Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1409: Pregnancy time

"Finger broken?" Song Qingshu was thoughtful. In fact, Ren Yingying had also told him about this before. At that time, he thought that the famous master of severed fingers in the rivers and lakes was the nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong, but It's impossible for Hong Qigong to rob Huang Rong, "What is his martial arts like?"

Huang Rong recalled for a moment, and shook her head: "His martial arts are very complicated, he has tricks from every school, but his power is greater than those of the sects..." she said as she described it. .

Song Qingshu listened and suddenly flashed in his mind: "I know who he is!"

"Who is it?" Huang Rong's eyes widened, also curious.

"Murong Bo!" It turns out that Song Qingshu just remembered an old story. When he was in the Kingdom of Jin, Murong Bo used his finger to join his sword, and finally hurt his finger. The martial arts of the school can still be better than the blue, except for the Gusu Murong clan, it is hard to think of anything else.

"Isn't Murong Bo already dead?" Huang Rong was startled, North Qiaofeng, South Murong, and most of Nan Murong's reputation was played by Murong Bo, and he was considered a master-level figure in the world. When he passed away. It was also a sensation.

"Fake death..." Song Qingshu then said again about Murong's ambition to rejuvenate the country of Yan.

"So that's it!" Huang Rong was so smart. With enough information, she sorted everything out instantly. "He wants his son Murongfu to be in charge of the military power in Sichuan. Then he can take the opportunity to betray and restore Dayan. Only brother Jing is the only one. It was Jia Sidao’s first candidate, so Murong Bo arrested me and forced Brother Jing to give up the martial arts competition, so that Murong Fu had a chance..."

Thinking about the result of the final competition, Huang Rong showed a happy expression: "It's a pity that he has exhausted all his organs, and in the end he will make a wedding dress for others."

Song Qingshu snorted: "Although he didn't succeed in his treacherous tricks, but the thing about bullying you can't just leave it alone, do you want revenge?"

Hearing his words, Huang Rong's eyes flashed with a strange light, he hesitated and finally nodded: "Yes!" At this moment, she seemed to have recovered the demon goddess Cai, who had a clear grudge and grievance, and was no longer the one that had been in these years A good wife and a well-behaved mother.

"Well, I'll take you to find him to settle the account now." Song Qing wrote Shen Rushui, and it was not once or twice that he had a conflict with Murong. This time, just settle everything.

"Now?" Huang Rong was taken aback, "I look like this now, what if I reveal my identity?"

"That's what I said," Song Qingshu pondered for a while, "Well, let's go back to the Qi Palace first, you change your casual clothes, and then disguise, we will go together again."

"Okay!" Huang Rong nodded, although she was calm on the surface, she was a little excited in her heart uncontrollably.

She hasn't done anything adventurous for many, many years. For a long time, she has forgotten that she is not a traditional woman with three obediences and four virtues, but an aggressive and adventurous little demon girl.

"Although it is very happy to respect Rubin with Brother Jing, it seems good to take risks occasionally..." Huang Rong lost consciousness for a moment.

"Rong'er, your body smells so good." Song Qingshu leaned closer to less than an inch of her cheek and sniffed gently, "You obviously can't wipe rouge gouache during this time, why is it still so smelling? Well, there seems to be a smell of milk..."

Huang Rong was flushed with his smell and was uncomfortable. She pushed him away: "Don't get so close."

Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to the wall on the side: "Isn't it impossible for me."

Huang Rong was so exhausted by his lazy expression that she had no choice but to say: "You want me to go back to the house with you, we have to make three chapters!"

"Three chapters?" Song Qingshu smiled, "How about three chapters?"

"There are so many women in your house, if you treat me like this, they are not blind, they can naturally see the relationship between us," Huang Rong bit her lip tightly, "If it is seen by others What, how do you let me be a man!"

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't be so confused. When someone is present, I will definitely treat you with respect."

"I hope you do what you say." Huang Rong even wanted him to treat herself respectfully, no matter whether there were people or no one, but she knew that this was impossible, so she didn't waste her tongue.

"I won't be able to make out with you in a while, then, Rong'er, would you please make up for me now?" Song Qingshu scowled and leaned forward again.

Huang Rong almost fainted out of breath: "Who wants to have **** with you!"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "This sedan chair is too crowded. We are sitting side by side like this. I'm worried about squeezing your stomach and hurting the baby inside. Why don't I hold you." She didn't wait for her to respond, she couldn't help but say. He picked her up and put it in his arms.

"You!" Song Qingshu was so agile. When Huang Rong reacted, the whole person was already sitting in his arms.

"Don't get excited, be careful of your fetal gas." Song Qingshu put his face to her face and said softly.

