[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

"Uncle Six, Uncle Seven." Zhou Zhiruo called out to Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu.

"Hi, sister-in-law." A group of young disciples also looked at Zhou Zhiruo with smiles on their shoulders.Even someone as indifferent as Zhou Zhiruo felt a little shy.

"Senior Brother Song, you married a beautiful girl, shouldn't you also express that we are all waiting for you." A handsome young disciple was sent out to lead the charge.

Song Qingshu held Zhou Zhiruo's slender waist with one hand, and was about to refuse, when Mo Shenggu added: "It's been a long time since we've had such a lively scene on Wudang Mountain, everyone is more enthusiastic, and Qingshu's daughter-in-law should be more forgiving. Big guy."

Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red when she called Qingshu's daughter-in-law. Seeing everyone looking at her with bright eyes, she could only softly respond, "Yes, Master Mo."

"Qingshu, look, your daughter-in-law is so generous, you can't be stingy." Mo Shenggu set Song Qingshu up every step of the way, and today he made up his mind not to let him go.Zhou Zhiruo agreed, so he must have nothing to say as a husband.

Song Qingshu glanced at him with a smile like a spring breeze, and secretly wrote down the account in his heart.

"The bride is thin-skinned, so we don't want to go too far. In this way, the bride will take the initiative to kiss our groom first, and then take off our groom's obscene clothes. Do you agree?" Mo Shenggu stood At the very front, he put his hand on a little disciple and smiled evilly.Everyone laughed and agreed.

Zhou Zhiruo was so ashamed that she wanted to bury her face in Song Qingshu's arms and disappear. Song Qingshu patted her on the head reassuringly, and said with a smile: "The first one is fine, but the second one is avoided. How about this? I will punish myself." Three cups will be regarded as an apology, Zhiruo is also tired today, everyone please be merciful."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu lifted the jug, raised his head and lifted the jug, and the slender liquid flowed into his mouth.After eating a pot of yellow soup, Song Qingshu tossed the jug casually, and a little blush appeared on his eyelids. He looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a smile, approached her, sprayed a faint smell of alcohol on her face, and said with a smile: "Zhiruo."

Zhou Zhiruo blinked her eyes, raised her head and kissed him lightly on the cheek, and the room immediately burst into applause.Song Qingshu didn't know if he was drunk or something, and squinted at Zhou Zhiruo and smiled. The smile was not the gentle and elegant in the past, but it was a bit childish.

"Okay, you can go." Song Qingshu turned around and gave the order to evict guests politely.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was already drunk, Mo Shenggu let out an "ah" and Yin Liting walked out, holding Mo Shenggu's collar, and said, "Okay, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, let's not stay here I'm bothering Qingshu."

Yin Liting stepped forward and left, and everyone left with him.Zhang Wuji walked at the end and closed the door, he happened to see Brother Song hugging Zhiruo and resting his chin on her neck, the two were very intimate, Zhang Wuji felt a little shy, and left sadly.

Seeing Zhang Wuji close the door and leave, Song Qingshu smiled.

Zhou Zhiruo patted the head buried in her neck, and said softly, "Senior Brother Song, are you drunk?" Just now seeing him like that, I think he was a little drunk.

Song Qingshu gave a vague "um", moved his head, and found a more comfortable position, still buried in her neck, smelling the faint fragrance of her body.

Zhou Zhiruo supported his back with one hand, and walked slowly towards the bed. Song Qingshu was actually only a little bit drunk, but at this moment he just wanted to rely on Zhiruo so much, so he simply pretended to be drunk.When they got to the bed, Zhou Zhiruo patted Song Qingshu's back, "Senior Brother Song, lie down first, it will be more comfortable."

Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't respond after speaking, she stretched out her hand directly to break away his arms around her waist, pushed hard, and pushed him down on the soft bed.

This phoenix crown is really not light. Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to take off the phoenix crown, and a black hair immediately poured down her graceful and slender back. Song Qingshu, who was half lying on the couch, could not help squinting, and a cluster of flames in his eyes instantly ignited again.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't seem to realize it, she washed herself with the warm water in the golden basin, revealing her clean face without any makeup, then picked up a clean handkerchief and went to the bed, seeing Song Qingshu squinting her eyes, she didn't know why Drunk or awake, she couldn't help but smiled, and carefully wiped his face and hands with a handkerchief.

After putting the handkerchief back into the golden basin, Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu, his handsome face was already stained with crimson, and his long eyelashes covered his pupils, covering the expression in his eyes.Brother Song is drunk, what should we do?

Although Song Qingshu half-closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk, he still looked at Zhou Zhiruo all the time. Seeing her look like this, he pretended to have a headache and moaned softly. Zhou Zhiruo really stepped forward and pressed his forehead, and asked softly : "Senior Brother Song, do you have a headache?"

As soon as Song Qingshu grasped her slender wrist, and pulled her forward, Zhou Zhiruo might as well pounce forward for a moment, and she just fell into his arms. Song Qingshu raised his hand and clasped her chin, and met her eyes with a smile that was not a smile. Her watery eyes said, "Zhiruo, when the time comes, will you still call me Brother Song?"

Only then did Zhou Zhiruo realize that he was pretending to be drunk. After hearing what he said, she lowered her eyes and then raised them to look straight at him, with curved eyebrows, "Brother Qingshu."

