[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze
Chapter 46 Chapter 46
His courtyard, Brother Song's courtyard...
Zhou Zhiruo's hand was held by him, tucked in the wide sleeves that hung down, even if someone passed by, they would not be able to see that the hands of the two were tightly intertwined under the hanging sleeves.
Although she was forced to be held by him.
Zhou Zhiruo waved her hands, wanting to take them out. This is the Wudang sect. There are Wudang disciples coming in and out, and occasionally disciples from other sects. It would be embarrassing if people saw it.
Song Qingshu didn't care about these things, he took her hand and walked towards his own courtyard.Zhou Zhiruo knew that she couldn't hold him back, so she let him lead her as well.
Bypassing the three moon gates, one can see a cluster of emerald bamboos. There are thin and velvety bamboo leaves growing on the straight tree trunks. The wind blows by, and the bamboo leaves are whirling and dancing in mid-air, making the "rustle" of the branches and leaves. Voice.
Zhou Zhiruo stopped at the gate of the courtyard, looked at the green bamboo outside the courtyard wall, took a deep breath, felt the fragrance of the bamboo leaves wrap her, layer by layer, the green and fresh breath lingered in her nose, it smelled very good.
Song Qingshu turned his head to look at her, her small and straight nose fluttered slightly, a little smile flickered in his bright eyes, he stretched out his hand to pinch her nose, and when she turned her head to look at him, he pulled her go to the house.
The furnishings in the house are simple. On the left side of the eye is an eight-panel screen, behind which a tall black wooden bed frame is exposed. On the right side is an Eight Immortals table. Not far behind the table is a door. Behind the door should be a study.
The study room is connected to the bedroom, which is the first time she has seen it.
Due to the simplicity of the furnishings, the interior of the house seems empty. After all, the men's bedroom is different from the women's boudoir, a little more cold and spacious.Thinking that this is Song Qingshu's bedroom, it seemed that the room was filled with his clear breath, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and the fingertips held by Song Qingshu also felt faintly hot.
Song Qingshu held her hand tightly, and naturally felt her change.He didn't say anything, and led Zhou Zhiruo to the door behind the Eight Immortals' Table. The door was pushed open, and the goal was a tall ancient bookshelf, full of all kinds of blue and yellow books. The book case, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed neatly, and several half-person-high wide-mouthed porcelain vases are gathered in the corner, and several scrolls are contained in the vases.
Zhou Zhiruo looked around the study room silently, trying her best to keep calm, she didn't dare to turn her head to look at Song Qingshu beside her, her heart was beating faster and faster, even the pulse on her wrist was dancing with it, her fingertips were hot and trembling.
She was breathing steadily, and just about to pull out her hand, her waist tightened suddenly, and her eyes blurred, she was already sitting firmly on the wide black wooden desk. hanging down.She lowered her eyes, pinched nervously by her loosened hands, and slightly pinched her fingertips into her palms.
Although she lowered her head, she could feel Song Qingshu's eyes on her.
"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu looked down at her and called softly.
Zhou Zhiruo raised her head subconsciously when she heard the sound, and Song Qingshu lowered his head to hold her lips, and rubbed them lingeringly. His big palm also clasped her waist, pulling her into his arms, and embedded her deeper into his chest.
Zhou Zhiruo's lips and tongue were entangled, her face was flushed in two blushes, she was as cold as a fairy, but now she was as delicate as water.
Song Qingshu couldn't stop sucking kisses, and danced around Zhou Zhiruo's fragrant, soft and slippery tongue, but his big palms didn't just clasp her waist like before, but moved up along her waist that couldn't be fully grasped.
Through the clothes, Zhou Zhiruo also felt the warmth of his big palms coming continuously, she let out a "huh", and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Song Qingshu let go of the red and swollen lips that had been ravaged by him, and laughed softly. His big palm suddenly stopped on her slender neck and stroked it gently.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at Song Qingshu with watery eyes, as if looking at a disciple.
Song Qingshu smiled, his voice still a little hoarse, "Don't look at me like that, Zhiruo."
Zhou Zhiruo pushed him, turned her head away from him, pushed away his big hand that was comforting her neck, and said angrily, "You rascal." In front of outsiders, she looked like an exiled immortal, but now she is real. Rascal.
Zhou Zhiruo Ruyu's skin was blushing, even the roots of her ears were red, Ruyun's hair was also loosened by Song Qingshu, and two strands of black hair hung loosely around her cheeks, adding a bit of glamour.
"Food and sex, you can't blame me, Zhiruo." Song Qingshu smiled, and stroked her black hair again. He loved the silky touch, like a piece of fine silk.
