Qingshu Wuji

Zhang Wuji dragged Song Qingshu out of the hall, seeing no one around, he couldn't wait to hug Song Qingshu by the waist.

Song Qingshu felt dizzy for a while, and his head, which was dizzy from drinking, became even more uncomfortable. He couldn't help but climbed onto Zhang Wuji's shoulder, and leaned his face against the hollow of his neck.

Feeling his senior brother's scorching breath on his neck, Zhang Wuji's body stiffened slightly, but he quickened his pace towards the courtyard.Holding Song Qingshu in his arms, he floated all the way back to the courtyard where they used to live, kicked open the door, and all he saw was bright red.

This place should have been a new house. Although the Wudang Sect is not a wealthy family, it is still a well-off sect. Last night it was an ordinary house, but it was completely new in the morning.Red embroidered quilts were spread, and the furniture was replaced with new ones. On the table were two glowing red dragon and phoenix candles, and a goblet cup filled with fine wine.

"Wuji...I'm so thirsty..." Zhang Wuji was still watching all this in a daze, Song Qingshu in his arms couldn't help murmuring softly.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly put him on the chair and sat down, then looked for water everywhere.The room was very dark, so he picked up the flint and lit the two dragon and phoenix red candles. When the soft light from the candles illuminated the whole room, a strong sense of joy suddenly penetrated into his heart.

Tonight was supposed to be the wedding night of senior brother's bridal chamber, but now he is in the new house with senior brother. Could this be hinting at something in the dark?

Zhang Wuji was still moved, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him, he turned his head and was stunned.His senior brother was pulling the robe on his body, and while standing up, shouting how hot he was, he took off his outer robe, revealing the red groom's python robe inside.

Just now when the groom's official was changed in the hall, Song Qingshu asked someone to change into the clothes that had been prepared for Yin Liting long ago, while he casually put on a outer robe over the original red clothes.It's summer now, and Song Qingshu drank a lot of wine and became hot all over, so he didn't want to wear so many clothes.

Zhang Wuji stared dumbfounded at his senior brother, after taking off his outer robe, he fell headfirst on the bed and never got up again.The secret expectations in Zhang Wuji's heart were shattered by this scene. He sighed helplessly, walked over to help Song Qingshu take off his boots, and planned to straighten him who was lying down so that he could sleep comfortably.

Just when Zhang Wuji reached out to Song Qingshu, he suddenly found that his senior brother was still awake, staring at him expectantly with a pair of misty eyes.The red satin quilt under him and the red dress on his body all set off his face crystal clear, coupled with his drunken state, Zhang Wuji couldn't take his eyes off him.

"Brother..." Zhang Wuji's throat tightened, and he was about to bend down.

Song Qingshu slapped him away, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Where's the water?"

Zhang Wuji straightened up with a wry smile, he searched the whole room and there was no water, and he couldn't bear to leave his senior brother, so he picked up the goblet on the table and tasted it, and found that the wine was as light as water, so he took it and drank it himself first He took a sip, then unceremoniously aimed at Song Qingshu's lips, and directly passed the water and wine.

Song Qingshu was so thirsty that his throat was smoky, and he felt a sweet liquid being sucked into him in a daze, he unconsciously raised his hands to wrap around Zhang Wuji, wanting him to give him more and not leave so quickly.Zhang Wuji would not let go of such a good opportunity to attack the city and seize the territory recklessly.In the intertwining of lips and tongues, the water and wine that Song Qingshu couldn't swallow flowed down his neck, the uncomfortable feeling caused him to turn his head in dissatisfaction, and broke free from Zhang Wuji's shackles.

"Brother..." Zhang Wuji murmured, licking the winding trace of alcohol, causing Song Qingshu to tremble.

"You bastard...you bastard..." Song Qingshu recovered a little clarity at this moment, pushed Zhang Wuji up from his body with all his might, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Senior Brother," Zhang Wuji said with a smile, "Senior Brother, I decided to let you go after today."

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and the hand that was pushing Zhang Wuji also stopped moving.

Zhang Wuji grabbed his hand, kissed his palm and said: "But God finally treats me kindly, Senior Brother, if you are not married today, I will never let you go from now on."

Song Qingshu seemed to be scalded by the kiss on the palm of his hand, he pulled back but didn't pull it back, annoyed: "Didn't you congratulate me? Why did you change your mouth again?" In fact, he really wanted to explain to him yesterday, but the two of them together When meeting Zhang Wuji, he fought him angrily, but he couldn't say anything in public.While drinking, he couldn't find a chance to speak for a while, and when he finally wanted to tell him, he actually congratulated him on getting married.What else can he say?

Zhang Wuji snorted lightly, and said calmly, "Who told senior brother to lie to me? Your wedding with Miss Zhou was a fake, right? It made me so sad. Senior brother, do you think you should be punished? Didn't you say that?" , will you never lie to me again?"

Song Qingshu was forced to rub against the bed again by his approaching body, frowning and trying to concentrate: "When did I deliberately lie to you? Besides, I didn't say anything yesterday!"

Zhang Wuji was startled, thinking about what happened after meeting yesterday, it seems that his senior brother really didn't say anything, everything was misunderstood by himself... But, in that kind of situation, people will misunderstand it!

Seeing that Zhang Wuji didn't continue to act, Song Qingshu thought that he had finally had nothing to say, so he breathed a sigh of relief.Alcohol and sleepiness surged up at the same time, Song Qingshu lazily said: "Okay, don't lose your temper, I didn't sleep last night, and now I'm sleepy..."

Zhang Wuji was stunned when he heard the words, then his eyes lit up and he said: "Brother, you said you didn't sleep last night?"

Only then did Song Qingshu realize what he had just said, and his handsome face blushed in an instant, "You...who told you...to sit next to you last night, how could you tell me to fall asleep?"

The ecstasy in Zhang Wuji's heart almost overwhelmed his whole body. It turned out that he was not indifferent to his senior brother, and it turned out that he had such a great influence on his senior brother.Looking at Song Qingshu's turned face, even the ears were red, Zhang Wuji's whole chest was filled with joy that seemed to be about to explode, and he smiled overjoyedly: "Senior brother, did you expect me to treat you very much last night? what you do?"

"Smelly... brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Ah... let go!" Song Qingshu pinched the hand that wanted to untie his clothes angrily, and wanted to use his previous majesty to stop him from further actions, but he misjudged It broke Zhang Wuji's determination tonight.In a moment of carelessness, his lips were captured by him again, and after a while, he was dazed by the kiss.

Because he almost lost the excitement of Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji couldn't wait any longer. He was afraid that another woman would jump out and snatch his brother away in the next second, so he had to make him his own tonight.While calling his senior brother in a low voice, he couldn't wait to unbutton his clothes.

Song Qingshu was in a daze, seeing Zhang Wuji's eagerness for him, his heart trembled.He knew that Zhang Wuji was very handsome, but he never felt anything when he grew up watching him.Tonight, when I saw that the eyebrows and eyes were filled with deep affection for him, I suddenly couldn't say the words of rejection.

"Senior brother..." Zhang Wuji lowered his head, stretched out his hand to walk on Song Qingshu's jade-like chest, carefully felt the smooth silky touch under his palm, and swallowed his saliva when he saw the looming spring under the charming red dress, The speed of the attack couldn't help but increase.