Flower Stealing Master Chapter 221: Complex thoughts

"Jujube, peach?" Song Qingshu thoughtfully looked at the two boxes of fruits.

Li Yuanzhi picked up a jujube, looked left and right, but didn't see anything abnormal, and asked stupidly: "Is it possible that someone poisoned it?"

Song Qingshu laughed blankly: "You can eat it without worry, it won't be poisonous." Throwing the peaches back into the basket, Song Qingshu turned around and walked out.

"You guys go to bed first, I'll go out first, if nothing else, I won't be back tonight."

Hearing what Song Qingshu said, Luo Bing let out a long sigh of relief, but Li Yuanzhi asked in confusion: "Then where do you sleep?"

A beautiful image floated in his mind, Song Qingshu laughed and said: "There is always a place to sleep."

Out of the Sifang Pavilion, Song Qingshu walked on the calm street and said to herself: "This one wants me to save her husband, that one also wants me to save her husband, and someone wants me to save her sweetheart, hey, could it be me? I really became a friend of women."

With the lessons learned from the last time the Dragon Cult stayed and waited for the rabbit, Song Qingshu was cautious this time, and while walking, he picked up his true energy to check the surrounding aura. He did feel a few suspicious auras in the middle, but he turned left and right and quickly got rid of it. To each other.

"Brother, I'm not good at anything, but there is at least one sample thing, that is light work." Song Qingshu smiled triumphantly and swaggered in a certain direction.

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In Tian Fuzhong, Nan Lan suddenly woke up from her dream. She actually dreamed of having **** with Song Qingshu. She was dying. Her husband Tian Guinong suddenly broke in, and then the **** Song Qingshu actually smiled at Tian Guinong. Laughing, he continued to work on her body, looking at her husband's murderous eyes, Nan Lan suddenly woke up.

"Why would I have such a dream." Nan Lan pressed the back of her hand to her cheek, feeling the amazing hotness on it, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip, muttering to herself shyly.

"Madam, I dreamed of being down." A strange and familiar voice suddenly came from her ear. Nan Lan looked up in disbelief, and found that Song Qingshu was sitting on the window sill, looking at herself with a smile.

"Why is this dream so real?" Nan Lan was taken aback, rubbed his eyes subconsciously, but saw Song Qingshu coming over from the window sill, almost exclaiming: "Really you?" Fortunately, it was used temporarily. Covering his mouth with his hand, he didn't let the voice alarm Tian Qingwen across the courtyard.

"You missed me, so I showed up." Song Qingshu came to the bed in a blink of an eye.

Nan Lan subconsciously tightened the quilt on her body and shrank to the corner of the bed: "It's so late, please also ask Song Gongzi to respect yourself."

"Self-respect?" Song Qingshu smiled, spreading his hands, "We've all seen each other frankly, do we still need such points?"

Nan Lan's face was cold: "Last night was just my reward for saving you and returning to the farm. Now that the deposit has been paid, I hope that the son will not make any further progress."

"Do you have to describe the matter between us as a deal?" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Well, since you want to talk about a deal, then let's talk about a deal."

"What deal?" Nan Lan's eyes flashed with confusion.

"If I say that I have found out where Tian Guinong is, will Madam welcome me a little bit?" Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful lady on the bed, clutching the quilt timidly. As for her, she was someone else. The identity of his wife has helped to arouse some evil thoughts in his heart.

"Return to farming?" Nan Lan suddenly felt that this name was a bit strange, but her wife's duty made her subconsciously ask, "How about returning to farming?"

"Won't Madam invite me to sit down?" Song Qingshu did not answer her, but looked at her aggressively.

"You... sit down." Nan Lan's heart trembled when she met his eyes, always feeling that something would happen again today.

"Thank you, Madam." Song Qing wrote and expressed joy, and sat directly on the bed.

"You sit on the stool." Nan Lan felt that he was so close to him, there must be no good intentions, and the woman's reservedness made her courage to say.

"It's quiet at night. I rushed over and my hands and feet were a little bit frozen. The moisture on the stool was too heavy. Would you like my wife to give me a corner of the quilt and let me be warm first before telling you about Brother Tian?" Song Qingshu didn't wait. She replied, lifting a corner of the quilt and retracting her foot.

"Okay...Okay." Nan Lan only felt the confusion in his head, and replied subconsciously. When she reacted, Song Qingshu had already shrunk into the quilt.

"You are such a rascal." Nan Lan sighed, and had to curl up her legs, trying not to touch the other person's body.

Song Qingshu also knew the truth about Zhang Chi's degree, so he stopped pushing her and said, "Today I went to the Shengjing City Xiaoqi Camp to lead Zhang Zhaozhong's house for a drink, and then..." Song Qingshu slowly talked about what happened during the day. But nothing is mentioned about the return of the land to the farm.

Nan Lan finally got a little impatient: "You should talk about returning to the farm."

"Look at my memory," Song Qingshu patted his forehead, but moved toward Nanlan calmly, "Later, after passing by me, I learned that Brother Tian was locked up in Prince Bao's Mansion."

"Huh?" With an exclamation, a look of despair flashed in Nan Lan's eyes. When Tian returned home, he had boasted countless times to her that Prince Bao's mansion was a bronze wall and iron wall by the masters of the palace. , A fly don't even think about flying out.

