Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1073: Late night dark fragrance

When Song Qingshu returned to the Daotai Yamen Courtyard, it was getting late, so she specially invited Cheng Yaojia and his wife to dinner.

To his surprise, 6 Guanying didn't have any cynicism during the event, but was silent all the time. Cheng Yaojia seemed to have thoughts too, and the whole person was utterly unwilling all night.

"Six young villagers just relax. I have been here to heal well during this period of time. There is no safer place in Yangzhou than here." Song Qingshu put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

6 Guanying's face changed, but after all she bowed her hands: "Thank you!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. The attitude of the other party was completely different. It was a bit weird. He couldn't help but glance at Cheng Yaojia. She found that her face was red and white for a while, just subconsciously moving the chopsticks, and the whole person was very worried. Look like.

"Strange." Song Qingshu frowned, but quickly relieved that he has too many things to consider now, so naturally he has no energy to figure out the thoughts of the young couple.

After eating, Song Qingshu arranged the couple to rest in different rooms, and then arranged for a bunch of doctors and maids to take care of 6 Guanying. Cheng Yaojia's face turned red, but she took the initiative to take care of her husband.

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly, knowing that Cheng Yaojia was worried about what she would do to her when she took the opportunity, and wondered if she was so terrible? Your husband is still there now...

But he didn't stop it either. After all, the two of them were husband and wife in name. Although there was some divorce, how could the relationship between their husband and wife for so many years be broken?

After returning to the room, Song Qingshu has been thinking about the current situation in Yangzhou and the issue of Li Kexiu's belonging, unknowingly it was late at night.

Suddenly he moved in his heart and looked up at the door.

"Song...Song son, can I come in?" There were a few soft knocks outside the door, and then Cheng Yaojia's timid voice sounded.

"Please come in!" Song Qingshu keenly noticed that the other party's voice was faintly trembling, and she was strange in her heart. The two have been together for so long, why is she so afraid of herself?

Actually, strictly speaking, Cheng Yaojia and Huang Rong are in the same generation. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is now almost 30 years old, so the age gap between the two is only a few years old, but Cheng Yaojia is bigger after all. She should be counted as his sister, but her shy temperament, coupled with her delicate appearance, when the two get along, Song Qingshu treats her like a little sister.

The door was quickly pushed open from the outside, and a dignified and gentle young woman walked in. A series of plain dresses made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

"Madam is so beautiful now." Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaimed, and at the same time, his eyes fell on her head, which was still carrying water vapor. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower.

"Isn't I beautiful before?" Cheng Yaojia looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly.

Song Qingshu was surprised at her boldness, and at the same time he noticed that she closed the door easily and couldn't help but smiled: "Madam did not seem to have a drink during the dinner today. Why does she seem to be bolder?"

Cheng Yaojia's face flushed, she couldn't help but stomped her feet and said: "You come to make fun of me!"

"Okay, okay, it’s the next time, Xiaosheng is here to make amends to Madam." Song Qingshu deliberately bowed, amused Cheng Yaojia could not help but giggle, "I just don’t know what Madam is looking for so late. What are you doing?"

"Can't I come to you if I'm okay?" Cheng Yaojia bit his lip, and his eyes turned white.

"Of course it is possible. Whenever Madam wants to come to me, I will greet me by sweeping the couch." When Song Qingshu spoke out, I regretted it. The idiom used here is a bit ambiguous, and it is easy for people to misunderstand. But this time There was indeed some wrongdoing, and he did not think about it when he said it.

Sure enough, Cheng Yaojia glanced in the direction of the bed subconsciously, her small face was like a layer of rouge, her full chest was up and down a few times, and she suddenly said, "I want to drink with you, I don’t know the son. Do you appreciate your face?"

Song Qingshu was slightly startled, always thinking she was a little strange today, but still smiled: "It is an honor to be able to drink with Madam, but it is always a great drunk to drink, what if Madam gets drunk?" /

Cheng Yaojia's eyes drooped, and she bit her lip subconsciously. Under the light, her lips were shining with a moist and charming luster: "If you are drunk, you will get drunk."

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and immediately laughed: "Since the lady has this kind of elegance, of course I will accompany her." After speaking, he called a maid at the door and asked her to bring a pot of grape wine.

When Song Qingshu asked the maid to decorate more wine, Cheng Yaojia in the room couldn't help but blush.

He is now a guest of honor at Taotai Yamen, and the maid dare not neglect a bit, and it didn't take long for him to bring the wine.

"Madam, please sit down!" Song Qingshu tenderly moved the stool out for her and made a please gesture.

Where did Cheng Yaojia see the gentleman's demeanor that was popular in later generations, he was flustered and blushed and said thank you.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, sat down opposite her, and poured her a glass of wine: "I toast Madam a glass."

