Fragrance Stealer

"Have you figured it out? Don't lose your memory. It was just because of your indecision that you gave away the glory and wealth that your husband's and natal families got." Song Qingshu admired the struggling expression on Jiao Wan'er's face, feeling an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

"Think it through." Jiao Wan'er took a deep breath and made a calm decision.

"Take it off." Song Qingshu half-lyed on the side of the bed, looking at her with a half-smile.

How can you be sure that I'm not planning to reject you?

Jiao Wan'er glared at him resentfully, but unfortunately she still didn't dare to say no, and reached for the skirt around her waist tremblingly.

After a long time, Song Qingshu saw that her hands were still on the belt, and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Don't test my patience."

Song Qingshu's snort was like a heavy hammer, completely destroying Jiao Wan'er's last line of defense. Two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks, and the clothes on her body fell off one by one like flying butterflies.

"Come here!" Song Qingshu's commanding tone seemed to carry a trace of irresistible magic, and Jiao Wan'er walked towards the bed step by step...

When the sunlight of dawn came in through the window, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, first he was confused, but soon remembered something, and suddenly looked around.

A familiar yet unfamiliar woman was sleeping next to her, and the wet tears on her face made her unable to maintain her usual dignified and graceful temperament, and the only thing left was weakness.

The skin exposed to the air, the traces left on it showed how violent a storm she had experienced at the latest.

"How could this be?" Song Qingshu gasped, he recognized that this woman was Jiao Wan'er from the Golden Dragon Gang.

Carefully recalling everything yesterday, Song Qingshu vaguely remembered some things, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.

Why did I suddenly become so violent and terrifying?Song Qingshu's thoughts turned like lightning, and he was startled very quickly. Could it be that the inner demon of Tantric exercises appeared again?

The defeated hero became the Golden Snake King, defeated the Qing army of [-], conquered the city and became the dominant prince... Song Qingshu almost forgot about the demon during this time.

Countless amazing and brilliant people of Tantric Buddhism have finally gone to the annihilation of body and spirit, why can I be an exception...

When Song Qingshu was in a trance, he suddenly raised his head as if feeling something, and found that Jiao Wan'er had woken up and was looking at him in horror.

"Mrs. Luo." Song Qingshu subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"Don't touch me!" Jiao Wan'er screamed in fright.

Song Qingshu was even more apologetic: "I know nothing can make up for the harm I did to Madam, but I still want to tell Madam that I was not the real me last night, I was just..." Song Qingshu was stunned and couldn't continue. How can he explain it?

"Is it meaningful to say these things now?" Jiao Wan'er was about to bite her lips to bleed, "I just hope that the master remembers the promise made yesterday, and the concubine will leave first."

After speaking, Jiao Wan'er covered her body with the quilt and stood up. Even though the other party had watched everything she should and shouldn't have seen last night, she still subconsciously resisted exposing her body to men other than her husband.

Who knew that just as she stood up, the numbness from between her legs made her suddenly unsteady, and she staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ma'am, be careful." Song Qingshu supported her with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"You don't have to worry about it." Jiao Wan'er turned pale, pushed her away with a palm, grabbed the dress that was scattered on the floor, and walked behind the screen.

"You were such a beast last night, but now you're here to pretend to be a gentleman." Jiao Wan'er felt her legs were a little soft when she walked, and her whole body was floating, and she couldn't help thinking bitterly.

Hearing the sound of getting dressed from behind the screen, Song Qingshu might have thought about it before, but in this situation, how can he relax, thinking of Jiao Wan'er's identity, if what happened yesterday was exposed, he would have finally established it it's all over...

"Why don't you... silence her?" Song Qingshu was startled, why did such a terrible thought come to his mind?Huan. Xi's Zen method is indeed full of evil nature. With the deepening of the skill, it seems that one's xinxing is also unconsciously changed.

Up to now, Song Qingshu has to admit that the way that 'him' dealt with last night was the most appropriate.

