Chapter 541

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After all, the people who were making the bridal room dispersed, and the room suddenly became quiet. Song Qingshu staggered to the bed and sat next to the bride: "Rouer, don't mind, these people are used to being vulgar. Well, I just said that just to deal with them."

Smelling the smell of alcohol from the man beside her, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but slandered.

"Rouer, why don't you speak, are you scared?" Song Qingshu asked softly.

Feeling his breath, Jiao Wan'er was so nervous that her whole body was stiff, but hearing his words was unprecedentedly gentle, even though she knew it wasn't her, and she was slightly absent-minded, is this still the ruthless and ruthless demon...

"Oh, come to think of it, we are going to have a glass of wine." Song Qingshu patted his head and suddenly realized that although he has many women in his life, she is the only one who has been married. Naturally, she is not familiar with the tediousness of weddings in this world. details.

There was another Zhou Zhiruo, but when he married her, he hadn't come to this world yet.

From the lower edge of the red hijab, Song Qingshu can be seen staggering towards the table, Jiao Waner secretly clenched her fists, bit her lip and prayed, "Fall! Fall! Fall to death you bastard."

It's a pity that God didn't seem to hear her prayer. Although Song Qingshu limped and stumbled during the whole process, he still managed to walk back with two wine glasses.

Song Qingshu handed the wine glass to the bride, but the bride did not respond at all.

"Why, you're still mad at me." Song Qingshu burped and frowned.

"Hmph, it's best if you slam the door out of anger, then I'll be safe." Jiao Wan'er thought bitterly.

"Oh, looking at my memory, I should have put on the hijab first." Song Qingshu suddenly laughed, "Don't take it offense, Rouer, Brother Song has no previous experience."

"With your methods, would you be inexperienced in this area? You're really talking nonsense with your eyes open, bah!" Jiao Wan'er felt a little soft when she thought of the methods that the other party had made her unheard of that night.

However, feeling that Song Qingshu was picking up her red hijab, Jiao Wan'er raised a heart in her throat.

It's over, when he sees that the bride has become me, he doesn't know what to do with me...

"Huh? Rouer, why do I think you've changed?" Song Qingshu couldn't help rubbing his eyes, looking at the beautiful woman who seemed angry and angry.

The palm of his hand rubbed the bride's face a few times. When Jiao Wan'er was in a state of unease, Song Qingshu sighed: "Rouer, it seems that I'm really drunk, and I actually recognize you as Mrs. Luo."

She never expected the plot to develop like this. Jiao Wan'er looked at Song Qingshu with a worried look on her face, and looked at her like an idiot. She was panicked and couldn't help laughing secretly.

"Rou'er, you won't blame me." Song Qingshu gently hugged the bride's waist and sighed softly, "Because I have done something very sorry for her recently, and I feel guilty, I often I would dream of her at night, but I didn't expect to have hallucinations when I was drunk."

Originally, when Song Qingshu's hand was on her body again, Jiao Wan'er was almost stiff, but listening to what he said next, she was completely stunned.

How could that be, how could that devil be guilty!

Song Qingshu appeared in Jiao Wan'er's dreams every day these days, causing her to wake up in the middle of the night every time. The fear and fear of him had long been deeply rooted in her bones. Of course, she didn't believe what Song Qingshu said.

However, Jiao Wan'er still mustered up the courage to look into Song Qingshu's eyes, and found that his eyes were indeed full of confusion and guilt, and she couldn't help being stunned, did he really not recognize him?

"Hey, Rouer, have you been tapped for acupuncture points?" Although Song Qingshu was drunk, the master instinct was still there. It was fine before. Now that she is holding Jiao Waner, how can she not notice the strangeness of her body.

"Ah, it must be that Nizi Youyou did it, no wonder she was waiting at the door just now," Song Qingshu quickly reacted, and hurriedly relieved Jiao Wan'er of the acupuncture point, "Don't blame her, Rouer, she has always been a jealous jar. Maybe it's a little uncomfortable to see you marry me, that's why I play with you like this."

As soon as Jiao Wan'er got out of trouble, he pushed Song Qingshu aside, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed and ran out.

faint? Qingqing? Hmph, no one can do such a good thing without her. Hearing Song Qingshu describe Xia Qingqing as a jar of vinegar, Jiao Wan'er nodded in sympathy.

"Hey, Rouer, where are you going?" Jiao Waner just fled to the door when Song Qingshu's humming voice came from behind.

Jiao Wan'er saw that Song Qingshu had no intention of chasing after him, so she couldn't help but look back curiously, only to see Song Qingshu collapsed on the bed weakly, as if she had fallen asleep.

What a godsend!

Jiao Wan'er's heart jumped, and after hesitating for a moment, she took out a dagger from her arms and walked to the bed step by step.

This dagger was after that night, and Jiao Wan'er deliberately prepared to defend herself, waiting for the next time Song Qingshu attacked her again, and unexpectedly gave him a knife, who knew that Song Qingshu seemed to have nothing happened during these days, and he never came to find him again. Having passed her, she was both happy and disappointed.

Xia Qingqing had just made up her mind just now, and didn't check Jiao Wan'er's underwear in a hurry. After all, in Xia Qingqing's opinion, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, how could Jiao Wan'er have a chance to hurt him, not to mention that she was acupointed by herself.

all kinds of coincidences

Next, Jiao Wan'er was left with a good opportunity for revenge. At this time, as long as he stabbed lightly, he could send that demon to hell.

Jiao Wan'er gestured with the dagger above Song Qingshu's chest. Just as she was about to stab it, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of Zeng Rou, who was huddled in the innermost quilt. She couldn't help but hesitate.

Zeng Rou has always been on good terms with her, so wouldn't she make her a widow as soon as she got married? And this bastard's identity is no small matter now. If he died in the bridal chamber, Sister Rou would become the biggest suspect...

It is inappropriate to destroy her bridal chamber, so how could she fall into such a desperate situation? Looking at the defenseless man on the bed, Jiao Wan'er's face turned red and then white, obviously a fierce struggle was going on in her heart.

Forget it, I will leave you alone for now, and I will find a good opportunity to take revenge in the future.

Jiao Wan'er glared at Song Qingshu angrily, but she was unwilling to take back the dagger. She knew very well in her heart that with Song Qingshu's martial arts, she had no hope of taking revenge directly. How could it be easier to find such a good opportunity in the future?

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