Flower Stealing Master Chapter 708: Adventure

Huang Rong's face turned pale, and hurriedly suppressed the confusion, took a deep breath and said lightly: "The happiest time Brother Jing made me happiest was when he came to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage. He defeated Ouyang Ke and passed me. Daddy’s test, I was the happiest at that moment."

Song Qing was immediately dumbfounded: "This is also OK?"

A sly smile flashed in Huang Rong's eyes: "Why not, this is exactly your question?"

Song Qing then remembered that the woman in front of him was the demon girl who caused countless people's headaches, and she couldn't help but look depressed: "Okay, let's forget it."

"Now it's my turn to ask questions." Seeing how easy it is to deal with, Huang Rong has no scruples, not to mention that she was indeed aroused by this game.

"You can ask." Song Qing looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he has a thick skin, and he has experienced all kinds of meaty stories in later generations. He really can't think of a reason for being afraid of her asking questions.

"With so many confidantes around you, who is your favorite?" To Song Qing's expectation, Huang Rong did not continue to ask questions in that regard, but asked very freshly.

"Who do you love the most?" A trace of confusion flashed in Song Qing's eyes, Zhou Zhiruo, Xia Qingqing, Bing Xue'er, Ah Jiu, Dongfang Muxue... He had one name after another in his mind, and he loved each one very much. , But it's a pity that even he himself doesn't know who he loves the most.

It seems that I really have the potential to be a stallion!

Song Qing smiled bitterly, quickly put away his thoughts, smiled and said to Huang Rong: "I love you the most."

"Greasy mouth, not serious..." Huang Rong was obviously a little unscrupulous. Although she knew that Song Qing was false, her heart was still beating when she was confessed to face by a man like this.

"Do you respond to my show of love like this? It's so sad." Song Qing made a very aggrieved and uncomfortable expression.

Huang Rong couldn't help but sneered: "I'm afraid of you, can't you let this question pass."

"It's my turn to ask you, right?" Song Qing said with a smile.

"Ask." Huang Rong smiled. The two chatted for a while, and there was no initial restraint and worry.

"Rong'er, do you think that staying with Daxia Guo to guard Fuyang will give you the hope of finally achieving success?" To Huang Rong's surprise, Song Qing did not ask the kind of question that embarrassed her this time.

"Of course I can see hope. Isn't Mongolia retreating now? As long as it can defeat the Jin Guoren's wolf ambition..." Huang Rong smiled at first, but as she talked, she could no longer force a smile. Now the Southern Song court is dark and the generals are incompetent, but the northern nomadic countries are all thriving. They are full of tigers and wolves, especially Mongolia. Maybe ordinary people really think that Mongolia and Song have become allies, but people like Huang Rong are of course sharp. It can be seen from the ground that Mongolia is only advancing by retreat. When he comes back next time, it is bound to win.

Huang Rong thinks about it, but can't see where is the way out for Xiangyang, and where is there any hope? In the past, she was evading this problem subconsciously. As long as the family can live together, a happy day is a day, but now that Song Qing mentions it, she can no longer escape.

Seeing Huang Rong's silence, Song Qing sighed: "Rong'er, you have burdened too much for Xiangyang. With your martial arts and identity, even in troubled times, you could have a happy life, why bother to go there? Wandering in the muddy water."

Huang Rong smiled sadly: "Marrying a husband, Brother Jing is for the country and the people, of course my wife must fully support him."

Song Qing sighed quietly: "Guo Daxia serves the country and the people, but has he ever been a family? Maybe in the hearts of the world, he is a hero and a hero, but in my heart, he But he is not a good husband. It is really a violent thing to change his wife from a quaint and carefree girl into a woman full of worries and calculations all day long."

Song Qing still has something to say. In the original book, Guo Jing asked Huang Rong to be chased by the Mongols like a bereavement dog when he was in labor. He did not show up from beginning to end. He only cared about his Xiangyang city, if it weren’t for Yang Guo’s ignorance With the shot, Huang Rong's mother and daughter may have been killed in Huangquan long ago.

Huang Rong has not yet been pregnant with a second child, and these incidents have naturally not happened.

Thinking of the spiritual girl in the original book, Song Qing suddenly looked weird. If she wins her love and subdues Huang Rong, she doesn't know if Guo Xiang will exist in this world in the future?

"Shut up, you are not allowed to say bad things about Brother Jing!" Song Qing was still out of wandering things, but Huang Rong stood up with a frosty face and said coldly, "The gentleman does not criticize others behind his back. For such a person, I have misunderstood you."

"Isn't I fighting the injustice for you?" Seeing Huang Rong's face became more ugly, Song Qing hurriedly raised his hand and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, Rong'er, you are right, it's me who is like that. The behavior does seem to be a bit tricky."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake frankly, Huang Rong's expression eased. After re-seating, she said: "Song son, I can treat you as if you didn't hear what you said just now, but if there is another time, I won't treat you as my friend. ."

Song Qing's eyes lit up, and she grabbed her hands with excitement: "It turns out that Rong'er regards me as a friend in her heart."

Huang Rong's face flushed, she pulled her hand back unnaturally, and said angrily: "Of course I treat you as a friend, otherwise I would talk to you like this."

"It would be better if nothing happened last night~IndoMTL.com~." Huang Rong secretly added in her heart.

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good," Song Qing woke up and he acted abruptly, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited."

Huang Rong gave him an angry glance: "Now it's my turn to ask you, right?"

"Rong'er, just ask." Song Qing laughed.

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment and asked: "This time you took such a big risk to save Brother Jing, do you have any wrong thoughts about me?"

She regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth. This kind of problem is well known to everyone, and should not be put on the table, but she doesn't know why, she just threw her reason out of the sky at that moment, and she still asked it. Uttered.

"Yes!"

Song Qing's answer was very concise and powerful. Huang Rong's scorching gaze made Huang Rong distraught and hurriedly changed the subject: "It's up to you to ask."

"Rong'er, how often do your husband and wife...do you have **** once?" There was an inexplicable smile on Song Qing's face.

Huang Rong sipped secretly. This person is really shameless. He exposed his nature to ask such questions so quickly. However, Huang Rong quickly fell into distress. If we were to tell the truth, Brother Jing, who was involved in the defense of Xiangyang on weekdays, might not have the opportunity to touch her once a year. Didn't it make her husband lose face and let Song Qing feel the opportunity?

But if you make up a lie that the two are making each other every day...

Huang Rong glanced at Song Qing subconsciously. For some reason, she didn't want to tell him that she was enjoyed by other men so frequently, even if that man was her husband.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Rong bit her lower lip: "I refuse to answer this question, I choose a big risk."

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