Flower Stealing Master Chapter 18: The drama of 1 room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"Nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, you fought with Murong Jingyue before. He said you seem to belong to the Tomb School?"

"Well, be it," Mrs. Hu nodded gently, "When I was a child, I met the master by chance. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows her name, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Ms. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so well about the Tomb School, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and grandmothers. I don't know what the master's name is."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became more exciting, and I wanted Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou to know that there was such a senior sister, but I don't know how they would react.

The two of them stayed in the dust all the way. Seeing that they were about to reach Gusu City, seeing that it was too late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and piled up smiling faces: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? Just a moment?"

Mrs. Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu city is closed. Other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, that's it." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "My son, please stay and tell me something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu has disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands, and smiled: "My son, the house has ten silver patterns, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money. It is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper didn’t get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big inn? It’s not like seeing you guys and widows go on the road together to help you create opportunities, can you? It's up to you to grasp it."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, the money is gone. You can earn more, but a beautiful woman is hard to earn again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house.

"It's nothing, just settle the money for the room." Song Qingshu replied casually, "Sister-in-law, wait for your bed, I will make a floor here."

"Your meridians are damaged, the ground is too cold, how can you sleep on the ground?" Madam Hu frowned, feeling very embarrassed, just a bed...

"It's okay, I'm a man anyway, I'm still able to survive this." Song Qingshu didn't want to go to bed, but knew that it was impossible, so he had to bite the bullet and lay a cushion on the floor to sleep. Come down.

Madam Hu stared at him for a while, turned around silently, and lay down on the bed in her clothes.

In the middle of the night, Madam Hu was suddenly awakened by some squeaky sounds. She opened her eyes and saw Song Qingshu lying on the ground shrunk into a ball, trembling all over, with bruises in her arms exposed, clutching the quilt tightly.

Madam Hu knows that people who have been injured by a knife will have sore and painful wounds in wind and rain. What's more, Song Qingshu's body meridians are completely broken. Seeing that his pain is like this, she bit her lip, unwilling to make a trace. Voice, feeling in my heart: My uncle is indeed a decent gentleman.

Because of the cold on the ground, Song Qingshu really hurts, but there is a trace of stubbornness in his heart, let

What can Madam Hu know? It's better to bear it silently like a man.

"Uncle, come to bed and sleep." Madam Hu's soft voice came from behind.

Song Qingshu stared at her blankly: "How can this work! Sister-in-law, leave me alone, I can stand it."

"How are you on your way tomorrow like this?" Madam Hu held down his vest and sent a madness over, "It's awkward, I am not afraid of a woman, what are you afraid of? As long as we are not ashamed of our hearts, no Is it all right?"

Although Song Qingshu is arrogant, he is not a fool.

Trembling all the way to the bed, Song Qingshu got into the bed, only to feel a smell of fragrance coming, and it was warm again. For a while, he even forgot the pain in his body.

Ms. Hu saw him go straight into the quilt she had just slept in~IndoMTL.com~ His face was flushed, and after hesitating for a moment, her voice was like a mosquito: "Uncle, you sleep on my quilt."

Song Qingshu was embarrassed to find that his quilt was still on the ground, and quickly realized that Madam Hu was already the greatest gift of letting herself sleep in the bed. How could she agree to sleep in the same quilt as herself?

With a smile, when Song Qingshu ran down and took the quilt back, Mrs. Hu was already wrapped in the quilt and fell asleep with her back to herself. Song Qingshu slowly lay down beside her, touching her body several times in the middle. Madam Hu's body trembled slightly.

Different from Zhou Zhiruo's betrayal, Mrs. Hu is as clear and clean as Liuli, and she is also very good to herself, Song Qingshu dare not make any trouble and use those nasty methods to deal with her.

Smelling the faint fragrance from the hair of the beautiful lady next to him, Song Qingshu's spirit slowly relaxed, and the painful feeling gradually calmed down, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

The next day Song Qingshu woke up, touched the edge, the beautiful woman was no longer there, and sat up in shock, seeing Madam Hu looking at herself with a smile.

"Morning, sister-in-law." Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.

Ms. Hu nodded gently, and noticed the movement he had just now, and she was secretly annoyed: He put his hand on her body many times last night, if it wasn't for her infuriating to detect that he was just an unconscious behavior after a deep sleep, surely It's already turned over.

Seeing Madam Hu’s angry eyes, Song Qingshu felt guilty. He lowered his head and recalled the beautiful dream she had made last night. In the dream, Madam Hu was lying shyly and boundlessly under her...

If it was too early, the two went looking for Yanziwu. Song Qingshu knew that Shenhezhuang was probably dozens of miles west of Gusu City, and he took Madam Hu to search for it, but unfortunately, he had never heard of this place even after asking dozens of people. Madam Hu was shaken in her heart because she had gone in the wrong direction, but Song Qingshu confidently stated that she was right.