Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1453: Choose

"This **** actually took you so much advantage!" Huang Yaoshi was furious, slapped a palm on a stone railing next to him, and immediately shattered the railing. .

"He was not deliberate that night, everything can only be said to be good fortune, not to mention that he saved my life and Brother Jing many times." Huang Rong also told his father about many things that happened afterwards. Especially this time Lin'an rescued several times. In fact, she didn't understand why she would speak for that person, but seeing her father so furious, she couldn't help but explain for Song Qingshu.

Huang Yaoshi gave her a deep look: "Did you have feelings for him."

Huang Rong's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly shook her head: "No, absolutely not!"

Huang Yaoshi took a deep look at him and stopped speaking. After a long silence, he finally said: "Rong'er, who is the child in your stomach?"

Huang Rong trembled and blushed and said, "Of course it's Brother Jing."

"Really?" Huang Yaoshi's eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

Huang Rong bit her lip and said, "The child will be named Guo anyway."

Wang Yaoshi was thoughtful and stopped asking questions on this topic. Instead, he turned to the topic: "Does Guo Jing know about this?"

Huang Rong shook her head blankly: "I didn't tell him."

Master Huang Yao sighed: "Although I have always disliked Guo Jing's boy, but I also admit that he is an indomitable hero. You can never hide this from him for the rest of your life."

"What's the point of this incident telling him, apart from adding to his worries, it caused irreparable rifts in the relationship between our husband and wife," Huang Rong was very firm, "I will never let him know about this. I will use the rest of my life to make up for what I owe him."

Huang Yaoshi shook his head: "This is what I worry about the most. You barely maintain this marriage. In the end, you will have more guilt and debts, and you will never be able to return to the pure love. This way Are you really happy?"

"You were not the fault of this incident. Based on what I know about Guo Jing, if you tell him the truth, he won't blame you. Rather than spend a lifetime full of deception and guilt, it is better to be honest with him. Report, completely untie this knot."

Huang Rong's face was a little pale: "Father, don't force me, I really can't tell him the truth about this kind of thing."

Huang Yaoshi took a deep look at her: "It seems that you still have a real affection for the boy surnamed Song."

"I didn't!" Huang Rong hurriedly denied.

Huang Yaoshi went to the door of the tomb and opened the stone door, looking at the roaring storm outside, and then said after a long time: "You are now in a dilemma. Reason tells you that you can't do things that I'm sorry for Guo Jing, but emotionally you can't control it... …I know what you’re worried about. You are not only worried about hurting Guo Jing, but also worried about being cast aside by the whole world. But you are my Dongxie’s daughter. How can you manage the red tape of the world? As long as you really like it in your heart, you will directly break with Guo Jing. This marriage, with Song Qingshu, even if the whole world rejects you, Dad will support you."

Huang Rong looked at him in surprise: "Father, do you admire Song Qingshu so much?"

A trace of irritation flashed across Huang Yaoshi’s face: "I admire his ass!"

He also realized that he was a little gaffe, and he snorted before continuing: "I just don't want you to pass through regrets and hesitations to help you make a choice: Either break up with the surname Song, completely separate from each other, and then Tell Guo Jing everything, so that you won’t be afraid of Song Qingshu's entanglement in the future; or if you have a long pain than a short one, you will break up with Guo Jing and let Song Qingshu marry you. Then you will be completely relieved and your child will have a biological father."

Huang Rong blushed almost dripping out of water: "Father, I told you that the child is not..."

Huang Yaoshi interrupted directly: "It's OK, take your mother's face, you don't have to worry so much. Think carefully about how to choose."

Huang Rong took a deep breath and replied firmly: "I have already thought about it a long time ago, so naturally I will choose Brother Jing."

Huang Yaoshi stared into her eyes and said coldly: "Well, if the surname Song comes to pester you again, I will interrupt his dog legs!"

Huang Rong couldn't help muttering: "Who will interrupt whose leg then..."

Yao Shi Huang wanted to raise his eyebrows instantly: "What did you say?"

Huang Rong spit out her tongue, as if she was back in her teenage years, she hurriedly explained with a grin: "Father, how can Song Qingshu help me and Brother Jing, it can be regarded as our friend. How can we do it? Come and go, I don’t know how to explain it when Brother Jing asks."

"Fuzzy, you have had skin-to-kin relatives. If you keep in touch with each other, it is hard to guarantee that you will make mistakes and do something regrettable." Huang Yaoshi said angrily.

"No, I have a sense of measure." Huang Rong said stubbornly.

"I hope so." Huang Yaoshi sighed, and the storm seemed a little lighter outside of Kung Fu. He continued, "Let's go home soon. Your clothes shouldn't be dry yet, right? Go back. I took a hot bath and changed my clothes."

"Yeah." Huang Rong's face flushed, but her heart was secretly moved. Although her father had been reprimanding her, he still cared about her body, worried that she might be infected with the cold due to wet clothes.

