Fragrance Stealer

After a tender cry, Song Qingshu finally fully tasted the softness and moistness of He Tie's delicate body...

I don't know how long it took, He Tie hung his hands on Song Qingshu's chest, his eyes were blurred, he was infinitely shy, and there were fine and dense sweat spots on his forehead and the tip of his nose, "My poison has not been completely cured..."

"More? How many times has it been..." Song Qingshu was a little lost. Due to internal injuries, he had lost all his strength. Now that his body is weak, he gradually felt unable to do what he wanted.

"I won't embarrass my son." He Tieshou showed a charming smile, took a breath, and slowly sank into the water.

Song Qingshu only felt his body tense, his eyes suddenly opened round, and he closed his eyes quickly and relaxed, with a satisfied expression on his face.

After a long time, He Tie came to the surface of the water with his hand, wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "The concubine said that the young master will definitely do it..."

"The twenty-eight girl's body is like a crisp, and she cuts a fool with a sword at her waist. Although she doesn't see the head off, she secretly makes people's bone marrow dry." Song Qingshu murmured, his expression became fierce, "Bone marrow is dry, bone marrow is dry, I will fight " After finishing speaking, she pushed it up, and the water splashed layer by layer, and the sound of fairy music resounded in the pool again, Yue'er seemed to be shy, and hid in the clouds.

Looking at He Tieshou who put on his dress, turned around and left, Song Qingshu said depressedly: "You just left?"

"Why, do you still need me to be responsible to you?" He Tieshou turned his head and said coldly, the previous gentleness had long since disappeared.

Song Qingshu took a breath, a little unaccustomed to such a big gap, and said with a sneer: "Although every man has a headache about this, I still want to remind you that we have done it so many times just now, what if you get pregnant? manage?"

He Tieshou paused, and just when Song Qingshu thought there was something going on, she turned her head and smiled: "Don't worry, I will force out what you left in my body with internal force."

Dazed for a moment, He Tieshou disappeared, and Song Qingshu murmured: "It's really an eye-opener. People in the martial arts have such a natural and pollution-free contraceptive method. Compared with Okamoto 003, it's so weak... ...But other things are fine, but those who eat into the stomach...and then spit it out of the mouth, are they really a man?"

All the way back from the Holy Beast Pool, Song Qingshu always felt unhappy. Although theoretically he took advantage, why did He Tieshou's attitude give him the illusion that he was a human-shaped cucumber that he threw away after he ran out.

"Brother Song, are you back?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhong Ling on the bed tried to open his eyes, and said sleepily, "Hey, why are you soaked?" When she saw that Song Qingshu's whole body was covered with water, He sat up all at once.

"Well, I didn't notice my feet in the dark just now, and fell into the pool." Song Qingshu said with a smile, "You don't have to worry, I have already sent someone to send a set of clean clothes."

"My mother said that if you don't change your wet clothes right away, you will catch a cold easily. Brother Song, take off your clothes quickly, I... promise not to look at them." Zhong Ling seemed a little anxious.

"I'm a big man, even if I'm seen by a little girl like you." Song Qingshu laughed and said, "Okay, go back to sleep by yourself, I will handle it myself."

"When the disciples of the Five Poisons come to deliver clothes to Brother Song, can Brother Song lie down on the bed with me for a while?" Zhong Ling was obviously embarrassed.

Song Qingshu changed her mind, and soon understood what she was thinking. She must be worried that the five poisons believers would see the two of them sleeping in separate beds, and finally reported to Lan Fenghuang.

"Is Lan Fenghuang so scary? You are too timid." Song Qingshu was quite speechless.

"That woman is really fierce." Zhong Ling wrinkled her nose and snorted, "Since you want to lie to her, you have to prepare everything."

"I'm already very sleepy, but I don't have the time to change it over and over again. I'll go to bed first, and when someone knocks on the door, you can help me get my clothes in." Song Qingshu yawned, only I felt my back hurting, and I wished I could fall down and fall asleep immediately.

"Then go to bed and sleep!" Zhong Ling said hastily.

"That's what you said!" Song Qingshu felt that he had done her a favor by letting her go, so he was too lazy to be polite to her, so when he walked to the bed, he took off his wet clothes and looked for them casually. After wiping the handkerchief, he got into bed and fell asleep, "It smells so good..." This was Song Qingshu's last consciousness before falling asleep.

Zhong Ling's face was flushed with shame, and she put down her hands covering her eyes. Just now she was curious, and peeked through her fingers, but saw something she shouldn't have seen, and her heart beat wildly. There was a sound of sleeping soundly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bang bang bang~" Hearing the knock on the door, Zhong Ling quickly ran over to open the door, and deliberately stepped aside to show Song Qingshu sleeping on the bed to the five-poison maid at the door. Zhong Ling turned her head casually, pretending to look at her Looking at the appearance of the roof, I guessed that the other party had seen it, so I reached out to take the clothes she sent.

After closing the door, Zhong Lingqiao blushed slightly, and spat secretly: That woman showed such an evil smile just now, she must have thought of nothing good, but this is good, it will be easier to deceive Lan Fenghuang.

Putting the clothes on the table, Zhong Ling remade the bed that had just been made up, and lay down on it to sleep for a while, only to feel flustered, turned to look at the bed, saw that Song Qingshu was in a deep sleep, hesitated for a moment, then got up He tiptoed over, took off his shoes and socks, and lay down on the bed.

