Flower Stealing Master

"Isn't it nice here?" Song Qingshu smiled evilly.

Feeling the rapidness of the man’s breathing, Shen Bijun thought about what was about to happen, and the whole person was a little soft. Since childhood, she has been a well-behaved daughter, the lady who praised the whole city of Shanyin, never thought that her first time was not here. On the wedding night, I never thought that the place for the first offering was not in the bed, but in this tub.

What's the difference between this and the kind of wild-he spurned in the book?

Although reason tells her that this cannot be done, there is a deep restlessness in her soul. She has been too disciplined since she was a child, and always conforms to the expectations of people around her. Everything has formed instinct, even her own. I thought I was such a person.

But at this moment, she left all those female ethics dogmas she had received since she was a child. She suddenly wanted to try something extraordinary, such as offering to this man the chastity she had treasured for more than ten years. .

At the thought of this, her whole body became weaker and weaker, and she couldn't stand a little with her own strength, and her whole body was almost completely hung on the man on the opposite side.

How can Song Qingshu fail to see that the beautiful woman in front of her is completely emotional, the two of them are pressed tightly together, feeling the extremely tender and slippery skin, and thinking of the countless princes and grandchildren in the south of the Yangtze River as the dream lover. Wrapped around him fortifiedly, with a look like Renjun picks it up, no man can withstand this temptation.

Even Song Qingshu, who is calm on weekdays, can't do it, not to mention that he is still drunk at the moment? Kissing her body fiercely and passionately, as if a lion left its mark on the territory, swearing its sovereignty.

Shen Bijun was already bathing, and there was no patch on her body at this time. As the opponent pressed and pressed her step by step, she fell steadily, and the lines of defense were all touched and collapsed, and she was quickly approached by soldiers.

"Song Lang~" Shen Bijun's voice was originally very soft, let alone this situation? This call really made Hundred Steel Smelting become soft with fingers.

Although Song Qingshu was a little drunk, he still pityed that she was a girl of yellow flowers. He did not open up like a mature-woman like Mrs. Ruan, but moved forward slowly and firmly.

Noticed that the girl's eyebrows wrinkled slightly

, He gently used kisses and love words to resolve her tension and pain.

As soon as he was about to enter the gate, screams and exclamations suddenly came from outside, and then there was the sound of a gong that shook the sky.

"What's the matter outside..." The two shook together. Shen Bijun bit his thin lip lightly, and his voice was quieter than that of a mosquito. His beautiful and flawless face was flushed at the moment, his eyes were misty, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his skin was white and delicate. It was full of fine and clear water drops, I don't know if it was sweat or hot water in the tub.

"Don't worry about him, let's continue." The arrow is on the string at this time, no matter how flooded he is.

Shen Bijun gave an inaudible hum, then lowered his head in shame and buried himself in the lover's chest.

Song Qingshu only felt that the blood was spurting, and that the whole body was as hard as iron. Only with the gentleness of a woman could it be resolved slowly. But at this moment, the maid and the young servant faintly exclaimed:

"Madam was assassinated!"

"Madam is gone!"

Accompanied by various crying sounds, Song Qingshu's whole person suddenly froze, and the whole mansion is up and down. Who else can be called a madam besides Ruan Xingzhu?

Was she stabbed to death?

Thinking of Madam Ruan's coquettish and tenderness, thinking of the happy time that the two spent together, and thinking of the child in her belly at this time, Song Qingshu didn't feel much drunk when she was drunk just now, but at this moment, the world was spinning.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with Sister Ruan, Brother Song, go and see?" Shen Bijun also heard the noise outside at this moment. After coming to Yang Mansion, Ruan Xingzhu has been very good to her, and she naturally didn't want anything to happen to the other party.

"Boom boom boom!" At this time there was a rapid knock on the door, and at the same time Shen Xiaolong's voice came: "Young Master, Young Master!"

Thinking that his eldest brother was outside, the courage that Shen Bijun had just plucked up instantly retreated, and hurriedly urged his lover: "Big Brother Song, please go and have a look, and don't... don't let the eldest brother come in and see."

Even if the other party is the only remaining relative of the Shen family, the nature of the woman makes her not want to be seen by the other party that she is in the lover's room so late, and she does not want him to see the scene of the two.

Song Qingshu nodded and quickly got up and put on your clothes: "Hurry up and put on your clothes yourself, don't go out, stay here carefully." Then ran with a deep face.

Got out.

"What's the matter?" When I went out, I saw Shen Xiaolong standing at the door. Although the other person looked a bit drunk, he was more anxious at the moment.

"I heard that an assassin has assassinated Madam Ruan, I am afraid that Madam has already..." After all, Shen Xiaolong is now splitting a party and has a lot of personal guards with him. Someone has already notified him of what happened.

"How is it possible? The Ruan family is heavily guarded, and why is it so easy to be succeeded by the assassins!" Song Qingshu's face was gloomy and terrifying. As the world's largest emperor merchant, the Ruan family did not know how many people coveted it, and after the last incident on the ship. Ruan Xingzhu deliberately strengthened the guards around him, and the Yang family was also one of the best in Sichuan. At this time, the guards at the mansion were not much worse than the palace.

Looking at the entire world, apart from those master-level masters who may successfully break in, how can anyone else have this ability, but people at the master level disdain to do these sneaky things.

As the two rushed to Ruan Xingzhu’s courtyard, a guard behind Shen Xiaolong replied: “I heard that the assassin is very clever, and his whole person is like a ghost. The guard found him, but let him escape.”

Song Qingshu's heart suddenly became cold for the most part. Since the other party can leave unrestrainedly, most of them have already succeeded, and wanting to come to Mrs. Ruan is more or less auspicious.

Speaking of it, I blamed the courtyards where the two sides lived too far away, otherwise the assassin would definitely not be able to hide from his eyes and ears. But this is the Yang Mansion after all. In order to avoid suspicion, it is impossible for Ruan Xingzhu to leave him and Shen Xiaolong in the back house where the family members live. They can only arrange them in the side room.

Anxious, Song Qingshu hurried to Ruan Xingzhu's room with his triumphs—the two often huddled together, so naturally they knew where her boudoir was.

The rest of the crowd lost sight of him when they saw a flower in front of them. They couldn't help but slap their tongues secretly. Shen Xiaolong's bodyguard didn't understand why the master was so polite to this young man, and it was only now that he was convinced.

After a few breaths, he rushed to Ruan Xingzhu’s room and found that there were already many people outside. Many people were crying and crying. Doctors came in and out, and brought out some **** bandages from time to time. His whole heart suddenly lifted up. .

Just about to rush in to see what happened, suddenly a warm little hand beside him stopped him: "The son, don't want to go in, come with me."

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