Huang Yaoshi picked up the dress that had just been placed at the door and put it on her daughter, protecting her all the way back home. He hurriedly ordered the servant to prepare hot water and clean clothes for her to bathe, and he hurriedly ran back to the room to prepare her a prescription to keep her away from the cold.

Furthermore, Huang Rong was lying in the tub, a warm feeling rose from all over her body, and she stared out the window blankly. Although the storm is much smaller now, it is still a dangerous weather for going out to sea.

"I don't know if he will be buried in the sea?" Huang Rong muttered to herself.

"That's how you want me to die." At this time, a joking voice came from the room.

Huang Rong turned her head around in disbelief, and found Song Qingshu was leaning on the other side of the window sill, looking at this side with a smile.

"Didn't you go to the sea?" Huang Rong exclaimed.

"You just went to the sea," Song Qingshu said with a black line when he heard the words "Xiahai", "I'm embarrassed to stay in the situation just now, otherwise, wouldn't your father try my best with me. But I'm not a fool. Under such a big storm...Ah, oh, go out to feed the fish."

"So you quietly came back?" There was a smile in Huang Rong's eyes.

"Of course, fortunately, you have explained to me the organs on the island before, so I can find here all the way. Otherwise, I might be blown into the sea if I ran into the sky in such a big storm." Song Qingshu said happily.

Huang Rong thought of something to each other, and put her hands in her chest tensely, and she shrank under the tub, with only one head exposed outside: "When did you come?"

Song Qingshu laughed: "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, I didn't see anything."

Huang Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but almost fainted when he heard the following sentence: "Anyway, I have finished reading what should or should not be seen."

"You!" Huang Rong was breathing fast, her eyes full of anger.

"Okay, okay, you can wash it quickly, I was soaked in soup, I feel very uncomfortable, and I want to wash it." Song Qingshu said while pulling on the wet clothes on his body, with a disgusting expression on his face. .

"Don't mess around, my father is not far away, I'm going to shout." Huang Rong was shocked, and his body became more and more underwater.

Song Qingshu gave her an angry look: "Where did you think of it, I'm not going to wash it with you, but let me wash it with water after you wash it."

Huang Rong flushed, and flatly refused: "No!"

"Why?" Song Qingshu said blankly.

"I have washed this water, how can...how can I give it to you?" Huang Rong bit her lip and groaned.

"What should I do, let the servants prepare another bucket of water? Someone who is so savvy as your father will surely think of something," Song Qingshu waved his hand and said thoughtfully, "Don't worry, I won't I hate your bath water."

Huang Rong almost fainted. Why don't you dislike me? It's obviously that I dislike you, OK? How can a woman's bath water be used by a man?

But she also knows what Song Qingshu said is reasonable. If she refilled a bucket of water with her father’s ingenuity, she would definitely be able to detect the abnormality. Seeing his soaked body at this time, she knew that he is now the dignified King Qi. It's not to send myself back, and I won't be so embarrassed.

With a secret sigh, Huang Rong said: "Then you wait a moment."

"Okay, you wash slowly, I'm not in a hurry." Song Qingshu leaned on the window sill in his spare time, with a very chic expression.

Huang Rong thought that if you were here, where could I take it slowly, although he did not look here, she always felt very uncomfortable. She swept over the screen on the side and flicked the towel next to her. , Wrapped around the screen, pulled it over to block between the two.

Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a little depressed: "You don't believe in my character."

Huang Rong took a sip, and said with a smile: "What kind of character do you have."

Song Qingshu snorted: "I have done nothing to you Qiu along the way, right?"

"Where did you get out of the Han Mansion on the sedan chair before?" Huang Rong's words left him speechless.

"As the saying goes, knowing mistakes can improve the greatness~IndoMTL.com~ Didn't I make corrections later?" Song Qingshu mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Because you were still a gentleman later on, that's why I kept you in the house so politely. Otherwise, do you think I would tolerate you like this?" Huang Rong quickly wiped his body and hid behind the screen. Put on your clothes.

Song Qingshu was in tears at this moment. Good people have rewards. The ancients are sincere. I would not deceive them. If she hadn’t agreed to change clothes and bake in the same room with herself before, let alone be like this He left himself in the room while taking a bath.

Although I can’t see it, the Qi machine is locked, and she can hear that she is in a hurry to put on clothes. Song Qingshu can’t help but remind: “Don’t worry, I won’t take a peek, you’re pregnant. Be careful not to fall."

Huang Rong felt warm in her heart: "I know."

When she came out from behind the screen, Song Qingshu couldn't help but stare at her. The parents' skirts showed the demeanor of a young woman. The silk long skirts were lightly wrapped in plump and graceful bodies that would charm countless men, especially because they had just bathed and played. For this reason, the whole body is still faintly tinged with water vapor, as if a fairy descended to the earth.

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