Flower Stealing Master Chapter 880: Do you want to?

The reason why Song Qingshu knows how to get out is because Zhao Min trapped Zhang Wuji in a similar cell in The Legend of the Dragon Slayer. Zhang Wuji finally scratched her feet and itched her to force her to release. Song Qingshu saw where she is now It was somewhat similar to the cell they were in at the time, so he drew a gourd in the same way. He didn't expect to find a way to get out, but how did he explain this reason? There is only one question and three questions.

Wan Yan Chongjie worried that there was an ambush outside, and cautiously touched it out, but found that there was no one around. I looked around. This should be in the back garden of a big family, so he rushed to the door to greet him. Song Qingshu: "Come out quickly, no one, take her with me."

"Take her with you?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

"Of course, take her as a hostage just in case." Wan Yan Chongjie said.

"Uh, okay." Song Qingshu worried that the longer she stayed with Zhao Min, the more likely she would be to see her identity. However, today she saw that she and Wanyan Chongjie are both martial arts, so she couldn't just leave her here. .

"Don't touch me!" Zhao Min's face was cold as Song Qingshu approached.

Song Qingshu ignored her and hugged her horizontally: "What can I do if I touch you?"

"I'll kill you." Being held in his arms by a strange man, Zhao Min was immediately ashamed and angry.

"It's a pity that your martial arts are so bad that you can't kill me." Song Qingshu laughed.

"I will find someone to kill you." Zhao Min said angrily.

"Who are you looking for? The Song Qingshu you just mentioned?" Song Qingshu asked deliberately.

Zhao Min directly turned his head to the other side and ignored him.

Wan Yan Zhongjie saw him hug Zhao Min out, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It's cheaper for you first, let's go." After saying that, he started lightly, and took advantage of the night to make a few vertical jumps. He flew out of the courtyard wall, and Song Qingshu hugged Zhao Min and followed closely.

"Hey, this is Xu Wang's other courtyard." After leaving the courtyard wall to see the surrounding terrain, Wanyan Chongjie suddenly showed a strange expression.

"How did you know?" Song Qingshu looked around. It should be near the back door, and there are no signs such as plaques.

"My home is nearby. I have lived in this area for more than ten years since I was little. Do you think I know." Wanyan Zhongjie rolled his eyes, and at this time, there were heavy footsteps in the distance. , She hurriedly said, "This is the residence of the troubled officials and nobles nearby. Therefore, the guards are very strict and there are often soldiers patrolling. It is inconvenient for you to hold such a big living person. First go to my house to hide."

Song Qingshu didn't want to cause trouble, nodded and said: "Okay!"

Wan Yan Chongjie led the way. Song Qingshu hugged Zhao Min and followed him, turning left and right. He quickly turned in through the back door of a house and entered an elegant attic.

"This is your boudoir?" Song Qingshu asked subconsciously, noticing the ornaments and the strong girlish style inside.

The speaker listened unintentionally and intentionally, the face of Wanyan Zhongjie was very blushing: "You are still carrying a prisoner, and you can't leak the wind, where else can you be placed besides here?"

A girl’s boudoir of this age can be said to be a very private place. Except for family members, generally only a few female friends can enter. Even fathers rarely get involved, let alone bring other men in. The only peers who can enter. I am afraid that only the future husband-in-law is the man. Although the Kingdom of Jin is a grassland regime, it has been deeply sinicized over the years, and its etiquette is not much different from that of the Southern Song Dynasty.

"That's it." Song Qingshu just nodded, but there was a sound of someone coming up from the stairs. He couldn't help wondering, "Isn't this your boudoir, why is someone coming here so late?"

"It should be my mother." Wanyan frowned, her face suddenly a little ugly.

"Pucha Alihu?" Song Qingshu heard news about her several times before, knowing that she used to be the eldest girl of the Pucha family, and the younger sister of Pucha Ahudie and Ahute brothers, and also Gobi. The first beauty of Jin Country before.

Although Song Qingshu is a little curious about this former Golden State's first beauty, she is even more curious about the reaction of Yan Chongjie. Why did she mention her mother's attitude like this? There seems to be a trace of...disgust in her coldness?

"You hide first." Wanyan Chongjie snorted at her and motioned to her to find a place to hide. Song Qingshu looked around for a week, subconsciously wanting to hide in the bed. The situation inside was clear, but Wan Yan Zhongjie hurriedly waved his hand. Song Qingshu thought about it, too. It was indeed a bit shameful that the little girl’s bed with a big man leaning in it by herself, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, he hurriedly hugged him. Zhao Min leaped and hid on a beam of the roof. In order to prevent Zhao Min from making a sound, he also sealed the other's dumb acupuncture points, which caused her to roll her eyes.

