Fragrance Stealer

"Cough cough cough, that's enough." Song Qingshu coughed and pushed the flagon away. The difference in skill between the two was so great that even though Song Qingshu was drunk, Jiao Wan'er's hand was still easily pushed away.

"I remember that's not the way to drink wine?" Song Qingshu suddenly sat up with a confused expression.

The aura Song Qingshu showed at that moment just now reminded Jiao Wan'er of the fear of being dominated by him that night and the feeling of weakness and powerlessness. She was worried that it would stimulate the other party to wake up. Who knew that he was still so stupid.

It's better to make you more drunk, Jiao Wan'er showed a sly smile: "The rules of our Golden Snake Camp are different from other places, we all drink from wine jugs."

"Really?" Song Qingshu was stunned, apparently also confused by this rule, "Then bring the jug here, let's continue drinking."

Jiao Wan'er was secretly proud: "Drink, drink, drink, you won't die!" She hurriedly took the jug and sent it over.

Who knew that Song Qingshu quit after taking a sip: "We agreed to share a glass of wine, how can I drink it alone. Rou'er, come quickly, let's drink together."

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to move, and Jiao Wan'er felt a strong force coming out of nowhere, and she fell into his arms involuntarily.

Jiao Wan'er opened her mouth and was about to speak, when the spout of the jug was stretched out into her mouth, and a choking shot of strong wine was poured down her throat.

"You take a sip and I take a sip. This is the way to drink wine." Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction, and then let go of his hands.

"Cough, cough..." Jiao Wan'er struggled to sit up. Although she was the leader of the gang, she had never been strong enough to drink. She drank at least half of the pot just now.

Both cheeks were blushed, and Jiao Wan'er felt a little dizzy, knowing that she might also be a little drunk, she couldn't help but stare at Song Qingshu suspiciously, wondering if this bastard was really drunk or fake drunk!

As soon as she rolled her eyes, Jiao Wan'er thought about it, and said in a coquettish voice on purpose: "Brother Song...Brother Song, just now I heard that you did something sorry for Mrs. Luo...I don't know if it's serious or not?"

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) Jiao Wan'er had goosebumps all over her body when she called that demon that way, but now that she was Zeng Rou back then, it would be a pity to leave like this, and I just took the opportunity to get some information.

"Hey, Rou'er, why does your voice seem to have changed?" Song Qingshu looked up at her and asked with some doubts.

Jiao Wan'er was startled, and hurriedly said coquettishly: "Brother, you are drunk, why did your voice change?"

The sweet tone made Jiao Wan'er herself unable to believe that it was her who came out, and she immediately felt chills.

"It seems that I'm really drunk, and I even misheard your voice." Song Qingshu held his forehead and patted it lightly. "But Rou'er, you are really, you still call me big brother now."

Jiao Wan'er realized all of a sudden, her face turned red instantly, but in order to catch his words, she had to continue to pretend: "Msg... Gong..."

Although her voice was as soft as a mosquito, Jiao Wan'er was still too ashamed. She was so shameless that she would call other men husbands...

"But I was just trying to lie to him, anyway he didn't know it was me who shouted..." Jiao Wan'er couldn't help comforting herself in this way.

But as soon as she said this, Jiao Wan'er herself didn't realize that the look she was looking at Song Qingshu was no longer just hatred, but also had a hint of inexplicable meaning.

"So cute!" Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction, and leaned his head over to kiss her.

Jiao Wan'er had been on guard for a long time, pressed against his body, and asked, "Msg... Gong... You haven't answered the concubine's question yet."

"What's the problem?"

Seeing Song Qingshu's bewildered expression, Jiao Wan'er was so angry that she almost pulled out her dagger and stabbed at her. She had to take a deep breath and repeated: "You just mentioned that you did something wrong to Mrs. Luo, is that serious... ..."

Jiao Wan'er naturally understood how serious the incident was, she just wanted to slowly lower the other party's defense by asking this question, and worried that he would not want to tell the truth to Zeng Rou.

"Oh, I remembered." Song Qingshu's expression changed, and after a long silence, he sighed, "Of course it's serious, Mrs. Luo may never forgive me for the rest of her life."

As long as you know!

Jiao Wan'er bit her lips tightly, blood gradually oozing out: "I don't know... what did my husband do to Sister Wan'er?"

