Flower Stealing Master Chapter 530: The prey becomes the hunter

Huang Rong's heart jumped, and hurriedly said: "If it's too late today, it would be inconvenient if someone else sees the son here. If you have anything, you can talk about it tomorrow. I hope son will forgive me."

Song Qingshu laughed: "Madam, don't worry about it. From the inside to the outside, they are all my people. Even if they see something, who would dare to talk a little bit of gossip?" After saying that, regardless of Huang Rong's refusal, he pushed the room away The door, walked in.

What does he mean by this? What does it mean to see something and dare not say anything? Huang Rong's heartbeat added a few more points.

As Song Qingshu came in, Huang Rong couldn't help but wrinkle her nose: "The son is drinking?"

"Drank a few cups with the brothers in the Golden Snake Camp, but don't worry, Madam, I have always been a thousand cups without being drunk, so I am very sober at this time." After that, Song Qingshu stared directly at her.

The more you say this, the more worried I will be! Huang Rong was flustered by him, but she quickly calmed down after so many winds and waves over the years, pretending to inadvertently say: "You drink so much wine, Ajiu and Miss Zhou will definitely feel distressed. I will send someone to notify you. They will prepare some hangover soup for you."

Seeing her secretly using Ah Jiu and Zhou Zhiruo to warn herself, Song Qingshu was secretly funny, but didn't understand, and replied casually: "They, one of them went to visit various prefectures, and the other was collecting Qing troops and soldiers, and they are not here now. On the mountain."

Hearing that Ah Jiu and Zhou Zhiruo were not on the mountain, Huang Rong was really panicked, and she secretly cried out in her heart. If she knew this, she should leave earlier, so why bother to fall into this predicament again!

Huang Rongxiang came from a negative wit, but after being tricked by Song Qingshu in the cave, every time I saw him after that, I didn't consciously panic, so that I lost control of advance and retreat, and my usual wit didn't know where he went.

Reminiscent of Song Qingshu's almost ghostly performance during this period, Huang Rong felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The only thing she could do was to pray that the man in front of her would not be suddenly beastly.

"Are there any places where people are not serving well during this time? Madam, just tell me." Song Qingshu glanced in the room a few times before sitting on the bed carelessly.

"They are very dedicated to serving." Huang Rong slandered. If it were not for you, I would have been more comfortable.

"That's good," Song Qingshu smiled, and suddenly lifted the curtain to the side and sniffed, "What kind of powder does Madam use? It smells really good. I will let Ajiu and others try it another day."

Let his woman use her own powder, Huang Rong doesn’t know him yet

(To be finished in this chapter, please turn the page) What kind of dirty idea I hit, I only feel that my face is hot, pretending that I didn't hear what he said, and asked: "What do you think of my Fuer?"

Huang Rong understood that he could no longer be led by the nose, and quickly changed the subject. If he can really bring the two together, hum, I will be your elder then, so I should be afraid of you...

"Guo Fu?" Song Qingshu was startled. Why did she suddenly mention Guo Fu at this time, and subconsciously replied, "It's pretty."

After listening to him put down this simple and simple evaluation, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel anxious: "What else?"

Song Qingshu thought, with Guo Fu's temperament, if it weren't for his parents to be you and Guo Jing, plus a bit of beauty, he would be hacked to death within minutes of walking around the rivers and lakes.

Of course, it’s hard to say bad things about her daughter in front of the other’s mother. Song Qingshu thought for a while and added: “Miss Guo has inherited his wife’s seven-point appearance. , It is still far behind the mature charm and charming demeanor of the lady."

Hey, after thinking about it, Guo Fu has only one advantage to boast about. Song Qingshu had no choice but to take advantage of this only advantage and praise Huang Rong by the way.

Who knows that Huang Rong heard his words, her breathing seemed to become a bit quicker, her face turned red for a while and then white.

Huang Rong could hear Song Qingshu’s sincere tone, and there was a strange feeling in her heart, but she was quickly tossed aside, unwilling to talk about the topic and being pulled back to her, she quickly raised her face and asked: "Except Pretty, don’t you have any other impression of Fuer?"

"It looks a lot like Madam." Song Qingshu stared at her with a smile, "Why does Madam keep asking me about Ling Qianjin? I don't want to give Ling Qianjin to me."

Huang Rong was itch with hatred when he guessed what he meant in an instant. Martial arts were higher than me, and he was no less intelligent than me. It was even more annoying than Yang Guo.

"How is it, not so?" Huang Rong gritted her teeth and snorted noncommittal.

Song Qingshu stretched his waist, with a weird smile on his face: "If the lady really wants to be a matchmaker, I would like my lady to be a matchmaker more than Ling Qianjin."

"What did you say!" Huang Rong's expression changed immediately.

Song Qingshu spread his hands and lay down on the bed: "I said that I have been exhausted recently, and my whole body is very tired. Before Zhiruo and the others were better, they squeezed my shoulders and beat my back every day. It’s not broken. It’s a pity that both of them are gone today. If the lady doesn’t mind, can you think about resisting foreigners?

(To the end of this chapter, please turn the page) For the sake of great cause, squeeze your shoulders for me. "

Huang Rong was so angry and funny, she asked herself to beat him on the back, and was crowned with such a big name, she couldn't help but snorted: "If I don't give you a shoulder and a beat, I am obstructing the great cause of resisting foreigners? "

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Madam female heroes, naturally you can see the powerful relationship, not to mention that this is just a small effort for the lady, and a moment can contribute to the great cause of fighting the Qing Dynasty. The people of the world will Praise the lady for being general."

"There are many women in your room, maid, why are you looking for me." Huang Rong sullen her face, secretly angry, how can she beat a man on the back with her current status, let alone she still has Husband's wife.

"How can they compare to the beauty of the lady." Song Qingshu sighed faintly~IndoMTL.com~ Hearing what he said, it seemed that there was something else, Huang Rong couldn't help thinking of some scenes between the two, and she couldn't help feeling After a turbulent expression on his face, he hesitated and said: "It's not impossible to beat your back, but you must promise me that you are not allowed to mention it to anyone afterwards."

Song Qingshu is overjoyed: "That's natural, come on."

Seeing him pouting his **** eagerly, Huang Rong was angry and funny, and added: "Not even your women can say."

"Don't tell, don't tell." Song Qingshu's head was clicked like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing his promise, Huang Rong walked over slowly. Seeing Song Qingshu looking at herself with a smile, she couldn't help but angrily said: "Turn your head, don't look at me!"

"Good, good!" Song Qingshu turned his head obediently.

Huang Rong bit her lip, and finally knelt down on the bed, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to press on his shoulder.

"Oh~comfortable!" Song Qingshu couldn't help but snorted.

"If you hum and chirp like this, I won't press it anymore." Huang Rong annoyed.

Sure enough, seeing Song Qingshu shut his mouth all at once, Huang Rong nodded in satisfaction and continued to press his shoulders.

"Madam's hands are so wonderful...Huh?" Song Qingshu was enjoying, and she felt numb all over her body as soon as she spoke.

After tapping several big acupuncture points on Song Qingshu's body, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, jumped out of bed, and looked at the man lying on the bed who was in a coma. The pouted little mouth showed how proud she was at this time. : "Huh, it's really a bully to be a grandmother?"

At this moment, Huang Rong felt that she was suddenly younger than a teenager, and she had turned back to the peculiar **** Peach Blossom Island.

(End of this chapter)

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