Chapter 1455 Fetish

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Huang Rong instantly became angry: "Didn't you just say that you would know in advance as long as someone approached? Even a master like my father is no exception."

Song Qingshu really wanted to swallow the words just now, thinking that he should not show off in the future, or he would easily shoot himself in the foot: "I said that when I am awake, how can I be so alert when I am asleep? If it is an ordinary person Maybe I'll notice it when I get close, but when a master like your father approaches after I'm asleep, I'm not an immortal, so how can I react quickly."

Huang Rong frowned, and had to admit that the other party made a lot of sense. If he lived in another room, it was very likely that he would be discovered by his father, so he had to stay in his own room... As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest. The place.

"We are a married woman, a married man, a single man and a widow... It's inevitable to keep you here, but I can't help you." Although Huang Rong was a little loose, after thinking it over and over, she still refused.

Song Qingshu shrugged and didn't continue to reluctantly: "You're right, I'll go out to find a place to deal with for the night, you should rest early." He smiled at her, and his figure quickly flashed out of the window.

"Hey~" Huang Rong opened her mouth, but in the end she retracted her hand, what could she do if she stopped him, could she keep him here?

Lying on the bed, Huang Rong stared at the top of the bed in a daze. She was sleepy but couldn't fall asleep. She thought about too many things and recalled too many things. In the end, her thoughts were flying and her heart was in a mess.

Boom!

Suddenly, a snow-white lightning flashed outside the window, followed by bursts of terrifying thunder, and the power between heaven and earth was fully displayed at this moment.

Huang Rong's face was struggling, but she finally sat up from the bed, put on her clothes and picked up the umbrella. She was really worried and planned to go out to see Song Qingshu.

"I don't know where he is." Huang Rong bit her lip and stood there in a daze for a while.

Peach Blossom Island is not small, it is not easy to find someone, but of course Huang Rong will not turn her head around, thinking carefully: "He doesn't want to live in another room, why did he run back to my mother's tomb? Thinking about it, it's the safest place right now."

"No, he just finished bathing and changed his clothes, so he shouldn't rush into the rain again and feel uncomfortable in the rain." Huang Rong rejected her initial guess, and finally decided to look in these nearby rooms.

As soon as she opened the door, Huang Rong felt a rush of coolness even though she was wrapped in her coat, but she still forced herself to go out and searched the empty rooms.

She searched for her daughter's room first, but found nothing, then went to the room of Xiao Wu and others, but unfortunately she still didn't find anything.

Suddenly my heart moved, I thought that the other party only ate a few pieces of cakes a day today, will he go to the kitchen?

Huang Rong picked up her skirt and walked quickly towards the kitchen. Who knew that she would meet Huang Yaoshi face-to-face not long after walking.

"What are you doing out here so late?" Huang Yaoshi looked at her suspiciously.

Huang Rong responded quickly and answered without hesitation, "I'm suddenly hungry, and I plan to go to the kitchen to make something to eat."

"You just call those dumb servants to do it." Huang Yaoshi looked at his daughter with pity, "It's inconvenient to do these things when you are pregnant."

"I don't want to bother them so late, not to mention I'm still used to making my own flavors." Huang Rong didn't lower her voice, because she was worried that Song Qingshu was hiding in the kitchen, and hoped that he would hide in advance when he heard the news.

"Yes, those people in cooking can't keep up with you." Huang Yaoshi nodded, "I'll accompany you there, and I can help you."

Huang Rong snorted and suddenly asked, "Daddy, why haven't you slept so late?"

Huang Yaoshi snorted, his face a little ugly: "It's not for Song Qingshu, I suspect that he hasn't left the island at all, so let's check around."

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "Did Dad find anything?"

Huang Yaoshi glanced at her: "Are you worried about him?"

Huang Rong hurriedly shook her head and said with a guilty conscience, "Why should I worry about him?"

"It's fine if you don't," Huang Yaoshi snorted, "you and him can no longer communicate with each other."

"I know... that's it." Huang Rong pouted, for some reason, it seemed that she had returned to the scene where she was in love with Brother Jing but was beaten by her father. This feeling was really familiar.

"I know you don't think so, but you are already married, don't make mistakes." Huang Yaoshi's voice was a little cold, and he warned again.

"I know, I know." Huang Rong felt a little irritable in her heart, and couldn't help snorting, "Isn't my father not Tang Wubo Zhou Kong, why is he like the old pedants of Cheng Zhuli now?"

Huang Yaoshi had a black line on his face: "Although Dad doesn't care about secular etiquette, he values ​​single-minded love most. If you make up your mind to leave that kid Guo Jing, Dad won't say anything else; but since you chose him in the end, you can't have any more. other thoughts."