Zhou Zhiruo pressed her hands by her sides, smacked her lips and did not speak.At this time, whatever he said could be molested by him, so it was better not to say anything.
"I really want to marry you back home right away." Song Qingshu sighed softly. He had waited all these years for that day. He wanted to marry Zhi Ruofeng with a beautiful smile and a flowery smile.
"Senior Brother Song, can't you wait?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at him halfway, with a shy and faint smile flashing in her bright eyes.This is not the first time that Song Qingshu has said such words, but every time she hears it, it is not as good as this time, which makes her feel moved, maybe because something really good is coming.
"Yeah, I can't wait." Song Qingshu bent down, put his hands on her side, and the tip of his nose touched hers. The two breathed each other, and the breath was ambiguous, and the room seemed to be hot all of a sudden.
"No." Zhou Zhiruo mumbled, tilting her head back.Song Qingshu's eyes were smiling, but he moved forward relentlessly, his hair fell on her neck as he leaned forward, brushed it softly, causing a tingling itch, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help laughing out in a low voice .
"Qing Shu, you are really lazy, everyone is so busy..." They were suddenly pushed away, and Mo Shenggu's voice also suddenly stopped. Still keep pushing the door.
Zhou Zhiruo immediately pushed Song Qingshu away, wanting to run out, but Song Qingshu quickly grabbed her and half-hid her behind her back.
Zhou Zhiruo was held by Song Qingshu with one hand, and her hot face was covered feebly with the other hand, and her low dick was covered by the bottom of her throat, she was really ashamed to face others.
Mo Shenggu didn't expect to see such an intimate scene between the two of them, and he was at a loss for a moment. Looking at Song Qingshu's eyes as cold as swords, he shuddered, retracted his hands, and smiled embarrassingly: "Junior Sister Zhou is also here ah."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhiruo became more and more ashamed. She clenched a fist with one hand and punched Song Qingshu's back hard. She didn't use much force. Naturally, Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to this strength, but turned her head to comfort her. smile.
As soon as he turned his head to face Mo Shenggu, there was another sharp knife-like look in his eyes.
Mo Shenggu was shocked by the speed at which he changed his face, he touched the back of his head, and said: "Uh... I came to see what Qing Shu is doing, I'll go first, don't disturb you, you can continue. "
"Go slowly, I won't see you off." Song Qingshu's voice was cool.
Mo Shenggu had a bad premonition, smiled at Song Qingshu, and left quickly as if oiling the soles of his feet.Don't forget to close the door when you leave.
Although he is Qing Shu's junior uncle, but with Qing Shu's temperament, he dare not provoke him. It is unknown how Qing Shu will deal with him today.
In fact, he didn't see anything, he didn't see Qing Shu pressing Junior Sister Zhou on the desk, he didn't see Qing Shu belittle her, he didn't see anything...
Martial arts practitioners' ears are naturally sharp, hearing Mo Shenggu's footsteps out of the yard, Zhou Zhiruo shook off Song Qingshu's hand and sat outside at the Eight Immortals table.
She covered her face with her hands, feeling that she would never have the face to see Mo Shenggu again.
"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu called a few times, but Zhou Zhiruo just covered her face and ignored him.
Song Qingshu stood behind her and said with a helpless smile, "Zhiruo."
……
Still no answer.
In fact, he heard Mo Shenggu's footsteps entering the yard just now, but seeing Zhiruo's shy appearance, he only cared about teasing her for a while, but he didn't expect Mo Shenggu to enter the house so quickly.
Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea, reached out to take Zhou Zhiruo's slender hand that covered his face, and said with a flattering smile: "It was my mistake, and I won't do it again in the future."
There is no future.
After today, Mo Shenggu no longer dared to enter or leave his yard at will.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him, didn't take the tea, but raised a finger and said, "Don't do this to me before you get married!"
Today it was Mo Shenggu who bumped into him, next time it might be someone else.
Seeing that she was really embarrassed this time, Song Qingshu nodded in agreement even though he was reluctant in his heart.
That night, Mo Shenggu was called out by Song Qingshu on the pretext of a competition, and the two had a "good competition", but Mo Shenggu collapsed on the training ground from exhaustion, every bone in his body was shaking □□ with.
Mo Shenggu had already lost all his strength.
Qing Shu really didn't cover it up, except for his handsome face, he didn't hurt any part of his body...
The author has something to say:
Hmm... I packed up my things, I'm going to go back to my hometown tomorrow, and I'm going to celebrate the Ghost Festival... I will try to keep it updated in the past few days, if I can't keep it updated, I will make up for it later~ Thank you for still following the article My children's shoes~~
Zhou Zhiruo's hand was held by him, tucked in the wide sleeves that hung down, even if someone passed by, they would not be able to see that the hands of the two were tightly intertwined under the hanging sleeves.
Although she was forced to be held by him.
Zhou Zhiruo waved her hands, wanting to take them out. This is the Wudang sect. There are Wudang disciples coming in and out, and occasionally disciples from other sects. It would be embarrassing if people saw it.
Song Qingshu didn't care about these things, he took her hand and walked towards his own courtyard.Zhou Zhiruo knew that she couldn't hold him back, so she let him lead her as well.
Bypassing the three moon gates, one can see a cluster of emerald bamboos. There are thin and velvety bamboo leaves growing on the straight tree trunks. The wind blows by, and the bamboo leaves are whirling and dancing in mid-air, making the "rustle" of the branches and leaves. Voice.
Zhou Zhiruo stopped at the gate of the courtyard, looked at the green bamboo outside the courtyard wall, took a deep breath, felt the fragrance of the bamboo leaves wrap her, layer by layer, the green and fresh breath lingered in her nose, it smelled very good.
Song Qingshu turned his head to look at her, her small and straight nose fluttered slightly, a little smile flickered in his bright eyes, he stretched out his hand to pinch her nose, and when she turned her head to look at him, he pulled her go to the house.
The furnishings in the house are simple. On the left side of the eye is an eight-panel screen, behind which a tall black wooden bed frame is exposed. On the right side is an Eight Immortals table. Not far behind the table is a door. Behind the door should be a study.
The study room is connected to the bedroom, which is the first time she has seen it.
Due to the simplicity of the furnishings, the interior of the house seems empty. After all, the men's bedroom is different from the women's boudoir, a little more cold and spacious.Thinking that this is Song Qingshu's bedroom, it seemed that the room was filled with his clear breath, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and the fingertips held by Song Qingshu also felt faintly hot.
Song Qingshu held her hand tightly, and naturally felt her change.He didn't say anything, and led Zhou Zhiruo to the door behind the Eight Immortals' Table. The door was pushed open, and the goal was a tall ancient bookshelf, full of all kinds of blue and yellow books. The book case, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed neatly, and several half-person-high wide-mouthed porcelain vases are gathered in the corner, and several scrolls are contained in the vases.
Zhou Zhiruo looked around the study room silently, trying her best to keep calm, she didn't dare to turn her head to look at Song Qingshu beside her, her heart was beating faster and faster, even the pulse on her wrist was dancing with it, her fingertips were hot and trembling.
She was breathing steadily, and just about to pull out her hand, her waist tightened suddenly, and her eyes blurred, she was already sitting firmly on the wide black wooden desk. hanging down.She lowered her eyes, pinched nervously by her loosened hands, and slightly pinched her fingertips into her palms.
Although she lowered her head, she could feel Song Qingshu's eyes on her.
"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu looked down at her and called softly.
Zhou Zhiruo raised her head subconsciously when she heard the sound, and Song Qingshu lowered his head to hold her lips, and rubbed them lingeringly. His big palm also clasped her waist, pulling her into his arms, and embedded her deeper into his chest.
Zhou Zhiruo's lips and tongue were entangled, her face was flushed in two blushes, she was as cold as a fairy, but now she was as delicate as water.
Song Qingshu couldn't stop sucking kisses, and danced around Zhou Zhiruo's fragrant, soft and slippery tongue, but his big palms didn't just clasp her waist like before, but moved up along her waist that couldn't be fully grasped.
Through the clothes, Zhou Zhiruo also felt the warmth of his big palms coming continuously, she let out a "huh", and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Song Qingshu let go of the red and swollen lips that had been ravaged by him, and laughed softly. His big palm suddenly stopped on her slender neck and stroked it gently.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at Song Qingshu with watery eyes, as if looking at a disciple.
Song Qingshu smiled, his voice still a little hoarse, "Don't look at me like that, Zhiruo."
Zhou Zhiruo pushed him, turned her head away from him, pushed away his big hand that was comforting her neck, and said angrily, "You rascal." In front of outsiders, she looked like an exiled immortal, but now she is real. Rascal.
Zhou Zhiruo Ruyu's skin was blushing, even the roots of her ears were red, Ruyun's hair was also loosened by Song Qingshu, and two strands of black hair hung loosely around her cheeks, adding a bit of glamour.
"Food and sex, you can't blame me, Zhiruo." Song Qingshu smiled, and stroked her black hair again. He loved the silky touch, like a piece of fine silk.
