Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Song Qingshi felt a little uneasy.

He felt that he had forgotten something very important.

Anlong was arranged in the Jingxin other hospital, and the medicine servants who served were all carefully selected by Yue Wuhuan, and were prudent old people. Because An Long was addicted to drinking, he had secretly drunk the precious medicinal liquor in his hidden cellar when the alcohol addicts, so this time he sent someone to purchase a batch of fine wines and sent it to the other hospital.

The door, windows, and roof of the bedroom were also set with alarm spells to prevent Anlong from going crazy with alcohol. He crawled in in the middle of the night and forced him to climb the tree together to catch it, and drilled through the grass to find crickets.

Everything has been arranged properly, what has he forgotten?

In the middle of the night, Song Qingshi unfurled her hair, changed her pajamas, and lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, the aura flashed, and he remembered what he had forgotten...

Song Qingshi jumped up suddenly from the bed, put on his shoes and robe in horror, and ran to the Anlong yard desperately.

He forgot that Xiaobai loves to eat mice!

...

It was too late at night, the alcohol in Anlong's room was so heavy that you could smell it outside the door, the light had gone out, and the people inside seemed to be asleep.

Song Qingshi stood at the door, gathered his robe, raised his knocking hand, hesitated for a long time before knocking gently.

In a moment, the door slowly opened.

A violent scent of alcohol came, and a pair of sturdy arms wrapped around his waist in the darkness.

"Baby, I'm waiting for you."

Song Qingshi was dizzy, and he had been carried to the bed before he knew what was going on.

The unworn robe was scattered at random, his hands were pressed heavily, and the hot and humid gasp spread across the neck, and the hoarse voice was eager: "Don't go tonight."

Song Qingshi tried to earn, but found that he couldn't move at all.

The guys who train the body are all animals, and the brute force is amazing, and they can't do it recklessly.

The pill flame of the bodyguard rose instantly, raising the body's temperature to boiling hot like a soldering iron.

An Long was so hot that he screamed, letting go, and his clothes rolled off the bed in disarray.

Song Qingshi lit the candlestick with the pill fire in his hand, and looked at the guy on the ground coldly: "Wake up?"

An Long was shocked: "Why are you?"

Song Qingshi received the flames, fastened his robe again, and asked with a black face, "Who do you think it is?"

"I thought..." An Long's expression was extremely embarrassing. He held his injured hand and said aggrieved, "I thought it was the girl named Huang Ling who recommended the pillow."

Huang Ling? Song Qingshi thought for a while, and found that he had some impression of this medicine servant. She was a newcomer after coming to Yaowanggu for a few years and was responsible for cleaning the garden nearby. Because most of Gu Zhongyao's servants are men, there are 30 or 40 women, and most of them are middle-aged women. Huang Ling is young, cheerful, intelligent, courageous, and good-looking. popular. Song Qingshi used to run into her in the yard, and said a few words to help her solve her confusion. Later, the more Wuhuan took care of her internal affairs, she never saw her.

"You say I drink and cause trouble every day. Why don't you break into my place today if you don't drink?" An Long saw him hesitate, and immediately the wicked complained, "You still have loose hair and dress like this. If you look in the mirror, can I admit my mistake? You should be thankful that I didn't light up the light, otherwise I would be scared to death."

Song Qingshi couldn't help but look back in the mirror, white robe with long hair...

Well, it does look a bit like a female ghost.

Although it was a little uncomfortable, everyone was a man, and it was unintentional. He was not a big beauty like Yue Wuhuan, there was no tofu to eat, and it was not worth worrying about.

"Forget it," Song Qingshi graciously turned to other questions: "When did you hook up with my medicine servant?"

"Don't talk nonsense," An Long climbed onto the edge of the bed and sat down, raising his hand and swearing, "She took the initiative to hook me up. If you don't believe me, ask."

He put on his shirt casually, tied his pants loosely, half-falling, sitting carelessly, indifferently revealing the perfect inverted triangle figure and the eight-pack abs on the male dog's waist. It is very attractive for a bad man. Attract girls.

Song Qingshi thought about his glorious deeds, and believed again...

An Long smirked and asked, "Why did you find me in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't come to see you," Song Qingshi remembered the most important thing, and immediately stood up and looked around. "Where is Xiao Bai?"

Opteron snaked down the beam and raised his head affectionately.

Song Qingshi grabbed Haolong and told him seriously, ordering it not to take any mice in the King Valley of Medicine.

Opteron was extremely psychic, shaking his head to express his understanding. Song Qingshi knew that it would not be foolish like An Long, and finally relieved, promised to compensate him with a lot of delicious food, and also promised to play with him.