Huang Rong was about to resist. After hearing these words, her body gradually softened. She thought that he had rescued herself twice when she was in danger. At that time, seeing his excitement, her heart Then he softened: "When you get to your house later, let me go!"

"Okay." Song Qingshu reached out and hooked her chin and kissed it slowly.

Huang Rong showed a trace of dazedness and hesitation in her eyes, and gradually closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and seeing her lips about to meet, she suddenly turned her face away: "No, you can't do this."

Song Qingshu sighed: "I rescued you in the gem mountain before, didn't you just kiss me, why do you refuse now?"

"Don't mention that!" Huang Rong's face was hot, "It was on the line of life and death at the time. I just happened to... Anyway, it was just an accident."

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "It seems that only by walking on the edge of life and death can you let go of the various shackles of the world and reveal your true feelings inadvertently."

Huang Rong was silent and said after a long time: "Between the two of us... It was originally due to a mistake, but we knew it was a mistake. Why should we make mistakes again and again?"

"Love has never been right or wrong." Song Qingshu sighed.

"Love?" Huang Rong raised her head, her eyes were as magnificent as gems, "You ask yourself, your love is more interested in my body, right?"

"You always look at problems from such a sharp angle," Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "I don't deny that your body has a great temptation for me, but I believe you should feel my feelings for you."

"It sounds good." Huang Rong took a sip, thinking of the anxious expression on the other side's rescue these few times, it is indeed sincere.

Despite the thought of him admitting that he was very interested in his body, Huang Rong was so angry that she was about to say about him, suddenly a strange look flashed between her eyebrows, and she said angrily: It's me."

"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't hear clearly at first, but she didn't wake up until she repeated it, and said with a slight embarrassment, "Normal physiological reaction, who makes you so charming? I'm afraid that any man will hold you. It will be like this too."

Huang Rong snorted: "It's still my fault?" If it is an ordinary girl, I am afraid that she is too ashamed to speak, but after all, she is a woman who has been married for many years, and her daughter is in her teens. , Even though he was a little uncomfortable in his heart, he still barely managed to communicate with the other party on this issue.

"My fault, my fault." Song Qingshu hurriedly told Rao.

Soon there was silence in the sedan chair, and there seemed to be an ambiguous breath in the small space.

Because the sedan chair is lifted by people, it is inevitable that there will be a certain amount of up and down vibration during the operation. The two people are hugging each other like this now, and with the vibration of the sedan chair, there will inevitably be some friction and contact between their bodies , Plus Song Qingshu's physiological state at this time.

Huang Rong's face is getting redder and red, and there seems to be a layer of water flowing in her eyes. She finally couldn't help but speak, but her voice became a little unnatural: "You...let me down."

Song Qingshu raised her eyebrows: "Why do you want to come down? Don't you hold it like this...Are you uncomfortable?"

Huang Rong opened her lips and said, "You promised me three chapters."

"But haven't you been to the house yet?" Song Qingshu said solemnly~IndoMTL.com~Aren't you a rascal? "Huang Rong said angrily.

"So what?" Song Qingshu simply broke the jar.

Huang Rong was about to say something, the sedan chair was shaking again, causing her to be a little unstable and re-settled in Song Qingshu's arms, unable to help exclaiming.

"You!" Huang Rong stiffened, and now she was a little speechless in this situation.

"Have you been pregnant for three months?" Song Qingshu asked suddenly.

"What does it have to do with you!" Huang Rong gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course it does matter. According to my cousin in scientific research, sexual **** is not allowed in the first three months and two months after pregnancy." Song Qingshu popularized science.

"You bastard!" Huang Rong couldn't help being ashamed and angry when she heard his words.

"Looking at Rong'er's reaction, it should have been three months." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

For his question, Huang Rong turned away from him and ignored him. At the same time, she secretly regretted that the maids had sent a few optional dresses at Han Tong's mansion just now. She shouldn't have chosen this one, although Pretty enough, but the material of the dress is too thin.

As the chief assistant of the imperial court, the clothes on the mansion are naturally made of the finest silk, which is extremely light on his body. Several layers of skirts are attached to each other, not only does not go away. The light is as thin as a cicada's wings.

On weekdays, Huang Rong would be quite satisfied with this dress, but now she is sitting in Song Qingshu’s arms, wishing that the rougher and heavier the material, the better, it can at least play a defensive role. In this way, even the heat of the opponent's body can be clearly felt.

Huang Rong grabbed the wall of the sedan chair and tried to lift her body a little bit, her face was ashamed and angry: "There are so many confidantes around you, so you can go back to the house and find them to solve it later. Well... why come and pester me!"

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