Song Qingshu hugged her slender waist with one hand and leaned close to him, his thin lips touched her red and gorgeous Shenghua's lips, first he rubbed gently, then tentatively inserted the tip of his tongue, and then plundered like a storm, Zhou Zhiruo could only It seemed that even his mind was going to be taken away by his lips and tongue this time.

It was just a kiss, her face was already flushed, and she leaned against his arms panting for breath, Song Qingshu patted her back, with a deep smile in his voice, "I really miss this, Zhiruo." He It's been a while since I've been this close to her.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak, Song Qingshu sat up suddenly, took off his boots, then quickly bent over and reached out to take off Zhou Zhiruo's boots and threw them on the ground.Immediately with a big hand raised, the red curtain slowly fell, Song Qingshu also turned around and rolled into the bed with Zhou Zhiruo in his arms.

He condescendingly looked at Zhou Zhiruoxiang's blushing cheeks and spring water in her eyes, and while his heart was shaking, he lowered his head and held her lips in his mouth. The two of them intersected, necked, entwined, and the fabric rubbed against each other, bringing out the sound of spring. .

The long candles flickering outside the curtain, red dresses falling down, red curtains swaying, the ground is full of beauty, and the room is full of spring.

The sky is not yet clear, and the vermilion curtain hides the lingering night.

Song Qingshu was lying on the bed contentedly. He rested his forehead on one hand, and looked at the sleeping person unblinkingly with his black eyes. His black hair was scattered on his broad and strong shoulders, and his chest that had not been exposed to the sun all year round The front is printed with thin scratch marks and blossoming red plums.

The slender and round shoulders are connected with a pair of jade white arms exposed on the big red brocade quilt, which makes the skin like jade, and the dots on the slender neck are like red plum blossoms blooming on the white snow.

Zhou Zhiruo was still sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, casting a shadow, her red lips were slightly pursed, and a slight arc of a smile appeared.

Song Qingshu didn't want to disturb her sleep, Zhiruo must be tired after tossing and tossing all day and night.Just seeing her cute sleeping face, he still couldn't help stretching out his fingers to walk gently on her reddish and soft face.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo didn't know that her face had fallen into the "demon's clutches", she still slept soundly.

It wasn't until dawn that Zhou Zhiruo groaned and woke up leisurely.When Fang opened his eyes, he saw Song Qingshu smiling at her with his bare chest. Recalling what happened last night, Zhou Zhiruo shyly closed her eyes, not daring to look any more.

Song Qingshu pulled her into his arms, and without regard to other things, he pressed a kiss on the center of her lips. He wanted to go deeper, but Zhou Zhiruo opened his eyes and raised his hand to cover his thin lips, saying angrily: "I haven't washed yet."

"Stop pretending to be asleep?" Song Qingshu took her palm and kissed it, jokingly said with a smile.

Zhou Zhiruo hastily withdrew the back of her hand and turned around, but unexpectedly revealed a flawless back, Song Qingshu was feasting his eyes on it, and couldn't help lingering on it with his long fingers.

Zhou Zhiruo was angry and annoyed, so she had to turn around and stare at Song Qingshu angrily.Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, he withdrew his hand and looked at her innocently, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, my wife, I don't dare to do it for my husband."

It's just that Zhou Zhiruo's cloudy temples and flushed cheeks make it hard to be an upright gentleman who doesn't look sideways.With a beauty in his arms, it doesn't matter if this gentleman doesn't do it.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to get up." Zhou Zhiruo sat up halfway with the quilt in one hand, and gathered her long hair hanging behind her shoulders. Seeing the charming charm of the young woman, she turned her head to look at Song Qingshu, it didn't matter if she didn't look at it, but after looking at it, Song Qingshu's stomach tightened.

He couldn't stand the slightest provocation at the moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled Zhou Zhiruo past him, leaned over to look at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhiruo."

The spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king does not go to court early.He understood this feeling today.

After the two of them got up, washed and took care of themselves, it was already the third watch in the morning.Song Qingshu still wanted to draw eyebrows for Zhou Zhiruo, but looking at the bright sun outside, Zhou Zhiruo didn't want to waste any more time, so she promised to have this thrush's boudoir fun next time.

At this time, all the disciples had already gone to practice martial arts, because Zhang Sanfeng had explained it, so Song Qingshu got up a little too early before taking Zhou Zhiruo to the side hall to pay his respects.

After greetings, Song Qingshu took Zhou Zhiruo around because someone was packing their luggage and it was inconvenient to go back, thinking that Zhou Zhiruo was still sore at the moment, Song Qingshu only took a few casual steps, and then supported Zhou Zhiruo I went to sit in the gazebo.

Although they got married on Wudang Mountain, Song Qingshu has his own mansion not far from the foot of Wudang Mountain, and it is not easy for the two of them to live on Wudang Mountain after they get married, so Song Qingshu had already told Zhang Sanfeng that they would be married tomorrow Moved to the mansion under the mountain.The young couple just got married, so they need to get along well, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and agreed without saying anything, Song Yuanqiao knew about this earlier, but he just gave Song Qingshu a few words and didn't say anything else.

The author has something to say:

This one is a bit late, and it will be presented on the wedding night of the bridal chamber.

Well, post it first tonight, I’ll check it out tomorrow morning, if there are any blocked words, I’ll edit it tomorrow, good night everyone~~~