Qingshu Wuji

During dinner, Song Qingshu was formally introduced to Zhu Changling, Yao Qingquan and others.

When Song Qingshu saw the fat Zhu Changling, he felt relieved. If Zhu Changling was the same as in the original book, then he and Zhang Wuji could also get through the gap in the canyon.After all, Zhu Changling was as fat as he and Zhang Wuji combined.

I really don't know how he gave birth to such a beautiful daughter as Zhu Jiuzhen.

Song Qingshu also met Zhu Jiuzhen, and had to admit that she was indeed a superb beauty, like an extremely beautiful rose.Fortunately, Zhang Wuji abided by his mother's last words and treated Zhu Jiuzhen like a snake and a scorpion.Zhu Jiuzhen has been pestering Wei Bi all the time, and has no intersection with Zhang Wuji.

During the dinner, Song Qingshu also learned about what happened to Zhang Wuji along the way.It turned out that he was taken away from Butterfly Valley by Granny Jinhua, and Granny Jinhua really wanted to go to the Mingjiao General Altar in Kunlun.As soon as they met Zhu Er, they knew that Zhang Wuji was his cousin, so the two only had a brother and sister relationship. Maybe Zhu Er hadn't become a thousand spiders at this time, and she was very beautiful. Zhang Wuji didn't have any other meanings for her. Developed into the relationship in the original book.

Along the way, because of the spider's protection, Zhang Wuji didn't suffer much. When he reached the Kunlun Mountains, Wei Bi ran into them by chance.

After that, as Song Qingshu knew, Zhu Changling recognized Zhang Wuji as the son of his benefactor, Zhang Cuishan. Because of a powerful enemy, they burned down Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, intending to move the whole family to Binghuo Island.

Song Qingshu sneered as he listened, of course he knew that these were all tricks set up by Zhu Changling in order to learn about Xie Xun's whereabouts and Dragon Saber.But it was inconvenient for him to turn his face on the spot. On the surface, he thanked them for saving Zhang Wuji, said a lot of grateful words, and expressed his willingness to go together this time because he was worried about his junior.

Zhu Changling was afraid that Song Qingshu would say gossip in the world after Song Qingshu left. Seeing that he was Zhang Wuji's senior brother, he was about the same age, and his martial arts should not be very good, so he immediately expressed his welcome.

The two sides reached an agreement and talked happily over wine.

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That night Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji slept in the same room, Song Qingshu drank a lot of wine, although the alcohol was not strong, but it was the first time in his life that he drank so much wine, inevitably he was a little dizzy.He took a shower behind the screen, put on the new clothes prepared by the Zhu family, wiped his hair with a towel, and walked out.

Zhang Wuji was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing kung fu, when he heard the sound he opened his eyes, and for a moment he couldn't take his eyes off Song Qingshu.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Wuji stammered, "Brother...you...you look good in white..."

"Here, the Zhu family's clothes look good." Song Qingshu said lightly.This Zhu family is a wealthy family, even in the "escape", the things used are not ordinary things.Although the clothes he was wearing were plain white and had no patterns, he could tell that they were expensive items when he touched them.

How did Song Qingshu know that after he washed the dust off his body, his fair skin was almost as transparent and moist as a fine jade, his long hair was slightly wet and loose, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his face still had The lazy breath, under the flickering lights, exudes a strange aura, and he is completely different from the normally serious him.

Zhang Wuji had never seen such a charming senior brother, for a moment he could only stare blankly at the drops of water dripping from his forehead hair, slowly sliding across his cheeks, and then sliding over his slender neck, beautifully shaped collarbone, Then it gradually slipped under the loose skirt...

Zhang Wuji felt his mouth was dry.

Song Qingshu didn't notice Zhang Wuji's unusual behavior. He had been traveling for days, eating and sleeping in the open. In a sparsely populated place like the Western Regions, he even didn't sleep in a bed for several days.He rubbed his wet hair randomly, then fell on the bed, the moment his body touched the soft bed, he finally couldn't help moaning comfortably.

Zhang Wuji felt that a fire was suddenly lit in his chest, and his breathing gradually sank and became chaotic.

Song Qingshu squinted his eyes, feeling that the light in the room was a bit dazzling for sleeping, so he flicked out the light with a flick of his hand, and the room fell into darkness.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Then, he stretched out his hand to hold the hand on his skirt, and asked inexplicably, "Wuji, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Wuji's breathing stagnated in the darkness, and then he said in a nonchalant voice: "Brother, I'm a little cold, I want to sleep with you."

Because of the alcohol, Song Qingshu frowned very hard and thought for a while before saying, "But aren't you wearing fur?"

There was a sound of clothes being shredded in the darkness, Zhang Wuji said naturally, "I took it off."

Something seems wrong.

Song Qingshu thought so in his head, but he was exhausted physically and mentally, but he couldn't find a reason why something was wrong.

Seeing that there was no movement, Zhang Wuji begged softly, "Senior brother, you used to hug me to sleep. Wuji is very cold now..."

Song Qingshu remembered that the two had lived together for two years when they were in Wudang Mountain, so he smiled relievedly and said, "Come on."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, and rushed towards him.

Song Qingshu let him manipulate in a daze, but still raised his opinion in dissatisfaction: "Don't take off your clothes?"

"Brother, we used to sleep like this!" Zhang Wuji took it for granted, and the movements of his hands also accelerated accordingly.

Song Qingshu sighed and let him go.Until the moment when Zhang Wuji's upper body pressed against his skin, he shivered habitually, but unexpectedly said: "Wuji, your chest and lower abdomen are still cold, but your body is very hot."

Zhang Wuji blushed in the dark, but he didn't know how to answer this question from his senior brother.Of course he knew that his body was different than usual, all because of the heat rising from his lower abdomen.But he didn't know how to relieve it, he only knew that he wanted to hold his brother in his arms, but how to continue, how to continue, he didn't know.

Song Qingshu felt that the body pressed on it gradually became more and more hot, which made him feel a little indescribably depressed.All sleepiness disappeared for a while, and he smiled wryly, "Wuji, you are much heavier than you were two years ago."

Zhang Wuji was stunned, "Brother, don't you like me growing up?"

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly and said, "How could it be? I wish you would grow up! When you marry a lady, you won't cling to me to sleep like this anymore."

"No, I won't marry a wife, and I will sleep with senior brother like this in the future." Zhang Wuji said sullenly, smelling the fragrance of saponins from his senior brother's body after taking a bath.At this moment, he couldn't help but think that the senior brother was older than him, so it must be the senior brother who got married first.If the senior brother is married, he will definitely not come to sleep with him, so what should he do?

Zhang Wuji didn't dare to express the fear in his heart, so he could only hug Song Qingshu tightly.

"What's the matter? Wuji, has your cold poison flared up again?" Song Qingshu felt his unusual excitement, thinking that his cold poison had flared up again, and wanted to break free from his arms to heal him.

But when he twisted like this, Zhang Wuji's muscles all over his body became stiff, his breathing became chaotic, and he couldn't help panting, "Senior Brother...Senior Brother...I..."

Song Qingshu heard the unusual rough panting in his ears, and raised his hand to push him up, but when he pushed to his chest, his hand was covered with fine sweat. "Wuji, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Wuji looked down at the person below him, and he could vaguely see the concerned look on his face, all because of him.

Bursts of fiery pain shot up from his lower abdomen, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt a bang in his head, as if something had collapsed, staring at Song Qingshu's lips, but he could no longer hear what he was saying... …