Fragrance Stealer

She had gritted her teeth and endured it before, but now that she has no scruples, Huang Rong finally began to hum softly. Of course, it was obvious that she had deliberately suppressed it at first.

But as Song Qingshu's fingers became faster and faster, Huang Rong felt pain for a while, tingling and numbness for a while, and tingling and numbness for a while, and the soft voice in her throat became more and more charming unconsciously.

Song Qingshu also heard his heartbeat speeding up at this time, thinking to himself, it's really terrible, do you think I'm Liu Xiahui who is still in her arms?Of course, he also knew that this was not what Huang Rong wanted to do on purpose. The qi surged through several sensitive meridians, and it was hard for a normal person to bear it. What's more, she had a high fever and was in a state of half-dream and half-awake. In this state, I didn't realize how attractive my voice was until later.

After practicing for an hour, Song Qingshu finally finished his treatment. At this time, Huang Rong was already limp on the bed.

Because of the unbearable pain during the process, did Huang Rong twist her body, and now most of her body has been exposed outside the quilt, revealing a moving body curve, Song Qingshu secretly called a fairy, and hurried to the bedside to cover her with the quilt again .

"Thank you." Huang Rong opened her eyes weakly, her messy hair was all wet with sweat and stuck to her temples, showing a trace of tenderness and pity.

Huang Rong has always been very delicate and beautiful, but she always exudes a mature style, and now she is showing a rare girlish look, which makes Song Qingshu have to sigh the Creator's favor for her.

"Where are your clothes, I'll change them for you with clean ones." Song Qingshu worried that if he continued, he would turn into a werewolf, so he hurriedly diverted his attention.

"No need." Huang Rong's voice was a little flustered.

Song Qingshu frowned: "You just finished exercising, and now your whole body is soaked in sweat. If you don't change into clean clothes immediately, you will probably get wind and cold into your body. When the time comes, your illness will get worse, and my previous efforts will be in vain."

"Okay, then I'll get it myself." Huang Rong struggled to get up as she spoke. Are you kidding me? In this day and age, women's clothes can't even be touched by their husbands, so how can they be allowed to be touched by other men?

It's a pity that she was already seriously ill, plus she was sweating all over after the treatment, and was even weaker. Just thinking about it, her hands softened, and she fell onto the bed again.

Song Qingshu hurriedly helped her to sleep, and said a little dumbfounded: "Rong'er, even if we don't care about our previous relationship, taking my current status as a doctor, I am a doctor who treats diseases. Doctors don't distinguish between men and women. Think about it this way." Is it acceptable?"

Huang Rong knew that it was unrealistic to get up to get it in her current state, so she stretched out an arm from under the bed and pointed to the wardrobe on the other side: "The clothes are over there, just get me a skirt."

"Okay." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, went to open the closet, picked and picked inside for a while, and then chose the one he was satisfied with, walked over and handed it to her.

Huang Rong saw that the clothes were still mixed with pink obscene clothes, her face was both shy and annoyed: "What are you doing?" Can he touch such intimate clothes?

Song Qingshu naturally knew what she wanted to say, and sighed: "You are soaked in sweat, how can you not change your underwear." He who came from a later life didn't think it was a big deal, let alone underwear in that era, a man I often go to the supermarket to buy aunt towels for my girlfriend.

Huang Rong twisted her body and felt a sticky discomfort all over her body, so she grabbed the clothes in his hand and quickly shrank them back under the quilt: "Go outside."

Song Qingshu's expression was strange: "Rong'er, are you sure? If I stand at your door and other people see me, there may be some gossip."

Huang Rong knew that he was cheating, but the situation the other party said was not impossible. Thinking of the possible risks, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then turn around and don't peek!"

Song Qingshu let out a long sigh: "Rong'er, you and I have known each other for so long, don't you know what kind of person I am? If I really want to see it, I will only look at it openly, and how can I sneak around?"

Huang Rong was silent, knowing that with the opponent's status of martial arts, there are ten thousand ways to do what she really wants to do to herself, and there is no need to go to such trouble, so she said apologetically: "Master Qi has a lot of people, and I am a woman, so naturally I can't help being a villain The heart measures the belly of a gentleman."

"King Qi one bite at a time," Song Qingshu's tone became more and more sad, "I remember that we were on Peach Blossom Island last time, and our relationship was obviously quite harmonious. Why did we grow so much different this time?"

Huang Rong gritted her teeth lightly, with an expression of hesitation, Song Qingshu also knew that it would be bad to talk about many things, so he turned around and ended the topic: "Change your clothes, I don't know how to read them. "

Looking at his tall back, Huang Rong's face was red. If it was another man, even if she turned around, she would never change clothes in the same room. But after spending so long with him, she also knows the other man's temperament , Biting his lip, after all, wrapped in the quilt, took off the sweat-soaked clothes, and began to put on new ones.

After a while Song Qingshu suddenly said: "Have you changed?"

Sensing something strange in his tone, Huang Rong couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is coming." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, the person's steps were light, and his martial arts should not be weak.

