Flower Stealing Master Chapter 123: Mind stirring (middle)

Luo Bing can accept the initiative to sacrifice her body to save her husband and even other brothers in the club, but she cannot tolerate her husband's decision to sacrifice herself.

"In that case, the people from the Red Flower Society have been rescued by you?" Luo Bing asked with his eyes drooping and expressionless.

Song Qingshu nodded: "Yes, they left the palace yesterday."

"In that case, why did you lie to me," Luo Bing laughed at himself, "This question is really silly, when I didn't ask."

Song Qingshu was thinking about Xia Qingqing. Knowing that the time was not right, he still asked: "Did you talk to Mrs. Yuan yesterday?"

"Yes, bystander Qing, I just pointed out that you have been just perfunctory her," Luo Bing flashed a hint of revenge on Luo Bing's face. "She wanted to understand that naturally, she went to find someone who could really help her get revenge. "

"So that she has left Yanjing City?" Song Qingshu asked angrily, thinking that Xia Qingqing would not even say hello before leaving, even more angry.

"Of course, you have been lying to her, but you are not the only man in this world who can avenge her. After Madam Yuan wanted to understand, she went to that man."

Seeing Song Qingshu's painful expression, Luo Bing only felt that revenge was not enough. What makes a man angry most? Naturally, another important man appears in the life of the favorite woman.

"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing, squeezing a few words from his teeth.

Xia Qingqing is the most important part of Song Qingshu’s long-term plan. In order to gain the strength to fight against Mingjiao’s advocacy of nonjudgment, Song Qingshu has spotted the Golden Snake Camp with a group of dragons without a leader, but Xia Qingqing is a prerequisite. With Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything is empty talk.

Seeing that Xia Qingqing was what was in his bag, but Luo Bing gave him a few words, and Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.

"Guess it yourself slowly. When you guess it, Mrs. Yuan would have been lying on other men's beds." Luo Bing sneered proudly. Although she hated her husband for abandoning herself, her heart was Understand that this talent is the culprit of everything.

"Do you know why I was hurt last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, without any emotion in his tone.

Thinking that he was kind enough to cook porridge for him last night, Luo Bing couldn’t wait to chop off his hand: "You have done so much unrighteousness, what is the strangeness of the enemies all over the world."

"Oh," Song Qingshu lifted up his clothes, revealing the dark red palm prints between his ribs, "This is the gift from the husband. I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him last night. I didn't know when I saved him, but instead He was tricked..."

"Unexpectedly, today you will be tricked by you again, your husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"

Hearing that Wen Tailai shot Song Qingshu, Luo Bing muttered to himself: "It seems that the fourth brother still cares about me very much..."

Looking at the face of the other happy little woman, all of Song Qingshu's negative emotions burst out at once, his eyes gradually turned red, and he pushed towards Luo Bing who was sitting next to the bed step by step.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Bing finally realized that there was something wrong with Song Qingshu, Hua Rong asked with bleakness.

"I don't know when Qingqing will lie in other men's beds, but I am quite sure that you must lie in other men's arms before her." Standing in front of the bed, Song Qingshu looked at Luo Bing condescendingly.

The fullness and fullness under the woman's placket, and the slender waist with a full grip, all show that the owner is at the peak of a woman's age, like a mature *water*, picking will be early Slightly green, late picking and a hint of decay.

It's a bit more plump than a girl, and has the delicate and delicate weakness that ordinary women lack...Song Qingshu is not a pure-hearted man. In the past, he was more focused on strengthening his strength. It was also for Xia Qingqing and others. I have always followed the principle of slow simmering, knowing that only the precipitation of time can we gain a sincere relationship.

But now facing Luo Bing, Song Qingshu's mood is completely different. There is nothing behind Luo Bing worthy of his conspiracy, so he does not need to manage the relationship between the two carefully, he only needs to appreciate this charming young woman from a purely male perspective. Moreover, she is a married woman. Unlike the cardamom girl, Song Qingshu is not worried about what responsibility she will be responsible for afterwards. When she thinks that she is someone else's wife, she adds a sense of evil taboo in her heart.

Luo Bing has read everything from his eyes. The desires of men are always so unconcealed. His body trembled slightly, and he bent over and wanted to get under Song Qingshu's armpits.

However, Song Qingshu's martial arts are too far apart from Song Qingshu, and she felt a strong force coming from her shoulders, and she had fallen on the bed.

Struggling to get up, but Song Qingshu didn't give her any chance, and the whole body quickly pressed up.

Some people say that a woman is born with a desire to bear the weight of a man's body, but if the man pressing on her is not her lover, what is the woman's psychology?

Luo Bing has completely awakened from the anger just now, followed by extreme panic. She knows what is about to come, and if left alone, she will bring her husband something that will never be washed away. shame.

So she started struggling desperately, hoping in her heart that the other party's serious injury hadn't healed, maybe she didn't have much strength in her hands or feet.

"Song Qingshu~IndoMTL.com~Do you know who is most despised in martial arts?" Luo Bing tried her best to dodge the opponent and kiss her face, physically in vain, she only hopes the power of words .

"The thief, I know," Song Qingshu frowned when the other party was shaking his head desperately, and his voice came out vaguely, "But since your husband has given you to me, you are me. Concubine Ji, what I want to do to my concubine Ji should be taken for granted."

"Song Qingshu, you bastard!" Luo Bing's voice was already crying when he felt that the other hand had reached into his shirt.

"Scream as much as you want, you don't call me but a bit dull."

"Shameless!"

……

The veil danced, a pair of snow-white calves kicked in the air in vain. They suddenly stretched straight and let them down slumped, as if they had accepted their fate, and stopped struggling.

"Huh!" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the window.