Song Qingshu understands that he must not be kind to a woman at this moment. If Jiao Wan'er sees half of kindness, I'm afraid she will never be controlled again. Once she makes what happened last night public...

Jiao Wan'er came out from behind the screen, passed by the dressing table, looked at the woman with disheveled temples in the mirror, and couldn't help but feel sore: she was no longer a clean woman.

Looking at the man not far away, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but wonder why this man changed so much overnight, he was so violent last night and didn't know how to feel pity at all, but he was so gentle just now. More like the man admired by thousands of people on weekdays...

"Have you seen enough?" When Jiao Wan'er was thinking wildly, Song Qingshu's cold voice woke her up suddenly.

"The concubine is leaving first." Jiao Wan'er didn't want to stay in this nightmare place anymore, and said with a low eyebrow.

"Remember what I said to you last night. If Madam accidentally says something that shouldn't be said, I don't need to repeat it!" Even though Song Qingshu has returned to normal now, he still has to imitate the old lady from yesterday. His tone was menacing.

Jiao Wan'er's face turned pale, and she trembled slightly: "I understand."

ps

In today's general environment, the standards of various websites are very strict, and I don't want to create a harmonious book with painstaking efforts.

Many people who don't know this book think that this book is mainly ambiguous when they see the title or something.

But I solemnly declare that I may occasionally write some ambiguous adjustments, but the main energy is definitely not writing ambiguous,

To write this book, I have read Jin Yong's 14 novels countless times, just to make the overall plot more natural;

In order to better frame the entire world view, I also read the history books of the Mongolian, Liao, Jin, and Xixia dynasties. Unfortunately, the history of the Song Dynasty is too much, and I can’t read it all. This is a digression...

I expended so much energy because I wanted to write an unprecedented golden book comprehensive martial arts novel, and I also wanted to include court plots and state-to-state rivalry, not for ambiguity or anything.

Therefore, I will basically take all kinds of ambiguous plots in one stroke in the future,

Of course, sometimes I may have a whim and write something out of interest and put it in the VIP reader group;

But it certainly doesn't happen every time, so don't expect too much.

Chapter 536

"Think he has changed, so he is a devil in his bones!" Jiao Wan'er couldn't help laughing at his previous innocence.

"You go down."

Hearing the man's words, Jiao Wan'er seemed to be pardoned: "Yes!" She turned around and ran out staggeringly. When she saw the rising sun, her cold body from inside to outside felt a little warmth.

Jiao Wan'er hurried back to her courtyard, seeing her husband in the back room still sound asleep, her tears couldn't stop streaming down: My silly brother, do you know that I was bullied last night...

Standing in front of Luo Liru's bed, looking at the weathered look on his face, Jiao Wan'er understood that he was really tired from fighting all over these days, no wonder he didn't intend to wake up after sleeping.

Covering her husband with a distressed quilt, Jiao Wan'er opened her mouth several times to say something, but in the end everything turned into a wordless sigh.

Jiao Wan'er's face turned red suddenly, it turned out that while running all the way just now, what the demon left in her body last night actually flowed out!

Embarrassed and frightened at the same time, Jiao Wan'er glanced at her husband, and seeing that he didn't notice her abnormality, she hurriedly ran to the next room with her skirt, and ordered the maid to prepare a tub of hot water for her.

Jiao Wan'er shed tears over and over while rubbing and washing her body over and over again. I don't know how long it took, until the skin all over her body turned red, she didn't stop at all.

"Junior Sister, why are you taking a bath so early in the morning?" Her husband Luo Liru's voice came from outside the door.

Jiao Wan'er was startled, and hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks. Luo Liru had already opened the door and entered, and stopped in front of the screen, showing no intention of going in.

In this era, the relationship between husband and wife is not as open as that of the later generations. It is not appropriate for someone like Luo Liru to appear in his wife's bathing room. Impossible to run directly to the edge of the tub.

"My body is dirty and I want to wash it off." Jiao Wan'er bit her lip and almost cried.