All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Song Xiang squinted his eyes and smiled, then took off his shoes and got on the bed, then got into bed naturally.

"Hey, whose young man is this? The color is so good..." Song Xiang deliberately lifted Qian Shuxing's chin with his right hand and said in a frivolous tone, "Are you unwilling to sleep with me today?"

"I'm the young husband of the Xiangxiang family. Don't let the wild thieves touch me. Please respect yourself!" Qian Shuxing cooperated with Song Xiang's acting and deliberately looked cold.

Song Xiang clicked his tongue and continued: "It looks so good-looking, I'm a little embarrassed to do anything!"

Qian Shuxing laughed in a muffled voice, with the corners of his lips curved: "Humph! The bold and lewd thief, why don't you hurry up and catch him!"

Song Xiang touched Qian Shuxing's chin downward, untied the ties of Qian Shuxing's obscene clothes, and said seductively: "My dear husband, you are the one who should be captured without mercy, right?"

"How about you sleep with me obediently?"

Qian Shuxing's body froze completely. He lowered his eyes at a loss and felt the two ties on his chest being untied. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

"Xiangxiang..."

Song Xiang responded, propped himself up, and kissed her.

"Hmm!" Qian Shuxing said with a flushed face as he felt the warmth on his lips leave at the first touch, "Xiangxiang, you...were you just teasing me?"

Song Xiang folded his hands behind his head, lay on his back and looked at the top of the bed, smiling wantonly: "Fool, what do you think I want to do?"

Qian Shuxing recalled the scene just now, feeling empty in his heart. He looked sideways at Song Xiang and said in a trembling voice: "If Xiangxiang wants to, I can..."

Qian Shuxing didn't say anything, but Song Xiang understood.

Song Xiang took out his hand, lay down again, hugged Qian Shuxing, and said gently: "Shu Xing, don't think nonsense, I'm just teasing you, not what you think!"

"Just wait for me to marry you, okay..."

"Well..." Qian Shuxing hugged Song Xiang back and said in a low voice: "Xiang Xiang, I like you so much!"

Song Xiang patted Qian Shuxing's back and coaxed softly: "Shu Xing, I like you too, I only like you!"

"Heaven and earth are proof, I, Song Xiang, have only admired Qian Shuxing for one person in my life. I am willing to raise eyebrows with Qian Shuxing and grow old together!"

Qian Shuxing listened to Song Xiang's vows word by word. The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of spring, as if there were thousands of amorous feelings hidden in them, exuding a deep love and obsession that even he himself was not aware of.

"Xiangxiang, Shu Xing will only marry you in this life..." As if to respond to Song Xiang, Qian Shuxing hugged Song Xiang into his arms. Countless feelings surged deep in his eyes, burning like the red thread of Yuelao, tightly. Wrap around your sweetheart.

At this moment, the clear moonlight filled the bed, as if it was going to act as a matchmaker for the two of them.

...

The Song family’s big room…

Feng Mian sat at the tea table, his cold figure looking thinner under the oil lamp...

Dengzhu curled his lips and replied with confusion in his tone: "The younger one followed Taro's carriage to Xiluo Thatched Cottage. When he saw Taro helping the eldest lady to climb into the school building, he didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly drove the carriage came back…"

"Sir, what do you think she did by climbing over the wall and entering the school in the middle of the night?" Deng Zhu was puzzled. "Could it be that she went there to study hard at night because the imperial examination was about to take place?"

Feng Mian obviously didn't believe it, but he couldn't talk about people's rights and wrongs behind their backs. Thinking about Song Xiang, he didn't sleep well at night...

The next day, Song Xiang got up early, said goodbye to Qian Shuxing, climbed over the wall and went to wait in the carriage outside...

When it was time for Lao Zhang to open the door, he was the first to enter the school to review. The other classmates came late, and their class time was not as serious as Song Xiang's. At the end of the day, Song Xiang felt tired all over...

When returning home from school in the afternoon, Song Xiang went to Cuiyuxuan and picked out a bamboo-patterned jade hairpin for Qian Shuxing as a gift for tomorrow.

