The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

Just when Madam Yue's heart was at war between heaven and man, Song Ning did not make any more verbal teasing.

Instead, he directly expressed his intentions.

Hearing Song Ning's confession, Madam Yue's heart beat faster again, as if she was about to jump out at this moment.

Scenes from the past flashed across her mind, instantly turning into strands of love, pouring into every cell of her body.

"But... I am your teacher's wife..."

Madam Yue spoke weakly.

"Not now."

Song Ning whispered in her ear.

Rough breaths spewed out one after another.

Madam Yue almost melted.

"Ning'er..."

Madam Yue called weakly.

"Do you really like me?"

At this moment, she was thinking in her mind: "I am alone now, and if I combine with Ning'er, there is nothing to say...just..."

I don't know why, but I always feel very ashamed when I think of the relationship between the two of them in the past.

Even if you can face it in your own heart, how can you face others?

This is the last line of defense in her heart.

As for the others, firstly, she hadn't been touched by a man for almost a year, and secondly, she liked Song Ning herself, but because of the master-student relationship, she suppressed everything in her heart on weekdays.

So at the moment Song Ning was holding her, except for the bottom line, heart and body, Song Ning had already breached all defenses.

It's like two armies fighting, Song Ning's army has already defeated all her generals, and now they are attacking her tent with spears and killing all directions inside.

The sea in her mind surged up one after another.

The whole person directly lied to Song Ning.

"Master, are you worried about other people's opinions?"

"Yes……"

"Master, don't worry. After the matter is settled, I will take my wife to live in seclusion, and I will never care about the affairs of the world."

As soon as these words came out, the image of the two of them lovingly living together in the future immediately appeared in Madam Yue's mind.

In a place where no one knows, don't care what other people think.

"Ning'er, do you... really think so?"

"Ah."

After saying this word, Song Ning suddenly flipped his hands and was about to put Mrs. Yue on the ground.

"Ning'er...the ground is dirty..."

"I forgot that my wife loves to be clean."

All of a sudden, he hugged Madam Yue with both hands.

"How about going to that stream up ahead?"

As he spoke, without waiting for Madam Yue's response, he carried her directly to a stream not far away.

After a while, there was the sound of water churning in the stream, one sound after another.

One sound passed quickly.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the sound of water gradually stopped...

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26 Song Ning VS Feng Qingyang in the last battle before comeback

The stars and the moon hang low.

The bright moonlight shone on the side of the mountains, as bright as day.

On the bank of the stream, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly.

The man's chest is firm, and the woman's curves are alluring.

The two hugged tightly, as if they had merged into one.

There were insects chirping in the grass, making the place even more silent.

In this environment, listening to the sound of insects and running water, my mind subconsciously calms down, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with me.

Think about nothing, do nothing.

Just holding it like this is very beautiful.

"Ning'er...I...so happy..."

Half of the woman was lying on the man's body, her flushed and hot cheek pressed against his chest.

"I have lived for so many years, and I have never lived so happily..."

The man kissed her beautiful hair and asked, "Does Mistress like it?"

"I like...very...like..."

In just a few words, the woman's voice lowered as she spoke.

Then she seemed to notice something, and said shyly, "Ning'er...you...why do you still call me Master?"

"I……"

A smile flashed across Song Ning's eyes.

Madam Yue, who was lying on top of him, suddenly thought of something: "Do you just like to call me Shi Niang, you just called me every time, I'm so ashamed..."

"Yeah, my favorite name is Shi Niang..." Song Ning smiled unconsciously, "Just now it seemed that Shi Niang liked it too..."