During the communication between one person and one snake, An Long looked out the door with a smile but a smile. He had long discovered that Yue Wuhuan was standing far away in the courtyard, taking everything that happened in the house into his eyes. However, he couldn't see any flaws in Yue Wuhuan's body, his expression and movements were very relaxed, and he didn't take these farce to heart at all.

It's so interesting...

Yue Wuhuan realized that An Long was observing himself, and he hurriedly bowed his head down embarrassedly, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

Every reaction is impeccably natural.

He is like a servant who knows his own identity, sensible and well-behaved, and never takes a leap forward.

Unfortunately, Anlong didn't believe it.

In Xilin, everyone knows that the more colorful things become more poisonous.

...

Song Qingshi educates Opteron well and prepares to leave.

An Long smiled and pointed out the door: "Your eldest disciple is watching a joke."

"It's all you are not good." Song Qingshi blushed, feeling that his mature and stable image in front of Yue Wuhuan had been ruined by An Long asshole, so he hurried away and hurried away from Jingxin Courtyard with Yue Wuhuan. .

Seeing the two of them walking away, An Long got up, opened a jar of wine again, and poured it down fiercely.

The more you drink this wine, the more sober you get.

He touched his burned hand and laughed at himself: "Ha, I thought there would be something good..."

...

Song Qingshi walked and explained to Yue Wuhuan: "That guy is Alaska, don't take it to heart, I don't usually do this."

The less Huanhuan asked, "What is Alaska?"

Song Qingshi's anger remained unresolved: "Dog!"

His elder sister raised an Alaska, professionally demolished the house, she did not change after repeated instruction, and was particularly annoying. He once slipped through once because of bad legs and feet and was dragged directly into the river. Fortunately, the water was shallow and he was not drowned. Coax this guy.

Although Yue Wuhuan didn't quite understand, he didn't want to ask more, and turned to other things: "The Medicine Servant is here to report, and Huang Ling was caught outside the Jingxin Courtyard. This girl is really restless and wants to seduce the Wangu Sect master. Lord, look...Do you want to send her to Zhuangzi?"

Song Qingshi thought for a while: "Okay, send it."

Although the girl Sichun, this is not a big deal, but Yaowanggu has a lot of valuable information, and it is not suitable to keep someone with other intentions. Moreover, An Long is a big carrot. The stunning female cultivator doesn’t know how much she dumped. He once lied that she was hiding in the Valley of Medicine King, causing several female cultivators to make noises, crying, jumping, and fighting, if it weren’t for the practice at the time. The pill made is inseparable from people, and the original body is so angry that he will go to him to settle the account. In short, this kind of scumbag is not something ordinary little girls can afford to play, it is good to stay away.

The more Wuhuan responded, and then gently covered his nose.

Song Qingshi noticed his small movements and was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

The more Wuhuan hesitated for a moment, Fang said, "The smell of wine on the Lord's body...a bit heavy."

Song Qingshi smelt the sleeves with hindsight, and indeed smelled a faint smell of wine, and instantly felt extremely uncomfortable. He hurried to the bathroom behind the bedroom: "Wuhuan, get my new pajamas for me, I want to take a shower."

"Okay," Yue Wu responded with a smile, and said happily, "wash it up."

Song Qingshi first cast a few cleaning spells on himself, then happily jumped into the large hot spring bath and swam a few times. Then he lay on the shore and secretly poked the thin lines on his white and soft belly, thinking about Anlong’s eight-pack abs mermaid line, and thinking about the more beautiful and compact waistcoat line. Suddenly it was a bit wrong. taste.

After finally having a healthy body, should he take time to train individuals to make himself more masculine?

Song Qing thought blankly for a long time.

...

Yue Wuhuan sat on the steps outside, calmly playing with a scalpel and reading a book.

There is only darkness in the eyes under the lights, like a bottomless abyss.

How could he not be angry about this kind of thing?

The smell of that dirty guy playing with bugs made him vomiting...

He has paid a tragic price countless times, let him understand that the more angry he is, the more calm he is, the more disgusting he is, the more natural he is, and he must not be seen as unwilling. At this time, changing the crying into laughter, expressing pleasure from the pain, and changing the wailing into an excitemental sound, so that the disgusting guy is happy, and he is very familiar with the drill.

Then, lurking in the deepest part of the shadow...

Be patient and wait.

Until the moment suitable for opening the fangs.

The author has something to say: Song Qingshi: What can a man and I have besides being friends? Those who want to be crooked are not serious people!

The more Wuhuan smiles: Everything the Lord says is right.

An Long smirked: Everything is right when Qing Shi said~