It's a pity that Big Brother Song took up all the pillows by himself. Zhong Ling gave him a bitter look, then took the other's hand and placed it under the back of her head. She immediately felt much more comfortable, and she had a good plan in her mind: Big Brother Song Sleeping so deeply, I must wake up very late tomorrow, be careful yourself, get up before he wakes up, forgive him and don't know what happened, hmph...

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned, Zhong Ling finally relaxed after a day of worry and fear, and fell asleep very deeply.Although Song Qingshu had worked hard all night, he was young after all, and quickly regained his vitality. In the morning, he only felt numb in his arms. He opened his eyes suspiciously, and noticed that Zhong Ling was hugging him like an octopus with his head resting on his head. There was also a small puddle of saliva on his arm.

When Zhong Ling woke up, she found that Song Qingshu was sitting at the table eating breakfast, her face flushed with shame, she pulled the quilt and covered her head with a net, "It's a shame, Zhong Ling, you damn girl, it's a shame It's..."

"Sister Ling'er, do you want to eat Dali's special rice cake and bait?" Song Qingshu smiled.

"Hmph, people often eat this at home, what's so strange?" Zhong Ling knew that hiding was not an option, so she jumped off the bed.

"Oh, I forgot that you are from Dali." Song Qingshu was taken aback and realized.

"Young Master Song, did you rest well last night?" There was a charming smile from outside the door, Song Qingshu saw Zhong Ling's face change, looked up, and it was indeed Lan Fenghuang.

"I can't get enough rest, but I'm a little tired." The scene of the battle in the water pool last night emerged in Song Qingshu's mind, and he was really tired.

"I heard what my subordinates said, and I heard that the young master is so tired that his whole body is drenched in sweat." Lan Fenghuang showed a strange smile, and without waiting for Song Qingshu's answer, he came to Zhong Ling and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Bring it."

Zhong Ling pursed his lips, reluctantly took out the white scarf stained with Song Qingshu's blood from his bosom, and handed it over.

Seeing the bright blood stains on the white scarf, Lan Fenghuang leaned over to Song Qingshu's ear and said, "Mr. Song really doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade. You can do it to such a young girl?"

Song Qingshu almost spit out a sip of soup from his mouth, who the hell forced Zhong Ling to be a prostitute yesterday, and forced Zhong Ling to accompany him by various means.

"Okay, let's stop teasing you. Dongfang Hierarch has invited Mr. Song to her residence." Noticing the look on Song Qingshu's face, Lan Fenghuang chuckled.

"Then what should she do?" Song Qingshu worried that once he left, Zhong Ling would be taken to an unknown place by Lan Fenghuang.

"Yo, it really deserves to be a one-day husband and wife, a hundred days of grace, little girl, you are really good at making Mr. Song fall in love with you in just one night." Lan Fenghuang glanced at Zhong Ling in surprise, and said with a charming smile, "Since the young master likes her, she will naturally continue to stay here to serve the young master."

"This woman is full of nonsense, and I hate it very much." Zhong Ling was secretly sullen, but did not dare to show it.

Song Qingshu was finally relieved, and followed Lan Fenghuang to Dongfang Muxue's residence. The first time they met, Dongfang Muxue took a look at his face, and suddenly said angrily: "Lan Fenghuang, limbs are weak, Lan Fenghuang, don't you?" Good job you did!"

Chapter 179 The Rippled Bet

Lan Fenghuang was startled, and said in a low voice: "Didn't the leader ask me to treat him well?"

With a flash of red, Dongfang Muxue had already come to Song Qingshu's side, grabbed his wrist, checked his pulse, and said angrily: "Song Qingshu is seriously injured now, how could I let you treat him with sex!"

"You're not going to fight yourself, are you?" Dongfang Muxue suddenly looked suspiciously at Lan Fenghuang.

Lan Fenghuang felt a chill in his heart when he heard that, and quickly explained: "I am the woman of the leader, how dare I find other men."

"Fox spirit, stinky and shameless." Qu Feiyan beside him slandered endlessly.

"Then throw that woman last night to the snake cave." Dongfang Muxue's face was as heavy as water, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Song Qingshu was secretly furious when he heard it, regardless of whether he did anything to Zhong Ling last night, but everyone has already agreed that she has become his own woman, but Dongfang Muxue decides the life and death of the people in the room without asking. It makes no sense.

"You don't seem to have asked me what I mean?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"No need." Dongfang Muxue replied lightly.

"Really? If you don't ask me, how will you know who that woman was last night?" Song Qingshu recognized the reality of "man is a knife and I am a fish" and knew that there is no way to protect Zhong Ling by force, so he had to rely on talking.

"Huh?" Dongfang Muxue looked at Lan Fenghuang suspiciously.

Lan Fenghuang seemed puzzled: "Isn't that the little girl who was captured yesterday?"

"Of course not," Song Qingshu shook his head, "And she is not a little girl, she is Princess Ling'er, the daughter of Duan Zhengchun, the southern king of Dali Town, and the Five Poison Sect is in Dali. It's better to win her over."

As the leader of a sect, Dongfang Muxue certainly knows the priorities. If she was an ordinary little girl, she would be killed if she killed her, but as the other party is the princess of Dali, it would be much more convenient for her to make a fuss. Her strength has been greatly damaged, and she plans to return to Heimuya one day, so she is naturally unwilling to give up any potential help.