In fact, it's not just song Qingshu's gaffe. Where can Shen Bijun get better at this time?

At the beginning of the first time, when the other party punched her through the cave, her breath became obviously rapid. Even her quick breath was mixed with the delicate - beautiful hum. She felt ashamed and hated to have a seam in it. But she opened her eyes quietly and found that there was no difference between the two sides. Only serious and attentive in her eyes.

Her embarrassment just subsided. Because of this kind of distraction, she didn't remember the whole picture of Qi flow. Otherwise, with her intelligence, even if she didn't know the acupoints, it would be ten times more difficult to remember, she would still be a famous talented woman.

So she had to ask song Qingshu to teach her again. On the one hand, she really didn't remember it. On the other hand... Although she was ashamed to say it, she had to admit that when the other person's fingers glided over the real Qi, her body would tremble slightly, and her heart would jump. She felt an unprecedented feeling, which came from the deepest part of her soul, Let her panic, but let her have a kind of unspeakable pleasure - joy and can't stop

Unfortunately, heaven is not beautiful. At this time, a rooster crows in the distance. They wake up from the mysterious state. Song Qingshu takes off his coat and puts it on her. His voice is hoarse and says, "do you remember this time?"

Shen Bijun was already paralyzed and knelt down on the bed. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look up at each other. They didn't mention what had just happened.

From Song Qingshu's point of view, I just saw her neck. Her snow-white skin was pale pink. I knew that it was inevitable to make mistakes if I stayed here. I quickly said, "you should practice this internal skill well during this period of time. When you are almost done, I should come to pick you up." Leave a word in a hurry, then escape also like left.

Looking at his slightly embarrassed figure, Shen Bijun could not help floating a faint smile: "it seems that he is not like the rumor..."

At this time, suddenly a cool wind blowing, she subconsciously shivered, looked down, it was found that his clothes are wet, at this time, she and did not wear clothes and not much difference.

"Ah ~" there was a scream in the room, and Shen Bijun finally understood why song Qingshu had just left with a red face. He was so ashamed that he quickly took the quilt to cover his head. "It's really dead. It's dead..."

While rolling in the quilt, Shen Bijun suddenly touched each other's clothes. Then Shen Bijun remembered that he had just been put on his body by the other party. He could not help but feel warm and hesitated for a long time. After all, he slowly put his face into his clothes and smelled the residual breath of the other party. For a while, he couldn't help feeling a little crazy.

And song Qingshu left huifei palace in a hurry. Suddenly, he came back. What's his strength? In fact, in the case just now, you can stay there by playing a little tricks

Shaking his head, song Qingshu still dispels this tempting idea. Shen Bijun still has a big use for it. Now it's not a wise choice to get involved in emotional disputes with her. What's more, he's not the lengtouqing who has never seen a woman before. He still has some restraint.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and hesitated which way to go. After thinking that Zhao Min should be tired and still sleeping, he finally decided to go to ah Zi.

As for things like going to court at dawn, he left them behind. Anyway, yeluhongji was also a fatuous king. It was common for him not to go to court. He had been tossing about all night and had to take advantage of this time to have a good sleep.

Although it's almost dawn now, song Qingshu is so close to the end of the world that the patrolling guards can't find him at all. It's not long before he comes to the palace where ah Zi is.

When he opened the window and turned into the room, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, because there were many small traps in the window and the door, obviously to prevent the intruders.

All of a sudden, he could not help but feel pity: ah Zi grew up in Xingxiu sea. In order to protect herself, I'm afraid these small means have gone deep into the bone marrow. On weekdays, we only see her vicious, but we don't want her to survive in that kind of environment. How can we do without being cruel.

When he came to the window, he was a little silly, because he found that it was not ah Zi but ah Zhu lying on the bed - no, it should be said that there were two ah Zhu.

"Which one is violet?" Song Qingshu is not sure. Usually, he can judge from his eyes and clothes. But now the two sisters have the same sweet sleeping posture. They can't tell who is who.

"No matter, just try it." Song Qingshu reaches over and gently rubs one of them's face. He always stares at the other person's reaction when he wakes up. Once the situation is not right, he will immediately point her sleepiness acupoint to make her wake up tomorrow and think it's just a dream.

The girl opened her eyes vaguely. She saw that there were many people beside the bed. She was startled, but she saw each other's appearance clearly. The fright turned into surprise: "master?"

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he did not find the wrong person. Otherwise, he was really embarrassed: "how can you sleep in the same bed with a Zhu?" He asked in a low voice. There are so many rooms in the palace that there is no need to squeeze them into one bed.

A Zi looked at him suspiciously: "it's not you who make me and my sister inseparable, imitate her words and deeds, including sleeping together."

Song Qingshu patted his forehead, and then he remembered that he had mentioned it, but he didn't expect her to carry it out so thoroughly.

"Follow me to the next room. I need your service." Song Qingshu holds ah Zi up, but he feels that the girl is as light as a swallow. After practicing the joyful Zen of Tantrism, he finds that her body has become different from ordinary people. To some extent, it can be regarded as a gift, and the demand for that aspect is stronger than some non-human.

Ming Ming and Zhao Min had a hard time together in the afternoon. As a result, they were teased by sister Zhu and Shen Bijun one after another, making them hot and dry.

It's not convenient for the other girls to look there. After thinking about it, they decided to look for the fairy ah Zi.

Hearing his words, ah Zi's eyes seemed to be shining: "hee hee, ah Zi likes to be bullied by my master."

In a word, it's just like the thunder in the sky and the fire in the earth. Song Qingshu wants to put her in the right place immediately.

Seeing that he wanted to go out with himself in his arms, ah Zi hooked his neck and bit his ear: "why do you want to go next door? Isn't it good here?"

Song Qingshu took a look at Zhu and frowned, "your sister is still on the side."

Purple chuckled: "I don't mind, master, what do you mind?"

Song Qingshu has a black thread. He thinks that it has something to do with whether you mind. I'm talking about people's mind.

"Don't worry. Let's keep our voice down and don't wake her up." Violet, like a goblin, constantly tempts her master to sink into the abyss.