Chapter 609 Song Zhao Cried

Si Yu almost ran wildly all the way.

Like carrying a sandbag, he carried Song Zhao into the wing room of the inner courtyard.

The maids and the guards were all startled by Si Yu's robber posture.

With the door slamming shut.

The bell of the night watch was pale, thinking that Lord Hou was going to do something to the princess, so he mustered up the courage to knock on the door and shouted to the princess.

"Shut up!" Si Yu's repressed and cold voice came out, extremely difficult to provoke.

Bell was even more frightened, and was about to increase the volume, when he was suddenly dragged away by Di Que.

"Didn't you see the princess being bullied by Lord Hou? Where are you from?"

Di Zi said with a straight face, "Don't disturb the affairs between husband and wife."

Ling Dang said in fear, "But Master Hou is so fierce, will he hit the princess?"

"Master Hou doesn't hit women."

Bell wondered, "Really?"

Di Zi was silent for a while, and said three words uncertainly, "It should be."

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inside the house.

Just as Song Zhao was put on the bed by Si Yu, he lay on the edge of the bed and couldn't stop retching.

Si Yu thought she was unwell from drinking too much, so she poured a cup of herbal tea from the table and handed it over.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhao took it in his hand and splashed Si Yu's face without hesitation.

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Song Zhao raised his red eyes, covered his stomach and yelled at him, "My stomach hurts."

It was only then that Si Yu realized that he was so excited just now that he rushed in with Song Zhao on his shoulders.

The girl is so delicate, being held by his cold shoulders, wouldn't it be uncomfortable?

Thinking about it this way, while apologizing in a low voice, he rolled up Song Zhao's dress to see if her stomach was swollen.

"Don't touch me." Song Zhao struggled violently. When he reached out his hand, he kicked his hand with his leg, "I'm still angry."

Si Yu rubbed the corner of his lips.

Suddenly remembered that when Song Zhao drank alcohol for the first time, he also became confused after only two drinks.

I don't know if what she just said is the truth after drinking.

Si Yu held her ankle with his big hand, pulled her towards him, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her angry cheek.

It's been a long time since I kissed Ah Zhao, and Si Yu, who has a good taste, opened his mouth and took a light bite on the spur of the moment.

Song Zhao's body has always had an indescribable sweetness, and at this moment, with the smell of alcohol, he evoked a sense of sexy lust inexplicably.

"Let the future husband take a look." He coaxed in a low voice, and reluctantly let go of his teeth.

With one hand, she forcefully rolled up her skirt and piled it up to her waist, and she saw the red mass of skin on her fair and delicate belly covered by him.

Song Zhao frowned.

There is still a mouthful of wetness on the cheek, which is shining brightly.

Her expression was a little dazed, she stared at Si Yu researchingly, as if she was digesting the sentence about future husband.

And Si Yu took this opportunity to warm up his palms, and gently rubbed her lower abdomen.

Song Zhao huddled in his arms, trembling, and hid back unnaturally, like a poor little girl, "itch."

Si Yu pressed her to keep her from moving, and clicked her tongue softly, "Squeamish."

He was aggrieved by Song Zhaoleng's violence for more than a month.

It's rare to see her so vivid, he had bad intentions, and provocatively tapped her cute belly button with his fingertips.

Seeing her trembling in his palm and humming coquettishly in his arms gave him a perverted sense of satisfaction.

"Why don't you behave yourself now, and dare to seek revenge on me." He stingily turned over the old score.

He even pinched Song Zhao's face, "Pick me to death, are you a widow?"

Song Zhao was like a fish on the board, unable to move even if she wanted to. She stared at the cat's eyes for a while, and suddenly began to shed tears, sobbing uncontrollably in her throat.