to ask three questions.
Wanyan Chongjie worried that there was an ambush outside. He felt out carefully, only to find that there was no one around. He looked around. It should be in the back garden of a big family, so he rushed to the door to greet song Qingshu: "come out quickly, no one, take her."
"Take her with you?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"Take her as a hostage, of course, just in case." Wanyan heavy Festival said.
"Well, all right." Song Qingshu is worried that the longer she stays with Zhao Min, the more likely she is to see through her identity. However, today, she sees that she and Wanyan Chongjie can master martial arts, so she can't stay here.
"Don't touch me!" Seeing song Qingshu approaching, Zhao Min's face was cold.
Song Qingshu ignored her and picked her up: "what can I do if I touch you?"
"I'll kill you." Being held in his arms by a strange man, Zhao Min is both shy and angry.
"It's a pity that your martial arts are too poor to kill me." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"I'll find someone to kill you." Zhao Min said angrily.
"To whom? The song Qingshu you just mentioned? " Song Qingshu asked deliberately.
Zhao Min turns his head to the other side and doesn't talk to him anymore.
Wanyan heavy Festival see he will Zhao Min embrace out, eyes suddenly show a strange color: "first cheap you, let's go." With that, he began to use his lightness skills. In the light of night, he flew out of the courtyard wall with several jumps. Song Qingshu followed him with Zhao Min in his arms.
"Well, this is king Xu's other courtyard." Out of the courtyard wall to see the surrounding terrain, Wanyan heavy section suddenly showed a strange expression.
"How do you know?" Song Qingshu looked around. It should be near the back door, and there were no signs like plaques.
"My home is nearby. I've lived here for more than ten years since I grew up. Do you know?" Wanyan Chongjie rolled her eyes. At this time, a lot of footsteps came from the distance. She said in a hurry, "this is the residence of a lot of officials and dignitaries nearby, so the guards are very strict, and there are often soldiers patrolling. It's not convenient for you to hold such a big living person. Go to my house first to hide."
Song Qingshu didn't want to get into trouble. He nodded and said, "good!"
Wanyan Chongjie leads the way in front of him. Song Qingshu holds Zhao Min and follows him. He turns left and right, and soon turns into an elegant attic through the back door of a house.
"Is this your boudoir?" Song Qingshu noticed the ornaments and the strong girlish style in the layout, and asked subconsciously.
The speaker did not mean to listen, Wanyan Chongjie's little face was very red: "you still have a prisoner, and you can't let the wind out. Where else can I put you except here?"
In this era, girls' boudoir can be said to be a very private place. Apart from their family, only a few female friends can come in. Even their fathers seldom set foot in it, let alone bring other men in. The only men of the same age who can enter are probably future husbands. Although the state of Jin is a grassland regime, it has been deeply sinicized in recent years, and its etiquette is not much different from that of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"So." Song Qingshu just nodded, but someone came up from the stairwell. He couldn't help but wonder, "isn't this your boudoir? Why does anyone come here so late?"
"It should be my mother." Wanyan heavy section, a frown, face suddenly some not good-looking.
"PACHA Ali tiger?" Song Qingshu heard about her several times before, and knew that she was the eldest lady of the family of pucha, the younger sister of the brothers pucha ahudi and ahute, and also the first beauty of the kingdom of Jin before Gebi.
Although song Qingshu is a little curious about the former first beauty in the state of Jin, she is even more curious about her reaction to the festival. Why did she mention her mother's attitude? There seems to be a trace of... Disgust in her coldness?
"You hide first." Wanyan Chongjie nods to her and signals her to find a place to hide. Song Qingshu looks around and subconsciously wants to hide on the bed. After all, he puts down the veil and can't see what's going on inside. But Wanyan Chongjie quickly waves his hand. Song Qingshu also thinks that it's not like a big man trying to get inside the little girl's bed. He listens to the footsteps coming closer and closer, He quickly picked up Zhao Min, jumped up and hid on a beam of the roof. In order to prevent Zhao Min from making a sound, he also sealed the other party's dumb hole, which made her white eyes.
As soon as they had finished hiding, a beautiful woman came in with watery eyes, ruddy lips, high chest and plump body. The first thing any man thought of when he looked at her was the bed. With song Qingshu's fastidious eyes, he had to admit that this mature young woman was very attractive and worthy of being the first beauty in the last Jin Dynasty.
But that's all. Song Qingshu now has enough women around him. He is no longer the young man who was impulsive when he saw women. Today, he is only interested in two kinds of women. One is what he really likes, and the other is what helps his career.
