Chapter 692 Beautiful Misunderstanding

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Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Brother Tang Kuo, aren't you pushing me to an injustice?"

Tang Kuobian shook his head and said, "Our Jurchens don't have as much red tape as you Han people. What I said just now is all my true thoughts, not to mention we made an oath before. Now that I am dead, my wife and property are up to you. There is nothing wrong with inheritance."

Song Qingshu hesitated: "I can promise you everything else, but your wife, how can I..."

Seeing that the other party promised to do those three things for him, Tang Kuobian couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Hahaha, with the promise of Brother Song's daughter, I, Tang Kuobian, can rest in peace even if I die."

"Brother Tang Kuo, did you hear what I said?" Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

Tang Kuo sighed and said, "Do you think I would like to let another man ride on Gebi? But now that I'm out of control, the unprotected Gebi will be the most delicious and tempting delicacy. Don't say Wanyanliang, it's other nobles, who doesn't want to take a bite? Instead of making her a plaything for other men, I might as well give her to you directly. You have enough ability to protect her, and you can do the same. My last wish, not to mention that we are sworn brothers, according to the words of you Han people, this can be regarded as the fertile water that does not flow into the fields of outsiders."

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words. Tang Kuobian didn't know much about Chinese. How could this idiom be used like this? Although, it does fit the mood...

"Brother Song, I'm running out of time, please listen carefully to what I have to say about the Tang Kuo family..." Seeing what Song Qingshu wanted to say, Tang Kuobian interrupted him and hurriedly told some secrets that only he knew. He, it is convenient for him to pretend to be more seamless after that.

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu was holding a blood letter written by Tang Kuobian himself, as well as his patriarch's seal, and the whole person stood in the room desolately. At this time, Tang Kuobian had already died for a long time, a pair of eyes. He opened his eyes wide open, obviously because of his hatred for Wanyan Liang and his attachment to life, which made him unable to rest his eyes.

The reason why Song Qingshu was desolate was because he found that he was so powerless in front of the god of death, he could only watch the fire of Tang Kuobian's life slowly die out. how small.

Of course, the death of Tang Kuobian, the sworn brother, made him extremely sad, even though Song Qingshu only regarded the other party as a friend. Especially when Tang Kuobian was about to die, he solemnly entrusted his funeral, and he still faintly noticed the heavy shoulders.

Song Qingshu picked up Tang Kuobian's body, transported it to the sand without a trace, and quickly left the city.

Finding a secluded place to bury Tang Kuobian, Song Qingshu looked at the hastily tomb in front of him, and made a secret promise: "Brother Tang Kuo, you are wronged here for the time being, and after I complete your entrustment, I will You are buried in a glorious and beautiful way, and you return to the ancestral grave of the Tang Kuo family."

Song Qingshu did not cut off his face according to Tang Kuobian's last words. After all, he has the ability to disguise himself and does not need such bloody means. In his heart, the dead are the greatest, and leaving a whole corpse is unanimously recognized by all ethnic groups. custom.

There were too many things that happened tonight. Seeing the death of the righteous brother with his own eyes and his inability to do anything, Song Qingshu felt a fire in his heart. He urgently needed to vent. The warm and soft ** of a woman was the best medicine for healing.

Most of the night, when Song Qingshu returned to his room, half of the night had passed, but the hour before dawn was the darkest and the time when people slept the most.

Song Qingshu didn't turn on the lights, and came to the bed in the dark. In the dim darkness, he vaguely saw the beauty lying on his side, with his back to himself, sleeping very sweetly. The graceful undulating body curves were enough to make any man's heart beat faster.

Song Qingshu stretched out her hand to shake her to wake her up, but then she held back her thoughts, thinking in her heart: Madam Tang's emotions have experienced a great difference tonight.

Of course, Song Qingshu also has his own selfishness. He urgently needs to vent the negative emotions in his body. If Mrs. Tang knows the news of her brother's death, it would be too much to ask her for love.

Looking at the sleeping woman, Song Qingshu didn't know if it was his own delusion, and felt that Mrs. Tang's body seemed to be more tempting than usual.

Song Qingshu rarely encountered this kind of opportunity. Seeing the woman lying on the side of the bed without defense, he suddenly felt a sense of stealing love, and his heart was pounding with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingshu stabilized his mind, and carefully pinched the corner of the quilt with two fingers and lifted it up gently. The woman only wore a close-fitting jacket, and a large area of ​​white Yingying skin was exposed on the nape of the neck. There was an alluring halo in the night.

Looking at the slender neck, Song Qingshu became even hotter.

Song Qingshu hurriedly stripped off all his clothes, got on the bed carefully, put down the quilt and wrapped the two of them inside.

There was a sweet scent of a woman in the quilt, and Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became harder than iron. He faintly felt that he was about to burst, and urgently needed a moist package from a woman's body to comfort him.

The biggest difference between men and women is that women are very sensitive to the scent of scents and can keenly distinguish whether there are other women's scents on their husbands, but it is difficult for men to tell the difference.

Therefore, the careless Song Qingshu did not realize that the sweet fragrance emanating from the woman in the bed was actually quite different from Madam Tang!

Song Qingshu hugged the woman from behind, and untied the last layer of close-fitting clothes on the woman's body with the other hand.

To avoid waking up the other party, he even directly used his sword energy to gently stroke the other party's clothes, and effortlessly stripped the woman in the bed.

Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark, a man's intuition about a woman made Song Qingshu know how attractive a woman under the quilt was.

Song Qingshu's hot and hard body reached between her legs, and her plump buttocks fit tightly into his lower abdomen, making the two bodies combine intimately.

Only at this time did Song Qingshu fully feel the amazing elasticity and smoothness of the opponent's skin, and when he gently rubbed it, the delicate feeling made Song Qingshu shudder all over his body.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and went around in front of her, grabbed the plump and towering place, and the perfect touch at the start made Song Qingshu's heart ecstatic, wonderful!

"This Mrs. Tang is really a stunner in the world, and every time I have a completely different freshness." Song Qingshu pondered secretly.

The beauty didn't mean to wake up at all, her breathing was comfortable and even, she didn't know that the devil's claws had reached her chest, and the man's murder weapon had also been bullied at the door of her house.

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