Chapter 429

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"Hey, Ah Jiu, what should we do when you're gone?" Xia Qingqing was quick-witted and grabbed Zhu Yuluo who was running out. Among the three daughters, only Ah Jiu had seen the method of double cultivation. Zhou Zhiruo could only stare with big eyes.

Being pulled back by Xia Qingqing, Zhu Yuxi's face was flushed and she was ashamed, and muttered, "Just like with him... like you usually do, the infuriating energy in his body will automatically run."

At this time, Zhu Yuluo cursed Song Qingshu to death in her heart, thinking that you should pretend to be fainted, leave me here to shame and reveal the truth, but also worried that the other two women will let go of their shame and anger, and she can't save Song Qingshu by herself.

"That's it," Xia Qingqing was also a little embarrassed, "Ajiu, you still stay here, if something happens, you will be safe."

On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo's face was red and white. The relationship between her and Song Qingshu was not enough for outsiders. The few times she had made out with Song Qingshu was a coincidence. She had to do it. come face.

"Sect Master Zhou, you should come." Xia Qingqing's tone was a little shy. After all, her nominal identity is Mrs. Yuan, and there are two real women Song Qingshu, so she has the nerve to intervene.

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a while, and quickly said, "Come on, I will protect you."

Xia Qingqing was extremely speechless, how could such a thing need a Dharma protector!

"Sister Zhou, you are Brother Song's wife after all." Seeing Xia Qingqing's dilemma, Zhu Yuluo couldn't help but help her.

Seeing the two women looking at her earnestly, Zhou Zhiruo almost wanted to cry without tears, and she was embarrassed to say that she and Song Qingshu were actually just a couple in name.

Thinking of recommending a pillow seat in front of other women, Zhou Zhiruo made up her mind and walked away, but when she glanced at Song Qingshu, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, she couldn't help herself.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed faintly: "Let's stop saying goodbye to each other. He's injured so badly now that I can't handle it alone. Let's help him heal together."

Zhou Zhiruo thought clearly in her mind that instead of dealing with Song Qingshu in front of the two women, it would be better for everyone to be together. This would be fair to everyone.

Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's proposal, Zhu Yuruo and Xia Qingqing couldn't help looking at each other, and Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be dizzy, was even more shocked.

"You can save him, I... I'm Mrs. Yuan after all." Although Xia Qingqing acted daringly, this scene was too shocking, so she subconsciously retreated.

"Qingqing, don't pretend, Song Lang has already told me about the matter between you and him." Thinking that if Xia Qingqing left, she would be the only one left to face Zhou Zhiruo, who had a cold aura. She shuddered and couldn't care about anything, dragged Xia Qingqing into the water and said that she and Xia Qingqing had a deep relationship. In her subconscious, Xia Qingqing and herself were on the same front. With her help, she had the confidence to face Zhou Zhiruo.

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Zhiruo let go instead. Seeing the coy looks of the two women, she subconsciously took on the demeanor of a big woman and began to arrange tasks: "Ninth Princess, please help Song Qingshu up and infuriate from his Dazhui point. , help us heal him; Qingqing, you...you are responsible for getting that... pickled thing up first..."

"He's in a coma, how do we do this?" Xia Qingqing was dumbfounded.

Zhu Yuyu bit her lip lightly, and whispered something in her ear, Xia Qingqing's face turned red all of a sudden: "Ajiu, you've learned badly from him."

Although he complained, he hesitated for a moment and sat down on the couch, leaning his head between Song Qingshu's legs.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at it and was embarrassed to look at it again, thinking behind the scenes: How could they be so bold...

"It's your turn." While Zhou Zhiruo was still thinking wildly, Xia Qingqing raised her head, pulled Zhou Zhiruo over, and pushed him to the front of Song Qing's writing. She was a little annoyed at Zhou Zhiruo's arrangement and wanted to take revenge on the other party.

Zhou Zhiruo staggered, her face directly hit Song Qingshu's lower abdomen, her fair face was numb from being poked by something. A fragrant and sweet fragrance came to her nostrils. Looking at the ferocious appearance in her eyes, she, who had always loved Jie, found that there was not a trace of disgust in her heart.

Feeling that Xia Qingqing and Zhu Yuluo were waiting for her to act with a half-smile but not a smile, Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth, thinking that as Song Qingshu's real wife, there was no reason for other women to see jokes.

The strange fragrance circulating in the house made Zhou Zhiruo bolder than usual, and elegantly unbuttoned the ribbon around her waist, revealing her delicate body as crystal clear as jade, and leaned gently on Song Qingshu...

The next morning, when Zhou Zhiruo woke up, she found a snow-white slender thigh on her waist, "I don't know if it's Xia Qingqing's or Ah Jiu's."

