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"Come back to you? Be your noble servant?" Qiao Yunwen sneered and said unmoved, "What's the difference between being your noble servant and being someone else's noble servant?"

Jiang Wanyin gritted his teeth and said, "What if I don't marry a real husband?"

"How could that happen?" Qiao Yunwen couldn't believe it, "You would do this for me?"

"Ha! Why not? My sweetheart is about to run away, why do I care about this!" Jiang Wanyin pulled Qiao Yunwen and said sincerely, "I will redeem your life in a while and take you home!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to reconcile, Song Xiang hurriedly said: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, Sister Wanyin, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

"Sister Song Xiang, go and do your work! Thank you very much for today!"

Song Xiang smiled, waved his hands, and walked out of the room quickly.

Seeing Song Xiang disappearing, Jiang Wanyin no longer had any scruples, and directly stretched out his arms to hug Qiao Yunwen, like a hungry person seeing food, his tone full of longing: "Yunwen, I miss you so much! I miss you every day. Thinking about tossing and turning at night, I can’t sleep!”

"Hmph!" Qiao Yunwen refused with pretending indifference, "You say you miss me, but you still have the Qinghuan of Chuntai Pavilion!"

"I heard that the man's name is Chanqiao. Why haven't you opened his bud yet?"

Jiang Wanyin pulled back the corners of her lips with a hint of a smile: "You said you don't care about me, and you even found out the name of the waiter!"

"Yunwen, don't worry! I'm still intact, and all I want to do now is give you a bud!"

Qiao Yunwen wanted to refuse but then welcomed her: "Sister Epilepsy! Let me go! Why are you holding me?"

"What to do, Yunwen, don't you know yet?"

Qiao Yunwen's face turned red and her voice was slightly breathy: "Wanyin, don't be impulsive. If you want me now, the madam will ask for a lot of money!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what she did, it's just that she was squeezed out of more money, so what does it matter!" Jiang Wanyin turned over Qiao Yunwen's body and began to undress randomly.

She pulled open Qiao Yunwen's lapel, revealing her delicate and fat chest. Her hand slipped in and almost touched it.

Qiao Yunwen breathed quickly and said in a charming voice: "Uh...wanyin...uh huh...can't be like this!"

"What can't be done?"

Qiao Yunwen said in embarrassment: "You are a rogue flower thief, you are asking questions even though you already know!"

Jiang Wanyin's eyebrows moved, full of affection: "What can't be done? Just say it, Yunwen~"

Feeling the tips of his hands roaming freely on the muscles and bones, Qiao Yunwen bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound of shame.

Jiang Wanyin slid his hand across a flat area, bumped gently in a river valley, and asked in a soft voice: "Yunwen, do you miss me?"

"Uh~" Qiao Yunwen's body trembled uncontrollably, and he made an unspeakable sound in his throat, "Didn't you already see it? Why bother to ask in detail?"

"Wan Yin, who's girl is openly making love on the table? No one, except for the crazy sister, is naked in the daytime regardless of shame. How about we go to the bed? You don't want our couple to be so careless, right?"

When Jiang Wanyin heard this, she was moved with emotion. She curled her lips, picked up Qiao Yunwen and walked to the bed: "Since my husband has given orders, how about we go to the embroidered bed and make out?"

Qiao Yunwen hugged Jiang Wanyin, lowered his eyes and said warmly: "Wanyin called me her beloved husband, but did you agree to what I just said? You won't marry your real husband again?"

"Of course, I am absolutely telling the truth!" Jiang Wanyin put him on the embroidered couch, took off his shoes, and leaned on the couch, "Yunwen, can you allow me to kiss you now?"

Qiao Yunwen said nothing, pulled her down, and put his hands on her neck.

The two of them were drowning in the clouds and rain, and they never stopped.

Song Xiang sighed at Jiang Wanyin's bizarre love and rode his horse to the vicinity of Chuntai Pavilion unknowingly.

Jiuyin had been following Song Xiang for a long time. When he saw her looking around aimlessly, he drove forward and said, "Sister Xiang, why are you stretching your neck like this to make eyes?"

Song Xiang glanced to the side, and wherever he looked, Jiuyin was lifting the curtain and asking her.

So he smiled and said, "I'm looking for someone. If you don't stay in the building, what are you doing out there?"

"Can't Jiuyin go out and visit the shops? Sister Xiang is too harsh on Jiuyin!" Jiuyin pouted and said unhappily, "I just went with Sister Xiang to see Sister Xiang stay here. When I came out of the Immortal Academy, I felt really uncomfortable!"

"Everyone in the world has the same money mentality. How come Sister Xiang can spend it at Liuxianyuan but not at Jiuyin?"

Song Xiang smiled and scolded: "You think I am a money banker, and I go to a brothel to spend money from time to time!"

"Then what does Sister Xiang do?" Jiuyin pretended to be confused, "Does Liuxianyuan also do other things for a living?"

Song Xiang smiled and bent over: "Fuck you! Don't make blind guesses!"

Jiu Yin snorted and curled her lips and said, "Then Sister Xiang, would you like to go to the building to accompany Jiu Yin to relieve her boredom?"

"It's not Jiuyin's boast. Jiuyin looks much better than that young master Beichen. Needless to say, Xiangxiang'er can also tell that, right?"

Song Xiang touched his nose and said, "Well, I can see that you are better than Mr. Beichen in terms of being like a peacock!"

"Humph!"

"Then Mr. Beichen is not as good at socializing as you are. How can he be like you? The young ladies from Xu Tongpan's family are so fascinated that they only follow you!"

Jiuyin was a little frustrated: "Sister Xiang, are you angry with Jiuyin? How about Jiuyin never socialize with other girls again?"

"Stop pestering me! I still have some things to do, so I won't say more to you!"

Jiu Yin hurriedly spoke out to keep Song Xiang away and asked, "Did Sister Xiang get tired of Jiu Yin and fall in love with Mr. Beichen?"

Song Xiang laughed and said, "I am not infatuated with Mr. Beichen, but there is something going on here that I can't tell you. Please go back to the building quickly. I'll see you again if I have a chance."

Jiuyin was anxious: "Do you mean you won't come to the building again?"

Song Xiang frowned slightly: "My government exam is over. I'm just waiting for the results to go back to my hometown in Fengbian. I'm afraid I won't be able to go in a short time!"

Jiuyin was disappointed for a while: "You don't want to say goodbye to brother Sang Wan?"

Hearing him mention Sang Wan, Song Xiang patted his head in annoyance, took out a folded poem manuscript from his arms and handed it to Jiu Yin: "If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot the agreement with Sang Wan, Jiu Yin just Excuse me, please bring this manuscript to Sang Wan."

Jiuyin refused to answer, pouted and hummed: "Coax me!"

"Coax?" Song Xiang was stunned. He was not his husband, so how could he coax him? He was at a loss, but Jiu Yin choked and shed tears.

"Sure enough, Sister Xiang is special to Sang Wan. You don't even want to coax me!"

Song Xiang suddenly felt a headache. She pressed her eyebrows and tried to speak: "Jiuyin beauty, please stop crying. It's not Song Xiang's fault. It's Song Xiang who made you unhappy. Please stop crying, okay?"

After hearing this, Jiuyin burst into tears and said with a smile: "I don't know how to coax anyone!"

Song Xiang forced the poem manuscript into the window, then rode the horse for a distance, turned around and said: "I'm leaving!"