Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1881: I can’t ask

After Mu Wanqing gave him a kiss, her heart was pounding, her cheeks were flushed, she was infinitely shy, and her blushing face became even more gorgeous.

Suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly pushed him away, and whispered: "Yet...I haven't drunk Hebu Jiu yet."

Song Qingshu hugged her slender waist, only felt that the tentacles were soft and soft as boneless, and could not help but stare at her beautiful face: "How can you drink a cup of wine."

"I am not a wine," Mu Wanqing was also infinitely happy when he heard the lover's praise. "But he can't save the wine. My mother said that one pot is divided into two spoons, and the son-in-law and the wife are each other. Only by holding a piece of glutinous rice can the final ceremony of marriage be completed, and the husband and wife will receive the blessing of heaven."

Song Qingshu was startled: "Isn't the last link entering the bridal chamber?"

"After drinking the wine, what do you want...whatever you want..." Afterwards, Mu Wanqing was so shy and almost buried her head in her clothes.

Hearing her voice was very soft, especially the feeling of infinite shyness, which made Song Qingshu's index finger move and almost turned into a werewolf on the spot, but he knew very well that for a woman, the sense of ritual is the most important thing. If you don’t drink it Hewu wine will be a regret in her life.

So he resisted the impulse in his heart, stretched out his hand and sucked the flask and glass. Whenever this happened, he had to sigh the goodness of the martial arts world and the development of science and technology society. For individuals, there is Martial arts may not be so convenient.

The mandarin duck cup full of wine was handed to Mu Wanqing, looking at her pretty face like the first blooming of spring flowers, Song Qingshu solemnly said: "Wanmei, after today we will become real couples, if I fail in the future You must teach me God..."

Mu Wanqing hurriedly reached out and held his mouth, her wonderful eyes showed tenderness: "Good brother, I understand all your intentions. I don’t need you to swear, even if you really let me down, it’s me. My life is suffering, no wonder you."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel tender: "Wanmei~"

Seeing him approaching his face again, Mu Wanqing's face was reddened, and her voice was soft and pleasant: "Drink Heyan Bar first."

"Almost forgot." Song Qingshu suddenly woke up, crossed hands with her, and drank the wine in the glass together.

Then tossing the two wine glasses aside at will, Song Qingshu could no longer hold back the feelings in his heart, and directly lowered his head and kissed it. The girl's unique fragrance lingered around her nose, which was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

Later, Song Qingshu was no longer satisfied with just kissing, especially when she saw her cheeks are like fire, she was indescribably charming and cute, her eyes were watery, and the other hands quietly leaned into her clothes, feeling On her skin full of youthful vigor and elasticity.

Looking at her sleepy face like a begonia, and a body like a young lotus, Song Qingshu did not expect that she, who has always been a little cold, could be so lively, charming and charming, and in a moment she would have the charm of Qin Hongmian. There are nine points similar.

Song Qingshu was shocked. Why did he think of her at this time, guilt and sin, and hurriedly converged his mind to get rid of distracting thoughts, but the more so, the vivid and fragrant side of Qin Hongmian became clearer in his mind.

Song Qingshu has a secret headache. It seems that it was the last time Jietan Temple, and this time Li Qinglu made fun of it. Both times he stopped at the door, but it made people feel knotted. Life is eight miserable, old and sick, sad, sorrowful, and love. Farewell, resentment will be met, can't ask, and I can't ask Qin Hongmian.

I can't ask you to be one of the eight sufferings. If it is so easy to be broken, there are already high monks everywhere in the world.

Originally, with Song Qingshu's disposition, he wouldn't look at a woman so differently, but he had two unexpected encounters, but Qin Hongmian became special.

Human nature is like this. What you can’t get is the best. If you get it, you don’t know how to cherish it. It’s easy to get rid of such a barrier. You only need to get it once, but it’s between two people. The relationship is destined to be absolutely impossible.

The more this is the case, the more it encourages the undesirable demons, Song Qingshu, and the same is true for Qin Hongmian, who was torn and awake in another palace.

Feeling the girl in her arms Jiao-panting thin, delicate fragrance bursts, Song Qingshu's blood is very strong in a short time, passion-desire is like a tide, unstoppable, he hugged her to the bed, and put down the curtain of the dragon bed. ...

The cheeks are tender and greasy, what I hear in my ears is the scream of "Langjun, Langjun", and what I smell in my nose is the delicate fragrance of her body. How can he not make him fascinated?

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In the early morning of the second day, Song Qingshu woke up early, but Mu Wanqing was so sweet that Haitang was sleeping in spring. He couldn't bear to wake him up, so he got up to wash himself, and then went to the Imperial Study Room to review the memorials from various places.

Originally, the Queen’s wedding, not only amnesty the world, but the whole country also took two days off. It’s just that others can rest, but he can’t. Now Xixia has gone through several turmoil in a row and a lot of things. He wants to do it as soon as possible. Stabilize the court situation, and then train Mu Wanqing, Yelu Nanxian, and Li Qinglu to take over the court affairs. After all, he can't stay here in Xixia forever.

Not long after coming out of the room, she ran into Li Qinglu face to face, and the other party smiled and said, "Hey, the bridegroom officer got up so early."

"Is there any way. There are so many things to deal with. You came just right. Go to the Imperial Study Room with me. You need your help to help Mu Wanqing in the future." Song Qingshu greeted her to go.

"Sister Mu, she should study more." Li Qinglu said with a smile.

Song Qingshu's face blushed: "She is a little inconvenient, so I need to sleep more in the morning."

Li Qinglu hurried to his side and asked with a gossiping look: "Last night...how? It seems that the battle was fierce."

Song Qingshu: "..."

At first, I thought she was a quiet girl. After they got acquainted with each other, they realized what a demon she was.

Li Qinglu then asked: "Menglang~IndoMTL.com~Who do you think is better for Sister Mu or me?"

Song Qingshu's face turned dark, he naturally understood that the other party was not a more serious thing, but a night out... But is there such a thing in the world that compares a lover with another woman?

Li Qinglu seemed to know that he would not answer, so she asked and replied: "Hey, I know if you don't tell me, you must think Sister Mu is better."

"Why?" Song Qingshu became curious instead.

"Because Sister Mu and Qin Hongmian look alike, you probably thought of her as Qin Hongmian in a few moments last night, for a while, my wife, and a while my daughter. This kind of exciting experience can't be forgotten by any man, of course I can't match it. "Li Qinglu said seriously.

Song Qingshu finally couldn't stand it anymore: "What exactly has Li Qiushui taught you all these years? Why are there so many perverted thoughts in your little head!"

Li Qinglu glanced at him with a faint smile: "Sometimes anger is a manifestation of a guilty conscience. You dare to swear to God, didn't you think about it like that yesterday?" (https:)