Song Qingshu has come to her unknowingly, and said softly: "Madam, don't worry, I have already contacted the helper, and I will be able to rescue Brother Tian soon."

"Really?" Nan Lan turned her head excitedly and found that Song Qingshu's face was three inches away, and her pink face could not help but flushed.

"Naturally it is true," Song Qingshu stretched out her finger and raised her smooth chin, "Madam, I will do my best for your affairs, is there any reward?"

Nan Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly, her voice trembling a little and said: "The reward was given to you last night."

"But I think something is not enough, what should I do?" Song Qing's calligrapher has quietly reached into her nightgown.

The main reason to bully Nan Lan again is not for beauty, but because of the rich pure Yin Qi in her body. He is now in danger in Shengjing City, and he has just received a warning from an unknown person to'escape early'. How can you not hurry up to improve your skills and prepare for the coming crisis.

"Didn't you say that you will pay the other half of the deposit after everything is done?" Nan Lan dodged back, begging.

"But you also said that you can come to your mansion to sit when you are free." Song Qingshu looked at her aggressively with bright eyes.

Nan Lan wanted to find a seam to get in. When leaving the Sifang Pavilion in the early morning, he didn't know why the ghost faintly teased him. At this time, he was retributed. Chu Chu said pitifully, "I... It's a joke."

"But I take it seriously," Song Qingshu gently kneaded a few of the things in his hands. "Seriously, I have no place to sleep now. I need my wife to take me in for the night."

Nan Lan's face turned red and dripping water: "How is it possible, is your room occupied by a fox?"

"Madam is indeed a clever calculation. There is indeed a vixen in my room." Song Qingshu's arms were slightly hardened, and Nan Lan fell into his arms.

"Even if there is a vixen, there are so many rooms in the Sifang Pavilion, there is no place for you to sleep." Nan Lan lowered her head and said softly.

"A fox spirit is the most enjoyable in the world, but two fox spirits have some headaches." Song Qingshu's mind again came up with the allusion that "one monk carries water to drink, two monks drink too much water, and three monks don't have water to drink". .

"I don't believe it, according to your temperament, you can still give up if there is a vixen." Nan Lan bit her lip, feeling confused.

"How beautiful a vixen can be compared to the beauty of a lady." Song Qingshu's hand flicked her hand, and she had loosened her shoulders, and her clothes slipped off, revealing her shoulders as sharp as a knife, as well as the smooth silk and satin. Normal skin.

"It's really the misfortune for Guinong to know your friend in his life." Nan Lan sighed, and a strong force came from before him, and she couldn't help falling onto the bed.

"I saved your husband and wife once before, and he will save him again this time. He should be grateful to me." Song Qingshu sighed in her ear.

"Thank you for bullying his wife?" Nan Lan's eyes flashed blankly. During this time, she was working around and was really tired. Whether it was physically or psychologically, she needed a strong arm to rely on. Just leave it to him to rescue her husband...

"Are you stupid enough to let him know?" Song Qingshu put his hands on the bed, staring straight at her eyes.

"Naturally not." Nan Lan replied subconsciously.

"That's fine," Song Qingshu pressed up and whispered, "Hey, don't close your legs so tightly."

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After a deliberately depressed cry, Nan Lan looked at the man sitting on the bed meditating with a complex expression: "It's almost dawn, you should go."

"Isn't the sky still bright?" With the reminder from Qu Feiyan before, Song Qingshu subconsciously noticed the woman's feelings, no longer indifferent to her partner during exercises, and pulled Nan Lan into her arms. , Following the route of the real current in the body, Song Qingshu's fingertips scratched Nanlan's skin at the same time.

He made a thin layer of lumps on Nan Lan's body, begging: "Tian Guinong's daughter is in the yard. She has always been shrewd. If she sees her, I won't have to live." /

"Don't worry, with my martial arts, she won't let her see." Song Qingshu replied.

"But it's almost dawn!" Nan Lan said anxiously.

"Oh, I didn't expect to have been lingering with you for so long before." Song Qingshu's words made Nan Lan embarrassed. Just about to reach out and pinch him, Song Qingshu suddenly disappeared in the house.

Looking at the empty bed, Nan Lan suddenly felt a little lost, and sat up slowly, not knowing what she was thinking for a while, sitting there in a daze~ IndoMTL.com~ After a while, Song Qingshu returned. When he arrived in the room, he smiled at her and said, "Now you don't have to worry about Tian Qingwen."

Nan Lan was shocked and asked quickly: "What did you do to her?"

"Don't worry, I just clicked her sleeping point. She won't be able to wake up until noon tomorrow, so naturally you don't have to worry about what flaws she sees." Song Qingshu squeezed her shoulders and slowed her down. Slowly lay down on the bed, "You are weak and can't bear such repeated tossing, so hurry up to sleep and replenish your energy."

"Also, every time you are like a bear in the past two days, it is because they are other people's wives, so you will not feel sorry for using it?" Nan Lan has a hint of shyness on her face, and then With a hint of anger.

Unexpectedly, she had always been stubborn about this sentence. Song Qingshu felt a little apologetic as well as amused, and quickly apologized. Nan Lan gradually fell asleep before Song Qingshu began to continue practicing.

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