Song Qingshu suddenly frowned. He smelled a strong smell of wine from a long distance. How could this woman drink so much wine?
"Mother, you are drunk again." Listen to the meaning of Wanyan Chongjie's words, she should always be in this state.
"What do you know when you are young? Er ~ wine... Wine is the best thing in the world. It's just the so-called" one drunken solution... Thousand enemies solution. " The mature young woman said intermittently. She went to the bed and saw that song Qingshu was sweating secretly. She told me not to hide in the bed because of her strange appearance. She knew that her mother would lie in the bed when she was drunk.
"Jieqianqiu jieqianqiu, you are evasive." Wanyan heavy Festival some angry look at the mother.
"Ha ha," the mature young woman said with a smile. "My dear daughter, where have you been? I haven't seen you all night. I'm worried that you've been cheated by some smelly man. Wuwu..."
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and the woman began to cry. It seems that there are too many things to suppress in ordinary times. Their mother and daughter don't know how many things they have met in recent years.
Wanyan heavy Festival is a face plate, tone full of irony: "on the one hand that I worry about an accident, on the other hand drunk, you are really a good mother ah."
Mature young woman awkwardly smile: "because mother know my good daughter is the most... The most intelligent, only you take advantage of others... Others cheap share, no other people take advantage of you... Take advantage of you, so... So let the servant girl stare at you here, see... See your room light up, mother not... Don't immediately come to see you."
"Now that you've seen it, you can go back and have a rest." Wan Yan replied coldly.
"My mother is dizzy. I'll sleep with you today... Have a sleep..." before I finish my words, her slight snoring sounded on the bed.
"You Wanyan heavy Festival and gas and urgent, standing there with a face numb.
Seeing that pucha Ali Hu had fallen asleep, song Qingshu jumped down: "your hall... Your hall is really a little special." If his mother is like this, he certainly doesn't want to be seen by outsiders. He accidentally broke the embarrassment between their mother and daughter. He is really embarrassed.
"Do you think she's beautiful?" Wanyan Chongjie suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Song Qingshu didn't expect her to ask like this. He took a look at the mature young woman on the bed. Although she was as drunk as mud, she was still sleeping like a Begonia in spring. He subconsciously replied, "it's very beautiful."
Wan Yanzhong nods his head and suddenly reaches for Zhao Min's sleeping acupoint. Song Qingshu is surprised: "what are you doing?"
Wanyan Chongjie ignored him, went directly to the bed and sat down, reached out and stroked her mother's face, arranged her messy hair, moved her fingers down gradually, untied the skirt of her collar, revealing a small piece of white skin. Then she looked back at Song Qingshu: "do you want to have sex with her?"
"Shrimp?" Song Qingshu is a Spartan. He never thought that the other party would throw out such a shocking sentence. You can think about it. In the middle of the night, she was invited to her boudoir by a beautiful girl who had only a few friends. Then she pulled off her mother's clothes and asked if she wanted to go to bed? What a dog's blood and a crouching trough!
"Are you sick?" This is the only sentence that can express song Qingshu's mood at this time.
"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry about it," Wan yanchongjie suddenly laughed nervously and pointed to the woman on the bed. "She's drunk now. She won't remember what you've done. Even if she remembers, it doesn't matter. She's a real whore anyway."
"How can you say that about your mother?" Song Qingshu frowned.
"Because she doesn't deserve to be my mother!" Wanyan heavy Festival voice cold like ice, "I don't need a woman to be my mother."
How many people? Song Qingshu thinks that there are a lot of rumors about PACHA Ali tiger in the capital circle, but most of them have no real evidence. But her daughter says so. Are those rumors true?
While he was thinking, Wan yanchongjie suddenly got up: "go, accompany me to kill Wan Yanliang."
"Miss, it's too big for you to think. Just now you were still talking about your mother..." seeing the hatred in Wan Yan's eyes, song Qingshu moved in her heart and asked tentatively, "is it because of Wan Yan Liang that your mother has become like this?"
Wanyanchongjie bit her lips, tears in her eyes, but after all, she still couldn't hold back. The crystal clear tears flowed through her white cheek.
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Song Qingshu knew the way to go out because Zhao Min trapped Zhang Wuji in a similar cell in the story of killing the Dragon by relying on heaven. Zhang Wuji finally tickled her feet and forced her to release her. Song Qingshu saw that the place where she was now was similar to the cell they were in at that time, so he drew a gourd. He didn't expect that he really found the way to go out, But how can he explain this reason? I just want to ask three questions.
