Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 64—Who Is It Cheaper?

Duolong and Zhang Kangnian looked at each other, and the same thought flashed in their hearts: It is still the best twins of Brother Wei, and other women, it is terrible to be jealous of the other women.

After Shui Sheng's impulsiveness, he couldn't help but regret it now. He glanced at Song Qingshu in fear. Seeing that he was noncommittal, he couldn't help but spit out his tongue. It was really cute. Fortunately, they were far away from the crowd, otherwise a group of big men would see him. She is obviously dressed in men's clothing, but she has the attitude of a little girl, which may cause another general disturbance.

Xia Qingqing couldn't help but stomped her foot, and glanced at Song Qingshu angrily, thinking how this Wei Xiaobao was so stupid, the answer came before her eyes, but was taken advantage of by other men, and she couldn't help thinking about what to use later. What is the reason for inviting him to his room...

Song Qingshu didn’t take it seriously at first, but just now, when I met Xia Qingqing’s smiling and angry eyes, my apex could not help but was shaken. He cleared his throat and said, “I happen to have it here too. One copy, I hope Girl Youyou can give me some advice."

Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she thought it was just right, even if you were not right, I had the right to invite you into the house for a while, anyway, this girl is the referee, I have the final say tonight!

"Master Wei is very talented, must he do something extraordinary?"

Song Qingshu stood up, concealed his inner strength, and sent his answer to everyone's ears: "Girl Youyou's upper unit is'Smoke Locking Pond Willow', and the lower unit is'Peach Burning Jinjiang Embankment'."

Regardless of the good or bad of the couplet that everyone had been dealing with before, there was always a group of people who commented after giving the second couplet. As soon as Song Qingshu's voice fell, the court fell into a strange tranquility.

Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes were full of colors, and she quietly glanced at the profile of Song Qingshu, feeling very melancholy: "If my cousin had his literary talent, how great..."

Xia Qingqing glanced at him in surprise, looked around, pursed her lips and smiled: "Master Wei is the best tonight, you must have no opinion?"

"Okay!" A group of people applauded. Everyone wandered around the land of fireworks. At least the demeanor was still a bit vulgar. Although everyone was a client, the bottom line of the client was still there. Song Qingshu's answer is indeed the best in the audience, no one will be so indifferent at this time to pick the bones in the egg.

"If this is the case, then Youyou will invite Young Master Wei to go upstairs." Xia Qingqing smiled, leaving a graceful back that made the audience drool and disappeared in the back hall.

Soon a maid came forward to invite: "Master Wei, my girl would like to please."

Song Qingshu was struggling in his heart, should he go or not? If you go, your glorious and stalwart image will inevitably be damaged. If you don't go... well, are you still a man!

With a smile on his face, Song Qingshu politely followed the maid, and walked upstairs in the envy and jealous eyes of a group of men.

"Big pervert, dead thief!" Shui Sheng felt irritated, and sat down and kept pouring himself a few glasses of water and wine. Chapter 64—Who Is It Cheaper?

"Sister Shui, Young Master Song is so elegant and extraordinary. This trip may not be as unbearable as others think." Wang Yuyan blushed, she couldn't say the word obscenity. Seeing Shui Sheng looked jealous, she was both a woman. Can not help but speak out.

"What does he want to do has nothing to do with me..." Shui Sheng smiled reluctantly, resting his cheek in his hand, sitting in a dazed position.

"Uh, why is the hall so deserted, how about Brother Song?" Wei Xiaobao just came back and asked questioningly, feeling bitter and hateful in his heart. He slipped into the wine cellar by car, and happened to run into a little servant and a maid cheating. Although I was full of my eyes, I had to hide in the wine cellar for a long time, so I came back for so long.

"What!" Hearing that Song Qingshu was invited by the Oiran Youyou girl into the Fragrant Boudoir, Wei Xiaobao looked strange and heartbroken: Grandma is a bear, Grandpa, I have gone through thousands of hardships before I changed the wine sent to the Oiran's room into a fan of spring wine, Ben I want to...I don't know if it's all cheaper for him!

Uh, speaking of being with this little white face, his peach blossom luck is simply a big loss... Wei Xiaobao glanced at Wang Yuyan and Shui Sheng who hadn't paid attention to him at all, and felt bitter in his heart.

Following the maid to a quiet hut, Song Qingshu smelled the sweet smell of rouge. For a while, he was banqueting some business partners in the past. He often visited these romantic places, "I don’t know about these ancient prostitutes and the exquisite modern ones. Compared with the fox spirits, whose methods are better..."

"Master Wei, please come in and sit down." While Song Qingshu was stunned, there was a sweet and seductive voice from behind the bead curtain.

After sitting down next to her, Song Qingshu had the opportunity to look at her closely, and saw that she had changed into a light green gauze dress, with long dark hair scattered on her shoulders, endlessly charming and lazy. The face is thinly powdered, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are all springy, and a pair of watery eyes are dripping with water.

Song Qingshu's face turned a little red when she was swept away by her eyes that looked like Ye Feiye, and she lowered her head subconsciously and did not dare to look again.

Xia Qingqing smiled in her heart, saying that Wei Xiaobao was a greedy and erotic, who knew he was so shy.

As a married woman, she has long since faded from the youthfulness of a girl. In addition, since she was born as a child of a quagmire, there are not so many scruples between her words and deeds, and she is determined to complete the task without revealing flaws, but she doesn't mind at all. Show the other side the tens of thousands of customs that originally belonged to Yuan Chengzhi alone.

Song Qingshu was a little bit annoyed about why he acted like a novice brother. He had never experienced it when he acted on the scene that year. He immediately packed up his thoughts, raised his head and smiled and asked, "I don't know what the third question is Girl Youyou?"

"The night is long, and there is time, so why should the son be so impatient?" Xia Qingqing smiled, "I saw the son of the great talent today, so quietly admired, first respect the son."

Seeing the other party’s slender hand holding a wine glass, Song Qingshu was a bit dry for a while, stretched out his hand and went to Chapter 64, who is it cheaper?

After receiving it, he accidentally touched the soft skin of the other party.

A gleam of cold flashed in Xia Qingqing's eyes, thinking that it was not to delay the time waiting for Big Brother Yuan and the others to clean up the outside guards, but to kill him with a single sword.

Song Qingshu was unaware of the murderous intent hidden in the gentle village, and drank the wine in the cup. The wine poured into his stomach, and it instantly turned into seven points of enthusiasm, but it could not erase the coldness that came from the finger skin of the other party just now. Comfortable feeling.

"Who is Miss Youyou from?" Song Qingshu asked. In his previous life, he often laughed at a friend who persuaded the young lady to follow up every time he went to the club. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help but feel the same at this moment, very sorry for such an outstanding character. How could it fall into the dust.

"The little girl has long forgotten," Xia Qingqing's eyes flashed with nostalgia, and she smiled, "Tonight, the beautiful city of Liangcheng, is it good for us to talk about the wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon, why bother to talk about the sad things." The misery and helplessness are performed vividly.

"It's impolite," thinking that what she said just now might have pierced her life's sadness, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little sorry, "this glass of wine is now apologizing."

"The son is a distinguished guest, how dare you let the son drink boring wine alone?" Xia Qingqing smiled lightly, picked up the flask replaced by Wei Xiaobao, poured a glass out, and drank it all in one go. Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. On the contrary, I mistakenly think that everything is from my own intention...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that the jaw was pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt that the wine in the pot was like a jade