After all, the people in the noisy room dispersed, and the room suddenly seemed quiet, Song Qingshu staggered to the side of the bed, and sat next to the bride: "Rou'er, don't mind, these people are just vulgar, and I just said that just when I dealt with them." ”

Smelling the smell of alcohol from the men around her, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but slander, it's strange to believe you, it's just that others don't know your nature, don't I know?

"Rou'er, why don't you speak, are you scared?" Song Qingshu asked softly.

Feeling his breath, Jiao Wan'er was originally nervous and stiff, but when she heard him speak more gently than ever, although she knew that it was not for herself, she not only had a slight loss of consciousness, is this still the violent and ruthless demon......

"Oh, come to mind, we're going to have a drink. Song Qingshu patted his head and suddenly realized, although he has many women in this life, she is the only one who is getting married, so she is naturally not familiar with the cumbersome details of weddings in this world.

There is also a Zhou Zhiruo, but when she married her at that time, she hadn't come to this world yet.

From the bottom edge of the red hijab, Song Qingshu could be seen staggering towards the table, Jiao Wan'er secretly clenched her fists, biting her lip and praying: "Fall, fall, fall to death, you bastard." ”

It's a pity that the heavens didn't seem to hear her prayers, and although Song Qingshu walked back with two wine glasses in his footsteps, he still managed to pick up two wine glasses and walk back during the whole process.

Song Qingshu handed the wine glass to the bride, but the bride did not react at all.

"Why, you're still mad at me. Song Qingshu burped and frowned.

"Hmph, it's better if you slam the door in anger and I'll be safe. Jiao Wan'er thought hatefully.

"Oh, look at my memory, I should have taken the hijab first. Song Qingshu suddenly laughed, "Don't be surprised, Brother Song didn't have much experience before. ”

"With your methods, you will be inexperienced in this area? It's really nonsense with your eyes open, phew!" Jiao Wan'er thought of the other party's unheard of methods that night, and her body was a little weak unconsciously.

However, feeling that Song Qingshu was picking up her red hijab, Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

It's over, and he sees the bride clearly

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) became me, and I don't know what will happen to me......

"Huh, Rou'er, why do I think you've changed?" Looking at the beauty in front of him who seemed to be angry, Song Qingshu couldn't help but rub his eyes.

The palm of his hand rubbed a few times on the bride's face, and when Jiao Wan'er was cramped and uneasy, Song Qingshu sighed faintly: "Rou'er, it seems that I am really drunk, and I actually recognize you as Mrs. Luo." ”

never expected the plot to develop like this, Jiao Wan'er looked at Song Qingshu with a worried look, looking at her eyes like a nerd, Rao is heart was panicked, and she couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Rou'er, you won't blame me. Song Qingshu gently hugged the bride's waist and sighed softly, "It's just that I have done something very sorry for her recently, and I often dream of her at night under the guilt in my heart, but I didn't expect that I would hallucinate even when I was drunk." ”

Originally, when Song Qingshu's hand was on her body again, Jiao Wan'er's whole body was about to stiffen, but listening to what he said next, she was stunned.

How could it be, how could that demon be guilty!

These days, Song Qingshu will appear in Jiao Wan'er's dreams every day, causing her to wake up in the middle of the night every time, and her fear and fear of him have long been deeply rooted in her bone marrow, so when she heard Song Qingshu's words, of course she didn't believe it.

However, Jiao Wan'er still mustered up the courage to glance at Song Qingshu's eyes, and found that his eyes were indeed full of confusion and guilt, and she couldn't help but be stunned, did he really not recognize himself?

"Hey, Rou'er, have you been ordered by someone?" Although Song Qingshu was drunk, the instinct of the master was still there, and it was okay before, but now that he was hugging Jiao Wan'er, how could he not notice the abnormality of her body.

"Ah, it must have been done by Youyou's Nizi, no wonder she had been waiting at the door just now," Song Qingshu quickly reacted, and hurriedly explained Jiao Wan'er's acupoint, "Rou'er, don't blame her, she has always been a vinegar jar, she may have felt a little uncomfortable when she saw you marrying me, so she made such a fool of you." ”

As soon as Jiao Wan'er got out of trouble, she pushed Song Qingshu aside fiercely, jumped up from the bed and ran out in a hurry.

Youyou, Qingqing, hum, it's not her who can do such a good thing. Hearing Song Qingshu describe Xia Qingqing as a vinegar jar, Jiao Wan'er nodded sympathetically.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Hey, Rou'er, where are you going? As soon as Jiao Wan'er fled to the door, there was a sound of Song Qingshu humming and chirping behind her.

Jiao Wan'er saw that Song Qingshu didn't mean to chase after her, so she couldn't help but look back curiously, only to see Song Qingshu lying on the bed weakly, and the whole person seemed to be asleep.

What a godsend!

Jiao Wan'er's heart jumped, and after hesitating for a moment, she took out a dagger from her arms and walked to the bed step by step.

This dagger was specially prepared by Jiao Wan'er to defend herself after that night, waiting for the next time Song Qingshu came to invade her again, she would give him a knife by surprise, who knew that Song Qingshu seemed to have never happened to her these days, and she never came to her again, which made her both happy and disappointed.

Xia Qingqing was also impromptu just now, and she didn't check Jiao Wan'er's underwear in a hurry, after all, in Xia Qingqing's opinion, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, how could Jiao Wan'er have a chance to hurt him, not to mention that she was also pointed by herself.

Under all kinds of coincidences, Jiao Wan'er was left with a good opportunity for revenge, and at this time, as long as he stabbed it lightly, he could send that demon to hell.

Jiao Wan'er held a dagger and gestured above Song Qingshu's chest, and was about to stab it down, when the corner of her eye suddenly saw Zeng Rou who was shrunk in the innermost quilt, and she couldn't help but hesitate.

Zeng Rou has always been good friends with her, and if she goes down with this knife, won't she become a widow as soon as she gets married? And this bastard's identity is not trivial now, if she dies in the cave room, Sister Rou will become the biggest suspect......

It was no longer possible to destroy her cave room and spend a candle night, how could she be put in such a desperate situation? Looking at the defenseless man on the bed, Jiao Wan'er's face turned red and white, obviously fighting fiercely in her heart.

Forget it, I'll spare you a dog's life for the time being, and I'll find a good opportunity to take revenge in the future.

Jiao Wan'er glared at Song Qingshu hatefully, but there were some unwilling to take back the dagger, she knew very well in her heart, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, there was no hope of revenge on her head, how easy would it be to find such a good opportunity in the future?

The sister of the administrator of the VIP group complained, in order to facilitate management, if you add a VIP group in the future, you need to have more than a fan value, attach the vertical and horizontal ID when applying, and then verify it again after entering the group.

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