Wanyan Chongjie worried that there was an ambush outside. He felt out carefully, only to find that there was no one around. He looked around. It should be in the back garden of a big family, so he rushed to the door to greet song Qingshu: "come out quickly, no one, take her."
"Take her with you?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"Take her as a hostage, of course, just in case." Wanyan heavy Festival said.
"Well, all right." Song Qingshu is worried that the longer she stays with Zhao Min, the more likely she is to see through her identity. However, today, she sees that she and Wanyan Chongjie can master martial arts, so she can't stay here.
"Don't touch me!" Seeing song Qingshu approaching, Zhao Min's face was cold.
Song Qingshu ignored her and picked her up: "what can I do if I touch you?"
"I'll kill you." Being held in his arms by a strange man, Zhao Min is both shy and angry.
"It's a pity that your martial arts are too poor to kill me." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"I'll find someone to kill you." Zhao Min said angrily.
"To whom? The song Qingshu you just mentioned? " Song Qingshu asked deliberately.
Zhao Min turns his head to the other side and doesn't talk to him anymore.
Wanyan heavy Festival see he will Zhao Min embrace out, eyes suddenly show a strange color: "first cheap you, let's go." With that, he began to use his lightness skills. In the light of night, he flew out of the courtyard wall with several jumps. Song Qingshu followed him with Zhao Min in his arms.
"Well, this is king Xu's other courtyard." Out of the courtyard wall to see the surrounding terrain, Wanyan heavy section suddenly showed a strange expression.
"How do you know?" Song Qingshu looked around. It should be near the back door, and there were no signs like plaques.
"My home is nearby. I've lived here for more than ten years since I grew up. Do you know?" Wanyan Chongjie rolled her eyes. At this time, a lot of footsteps came from the distance. She said in a hurry, "this is the residence of a lot of officials and dignitaries nearby, so the guards are very strict, and there are often soldiers patrolling. It's not convenient for you to hold such a big living person. Go to my house first to hide."
Song Qingshu didn't want to get into trouble. He nodded and said, "good!"
Wanyan Chongjie leads the way in front of him. Song Qingshu holds Zhao Min and follows him. He turns left and right, and soon turns into an elegant attic through the back door of a house.
"Is this your boudoir?" Song Qingshu noticed the ornaments and the strong girlish style in the layout, and asked subconsciously.
The speaker did not mean to listen, Wanyan Chongjie's little face was very red: "you still have a prisoner, and you can't let the wind out. Where else can I put you except here?"
In this era, girls' boudoir can be said to be a very private place. Apart from their family, only a few female friends can come in. Even their fathers seldom set foot in it, let alone bring other men in. The only men of the same age who can enter are probably future husbands. Although the state of Jin is a grassland regime, it has been deeply sinicized in recent years, and its etiquette is not much different from that of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"So." Song Qingshu just nodded, but someone came up from the stairwell. He couldn't help but wonder, "isn't this your boudoir? Why does anyone come here so late?"
"It should be my mother." Wanyan heavy section, a frown, face suddenly some not good-looking.
"PACHA Ali tiger?" Song Qingshu heard about her several times before, and knew that she was the eldest lady of the family of pucha, the younger sister of the brothers pucha ahudi and ahute, and also the first beauty of the kingdom of Jin before Gebi.
Although song Qingshu is a little curious about the former first beauty in the state of Jin, she is even more curious about her reaction to the festival. Why did she mention her mother's attitude? There seems to be a trace of... Disgust in her coldness?
"You hide first." Wanyan Chongjie nods to her and signals her to find a place to hide. Song Qingshu looks around and subconsciously wants to hide on the bed. After all, he puts down the veil and can't see what's going on inside. But Wanyan Chongjie quickly waves his hand. Song Qingshu also thinks that it's not like a big man trying to get inside the little girl's bed. He listens to the footsteps coming closer and closer, He quickly picked up Zhao Min, jumped up and hid on a beam of the roof. In order to prevent Zhao Min from making a sound, he also sealed the other party's dumb hole, which made her white eyes.
As soon as they had finished hiding, a beautiful woman came in with watery eyes, ruddy lips, high chest and plump body. The first thing any man thought of when he looked at her was the bed. With song Qingshu's fastidious eyes, he had to admit that this mature young woman was very attractive and worthy of being the first beauty in the last Jin Dynasty.