Who knows that Cheng Yaojia shook his head: "The son has helped us and his wife one after another. I should respect you for this cup first."

Song Qingshu shook the jug next to him, haha ​​laughed and said: "There is still a lot of wine here, madam can slowly toast."

Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips, and looked at him with a non-smiling smile: "Then what is your famous glass of wine?"

Song Qingshu looked at her carefully, Cheng Yaojia's cheeks were so beautiful under the candlelight, she couldn't help but admire: "The first cup is to respect the wife and the others than Huajiao."

Despite the distress in her heart, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but smile when he heard him praise him so much: "Well, I'll drink this first glass of wine." After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and was about to deliver it to the corner of his mouth. .

Who knows that Song Qingshu grabbed her beautiful wrist and smiled: "Why madam is so anxious, we haven't clinked glasses yet."

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but spit out her tongue. Tonight, she was always out of mind. No wonder she made such a low-level mistake.

She raised her wine glass and touched the other person, before she raised her head and drank a glass of wine.

Looking at her long and slender pink neck, it slipped slightly when she swallowed the wine, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that she was beautiful and delicious, and drank the wine in the glass.

"Can you let go of my hand now?" After a glass of wine, I don't know if it is wine or shame, Cheng Yaojia's eyes are much brighter than before.

Following her gaze, Song Qingshu noticed that he was still holding her beautiful wrist, but he was no longer a hairy boy, and there was no guilty conscience, so he let it go and laughed: "Forget it for a while, Madam is not surprised." As he said, he filled the two with wine again.

"I toast this second glass of wine..."

Cheng Yaojia just picked up the cup and was interrupted by Song Qingshu: "Madam, I haven't finished the respect yet."

"I'm going to see what name you use this time." Cheng Yaojia's lips rose slightly, and she became more drunk, and she gradually relaxed,

"This second cup of Mrs. Jing's skin is like condensed fat." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"How can there be such a toast," Cheng Yaojia flushed and couldn't help muttering, "not to mention how do you know if my skin is good."

Song Qingshu put her wrist on her, and said frankly, "Because I touched it."

Cheng Yaojia's heart jumped, and she couldn't help but swear softly: "Rogue~" It was just a strong anger in her tone, but it didn't mean to blame.

Seeing Cheng Yaojia drank it obediently, Song Qingshu raised his glass: "This third glass, I respect Mrs....er..."

Cheng Yaojia suddenly rejoiced: "Why, the words are poor, right?"

Song Qingshu's mind suddenly showed the look of her just sticking out her tongue, and she couldn't help but smile: "The third cup, I respect Mrs.'s cute little sweet tongue."

Cheng Yaojia's smile froze suddenly, she stood up suddenly, and her skin was blushed: "You!" Although the two of them are a little ambiguous these days, she is a well-knowing young woman after all, let alone The husband is still next door, how can she stand up to such a naked molestation.

Who knows that Song Qingshu grabbed her: "Isn’t the madam still toasting me? Didn’t she just leave like this?"

Thinking of her husband's request, Cheng Yaojia sighed faintly in her heart, and sat down and drank the red wine in her glass.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to respect herself, Song Qingshu stretched out her hand to cover the glass of wine: "Madam, this glass of wine is extremely precious~IndoMTL.com~ Before this, we must solve some tedious things first, so that we can better taste it. The beauty of this glass of wine."

"What kind of trivial matter?" Cheng Yaojia said with a heartbeat, her face a little unnaturally.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Sixth Young Master is in the yard now. His wife does not take care of him, but she ran into my room to drink in the middle of the night. No matter how she thought it was a little abnormal, something must have happened."

Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips, don't go too far: "It can't be me who is sloppy, do you want to hook up with you in the middle of the night?"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said softly, "After these days and nights, I still don’t know what kind of wife is? If the lady is such a dignified and virtuous woman who is devoted to her husband, then the whole world may not be good Woman."

I don't know why, Song Qingshu had a few plain words, but a warm current rose in Cheng Yaojia's cold heart, especially his deep eyes, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of peace.

But the more this happened, she couldn't help but think of how her husband treated herself, and tears shed steadily.

Song Qingshu stretched out her fingers to wipe away the tear marks on her cheeks, and said softly: "Did the Sixth Young Master let you over?"

Cheng Yaojia looked at him in surprise: "You...how do you know?"

Song Qingshu did not answer her directly, but sighed to himself: "In the eyes of men in this world, women are really just an accessory."

When he said so, Cheng Yaojia couldn't stop her tears from streaming down again.

"Follow me." Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and pulled her out.

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but follow behind him and asked in a daze: "Where to go?"

"Of course it is to find your husband." Song Qingshu's eyes flashed, revealing a hint of inexplicable meaning. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy