Women's procrastination can't be said

Song Yuyan's appearance is always good-looking, with a cold face and a dusty temperament.The baptism of war made her look so strong, but at this moment she was covered in mess, with tears and blood on her face, standing there in humiliation.

"Tsk tsk." Peng Shan smiled wretchedly.At this moment, he really didn't want to do anything with Song Qingwu any more. After all, Song Qingwu could only be beaten to death for him to give him some psychological happiness.

But Song Yuyan was different. She was beautiful, young, and proud. She was a woman who surpassed many men. Having her, not only the pleasure of psychological conquest, but also great physical pleasure.

He took advantage of this deal.

"It's here." Peng Shan rubbed his hands together and said impatiently.

Song Yuyan looked at him in shock, then frantically glanced around, seeing familiar faces.it's here?

"Yeah." Peng Shan narrowed his eyes and began to breathe rapidly.

"Okay." Song Yuyan nodded in humiliation, with tears in her eyes, as if maintaining the last trace of her dignity, unwilling to let them fall.

Peng Shan immediately ordered all twelve He Jun to retreat, not to disturb him and the beauties.

Song Yuyan stood up, Peng Shan bent down slightly, his face was almost touching her, after sniffing lightly, Peng Shan frowned: "You smell bad, go take a couple bath first."

Song Yuyan nodded, unable to say a word of rejection.

Peng Shan put his arms around her slender waist and walked out.

Song Yuyan looked back at Song Qingwu. He was lying on the ground. Although he didn't make a sound, his body heaved very slightly.

Song Yanjun's eyes were completely bloodshot, and the palms of his hands were torn and bloody due to the vigorous beating.Unrequited love hugged him with all her strength, shed tears wantonly, and cried: "Your Highness, stop taking pictures! You are hurt!"

Sneering and ignoring the meaningless struggle of these people, Peng Shan had already walked to the door of the cell with Song Yuyan in his arms.

"Wait..." A voice, full of weakness, was hoarse and deep.

The sneer at the corner of Peng Shan's mouth hadn't dissipated, so he stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at Song Qingwu who was standing up slowly while leaning on the wall.

Most of the clothes on Song Qingwu's body were torn, his left arm was hanging limply by his side, and blood dripped onto the ground drop by drop.Her long hair was disheveled and unkempt, with thatch even mixed in, her complexion was pale, and her face was covered in blood, which could no longer be seen clearly.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Peng Shan with the only eye that was not soaked in blood, his eyes were cold.

"Fight of trapped beasts. What else do you want to do?" Peng Shan met his eyes, and the wound left by him after being abused began to ache again, feeling guilty, resulting in a very impatient tone.

"Let her go." Song Qingwu said hoarsely.

"Hehe." Peng Shan shook off the panic in his mind, looked at Song Qingwu's swaying body with disdain, and said, "You can't even use your internal energy now, and I can kill you casually. Why do you have such Such courage to order me to let her go?"

When Song Qingwu heard this, his body froze, he raised his hand, and put it on his lower abdomen, only then did he notice the abnormality in his body.No wonder his body is so weak, it turns out his martial arts have been abolished.

Song Yuyan's face turned completely pale in an instant. Seeing that Song Qingwu didn't speak but froze in place, he expected that he would not be able to accept the loss of his martial arts for a while.

A cold snort of disdain came from Peng Shan's nose, and he was about to leave with his arms around the trembling Song Yuyan.

"Wait." Song Qingwu spoke again, this time his voice was louder.

Peng Shan felt that his last trace of patience had been exhausted, he let go of Song Yuyan, and strode towards Song Qingwu with a dark face, accumulating internal energy in his hands, it seemed that he was planning to kill him.

Song Yuyan was so frightened that she grabbed Peng Shan's clothes with all her strength. Peng Shan hit Song Yuyan on the shoulder with his palm back and sent her flying.

Song Yuyan quickly propped up her body, with blood still spilling out of her mouth, but she was about to crawl over regardless.Now, what kind of toss can Song Qingwu endure?

He will die... will die!

Song Qingwu raised his eyes, fixed his eyes firmly on Peng Shan, and said in a deep voice: "You, will you spare our lives as long as someone accompany you once?"

Peng Shan stopped in front of Song Qingwu, the air he exhaled was extremely hot, his heart was full of desire, and he said in a low voice: "Wrong, she stayed by my side from now on, and I spared your life."

Song Qingwu said nothing for a moment, turned his head slightly, looked at Song Yuyan who fell down due to lack of energy, and smiled faintly, his dark green eyes were deep, full of relief.

To Song Yuyan's relief.

Song Yuyan looked into his eyes, not knowing what he was going to do, but the uneasiness in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, and her tears fell silently.

He stared at Song Yuyan, raised his right hand, and grabbed his collar.

And He Zixia, Yin Qinqi, and Song Yanjun, who had been watching for a long time, saw Song Qingwu's actions, and a flash of light flashed in their minds. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while, and they could only stare at him with blood-red eyes. Song Qingwu.

How could the eyes stop his movements?

Song Qingwu pulled hard.

With a "hiss", the bloody garment spun around in the air and fell to the ground.

Song Yuyan stopped crawling forward, and she just froze on the spot, her eyes widened and her pupils narrowed, and the temperature of her whole body dropped all of a sudden.

In order to facilitate the treatment, Song Qingwu is now only wearing an undershirt, but Song Qingwu tore off his own clothes, revealing his slender, white upper body covered with scars.

It's nothing, Song Yuyan's attention was all on his chest.The chest was wrapped with several layers of white cloth, covering the body.

Song Qingwu's body was slender and slender, his skin was very white, and there were many scars on his body.The lower abdomen is tight, without a trace of fat, and the waist is slender and full of flexibility. Upwards, there is a small and delicate collarbone, a slender and slender neck...

The whole body lacks the fortitude of a man.

In the past, Song Qingwu wore a lot of clothes, which was easy to be ignored. This is the first time Song Yuyan paid attention to Song Qingwu's neck.

No Adam's apple.

Song Yuyan's breathing stopped unconsciously, and the feeling of suffocation invaded her.

Looking up uncontrollably, she met Song Qingwu's eyes, which were familiar to her, but they were full of apology.

Peng Shan didn't expect it either, he didn't move, and quietly watched Song Qingwu's more decisive action than Song Yuyan.

"It's fine if it's a woman? I'll accompany you, and you let her go." Song Qingwu intentionally revealed her secret, and met Peng Shan's increasingly fiery gaze without fear.

"Aren't you a prince? Aren't you a man?" Peng Shan couldn't control the heat on his body, but now he was more shocked.

Song Qingwu's face was still covered with blood, Peng Shan couldn't see the expression clearly, only those fearless eyes could be seen clearly.

He only glanced at Yin Qinxi and cursed secretly, and quickly turned his back, his face began to congeal, while He Zixia and Song Yanjun had already turned around.

At that moment, the remaining trace of luck disappeared completely.

For so long, all doubts have been solved.

No wonder Song Qingwu would wear two coats even in the scorching summer.

No wonder He Zixia said that she would receive a lot of criticism when she was with Song Qingwu.

No wonder Song Feng always firmly believed that Song Qingwu was his child when he knew for sure that his child was a girl.

No wonder Song Yanjun hesitated to talk about her marriage with Song Qingwu many times.

No wonder, no wonder...

No wonder so many!

What kind of femininity and thin body is what Song Qingwu should be like. Song Qingwu is not a weak man, but a woman! It is "she" and not "he"!

she!

To Song Yuyan, Song Qingwu could actually be "she"...

Song Qingwu lied to her... Lied to everyone in the world! Ever since she was a child, from the very beginning, she has been lying to her...

It's been 11 years, a full 11 years, and she managed to watch the clouds and see the moon, thinking that she had reaped love, but she didn't expect to be played by others all the time.

Song Qingwu didn't feel humiliated, but his tone was full of firmness: "As you can see, I am a woman. Let her go, and I will come with you."

The voice is still familiar to Song Yuyan, the voice is neither high nor low, not as strong as a man, nor as delicate as a woman. It is the most familiar and favorite voice in her memory. Full of sorrow.

11...

11 years of love, what should be counted?

Peng Shan narrowed his eyes, and the look in his eyes became very playful. His eyes were glued to Song Qingwu's body and he couldn't move away. He completely forgot about Song Yuyan.

"I didn't expect that the dignified prince of the Song Dynasty would actually be a daughter. Should I say that you are rebellious, daring, and deceiving the world? Or should I say that you are brave and brave?"

A little cold, Song Qingwu folded his hands on his chest, and his black hair scattered on his snow-white body, black and white were distinct, adding to the enchantment.

"It's fine, as you like."

"Hehe..." Peng Shan was in a great mood, took off his cloak, put it on Song Qingwu's body in a very gentlemanly manner, and skillfully hugged her waist, which was more delicate than Song Yuyan's, "Let's go, beauty, let's change places. "

Song Qingwu let him take her away, leaving bloodstains on the ground with every step she took, Song Yuyan was still lying on the ground, her eyes following her.

Walking to the door of the cell, Song Qingwu suddenly turned around, looked at her and smiled, with a satisfied expression on his face: "You and I have been honest with each other. You are safe, so just think about whether to give up on me here, and don't tell others the answer in advance. "

Pengshan couldn't wait to hug her and walk out, but Song Qingwu's voice didn't stop: "If I can come back, you will tell you the answer. Don't worry, no matter what the result is, I will respect you."

Her voice gradually faded, and the slight footsteps of the two of them were completely silent.Song Yuyan remained motionless.

The feet of male rabbits are fluttering, and the eyes of female rabbits are blurred.Two rabbits walk side by side, can you tell if I'm male or female?

Song Qingwu, you can do it, you can do it.

The author has something to say:

The biggest foreshadowing of the full text is finally explained clearly.That's right, Song Qingwu is a girl, and this is a book of lily.In fact, it can be inferred from the wedge.