Zhou Zhiruo pressed her hands by her sides, smacked her lips and did not speak.At this time, whatever he said could be molested by him, so it was better not to say anything.
"I really want to marry you back home right away." Song Qingshu sighed softly. He had waited all these years for that day. He wanted to marry Zhi Ruofeng with a beautiful smile and a flowery smile.
"Senior Brother Song, can't you wait?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at him halfway, with a shy and faint smile flashing in her bright eyes.This is not the first time that Song Qingshu has said such words, but every time she hears it, it is not as good as this time, which makes her feel moved, maybe because something really good is coming.
"Yeah, I can't wait." Song Qingshu bent down, put his hands on her side, and the tip of his nose touched hers. The two breathed each other, and the breath was ambiguous, and the room seemed to be hot all of a sudden.
"No." Zhou Zhiruo mumbled, tilting her head back.Song Qingshu's eyes were smiling, but he moved forward relentlessly, his hair fell on her neck as he leaned forward, brushed it softly, causing a tingling itch, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help laughing out in a low voice .
"Qing Shu, you are really lazy, everyone is so busy..." They were suddenly pushed away, and Mo Shenggu's voice also suddenly stopped. Still keep pushing the door.
Zhou Zhiruo immediately pushed Song Qingshu away, wanting to run out, but Song Qingshu quickly grabbed her and half-hid her behind her back.
Zhou Zhiruo was held by Song Qingshu with one hand, and her hot face was covered feebly with the other hand, and her low dick was covered by the bottom of her throat, she was really ashamed to face others.
Mo Shenggu didn't expect to see such an intimate scene between the two of them, and he was at a loss for a moment. Looking at Song Qingshu's eyes as cold as swords, he shuddered, retracted his hands, and smiled embarrassingly: "Junior Sister Zhou is also here ah."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Zhiruo became more and more ashamed. She clenched a fist with one hand and punched Song Qingshu's back hard. She didn't use much force. Naturally, Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to this strength, but turned her head to comfort her. smile.
As soon as he turned his head to face Mo Shenggu, there was another sharp knife-like look in his eyes.
Mo Shenggu was shocked by the speed at which he changed his face, he touched the back of his head, and said: "Uh... I came to see what Qing Shu is doing, I'll go first, don't disturb you, you can continue. "
"Go slowly, I won't see you off." Song Qingshu's voice was cool.
Mo Shenggu had a bad premonition, smiled at Song Qingshu, and left quickly as if oiling the soles of his feet.Don't forget to close the door when you leave.
Although he is Qing Shu's junior uncle, but with Qing Shu's temperament, he dare not provoke him. It is unknown how Qing Shu will deal with him today.
In fact, he didn't see anything, he didn't see Qing Shu pressing Junior Sister Zhou on the desk, he didn't see Qing Shu belittle her, he didn't see anything...
Martial arts practitioners' ears are naturally sharp, hearing Mo Shenggu's footsteps out of the yard, Zhou Zhiruo shook off Song Qingshu's hand and sat outside at the Eight Immortals table.
She covered her face with her hands, feeling that she would never have the face to see Mo Shenggu again.
"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu called a few times, but Zhou Zhiruo just covered her face and ignored him.
Song Qingshu stood behind her and said with a helpless smile, "Zhiruo."
……
Still no answer.
In fact, he heard Mo Shenggu's footsteps entering the yard just now, but seeing Zhiruo's shy appearance, he only cared about teasing her for a while, but he didn't expect Mo Shenggu to enter the house so quickly.
Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea, reached out to take Zhou Zhiruo's slender hand that covered his face, and said with a flattering smile: "It was my mistake, and I won't do it again in the future."
There is no future.
After today, Mo Shenggu no longer dared to enter or leave his yard at will.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him, didn't take the tea, but raised a finger and said, "Don't do this to me before you get married!"
Today it was Mo Shenggu who bumped into him, next time it might be someone else.
Seeing that she was really embarrassed this time, Song Qingshu nodded in agreement even though he was reluctant in his heart.
That night, Mo Shenggu was called out by Song Qingshu on the pretext of a competition, and the two had a "good competition", but Mo Shenggu collapsed on the training ground from exhaustion, every bone in his body was shaking □□ with.
Mo Shenggu had already lost all his strength.
Qing Shu really didn't cover it up, except for his handsome face, he didn't hurt any part of his body...
The author has something to say:
Hmm... I packed up my things, I'm going to go back to my hometown tomorrow, and I'm going to celebrate the Ghost Festival... I will try to keep it updated in the past few days, if I can't keep it updated, I will make up for it later~ Thank you for still following the article My children's shoes~~
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