But that's all. Song Qingshu now has enough women around him. He is no longer the young man who was impulsive when he saw women. Today, he is only interested in two kinds of women. One is what he really likes, and the other is what helps his career.
Song Qingshu suddenly frowned. He smelled a strong smell of wine from a long distance. How could this woman drink so much wine?
"Mother, you are drunk again." Listen to the meaning of Wanyan Chongjie's words, she should always be in this state.
"What do you know when you are young? Er ~ wine... Wine is the best thing in the world. It's just the so-called" one drunken solution... Thousand enemies solution. " The mature young woman said intermittently. She went to the bed and saw that song Qingshu was sweating secretly. She told me not to hide in the bed because of her strange appearance. She knew that her mother would lie in the bed when she was drunk.
"Jieqianqiu jieqianqiu, you are evasive." Wanyan heavy Festival some angry look at the mother.
"Ha ha," the mature young woman said with a smile. "My dear daughter, where have you been? I haven't seen you all night. I'm worried that you've been cheated by some smelly man. Wuwu..."
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and the woman began to cry. It seems that there are too many things to suppress in ordinary times. Their mother and daughter don't know how many things they have met in recent years.
Wanyan heavy Festival is a face plate, tone full of irony: "on the one hand that I worry about an accident, on the other hand drunk, you are really a good mother ah."
Mature young woman awkwardly smile: "because mother know my good daughter is the most... The most intelligent, only you take advantage of others... Others cheap share, no other people take advantage of you... Take advantage of you, so... So let the servant girl stare at you here, see... See your room light up, mother not... Don't immediately come to see you."
"Now that you've seen it, you can go back and have a rest." Wan Yan replied coldly.
"My mother is dizzy. I'll sleep with you today... Have a sleep..." before I finish my words, her slight snoring sounded on the bed.
"You Wanyan heavy Festival and gas and urgent, standing there with a face numb.
Seeing that pucha Ali Hu had fallen asleep, song Qingshu jumped down: "your hall... Your hall is really a little special." If his mother is like this, he certainly doesn't want to be seen by outsiders. He accidentally broke the embarrassment between their mother and daughter. He is really embarrassed.
"Do you think she's beautiful?" Wanyan Chongjie suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Song Qingshu didn't expect her to ask like this. He took a look at the mature young woman on the bed. Although she was as drunk as mud, she was still sleeping like a Begonia in spring. He subconsciously replied, "it's very beautiful."
Wan Yanzhong nods his head and suddenly reaches for Zhao Min's sleeping acupoint. Song Qingshu is surprised: "what are you doing?"
Wanyan Chongjie ignored him, went directly to the bed and sat down, reached out and stroked her mother's face, arranged her messy hair, moved her fingers down gradually, untied the skirt of her collar, revealing a small piece of white skin. Then she looked back at Song Qingshu: "do you want to have sex with her?"
"Shrimp?" Song Qingshu is a Spartan. He never thought that the other party would throw out such a shocking sentence. You can think about it. In the middle of the night, she was invited to her boudoir by a beautiful girl who had only a few friends. Then she pulled off her mother's clothes and asked if she wanted to go to bed? What a dog's blood and a crouching trough!
"Are you sick?" This is the only sentence that can express song Qingshu's mood at this time.
"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry about it," Wan yanchongjie suddenly laughed nervously and pointed to the woman on the bed. "She's drunk now. She won't remember what you've done. Even if she remembers, it doesn't matter. She's a real whore anyway."
"How can you say that about your mother?" Song Qingshu frowned.
"Because she doesn't deserve to be my mother!" Wanyan heavy Festival voice cold like ice, "I don't need a woman to be my mother."
How many people? Song Qingshu thinks that there are a lot of rumors about PACHA Ali tiger in the capital circle, but most of them have no real evidence. But her daughter says so. Are those rumors true?
While he was thinking, Wan yanchongjie suddenly got up: "go, accompany me to kill Wan Yanliang."
"Miss, it's too big for you to think. Just now you were still talking about your mother..." seeing the hatred in Wan Yan's eyes, song Qingshu moved in her heart and asked tentatively, "is it because of Wan Yan Liang that your mother has become like this?"
Wanyanchongjie bit her lips, tears in her eyes, but after all, she still couldn't hold back. The crystal clear tears flowed through her white cheek.