This bamboo-patterned jade hairpin was excellent for tying hair. Song Xiang fell in love with it at first sight, negotiated the price with the shopkeeper for a long time, and finally bought it for one hundred taels of silver.

If this hairpin had not been mixed with some spots and impurities when it was carved, which affected the quality of the jade, the shopkeeper would not have sold it at such a low price.

Song Xiang placed the slender sandalwood box on his chest before getting into the carriage and driving home.

Tomorrow is a holiday, and the thought of having a spring outing with Shu Xing makes me feel good.

Spring is March, which is the season when peach blossoms and pear blossoms are blooming quietly, but because it is March, only a short tuft of weeds has sprouted.

The next day, Song Xiang packed up early and went out with Taro.

Deng Zhu watched the master and servant leave, then went back to the room and spoke to Feng Mian: "Master, today is a holiday. The eldest lady is not at home and went out early in the morning. Could it be that she had a tryst with someone?"

I have to say that Dengzhu has completely revealed the truth...

Feng Mian's heart trembled, and he argued calmly: "She has long since stopped interacting with Mr. Nong Yue from Goulan Washe. Who can she have a tryst with?"

Dengzhu curled his lips and advised carefully: "Oh, my dear young master, there are so many unmarried young masters in Fengbian County, it's not certain which one the young lady will fall in love with!"

"Sir, how about I follow you and take a look?"

Feng Mian pinched the scripture, and the pads of his fingers were almost white from the exertion: "Go and take a look, don't let her find out..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was inappropriate, so he hurriedly stopped Dengzhu and ordered: "Don't use the Feng family's carriage!"

"Here, sir!"

Dengzhu got the order and ran away quickly.

Song Xiang leaned in the carriage, feeling extremely nervous. This was the first date since the two of them confirmed their feelings.

Because of the date, Qian Shuxing tossed and turned all night. Finally in the early morning, he packed himself up, informed his aunt and aunt, and took Di Nu out.

Today, he was wearing a dark green inner shirt and a black cloud-patterned cross-collared wide-sleeved robe. He had a flute on his waist and looked elegant and elegant.

Song Xiang parked the carriage outside the city and waited for Qian Shuxing to come out before getting on his carriage.

The moment he opened the curtain, Song Xiang was completely stunned by Qian Shuxing's outfit: "Shu Xing, you look stunning today!"

Qian Shuxing smiled shyly, took Song Xiang's hand, and said in a friendly tone: "Men like their looks. Xiangxiang likes me, so naturally he thinks I'm good-looking..."

Song Xiang kissed the side of Qian Shuxing's face, tilted his head and said proudly: "My Shuxing is very good-looking!"

Qian Shuxing lowered his eyes and stared at her, with straight eyes and no concealment of affection: "Xiangxiang, when we get married, I will wear whatever you want me to wear..."

Listening to these words, Song Xiang somehow thought of the plain gauze jacket that Nong Yue wore that day. If it were worn on Shu Xing, it would definitely look very good...

"Xiangxiang?"

Seeing Song Xiang stunned, Qian Shuxing scratched Song Xiang's hand...

Song Xiang hurriedly regained his composure and said subconsciously: "Okay! Okay! I like whatever Shu Xing wears!"

"Xiangxiang, something is wrong with you!" Qian Shuxing took out his hand, turned sideways and said angrily, "How can you still think about others when you are with me!"

"I...I don't..." Song Xiang became anxious, holding Qian Shuxing's hand and coaxing, "I don't miss anyone else, I only have you in my heart!"

Qian Shuxing closed his eyes, and tears immediately flowed out: "You must have thought of your former sweetheart, Mr. Nongyue..."

"I didn't!" Song Xiang couldn't help it. He forced his face to Qian Shuxing's face and said distressedly, "Don't cry, I really don't miss him..."

"I just..." Song Xiang leaned into Qian Shuxing's ear and whispered about the plain gauze clothes. Qian Shuxing's face suddenly turned red.

"Xiangxiang, how could you..."