Huang Rong's pretty face flushed with shame. She opened her mouth several times, but she felt both remorse and guilt. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer.

Song Qingshu saw that she was in a state of despair, so he quickly helped her out and said, "great Xia Guo, I'm in a hurry to drink water. I didn't expect to disturb you."

"Drink water?" Guo Jing was stunned. His voice was not like the sound of drinking water, but he was not the kind of inquisitive person. Seeing song Qingshu's explanation, he replied, "I just asked casually. Don't mind, young Xia song."

"How can it be?" Song Qingshu said with a smile, "you have a good rest, great Xia Guo. I'll go to the western drugs with my wife to find out."

Guo Jing hesitated: "young Xia song, Ouyang Feng is good at using poison. I hope you can take good care of rong'er later."

Song Qingshu looked back at Huang Rong with a brighter smile: "don't worry, I will take good care of her." He deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of "care", but Guo Jing didn't know it. So Huang Rong was clear and subconsciously gave him a hard look.

Song Qingshu was shaken by her small eyes. She took her little hand and walked out. Huang Rong was staggered. As she walked out, she said goodbye to her husband: "brother Jing, I'll go first."

In the dark, Guo Jing smiles and nods: "rong'er, be careful all the way. Remember to follow the arrangement of young Xia song."

Listen to that asshole? Huang Rong really wants to pinch her husband. She really listens to song Qingshu's arrangement and doesn't want him to go to bed.

Huang Rong subconsciously looked back at Song Qingshu and saw that the other side was also looking at her. She couldn't help but turn her head with a guilty heart and answered vaguely: "I'll do it by chance." Worried that her husband would say something embarrassing to her without knowing it, Huang Rong hurried out as soon as her voice fell.

When she got out of the door and was blown by the cool wind at night, Huang Rong felt that her cheek had been burned out of shape. Seeing song Qingshu following her step by step, smiling, she stamped her feet subconsciously: "what are you laughing at? Are you so happy?"

Song Qingshu shrugged and replied, "great Xia Guo asked you to listen to my arrangement. Of course, I'm happy."

Huang Rong stares at him with hatred. Suddenly she smiles and walks up to him. Her hands are wrapped around the back of his neck. The whole person seems to have no strength to hang on him: "then how do you want to arrange me?"

Huang Rong's reaction is much more unexpected than song Qingshu's. after all, she looks like a wronged daughter-in-law who has been bullied before. Instead, she makes him wonder: "rong'er, are you... Are you ok?"

"That kind of... That kind of teasing people just now, but now come here to pretend to be serious?" Huang rongjiao snorted. Thinking of the absurd pictures tonight, her face turned even more red. "Hum, I want to understand. The more I resist and struggle, the more energetic you are. I'm not as good as you."

Song Qingshu's eyes flashed a different color. He thought that Huang Rong was really Huang Rong, and he grasped my mind so quickly... As she said, he enjoyed seeing her struggling between morality and desire

After Song Qingshu's surprise, he quickly responded. He reached for her chin and looked down at the charming young woman in his arms: "rong'er, you have the beauty of struggling, and you are submissive and provocative. I didn't expect you to adapt to our relationship so soon. In this case, let's do it again?"

"No... no!" Huang Rong is so scared that she looks pale. Her legs are still trembling when she walks. If she is tossed by him again, she may not be able to get out of bed.

When she ran out of song Qingshu's arms easily, Huang Rong couldn't help but be stunned. Then she noticed the joking smile on the other side's lips and said angrily, "you... You deliberately made fun of me."

"Who makes me so fond of doing..." Song Qingshu deliberately bited the stressed tone.

Huang Rong gave him a white look and sighed: "you've got what you want tonight. You can't play with fire like this any more. Just now, it's almost revealed. If brother Jing really sees me... How can you let me live like that?"

"Today is an on-the-spot performance, and I didn't expect that I would be so bold," Song Qingshu was also terrified, and then the conversation changed. "But the scene tonight is so exciting, I'm afraid I can't forget the taste of it in my life."

"Do you think I can forget it again?" Huang Rong sighed in her heart. She turned around and stood there without speaking.

Seeing that Huang Rong fell into silence, song Qingshu also knew that he had gone too far in the past. He quickly apologized and said, "rong'er, I'm not good tonight. I won't force you to do something you don't want to do in the future."

Huang Rong didn't believe him so easily. She replied faintly, "Song Gongzi's martial arts are unparalleled. Even if there is any evil idea in the future, I can't resist. So what's the point of saying these now?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "it's not impossible for you to say this kind of situation..." seeing Huang Rong's Willow eyebrows, he quickly added: "don't worry, rong'er, even if I really have some evil ideas, I will ask for your opinions. As long as you don't agree, I will not force you."

"Seriously?" Huang Rong's eyes finally showed a trace of joy.

"Every word of a gentleman is a whip of a horse." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

"Bah, if you are a gentleman, the gentlemen in the world are not worth much." Huang Rong spat. She thought that she didn't know which nerve was wrong before. She really regarded him as a gentleman and slept on his bed heartlessly. As a result, she was given that by him. It was hard to say.

Song Qingshu put her back in his arms with a smile: "I used to be a gentleman in front of rong'er, but only after we had a close relationship, I showed the other side. There are few people in the world who can see my side."

"Bah, I'm so honored to see you." Huang Rong subconsciously struggled twice, found that he was still in his arms, sighed and let him go.

If she had been in the past, she would never have been able to imagine that she would have been held in her arms by a man other than brother Jing. But now, being held by song Qingshu, she did not feel any discomfort. The other person's warm and broad chest even gave her a sense of security.

Huang Rong was so excited that she stopped some inexplicable thoughts in time. In order to divert her attention, she asked, "song... Do you think of how to take the antidote from the Western poison?"

Song Qingshu did not answer, but asked: "what do you call me?"

Huang Rong turns her head and purses her lips tightly. To be honest, she doesn't know how to call this man, young Xia song, young master song? But she didn't look like the leader of half a group in front of him; Brother Qingshu? She didn't want to shout to kill her.

"Rong'er, you can call me Qingshu in private in the future. It's neither too intimate nor too sentimental." Song Qingshu said.

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, and nodded at the thought that it was not difficult to shout like this.

Song Qingshu then said with a smile: "rong'er, with the resentment between your husband and wife and Ouyang Feng, he will definitely not give us the antidote, but it doesn't mean that we can't get the antidote."

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I am sorry for the recent update. I apologize for it. I will start to suck up tomorrow.