Flower Stealing Master Chapter 542: In the dark

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At this time, Song Qingshu seemed to open his eyes with feeling, and saw the bride by the bed, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Rouer, come and accompany her husband to drink a cup of wine."

Jiao Wan'er was so scared that he quickly retracted the dagger into his sleeve. Seeing that he had not noticed any abnormality, he rolled his eyes and started to think about it. He picked up the flask on the table and poured it into Song Qingshu’s mouth, bitterly hateful. : "Drink, let you drink enough!"

"Cough, cough, cough, enough." Song Qingshu coughed and stretched out his hand to push the flask away. The two people were far apart in their skills. Even if Song Qingshu was drunk, Jiao Wan'er's hand was easily pushed away.

"I remember that I didn't drink a cup of wine like this?" Song Qingshu suddenly sat up with a confused look.

The momentum that Song Qingshu showed at that moment reminded Jiao Wan'er of the fear of being dominated by him that night and the weak feeling of powerlessness. She was worried that it would stimulate the other party to wake up. Who knew he was still so dumb? Look like.

It's best to make you drunk again, Jiao Wan'er's mouth shows a sly smile: "The rules of our Golden Snake Camp are different from those in other places. They are all drinking with a hip flask."

"Really?" Song Qing was dumbfounded, apparently confused by this rule, "Bring the jug over, let's continue drinking."

Jiao Wan'er secretly proudly said: "Drink and drink, you won't die if you drink!" hurriedly carried the flask and sent it over.

Who knows that Song Qingshu drank a sip and then quit and said that it was a cup of wine, so how could I drink it alone? Rou'er, come on, let's drink together. "

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, and Jiao Wan'er felt a strong force coming out of thin air, and fell into his arms involuntarily.

Jiao Wan'er opened her mouth to talk, and the spout of the hip flask reached into her mouth, and a choking spirit poured into her throat.

"You take a sip, I have to take a drink." Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction, then let go of his hands.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jiao Wan'er struggled to sit up. Although she was the leader of the gang, she was always too strong to drink. She had at least drunk a small pot just now.

Both cheeks were stained with faint redness, Jiao Wan'er felt a little dizzy on her head, and knew that she might be a little drunk too, she couldn't help but stared at Song Qingshu suspiciously, not knowing whether this **** was really drunk or fake!

As soon as his eyes rolled, Jiao Wan'er thought about it, and said in a delicate voice: "Song...Big Brother Song, I just heard you did something I'm sorry for Luo... Mrs. Luo, I don't know if it's serious. Huh?"

To call that demon like this, Jiao Wan'er got goosebumps all over, but now that he was Zeng Rou at the beginning, it would be a pity that he left like this, and just took the opportunity to get some information.

"Hey, Rouer, why does your voice seem to have changed?" Song Qingshu raised his head and glanced at her, and asked with some confusion.

Jiao Wan'er was startled, and hurriedly said coquettishly: "Big Brother, you are drunk, where is the voice of others changed."

The sweet tone made Jiao Wan'er herself unable to believe that she was sending it out, and she suddenly felt cold.

"It seems that I'm really drunk, I even heard your voice wrong," Song Qingshu held his forehead and patted it lightly, "But Rouer, you are also really, and you still call my eldest brother now."

Jiao Wan'er reacted all of a sudden, her cheeks turned red in an instant, but in order to confuse him, she had to continue to pretend: "Xiang...gong..."

Although the voice seems to be as slight as a mosquito, Jiao Wan'er is still too ashamed. She is really shameless and will call other men to be fair...

"But I was just to lie to him, anyway he didn't know it was me who called..." Jiao Wan'er couldn't help comforting herself like this.

However, Jiao Wan'er didn't even realize the sound of the voice came out. Her gaze at Song Qingshu was no longer just hatred, but also a hint of inexplicable ambiguity.

"Really good!" Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction, and leaned over to kiss her.

Jiao Wan'er was prepared for a long time, pressed against his body, and asked: "Xiang...gong...you haven't answered the concubine's question yet."

"What's the problem?"

Looking at Song Qingshu’s dazed expression, Jiao Wan'er was so angry that she almost drew her dagger and stabbed it at once. She had to take a deep breath and repeat: "You just mentioned that you did the thing that I was sorry for Mrs. Luo. Is it serious..."

Jiao Wan'er naturally understood how serious the matter was. She asked this only to slowly reduce the other's defenses, worrying that he would not tell the truth to Zeng Rou.

"Oh, I remember," Song Qingshu's expression changed. After a long silence, he sighed, "Of course it's serious. I'm afraid Mrs. Luo will never forgive me for the rest of my life."

You know it!

Jiao Wan'er bit her lip tightly, and the blood gradually oozes out: "I don't know...what exactly did Xiang Gong do to Sister Wan'er?"

Song Qingshu opened his mouth, hesitated for a while without uttering a word, and finally all turned into a sigh: "It's about Mrs. Luo's reputation, I can't say it."

Jiao Wan'er unexpectedly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even talk about his wife. Before contacting Xia Qingqing, he didn't know what Xia Qingqing did. It seems that he still knows the severity.

Fortunately in the misfortune, at least the two of them knew about it.

Jiao Wan'er paused, and asked a question of most concern: "Then... will Xiang Gong do anything like that to Sister Wan'er in the future?"

"This..." Song Qingshu fell into contemplation immediately, which immediately affected Jiao Wan'er's heartstrings, "I don't know either."

"What!" Jiao Wan'er suddenly became so angry that he thought he was really repenting. If he didn't pester himself in the future, Jiao Wan'er even planned to let this matter pass. He didn't know that he heard such an answer.

"I also know this is wrong, but the unique graceful and elegant temperament of Mrs. Luo has always fascinated me. I am afraid that I will find him if I can't help it..."

Listening to Song Qingshu complimenting herself face to face, Jiao Wan'er suddenly felt a strange feeling. For a while, she forgot to be angry, and the two of them stayed there quietly.

"Forget it, tonight is our great day, so I won't mention other women~IndoMTL.com~A moment is worth a thousand dollars, Rouer, let's sleep." Song Qingshu suddenly broke the tranquility.

"Huh?" Jiao Wan'er was dumbfounded. She had poured him so much wine just now. She thought he would fall asleep with alcohol before long. Who knew he didn't mean to fall asleep? How to get out.

While Jiao Wan'er hesitated, Song Qingshu stretched out her hand and pulled her into her arms. She rolled over and pressed her onto the bed, squirting alcohol on her cheek: "Rou'er, don't be afraid, I will I love you so much."

"Don't!" Jiao Wan'er's eyes widened suddenly, and before he could react, Song Qingshu's soft lips were blocked, and only a voice was left.

Luo Liru, who had been hiding outside listening to the corner after hearing the woman's scream, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, the voice of the two in the room was too small and could not be heard clearly. Although Luo Liru felt that this woman’s voice was a bit familiar, he didn’t think much about it. He smiled and said to the people around him: “It’s true that the master has only entered the subject after so long. Or let’s bet on how long the master can last. ?"

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