Chapter 1053 I Don't Understand the Style

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"I didn't hear anything?" Song Qingshu smiled noncommittally, "Everyone understands, why should Madam deceive herself?"

Cheng Yaojia was also deeply regretful, thinking why he was so obsessed and ran to eavesdrop, but when he heard such a shocking secret, he was now set on fire.

"I won't tell anyone else." Cheng Yaojia hurriedly assured.

Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked in front of her: "I have no doubts about the sincerity of Madam's words at this time, but people will always change, and I won't be there to watch, who knows if you will For other reasons, choose to reveal my secrets."

Cheng Yaojia took two steps back and said in a panic, "No, you have been so kind to me these days, and I am too late to be grateful. How could I do something sorry for you?"

Looking at her delicate and delicate face, Song Qingshu asked lightly, "What if your husband asks you to talk about it?"

"I... I won't say it either." Cheng Yaojia was hesitant at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.

Song Qingshu reached out and picked up a strand of hair in her ear: "I can feel Madam's sincerity at the moment, but I am a rational person and will not entrust the future to a promise."

Cheng Yaojia's face turned pale, and her body trembled as she said, "I understand what you mean, I just ask you to remember your previous promise and help me save Lu Lang." After speaking, he closed his eyes quietly.

Seeing her delicate eyelashes trembling slightly, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to kill me? Let's do it." Cheng Yaojia replied, but her rapidly rising chest showed that her heart was not as calm as she pretended to be.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile: "Who said I was going to kill you?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "You... won't you kill me?"

Song Qingshu hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin lightly, and said with admiration, "Madam is such a beautiful woman, which man would be willing to hurt you."

However, he quickly changed the conversation: "Of course, if I didn't meet my wife before, even if I was reluctant to part with it, I'm afraid I would only be able to ruin it."

Although Cheng Yaojia is shy and shy, she is also a smart woman. Hearing this, he already knows that the other party has no intention of killing, so he can't help biting his lip: "Thank you."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank Madam. Although I won't kill you, in order to ensure that the secret will not be leaked, I can only ask Madam to be wronged. Before I think of the safest solution, stay by my side." Song Qingshu had to sigh at this time, Why don't I like killing people so much? Like the protagonists of the fantasy novels in the previous life, who can solve this kind of thing in a blink of an eye, but I still have such a headache.

After thinking about it, Song Qingshu can only blame himself as an ordinary person in his previous life, he knows the psychology of ordinary people, and does not want to be wiped out by nobles, privileged people or some powerful people like ants; he came to this world for various reasons and is no longer ordinary, but he also I don't want to lose my heart and mutilate the lives of other ordinary people at will.

Because Song Qingshu was absent-minded, Cheng Yaojia had the opportunity to take a closer look at the new face of the man in front of him. He was handsome and handsome, and he had an unhurried temperament all over his body.

She looked at it and her face blushed unconsciously: it was much better than the bearded face before...

Song Qingshu finally came back to his senses, noticing that the other party was staring at him, he couldn't help but smile slightly and stretched out his hand: "Get to know me again, I'm Song Qingshu."

Looking at the hand he stretched out in front of him, Cheng Yaojia's face flushed: "You... what are you doing?"

Only then did Song Qingshu realize that it is no longer the world of his previous life, and shaking hands with a woman is considered indecent, but he is such a big-hearted person that he naturally doesn't care about these red tapes, and still said with the same expression: "This is our hometown. In the handshake over there, when two people first met, they would stretch out their hands and hold each other to show friendship." It perfectly explains what it means to be serious nonsense.

Cheng Yaojia wondered where there would be such absurd customs, but she still subconsciously reached out and held his hand: "Hello, I... I'm Cheng Yaojia."

Hearing that she didn't mention her identity as the young lady of Guiyunzhuang, Song Qingshu couldn't help but move.

The skin of the two touched and felt the heat of each other's palms. Cheng Yaojia's face turned even redder. He tried to withdraw his hand several times, but found that he didn't move.

Suddenly thinking of something, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, "You are Song Qingshu, the King of the Golden Snake?"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: "Have you heard of me, Madam?"

"I've heard it before," Cheng Yaojia gave him a complicated look, and suddenly hesitated, "Does the handshake in your hometown take so long?"

"That's not true, it's just that Madam's hand is too slippery, and I couldn't bear to let it go." Song Qing said in a written voice, but finally let go of her hand.

