Flower Stealing Master

"No!" Song Qingshu directly refused, "I want you to be my lover for the rest of my life, not these days."

"It's impossible for a lifetime!" Huang Rong's attitude is also very firm, "If this is the case, I will confess to Brother Jing directly, I believe he will not blame me, even if you kill us, we are also a pair of mandarin ducks of the same fate."

Seeing her steadfast eyes, Song Qingshu sighed: "Well, it's only ten years. After ten years, I should be able to look for you with integrity and no more sneaking between us."

"One year!" Huang Rong raised her head and looked at him stubbornly.

Song Qingshu frowned: "Three years!"

Seeing what Huang Rong wanted to say, Song Qingshu said coldly: "This is my bottom line. You know, I don't have to agree to these conditions."

Huang Rong’s face was green and white, and he was obviously engaged in a fierce psychological struggle. Song Qingshu said at the right time: “Rong’er, in fact, you think too much. I have so many things now. I travel between different countries all day. I can come to you once or twice in my free time. Do you find it difficult to accept this frequency?"

Huang Rong knew that he did not tell lies. If an ordinary man had a beauty like his own as his lover, he might be tired of being by his side all day long, but Song Qingshu was different from ordinary people. He had great ambitions and was definitely not the kind of indulgent indulge. A man in Gentle Township, not to mention there are so many fairy-like lovers around him, and he has less time to find himself.

"Well, three years is three years, but you have to promise me that when you look for me, you can't affect my normal life, and whether you want to be with you depends on my mood." Huang Rong snorted, her face renewed The cunning of the girlhood appeared.

"It's not difficult to not affect your normal life, but it depends on your mood to accompany me or not. You will definitely not want to be with me at that time." Song Qingshu is not Ouyang Ke, so he won't forget about beauty at the moment.

"If you don't have this power, wouldn't I just become a tool for you to vent your desires?" Huang Rong said angrily.

"This..." Song Qingshu was still a little hesitant. Huang Rong had too many ghost ideas. If she was accidentally brought into the pit, she would suffer a lot.

"Huh, you don't pretend to be...then what...what kind of kung fu is the best in the world? If you are so good, are you afraid that I will not be with you?" Huang Rong turned his face to the side after speaking, from Song Qingshu's From an angle, she can see a layer of pink appearing on her crystal ears.

Song Qingshu finally laughed: "Okay, I promise you."

Seeing Song Qingshu staring straight at him, Huang Rong was a little flustered by the quietness of the room, and hurriedly added: "There are still conditions..."

"Rong'er, please tell me." Song Qingshu didn't care. He could make Huang Rong voluntarily agree to be his lover.

Speaking of Mrs. Tang is still the matchmaker of the two, if it weren't for her, would the two of them happen last night by accident? Without the fact that the rice was cooked last night, would Huang Rong agree so easily?

Song Qingshu was in a good mood at the moment, and there was no embarrassment to agree to more small requests.

In fact, Huang Rong only thought about the three conditions just now. At the moment, his mind was messed up, and he was afraid that he wouldn’t have the chance if he didn’t say it for a while, so he just said nonsense: "What will happen to Xiangyang from now on, I ask you You can't refuse to help."

"Yes!" Song Qingshu thought carefully. The safety of Xiangyang is actually in line with his interests. You must know that the Southern Song Dynasty now relies on the Yangtze River for natural dangers, and Xiangyang is the gateway to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River. If Xiangyang is lost, the northern nomads will follow. Then, the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty will be wiped out in an instant, and what Song Qingshu needs most now is time. Only when a few big powers check and balance each other can he grow and develop.

Seeing Song Qingshu's promise, Huang Rong was happy. After all, Song Qingshu is now not only martial arts, but also has tens of thousands of elite soldiers. With this strong support, it will be easier to defend Xiangyang in the future.

"But every time I don't help in vain, you must accompany me while I help." Song Qingshu said suddenly.

Huang Rong's heart jumped, and angrily said: "Brother Jing and I are both in Xiangyang City, then how...how can I have the opportunity to accompany you!"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "Then I don't care, it's your business."

Seeing Huang Rong's look at a loss, Song Qingshu reminded: "Rong'er, you are so smart, you can come to me if you make up any reason at that time, such as discussing intelligence with me and formulating a tactical plan...Why would Daxia Guo suspect you?"

Huang Rong blushed when she heard it, and looked at him inexplicably astonished: "You are a young man, and you don't know where you learned so many nasty tricks."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I want to thank the various Japanese artists for their passionate performances, as well as the edification of the day and night of the Lifan session, and of course some domestic literary works of ‘gentlemen’..."

Huang Rong heard what artist and what was in the mist, and she didn't understand at all. Only in Japan, she seemed to be impressed: "Is Japan a Wa country?"

"Not bad." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Seeing him laughing weirdly, Huang Rong thought it was not a good thing, and hurriedly stopped asking no more.

"Are there any conditions? Rong'er should seize the opportunity and wait for it to be out of date?" Song Qingshu asked.

"Also," Huang Rong hurriedly responded, but for a moment she couldn't think of anything that needed his help. Song Qingshu urged her from the side. In a hurry, she thought of something, "Fuer accidentally chopped it off not long ago. After Yang Guo had an arm, Brother Jing was very angry, and wanted to cut off Fuer's arm and pay him. I had to send Fuer to Peach Blossom Island, but she had a lot of playfulness, and maybe she slipped into the rivers and lakes to play. Now that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, is there any way you can take care of her and protect her?"

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "If it's in Shandong, this won't be a problem, if I go to other places, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it."

Huang Rong suddenly looked disappointed: "That's true."

"This time Yang Guo and Wan Yanliang are dealing with you together, should Guo Daxia still look at Guo Fu's hand?" Song Qingshu was puzzled.

Huang Rong sighed quietly: "Brother Jing is an upright person. He always feels that our husband and wife caused the tragic death of Yang Kang. He originally felt guilty for the Yang family. This time, Fuer cut off his hand again. Jing I'm afraid it will not be easy for my brother to forgive Fu'er, and I dare not take her back to Xiangyang."

"I have a once-and-for-all way to prevent Daxia Guo from cutting Fu'er's hand." Song Qingshu's words immediately aroused Huang Rong's curiosity.

"What way?" Huang Rong looked at him in surprise.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth: "When you ask Guo Daxia to betroth the daughter to me, Fuer becomes my fiancee. How can Guo Daxia cut her hand again?"

Huang Rong suddenly trembled with anger, "You're such a bastard! Actually...have such an idea."