Song Qingshu knew the way to go out because Zhao Min trapped Zhang Wuji in a similar cell in the story of killing the Dragon by relying on heaven. Zhang Wuji finally tickled her feet and forced her to release her. Song Qingshu saw that the place where she was now was similar to the cell they were in at that time, so he drew a gourd. He didn't expect that he really found the way to go out, But how can he explain this reason? I just want to ask three questions.Wanyan Chongjie worried that there was an ambush outside. He felt out carefully, only to find that there was no one around. He looked around. It should be in the back garden of a big family, so he rushed to the door to greet song Qingshu: "come out quickly, no one, take her.""Take her with you?" Song Qingshu was stunned."Take her as a hostage, of course, just in case." Wanyan heavy Festival said."Well, all right." Song Qingshu is worried that the longer she stays with Zhao Min, the more likely she is to see through her identity. However, today, she sees that she and Wanyan Chongjie can master martial arts, so she can't stay here."Don't touch me!" Seeing song Qingshu approaching, Zhao Min's face was cold.Song Qingshu ignored her and picked her up: "what can I do if I touch you?""I'll kill you." Being held in his arms by a strange man, Zhao Min is both shy and angry."It's a pity that your martial arts are too poor to kill me." Song Qingshu said with a smile."I'll find someone to kill you." Zhao Min said angrily."To whom? The song Qingshu you just mentioned? " Song Qingshu asked deliberately.Zhao Min turns his head to the other side and doesn't talk to him anymore.Wanyan heavy Festival see he will Zhao Min embrace out, eyes suddenly show a strange color: "first cheap you, let's go." With that, he began to use his lightness skills. In the light of night, he flew out of the courtyard wall with several jumps. Song Qingshu followed him with Zhao Min in his arms."Well, this is king Xu's other courtyard." Out of the courtyard wall to see the surrounding terrain, Wanyan heavy section suddenly showed a strange expression."How do you know?" Song Qingshu looked around. It should be near the back door, and there were no signs like plaques."My home is nearby. I've lived here for more than ten years since I grew up. Do you know?" Wanyan Chongjie rolled her eyes. At this time, a lot of footsteps came from the distance. She said in a hurry, "this is the residence of a lot of officials and dignitaries nearby, so the guards are very strict, and there are often soldiers patrolling. It's not convenient for you to hold such a big living person. Go to my house first to hide."Song Qingshu didn't want to get into trouble. He nodded and said, "good!"Wanyan Chongjie leads the way in front of him. Song Qingshu holds Zhao Min and follows him. He turns left and right, and soon turns into an elegant attic through the back door of a house."Is this your boudoir?" Song Qingshu noticed the ornaments and the strong girlish style in the layout, and asked subconsciously.The speaker did not mean to listen, Wanyan Chongjie's little face was very red: "you still have a prisoner, and you can't let the wind out. Where else can I put you except here?"In this era, girls' boudoir can be said to be a very private place. Apart from their family, only a few female friends can come in. Even their fathers seldom set foot in it, let alone bring other men in. The only men of the same age who can enter are probably future husbands. Although the state of Jin is a grassland regime, it has been deeply sinicized in recent years, and its etiquette is not much different from that of the Southern Song Dynasty."So." Song Qingshu just nodded, but someone came up from the stairwell. He couldn't help but wonder, "isn't this your boudoir? Why does anyone come here so late?""It should be my mother." Wanyan heavy section, a frown, face suddenly some not good-looking."PACHA Ali tiger?" Song Qingshu heard about her several times before, and knew that she was the eldest lady of the family of pucha, the younger sister of the brothers pucha ahudi and ahute, and also the first beauty of the kingdom of Jin before Gebi.Although song Qingshu is a little curious about the former first beauty in the state of Jin, she is even more curious about her reaction to the festival. Why did she mention her mother's attitude? There seems to be a trace of... Disgust in her coldness?"You hide first." Wanyan Chongjie nods to her and signals her to find a place to hide. Song Qingshu looks around and subconsciously wants to hide on the bed. After all, he puts down the veil and can't see what's going on inside. But Wanyan Chongjie quickly waves his hand. Song Qingshu also thinks that it's not like a big man trying to get inside the little girl's bed. He listens to the footsteps coming closer and closer, He quickly picked up Zhao Min, jumped up and hid on a beam of the roof. In order to prevent Zhao Min from making a sound, he also sealed the other party's dumb hole, which made her white eyes.As soon as they had finished hiding, a beautiful woman came in with watery eyes, ruddy lips, high chest and