"What's more, the boy surnamed Song has only been famous for a few years, but he has caused a lot of romantic debts in the arena. Even people like me who don't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes have heard a lot of lustful things about him. How can a man like this have true feelings?" Huang Yaoshi himself was devoted to his wife Feng Heng, and naturally disliked the most philandering people, so although he didn't like Guo Jing, a foolish son-in-law, he hated Song Qingshu more than a frivolous prodigal son.

"Okay, my daughter is not stupid." Huang Rong's expression darkened, in fact, she had already wanted to understand these reasons.

Next, the father and daughter

While cooking in the kitchen and chatting, the father and daughter have not seen each other for many years. Naturally, there is a lot to talk about, and the time is passing by.

Looking at the dishes on the plate, Yaoshi Huang couldn't help frowning and said, "Can you still eat these things when you are pregnant?"

Huang Rong's eyes flickered a little: "I don't know why, I've been very hungry these days, and some want to eat meat."

"Really?" Huang Yaoshi gave her a thoughtful look.

"Dad, do you want to try it?" Huang Rong asked hurriedly.

"I don't eat at night," Huang Yaoshi shook his head. "You're pregnant, and it's raining and slippery. I'll bring it to your room for you."

"No need, my daughter is not that squeamish." Huang Rong was worried that Song Qingshu would kill her with a carbine and go to her room, how dare she let her father go.

Huang Yaoshi suddenly said, "You don't hide anything shameful in your room, right?"

"Of course not, I'm not afraid that you'll be tired, Dad." Huang Rong knew that her father was always shrewd, but now she must have become suspicious. If she refused to continue, he might really be able to guess what.

"I'm one of the five masters of the Central Plains, what's the tiring to carry something." Huang Yaoshi said about his identity of the five masters, and he couldn't help but think that he could only fight with Song Qingshu with all his strength, and his face was even darker. point.

"Then I'll trouble Daddy." Huang Rong pursed her lips and laughed.

After Huang Yaoshi sent his daughter back to the room, his sharp eyes swept away the traces of him secretly with a sigh of relief: "It seems that I have been thinking too much, how could Rong'er be so absurd."

Seeing Song Qingshu's absence, Huang Rong could not help but secretly let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, she felt a little melancholy in her heart. Could it be that they parted silently?

"Okay, it's getting late, you should eat and rest early, Daddy won't disturb you." Dispelling the doubts in his heart, Huang Yaoshi was relaxed. After walking to the door, after thinking about it, he threw a lemon from his sleeve. When he got to the table, he used a clever soft force. Although he threw it so far away, the lemon gently landed on the table without causing any movement, "You are pregnant and eat so much greasy food, be careful with nausea and vomiting, It's time to squeeze some lemon juice."

"Thank you, Dad." Seeing her father's care and concern, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart.

After sending her father away, Huang Rong sat down at the table, but did not move the dishes that she had worked so hard to cook, instead she stood there in a daze with her hands on her cheeks.

"Is it really gone?"

At this time, there was lightning and thunder outside, and Huang Rong felt palpitations. She couldn't help walking to the window and opened the window to look at the dark night sky. Looking at the wind and rain outside, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Where can you go in such a heavy rain? ?"

"Are you worried about me?" A voice came from below.

Huang Rong was taken aback, looked down and saw Song Qingshu shrinking under the windowsill and looking at her with a smile.

"Why are you hiding here?" Huang Rong was both angry and funny. Although it was under the eaves, the wind and rain outside was blowing from time to time, and the place next to him was completely soaked. He kept using his inner strength to keep the rain from blowing over him.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "Your father patrols around like a thief. Where can I hide? I think you are the safest here. If you don't let me in, I can only hide in the corner outside."

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Huang Rong knew that he was pretending, but she was a little apologetic. After all, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, she was not afraid of her father at all.

"Let's talk about it first." Huang Rong took an umbrella to cover him from the wind and rain outside.

So far, Song Qingshu is naturally impolite, and with a slight leap, he came in through the window: "What is so fragrant?"

Huang Rong pointed to the delicacies on the table: "I just made it in the kitchen, if you don't dislike it, eat it."

Song Qingshu was overjoyed: "Rong'er's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. I'm too late to be happy, so why would I dislike it?" He hasn't eaten much today except for a few pieces of cakes.

"Is this specially made for me?" Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing when he saw several delicious dishes.

"It's beautiful." Huang Rong spat, "It was just because I met my father near the kitchen, so I didn't want to be suspicious of him, so I made it."

Seeing her blushing face, Song Qingshu smiled, and stopped asking questions, returning her attention to the dishes she had cooked: "Shrimp with salt and pepper, fried crab with onion and ginger, etc., the rest A plate of... oysters?"

"What happened to the oysters?" Huang Rong looked blank, "Because on the island, there are only these seafoods."

"This is a fetish for men's aphrodisiac, Rong'er, are you implying something?" Song Qingshu asked with a half-smile.

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