After Song Xiang entered the room, Ah Xi thoughtfully closed the door from the outside.

"Xianger, is it really you?" Nong Yue walked up to Song Xiang wearing a plain gauze jacket and a light-colored robe.

Song Xiang poured the remaining wine in the pot into his mouth, then sat on the stool next to the round table and asked him: "Why did you ask me to come up?"

"Enemies!" Nong Yue took the wine from Song Xiang's hand and asked distressedly, "How much wine have you drunk?"

Song Xiang lay prone on the table, his face flushed, and his eyes were blurred by drunkenness: "You don't have to worry about it. You go greet your guests. If nothing happens to me, I will go home."

"You are like this, how can I ignore you!"

Nongyue leaned over and touched Song Xiang's back, and asked doubtfully: "Where have you been today and why did you drink so much?"

Song Xiang narrowed his eyes and whispered: "You all said you like me, but you were all lying to me..."

"You? Who else? The young master of the Feng family?" Nong Yue felt a little jealous in her heart and expressed her sincerity sincerely, "Xian'er, even if everyone lies to you, I will not lie to you. I really like you!"

"Like me? If you really like me, how can you play with my sincerity!" Song Xiang became drunk and burst into tears. He patted the table and asked, "Didn't you say...didn't you say that you had deceived countless girls with your singing?"

"Go ahead! Go sing to other girls! I hate unfaithful and unfaithful men!"

Nong Yue thought Song Xiang minded if he played the piano and sang to the girls who spent money in the brothel, so she shed tears and said with emotion, "Xiang'er, from now on I will only sing for you, okay?"

After that, he helped Song Xiang up, picked her up horizontally, walked steadily to the bed, and put Song Xiang into the inside of the bed.

Song Xiang was drunk and couldn't help but murmured: "Go home...I want to go home..."

Nongyue looked at her frowning and confused side face, her heart pounding: "Xianger, what happened to make you feel so uncomfortable?"

Song Xiang was a little dizzy at this time. Pictures of getting along with Qian Shuxing flashed through his head. His tears could not be controlled and flowed out wantonly.

After a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

When the madam heard that Song Xiang had come to Nong Yue's room, he was afraid that Nong Yue would be confused, so he opened the door and walked in and looked around.

Seeing Song Xiang lying on the bed, drunk and unconscious, he felt relieved. Before leaving, he kept banging the moon in his mouth and said: "For the sake of Song Xiang being drunk, let her sleep with you first today. If If you still have other thoughts, then I don’t mind if someone else does the job of clearing the shepherd in the Elephant House, then you can accept the guests obediently!"

Nongyue watched the madam go out and was very angry. She followed him to the door and locked the door from the inside.

Then he walked to the bed, took off his outer robe, and only wore a plain gauze jacket. He raised his long legs and lay sideways next to Song Xiang.

Looking at Song Xiang's beautiful sleeping face, Nongyue couldn't help but move closer to her cheek and kissed her.

Slender fingers touched Song Xiang's lips, and he said with uncertain eyes: "Xiang'er, you are so beautiful, how can I let you go?"

"Since God has given me a chance, if I don't seize it, how can I be worthy of myself..."

He leaned over and kissed Song Xiang, covered him with a quilt, and held Song Xiang intimately in his arms...

The next day…

Qian Shuxing’s courtyard…

"Sir, while it's still early, let's set off quickly!"

Qian Shuxing stood in the courtyard without moving. He glanced at the position of the east wall and asked with infinite attachment: "Will Song Xiang enter school today?"

Di Nu replied honestly: "I have never entered school!"

"She..." Qian Shuxing opened his mouth and swallowed back all the remaining concern.

Her Xiangxiang is angry and has given up on herself...

Qian Shuxing closed his eyes, tears falling silently: Xiangxiang...I'm sorry...

Song Xiang seemed to feel something, and woke up from Nong Yue's arms while rubbing his head...

"Where am I?" He raised his eyes and saw Nong Yue looking at him tenderly, and was frightened for a moment.

"Nongyue, why am I in your bed?"

Song Xiang suddenly woke up. She opened the quilt and saw that she was still wearing obscene clothes. She glanced at Nong Yue without any trace...

Immediately shocked and speechless: I saw Nong Yue wearing the plain gauze jacket from last time, with loose breasts and wide open collar, giving a clear view of her body.

Song Xiang immediately panicked: Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate...

"Nong Yue..." Song Xiang swallowed his saliva and said with a little breath, "I drank too much last night, didn't I bully you?"

Nongyue's cheeks were slightly hot and she said calmly: "Xiang'er didn't bully me, but..."

"But what?"

Nongyue sighed and said in a pretentious manner: "But Xiang'er tore off my clothes last night, asked me why I sang to other girls, and... touched..."

In fact, Song Xiang didn't touch him last night.

"Stop talking!" Song Xiang bit his lip and struggled to say, "I will redeem your life!"

Nonyue felt happy and asked, "Xiang'er redeemed me, but are you willing to accept me as your servant?"

Song Xiang calmed down and said in a calm tone: "You know, I haven't married a real husband yet, so I can't be a servant..."

"I know that as long as Xiang'er is willing to marry me, I can wait as long as I want..."

Nongyue looked hopeful, as if she was placing all her hopes on Song Xiang.

Song Xiang pursed his lips subconsciously, and after thinking for a while, he agreed to Nong Yue's request.

But this matter was so important that she had to go back and ask her father.

Before the official husband entered the house, a servant came in. How could a serious family dare to marry their young master to Song Xiang? If word spread, it would not only affect Song Xiang's future marriages, but also affect Song Xiang's path to the imperial examination.

No wonder Song Xiang was so cautious.

Nong Yue Hou thought about this and turned pale with fright: "Xiang'er, after you pass the examination as a scholar, you can come back to redeem me!"

"There will be many people coming to ask for marriage. Xiang'er has a candidate for his wife, so it will be much easier for me to marry him!" Nong Yue said hurriedly, "I will listen to Xiang'er and will not threaten the status of my wife!"

After saying that, he stuck up with his plain gauze clothes open, and the hot touch pressed against Song Xiang's clothes, making Song Xiang completely panicked.

"Xianger, can you give me a chance to serve you?"

Song Xiang tensed up and breathed quickly: "Okay, I'm afraid of you..."

The corners of Nong Yue's lips were slightly raised, and she smiled with a worthless look: "Xiang'er, you agreed? You are not allowed to go back on your word!"

Song Xiang bit the bullet and promised: "I will never go back on my word!"

"Get dressed quickly, don't make trouble with me..." Song Xiang turned away and tried his best to control himself.

What he did with Shu Xing last night was ridiculous enough. Today, I have to control myself no matter what I say...

However, when thinking about Shu Xing, Song Xiang couldn't face his heart. The feeling of being pricked all over was really too painful.

Until now, she couldn't believe that Shu Xing would play with her sincerity, but with the facts before her, she had to believe it.

Is it really possible to pretend that you like someone? So what does it mean that she has spent so many days with him?

Since he is so heartless, it's okay not to have this relationship.

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