plump body. The first thing any man thought of when he looked at her was the bed. With song Qingshu's fastidious eyes, he had to admit that this mature young woman was very attractive and worthy of being the first beauty in the last Jin Dynasty.But that's all. Song Qingshu now has enough women around him. He is no longer the young man who was impulsive when he saw women. Today, he is only interested in two kinds of women. One is what he really likes, and the other is what helps his career.Song Qingshu suddenly frowned. He smelled a strong smell of wine from a long distance. How could this woman drink so much wine?"Mother, you are drunk again." Listen to the meaning of Wanyan Chongjie's words, she should always be in this state."What do you know when you are young? Er ~ wine... Wine is the best thing in the world. It's just the so-called" one drunken solution... Thousand enemies solution. " The mature young woman said intermittently. She went to the bed and saw that song Qingshu was sweating secretly. She told me not to hide in the bed because of her strange appearance. She knew that her mother would lie in the bed when she was drunk."Jieqianqiu jieqianqiu, you are evasive." Wanyan heavy Festival some angry look at the mother."Ha ha," the mature young woman said with a smile. "My dear daughter, where have you been? I haven't seen you all night. I'm worried that you've been cheated by some smelly man. Wuwu..."Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and the woman began to cry. It seems that there are too many things to suppress in ordinary times. Their mother and daughter don't know how many things they have met in recent years.Wanyan heavy Festival is a face plate, tone full of irony: "on the one hand that I worry about an accident, on the other hand drunk, you are really a good mother ah."Mature young woman awkwardly smile: "because mother know my good daughter is the most... The most intelligent, only you take advantage of others... Others cheap share, no other people take advantage of you... Take advantage of you, so... So let the servant girl stare at you here, see... See your room light up, mother not... Don't immediately come to see you.""Now that you've seen it, you can go back and have a rest." Wan Yan replied coldly."My mother is dizzy. I'll sleep with you today... Have a sleep..." before I finish my words, her slight snoring sounded on the bed."You Wanyan heavy Festival and gas and urgent, standing there with a face numb.Seeing that pucha Ali Hu had fallen asleep, song Qingshu jumped down: "your hall... Your hall is really a little special." If his mother is like this, he certainly doesn't want to be seen by outsiders. He accidentally broke the embarrassment between their mother and daughter. He is really embarrassed."Do you think she's beautiful?" Wanyan Chongjie suddenly asked."Ah?" Song Qingshu didn't expect her to ask like this. He took a look at the mature young woman on the bed. Although she was as drunk as mud, she was still sleeping like a Begonia in spring. He subconsciously replied, "it's very beautiful."Wan Yanzhong nods his head and suddenly reaches for Zhao Min's sleeping acupoint. Song Qingshu is surprised: "what are you doing?"Wanyan Chongjie ignored him, went directly to the bed and sat down, reached out and stroked her mother's face, arranged her messy hair, moved her fingers down gradually, untied the skirt of her collar, revealing a small piece of white skin. Then she looked back at Song Qingshu: "do you want to have sex with her?""Shrimp?" Song Qingshu is a Spartan. He never thought that the other party would throw out such a shocking sentence. You can think about it. In the middle of the night, she was invited to her boudoir by a beautiful girl who had only a few friends. Then she pulled off her mother's clothes and asked if she wanted to go to bed? What a dog's blood and a crouching trough!"Are you sick?" This is the only sentence that can express song Qingshu's mood at this time."I know what you're worried about. Don't worry about it," Wan yanchongjie suddenly laughed nervously and pointed to the woman on the bed. "She's drunk now. She won't remember what you've done. Even if she remembers, it doesn't matter. She's a real whore anyway.""How can you say that about your mother?" Song Qingshu frowned."Because she doesn't deserve to be my mother!" Wanyan heavy Festival voice cold like ice, "I don't need a woman to be my mother."How many people? Song Qingshu thinks that there are a lot of rumors about PACHA Ali tiger in the capital circle, but most of them have no real evidence. But her daughter says so. Are those rumors true?While he was thinking, Wan yanchongjie suddenly got up: "go, accompany me to kill Wan Yanliang.""Miss, it's too big for you to think. Just now you were still talking about your mother..." seeing the hatred in Wan Yan's eyes, song Qingshu moved in her heart and asked tentatively, "is it because of Wan Yan Liang that your mother has become like this?"Wanyanchongjie bit her lips, tears in her eyes, but after all, she still couldn't hold back. The crystal clear tears flowed through her white cheek.