"Ah?" Huang Rong exclaimed, and her heart beat wildly. If outsiders saw the two of them in the same room and her clothes were disheveled, she would not be able to clean herself up by jumping into the Yellow River.

"It might not come to you, don't scare yourself." Song Qingshu retreated to the bed and whispered.

Huang Rong frowned, the other party came here in the middle of the night, not looking for herself or someone else, the key is that the lights in the room were not turned off, so she couldn't pretend to be asleep.

"Dong dong dong" At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door, obviously the other party was also afraid of disturbing the people in the room, "Madam Guo, are you there?"

Hearing this crisp and sweet voice with a few traces of tiredness, Song Qingshu was startled: Why is it her?

Huang Rong also recognized the other party's identity, subconsciously glanced at Song Qingshu at the side, and then said: "I don't know what's the matter with Miss Yang?" The person who came was Huang Shannu.

"I want to ask Madam something, is it convenient to come in and say it?" the woman in yellow shirt asked.

Huang Rong frowned, the situation in the room was naturally inconvenient: "Can we talk about it tomorrow during the day?"

"I also know it's a bit abrupt to come here in the middle of the night, but maybe we will set off for Beijing tomorrow, and we may not have the opportunity to talk to Madam at that time," the woman in the yellow shirt said in an apologetic tone, "I am very confused now, and I have I have a lot of doubts, I can’t find anyone else to talk about it, I just want to ask Madam, I hope Madam doesn’t mind.”

The other party's words have reached this point, Huang Rong has the nerve to refuse, the more important thing is that the other party's words are reasonable, she is worried that if the other party refuses again, it will arouse the other party's suspicion. up.

Huang Rong was originally an exquisite heart, and all kinds of possibilities came to mind in an instant.

"Wait a minute, girl." Huang Rong put on her clothes in a hurry, and said to Song Qingshu, "you can leave from the back window, so as not to be seen by her."

Song Qingshu smiled wryly and said: "Her martial arts are not weak. If I open the window and walk away at this time, she will definitely notice it. It would be bad if she suspects that you have met a foreign man in private." In fact, he was also curious about the woman in yellow shirt What do you want to say.

Huang Rong bit her lip, knowing what he was telling the truth, she had no choice but to say in a low voice, "Then you must hide it well, if you are found out, I really can't live."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Don't worry." He immediately hid in the screen behind the bed.

Huang Rong struggled to get up from the bed, and wanted to open the door for the other party, but after trying several times, she was a little weak. At this time, an invisible gust of wind gently swept the door bolt, and opened the door bolt.

Huang Rong was taken aback, knowing that Song Qingshu was sympathetic to her current state, and was moved but also worried that the girl in yellow would see something wrong, so she quickly said, "Miss Yang, please come in, the door is open."

The woman in yellow shirt pushed the door in, feeling a little puzzled in her heart. When she knocked on the door just now, the door should be locked. Could it be that she felt wrong?

"I don't know why Miss Yang visited late at night, what's the matter?" Huang Rong noticed her puzzled eyes, screamed inwardly, and hurriedly diverted her attention.

Only then did the woman in yellow come back to her senses: "I'm really sorry to disturb Madam late at night."

Huang Rong struggled to sit up, half leaning against the head of the bed: "It's okay."

"Ma'am, are you alright?" The yellow-clothed woman hurried over to help her, and suddenly noticed the messy clothes she had changed on the bed, and couldn't help but stare.

Huang Rong smiled slightly and said: "Before I felt a cold, just fell asleep and sweated all over. I changed clothes and didn't have time to tidy up. The girl laughed at me. It's Fu'er, a dead girl who clearly said to stay and take care of me. Instead, I fell asleep like a pig."

When the woman in yellow shirt saw Guo Fu sleeping soundly on the table beside her, her doubts disappeared: "The guards are everywhere tonight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go out and invite a doctor, why don't I go and invite an imperial doctor for my wife?" The emperor went out , Naturally, there are a few people from the hospital accompanying him.

Huang Rong shook her head slightly: "No need, I'm sweating all over, and I feel much better, girl, let's talk about you."

The woman in the yellow shirt opened her mouth, obviously hesitant: "I don't know how to start."

Huang Rong also became curious now: "Don't worry, just speak slowly."

After a long time, the woman in yellow shirt finally said: "Madam is extremely witty, she has guarded Xiangyang these years, I am afraid I can only tell Madam about my troubles."

Huang Rong didn't interrupt, she quietly acted as a qualified listener.

Huang Shinu then continued: "How does Madam think of King Song Qi?"

Huang Rong was taken aback by her question. At first, she thought that the other party saw something, but when she saw her eyes full of confusion and pain, she realized that she had misunderstood: "King Qi, you are so young. With the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, it can be said that he is a dragon and a phoenix among people."

Knowing that the other party is hiding behind the screen, she doesn't know how proud she is when she hears this, but in front of the woman in the yellow shirt, she can only make an objective evaluation like this: "And he is handsome and unrestrained, and I don't know how many girls' boudoirs. Dreamer."