After a moment of loss, Zhou Zhiruo finally recalled the humiliating scene yesterday.

Gently patted her cheek, Zhou Zhiruo shook her head slightly, she really couldn't understand why she was so bold last night... Speaking of which, it's all because of that bastard!

He turned his head and glared at the culprit, only to find that his eyes had already been opened, and he was looking at himself with a smile.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how to face this man for a while, and subconsciously turned her head to the other side.

With a faint smile on Song Qingshu's face, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her smooth chin: "Zhiruo, last night was the first time you took the initiative to give it to me."

"I'm just trying to save people." Zhou Zhiruo said stubbornly.

"Oh? I didn't know my Zhiruo was so kind.

A good little white flower, willing to donate her own body in order to save others. " Song Qingshu teased.

"Whoever belongs to your family, even if it's another man, this girl will save her like this if she wants to." Zhou Zhiruo snorted.

"You look so arrogant and cute," Song Qingshu put his lips to her ear, and murmured while exhaling hot air, "However, you actually have the idea of ​​​​giving other men, this is absolutely unbearable. Every inch belongs to me alone."

"How can you be like this~" Zhou Zhiruo was lightly angered, but for some reason, she couldn't feel any resentment when the other party declared her sovereignty.

"That's how I am." Song Qingshu's voice just fell, and his whole body rode on Zhou Zhiruo again.

"Don't~ They..." Feeling the changes in Song Qingshu's body, Zhou Zhiruo knew what he was going to do at once, and waved her hands quickly.

"Don't worry, I clicked on their sleeping point, they couldn't hear it." Song Qingshu smiled evilly, rubbing her big hands on Zhou Zhiruo's round thighs.

"You're such a bastard!" Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful watery eyes were oozing out of water, and she couldn't help but scold, but she subconsciously spread her legs to welcome Song Qingshu's entry.

"Oh~" Feeling that his body was wrapped in a warm and tight place, Song Qingshu subconsciously hummed with satisfaction, "Zhiruo, do you still want to kill me?"

Zhou Zhiruo suffered the impact of his body, and couldn't help showing a happy and sweet expression, her pink arms were gently wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and she hummed softly, "If you make me so happy every time, I can Consider not killing you."

"I can also make you happier." Song Qingshu laughed, and immediately stimulated the joyful infuriating, the familiar sweet fragrance gradually spread out.

Zhou Zhiruo sniffed between her nose, and soon felt that her body was more than ten times more sensitive than usual. While shaking violently, she said with a crying voice, "What exactly is this fragrance emitting from your body?"

Song Qingshu said proudly, "It's something that makes women's legs go weak." He couldn't help but slander in his heart: The esoteric master who created the Huanxi Zen method back then was a proper lecher.

"Does it work for any woman?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed with a hint of intoxication.

Song Qingshu nodded proudly: "Even if it is an iceberg, it will melt into boiling water when it smells this fragrance."

"Why didn't you use it for me before?" Zhou Zhiruo looked complicated, and understood that if Song Qingshu had used this method from the very beginning, even if she hated him to the bone, she would not be willing to leave him physically.

"This effect is too domineering. If you see a woman, it's too boring." Song Qingshu grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder and turned her over.

Feeling that Song Qingshu had left her body, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness. Just as she was about to say something, her waist sank, and Song Qingshu squeezed in from behind again. The familiar sense of fulfillment made her waist and eyes numb, and her whole body trembled violently. stand up.

"Only women who are willing to make out with me will I use this fragrance to add some boudoir joy." Song Qingshu gently stroked Zhou Zhiruo's delicate back muscles, and sighed softly, "Zhiruo, your body is really beautiful. ."

Hearing her lover's compliment, Zhou Zhiruo felt a burst of sweetness in her heart, subconsciously sank her waist, and half-kneeled on the bed to facilitate Song Qingshu's entry.

Song Qingshu felt even more pity for Zhou Zhiruo's small movements, and her movements became more gentle.

"Don't use this ability to harm women casually~" Zhou Zhiruo clung to the silk quilt under her body with both hands, and said gruffly when she was just breathing.

"That's natural." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.

"No, no, I allow you to use this ability to deal with someone." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly called out, as if remembering something.

"To whom?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

"Zhao Min." Zhou Zhiruo said in a greasy voice.

"You are really a natural pair of enemies." Song Qingshu suddenly laughed dumbly, "Do you think it's worth it to compensate me for the grievances of the past?"

"Zhao Min's little demon girl has a bad stomach, but she looks so beautiful, don't tell me you haven't been moved," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, and saw Song Qingshu's insincere words at a glance, "But you can play with her body. Now, it's better to let her be your concubine, so that I can let her bring me tea and water every day."

Thinking of the pride, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help giggling.

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