Song Qingshu opened his mouth, hesitated for a while but didn't say a word, and finally all turned into a sigh: "It's about Mrs. Luo's reputation, I can't say it."

Jiao Wan'er was unexpectedly relieved.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) With a sigh of relief, he didn't even tell his wife, and Xia Qingqing's behavior before contacting him didn't look like he knew about it. It seems that he still knows the seriousness.

Fortunately in misfortune, at least the two of them knew about it.

Jiao Wan'er paused for a moment, and asked a question that concerned her most: "Then...will Xianggong do that to Sister Wan'er in the future?"

"This..." Song Qingshu immediately fell into deep thought, which immediately tugged at Jiao Wan'er's heartstrings, "I don't know either."

"What!" Jiao Wan'er was suddenly so angry that she thought he was sincerely repenting. If he didn't pester her again in the future, Jiao Wan'er even planned to let this matter go, but she didn't know that she heard such an answer.

"I also know that this is wrong, but Mrs. Luo's unique graceful and elegant temperament has always fascinated me deeply. I'm afraid that if I can't control it, I will go to him again..."

Listening to Song Qingshu praising herself face to face, Jiao Wan'er suddenly felt a strange feeling, and forgot to be angry for a while, and the two of them just stood there quietly.

"Forget it, tonight is our big day, so we won't mention other women. A moment is worth a thousand dollars, Rou'er, let's sleep." Song Qingshu suddenly broke the silence.

"Ah?" Jiao Wan'er was dumbfounded all of a sudden. She drank so much wine for him just now, and thought that he would fall asleep from alcohol in a short time. Who knew that he didn't intend to fall asleep, so how could she get out of it? .

While Jiao Wan'er was hesitating, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, turned over and pressed her onto the bed, spraying the smell of alcohol on her face: "Rou'er, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you yours."

"No!" Jiao Wan'er's almond-shaped eyes widened all of a sudden, before she could react, her soft lips were blocked by Song Qingshu, leaving only a murmuring voice.

Hearing the woman's scream, Luo Liru, who had been hiding outside and listening to the corner of the wall, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The voices of the two people in the room were too low to hear clearly.Although Luo Liru felt that the woman's voice was a bit familiar, he didn't think too much about it, and said to everyone around him with a smile: "It's true that the big master has taken so long to get into the topic, why don't we gamble on how long the big master can last?" ?”

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The sister of the vip group administrator complained that in order to facilitate management, if you want to join the vip group in the future, you need to have more than a few fans. When you apply, you must first attach the vertical and horizontal id, and then verify it again after entering the group.

(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 543 Laughter outside the wall, embarrassment inside the wall

"It's still useful, the master's magic skills are world-class, and he can't catch his breath until dawn. ookxs." Luo Liru successfully aroused everyone's interest, and a group of people hid wretchedly in the corner, listening to the voice inside, while discussing.

"I don't think so. Although the head of the family is superb, his body is a little thin. He may not be invincible in bed."

"Tch, you think everyone has to be like you. Kong Chang has a slender body, and the head of the family is mistaken for thin body because of his handsome appearance. Have you never seen his strong chest and his clothes? Take it off, your body is full of tendons."

"Hey, have you seen the head take off his clothes?"

"Of course, you still remember the time when the head of the family called the wind and rain, because the whole body was wet by the rain and stained with the blood of the Tartars. Afterwards, I sent the head of the house a change of clothes. I was lucky enough to take a look. Tsk tsk, the head of the house is really A man's man."

"Hey, it looks like the sister of the Zeng family is going to suffer tonight."

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A group of people look at me and I look at you, smiling very obscenely.During this period of time Song Qingshu got along with them, and made these nasty jokes on weekdays, so they naturally didn't worry that they really annoyed Song Qingshu.

Suddenly there was a high-pitched cry in the room, Luo Liru winked at the person next to him, and said excitedly: "Go in, go in~"

"Old Luo, I really mean it. It's fine for us bachelors to listen to the corner here. You have a beautiful wife in your house. If you don't hug her and roll the sheets at this time, you will come here to blow the cold wind. Can't you?"

Hearing the jokes from his companions, Luo Liru blushed: "Go, go, I'm famous for my golden spear."