Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 221 Complicated Mind

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

Li Yuanzhi picked up a jujube, looked left and right without seeing anything abnormal, and asked innocently, "Could someone poison 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, and if nothing else, I won't be back tonight."

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

A beautiful image appeared in his mind, Song Qingshu smiled 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 that I have really become Friends of Women."

Having learned from the last Shenlong Cult’s lesson of staying alive, Song Qingshu was cautious this time, carrying his true energy to check the surrounding aura while walking. He did feel a few suspicious auras in the middle, but he turned left and right and quickly got rid of the opponent.

"Brother, I'm not good at anything, but there is at least one sample, 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. Her husband Tian Guinong suddenly broke in. Then the **** Song Qingshu smiled at Tian Guinong and continued to work on herself. Looking at her husband's murderous eyes, Nan Lan suddenly woke up.

"How could I have this kind of dream?" Nan Lan pressed the back of her hand to her cheek, feeling the astonishing hotness on it, and couldn't help biting her lower lip, muttering to herself shyly.

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

"Why is this dream so real?" Nan Lan was taken aback, rubbed her eyes subconsciously, but saw Song Qingshu coming over from the window sill, almost exclaiming: "It's really you?" Fortunately, she temporarily covered her with her hand. His mouth didn't let the sound alarm Tian Qingwen across the yard.

"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 before, do we still need such credit?"

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

"Do you have to describe the matter between us as a deal?" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Well, since you are going to talk about the complicated thoughts of Chapter 221

Trading, then we will talk about trading. "

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

"If I say I have found out the whereabouts of Tian Guinong, will my wife welcome me a little bit?" Song Qingshu looked at the picturesque beauty on the bed, clutching the quilt timidly, as for her as someone else's wife. , It even helped arouse some evil thoughts in his mind.

"Gui Nong?" Nan Lan suddenly felt that the name was a bit strange, but her wife's duty made her subconsciously ask, "How is Gui Nong?"

"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 he 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 herself, 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 warm up first before telling you about Brother Tian?" Song Qingshu didn't wait for her to answer. He lifted a corner of the quilt and retracted his foot.

"Okay... okay." Nan Lan only felt that there was a mess in her mind, 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 her best not to touch the other person's body.

Song Qingshu also knew Zhang Chi's rationale, so he stopped forcing 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 said nothing. Don't mention the matter of returning land to farming.

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, I passed by my side and knocked on the side and learned that Brother Tian was imprisoned in Prince Bao's Mansion."

"Huh?" With an exclamation, a look of despair flashed in Nan Lan's eyes. When Tian Guinong returned home, he had boasted countless times to her that Prince Bao's mansion had been made by the masters of Wangfuzhong. It was definitely a copper wall and an iron wall. Don't even think about flying out the flies.

Song Qingshu had 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, and her voice was trembling: "The reward has been given to you last night.

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"But I think something is not enough, what should I do?" Song Qing had already quietly reached into her nightgown.

To bully Nan Lan again, the main reason is not to beautify, but to worry about 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 could he not? Take the time 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 the matter is done?" Nan Lan dodged back, begging.

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

Nan Lan couldn’t wait to find a place to get in. When leaving the Sifang Pavilion in the early morning, he didn’t know why the ghost teased him. At this time, he was retributed. Chu Chu said pitifully, "I...I was joking. ."

"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 water dripped out: "How is it possible, is your room occupied by a vixen?"

"Madam is indeed a clever calculation, there is indeed a vixen in my room." Song Qingshu's arms were slightly hardened, and Nan Lan had fallen 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 have no water to drink".

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

"How beautiful a vixen can be compared to the beauty of a lady." Song Qingshu has released her shoulders with a flick of her hand, and her clothes slipped off, revealing her shoulders as sharp as a knife, and her skin smooth as silk and satin. .

"It's really the misfortune of his life that Guinong knows your friend." 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 let out a warm breath in her ear.

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

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

"Naturally not." Nan Lan replied subconsciously.

"That's all right," Song Qingshu pressed up, and whispered, "Hey, don't close your legs with the complicated thoughts of Chapter 221

So tight. "

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

"Isn't the sky still bright?" With the previous reminder from Qu Feiyan, Song Qingshu subconsciously noticed the feelings of a woman, and no longer indifferent to her partner during exercises. He pulled Nan Lan into his arms and followed The real air flow in the body turned, and Song Qingshu's fingertips scratched Nanlan's skin at the same time.

Nan Lan got a thin lump on her 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 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.

It didn't take long before Song Qingshu returned to the house and smiled at her: "Now you don't have to worry about Tian Qingwen."

Nan Lan was startled and asked quickly: "What have you done to her?"

"Don't worry, I just clicked her sleeping point. She won't wake up until noon tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about what flaws she sees." Song Qingshu squeezed her shoulders and slowly laid her flat. Go to 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, just because they are other people's wives, don't you feel sorry for them when you use them?" Nan Lan has a hint of shyness on her face, and a hint of thinness on her face. angry.

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

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