Hearing him say such shameless words so confidently, Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt a familiar feeling, and then he felt that the man in front of him was the one who had been protecting her and comforting her before, and at the same time molested her from time to time.

"It is well known to the world that you assassinated Kangxi before, and then you defeated the Qing army of 100,000 people, and I don't know how many Han people applauded. Not long ago, you rescued dozens of princesses from the Song Dynasty, and now the whole Song Dynasty regards you as a How about a Han hero?" Cheng Yaojia thought that this name was often mentioned by the elders of the family on weekdays, and even her husband often praised him well, if he knew that he was with the hero he admired now

, I don't know if he will be envious.

Cheng Yaojia's face suddenly turned red, thinking that he and Song Qingshu were sleeping in the same bed, Lu Lang knew that it was strange if he didn't get angry, and how could he be envious.

"What about Madam, what does Madam think of me?" Song Qingshu asked meaningfully, sitting near the bed.

"I..." Cheng Yaojia's lips were slightly opened, and he dared to say what was in his heart directly. After thinking for a while, he had to describe it in a relatively euphemistic way, "You are a very capable hero in my heart, but it's just that It's just...a little bit rude."

Song Qingshu laughed: "Madam's words are too light. I'm afraid in your heart, I'm not just a rogue, I'm afraid I'm more like a lecherous, lewd, and a thief."

Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head slightly: "No, although you are sometimes... rascal, you are a gentleman at heart." Thinking that although the other party molested him from time to time, he didn't do anything to her, even last night. He took the initiative to give him a hug, and he also followed the etiquette.

"Really?" Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, and Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms by him, hugging her waist and pressing her on her lap, "But what if I don't want to be a gentleman?"

Feeling the masculine breath on his body at close range, Cheng Yaojia also had a heart pounding, not daring to face his eyes, subconsciously turned his head to the side, and his voice was inaudible: "Only the son remembers what he promised me. , the others...whatever your son."

Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, Song Qingshu's throat slid, and he moved his head closer.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster, and her eyelashes gradually trembled.

"Madam's heart is beating so fast, what are you afraid of?" There was only about an inch between the lips of the two, and Song Qingshu suddenly stopped.

Cheng Yaojia bit his lip: "you know...you know what I'm afraid of."

"I don't know." There was a smile on Song Qingshu's lips. Why don't you let me feel what the lady's heart is afraid of.

A daze flashed in Cheng Yaojia's eyes, thinking about how it would feel, but the moment the other party's hand reached into her clothes, she instantly understood.

"This rogue~" Cheng Yaojia's figure was slightly stiff, but he did not dodge.

Seeing that the cherry mouth was moist and moving from a close distance, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it any longer and kissed it directly.

Cheng Yaojia snorted, and the whole person collapsed in his arms.

At first, her emotions were very complicated. For a while, she thought that she would be sorry for her husband by doing this, and then comforted herself to do this to save him. After being kissed by Song Qingshu for a long time, she gradually became emotional and closed her eyes involuntarily. The body is getting softer and the skin is getting hotter.

Feeling that the body of the beautiful woman in her arms seemed to melt all over her body, Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation and put her on the bed, and then pressed her whole body onto it.

"Marshal, marshal!" At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Qingshu sat up depressed and asked in a bad tone, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Yaojia also woke up from the **, turned around in shame, and started to button the clothes in a hurry.

Hearing the tone in the room, the guard outside froze for a moment, knowing that he might have ruined the boss's good deeds, but now, he had to bite the bullet and say: "The kid who was caught was yelling in the cell, shouting. I want to see you."

"If he wants to see this commander, he will go to see him? Don't you guys handle this kind of trivial matter yourself!" If Song Qingshu had not always been a kindhearted man, he would have dragged this man out and slapped him with dozens of slaughter sticks.

"But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun, and that the marshal would definitely go to see him when he heard this name." The guard cursed inwardly, and when he returned later, he had to clean up the boy well, so that the hatred in his heart could be relieved.

"Zhang Jun!" Song Qingshu stood up suddenly, "Did he really say that?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, you go down first, and I'll go see him right away." Song Qingshu couldn't be more cautious, because Zhang Jun is now the minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, the right servant of the book, and the minister of the middle book, also known as the minister of the right. Above the political affairs, and Zuo Xiang, are the nominal central heads of the Southern Song Dynasty.

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