As soon as the two of them hid, a beautiful woman opened the door and came in. With watery eyes, rosy lips, tall breasts, plump and soft body, any man just looks at her and thinks of the first thing It would be a bed. With Song Qingshu's picky eye for beauty, I have to admit that this mature young woman is extremely attractive, and she deserves to be the first beauty of the country.

But that's all. Song Qingshu has enough women around him now, and he is no longer the green boy who was impulsive when he saw women. Now he is only interested in two kinds of women. One is that he is sincere. Like it, the second is helpful to his career.

Song Qingshu frowned suddenly, and he smelled a strong scent of alcohol after a long distance. Why does this woman drink so much alcohol?

"Mother, you are drunk again." After hearing what Yan Chongjie said, she should be in this state often.

"You know at a young age...what do you know, uh~ wine... wine is the best thing in the world, as the so-called... the so-called drunkenness solution... solution to a thousand enmity." The mature young woman said intermittently As he walked to the bed, Song Qingshu secretly wiped his sweat, and told me not to hide in the bed. She knew her mother would lie on the bed when she was drunk.

"Resolve a thousand enmity and resolve a thousand enmity, you are evasive." Wan Yan Zhongjie glanced at his mother angrily.

"Hehe," the mature young woman smiled, and said, "My dear daughter, where have you been, my mother didn't see you all night, and I was worried that you were cheated by some stinky man." , Woo..."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and the woman started crying as she spoke. It seems that there are too many depressive things on weekdays, and the two of them don't know how many things they have encountered over the years.

Wan Yan Zhongjie has a stern face, and his tone is full of sarcasm: "On the one hand, he said that I was worried about an accident, and on the other hand I was so drunk. You are really a good mother."

The mature young woman smiled awkwardly: "Because my mother knows that my good girl is the most...smartest, and only you take advantage of others...and no one else takes you...the opportunity to take advantage of you, so …So let the maid stare at you and see…Seeing that the light in your room is on, mother...I’ll come and see you right away."

"Since you have seen it, you can go back and rest." Wan Yan Zhongjie replied coldly.

"Mother is dizzy, I will sleep with you today...Sleep..." Before the words were finished, a slight snoring sounded from the bed.

"You!" Wanyan stood there with a stupefied and anxious expression.

Seeing that Pucha Alihu had fallen asleep, Song Qingshu jumped down and said, "Lingtang...Lingtang is really a bit special." If his own mother looks like this, he certainly doesn't want to be outsiders. Seeing that I accidentally broke through the embarrassment between their mother and daughter, I was really embarrassed.

"Do you think she is pretty?" Wan Yan Zhongjie asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't expect her to ask like that. She glanced at the mature young woman on the bed. Although she was so drunk, she still fell asleep like a begonia, and subconsciously replied, "It's pretty."

Wan Yan nodded heavily, and suddenly reached out and touched Zhao Min's sleeping acupuncture point, Song Qingshu looked surprised: "What are you doing?"

Wan Yan ignored him, went straight to the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand to touch her mother's face, tidyed up her some messy silk, and gradually moved her fingers down~IndoMTL.com~The placket of her neckline Slowly relieved, revealing a small patch of fair skin, and then looked back at Song Qingshu: "Do you want to go to her?"

"Xia Mi?" Song Qingshu was all Spartan. He never expected that the other party would throw out such a shocking sentence. You can think about it, in the middle of the night, he was invited by a beautiful girl with only a few sides. Go to her boudoir, and then she tore off her mother's clothes and asked if she wanted to do it. What a **** and **** development this is!

"Are you sick?" This is the only sentence that can express Song Qingshu's mood at this time.

"I know what you are worried about, don't worry, don't worry," Wan Yan Zhongjie suddenly smiled nervously, and pointed to the woman on the bed. "She is so drunk now, what have you done? I don’t remember, it doesn’t matter if I remember, she is a **** who can do her best anyway."

"How can you say that to your mother?" Song Qingshu frowned.

"Because she is not worthy to be my mother!" Wanyan Zhongjie's voice was as cold as ice, "I don't need a woman who can be my mother."

Anyone can do it? Song Qingshu thoughtfully, there are a lot of rumors about Pucha Alihu in the capital circles, but most of them are not based on facts, but her daughter says so. Are all the rumors true?

While he was thinking, Wan Yan Zhongjie suddenly got up: "Go, accompany me to kill Yan Liang."

"Miss, your thinking jump is too big, right? Just now you were talking about your mother..." Seeing the hatred in Wanyan Chongjie's eyes, Song Qingshu's heart moved, tentatively asked, "Your mother The reason for this is because Wan Yanliang?"

Wan Yan bit her lip again, tears rolling in her eye sockets, but after all she couldn't hold it back, the crystal clear tears flowed down her jade-white cheeks. 8More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy