"Okay!" Song Qingshu couldn't ask for it, so he simply agreed neatly.

"You're honestly lying down...... Hey, what are you doing with your clothes?" Shuang'er exclaimed, worried that he would alarm the peach and willow green outside, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.

Looking at her green and watery fingers by candlelight, Song Qingshu couldn't help but reach out and rub it.

"Ma'am, what's wrong?" At this moment, the sound of pink outside sounded outside, and it seemed that footsteps were coming inside.

Shuang'er was shocked, if she saw Song Qingshu on her bed, she would have no face to see people.

Song Qingshu was also quite cooperative, smelling the fragrance of Lan Feilan in the quilt, and then feeling the slightest heat transmitted by Shuang'er's delicate body, his naughty heart rose and stretched out An Lu's claws......

"It's not peachy, you go down." Shuang'er grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, nervously looking at the peach red who was standing at the door and lifting the curtain.

"Yes, ma'am, call us if you have something." Peach looked at Shuang'er's bed suspiciously, and always felt that something was strange, but since the master told her to go down, she didn't want to ask anything.

Seeing that Taohong lowered the curtain, Shuang'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, blushing and pulling out the bastard man in the nest, looking at Song Qingshu's intoxicated expression, ashamed and angry: "Have you had enough fun?"

"Of course not." After unremitting efforts, Shuang'er is now half-dressed, his temples are scattered, and his breathing has become heavy, Song Qingshu looked at the results in front of him with satisfaction.

"Pink, they're still out there." Shuang'er secretly screamed oh my God, and lowered his voice to warn while resisting Song Qingshu's salty pig hand.

"What's the matter," Song Qingshu showed a mysterious smile, leaned over and blew hot air next to his ears, "And it's even more exciting."

I don't know if it's because my ears are sensitive, or if I understand Song Qingshu's meaning, Shuang'er only felt that her heartstrings trembled, and she actually had an inexplicable feeling.

Song Qingshu smiled narrowly: "Shuang'er, your acupoint kung fu is quite accomplished, let's take a look, whether your sleeve middle finger is powerful in bed, or my dragon grip is powerful."

Looking at the heroes in the world, if you stand and fight, Song Qingshu is estimated to be ranked dozens away, and if you sit and fight, it is estimated that you will not be able to enter the top ten, but when you fight in bed, Song Qingshu claims to be second, and no one dares to call her first.

Mo said that Shuang'er is a weak female streamer, and her kung fu is far weaker than Song Qingshu, even if her real kung fu is between her and the other party, once she gets to the bed, she is touched by his unique dragon claw hand, and ten percent of her martial arts are probably gone.

"Don't fight, you...... Obscene." The two teeth bit lightly and took a sip.

"How can the love of men and women be considered obscene." Song Qingshu saw that she had given up resistance, so why didn't she take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Shuang'er's face was flushed, and he unbuttoned his shirt silently, his chest was just cold, and soon a hot lip came up.&/Come.

Looking out worriedly, Shuang'er was holding the last line of defense, and said resolutely: "I can only cheapen you to get here, and then ...... In that case, the peach and willow green will definitely be found."

Looking at her shy appearance of wanting to refuse and welcome, Song Qingshu only felt that her whole body was very hot, and she couldn't bear to really use it against Shuang'er, so she couldn't help but grind and say: "Good Shuang'er, you look at me like this, take pity on me.

Shuang'er's eyes caught a glimpse of something that made his face red, and he subconsciously muttered, "I will definitely not be able to help it then."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw her tone loosening, and hurriedly said: "Okay Shuang'er, don't worry, even if you accidentally provoke them in, with my body, before they can see a clear qiē, I have already lit their sleeping holes, and I guarantee that they will not find out."

"Then you go now." After saying this, Shuang'er was so ashamed that she buried her head in the bed.

Song Qingshu saw that her hands were not so guarded, and knew that she had already agreed in her heart, so she was reluctant to leave the bed and go out, so she turned over and pressed her directly.

With a sigh, Shuang'er trembled, Song Qingshu took a long breath and said with emotion: "Good Shuang'er, why are you so slippery every time?"

Shuang'er naturally knew that he was not praising his skin, a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at him, biting his lip tightly, resisting the feeling in his body, and forcibly not making a sound.

Although Song Qingshu said it quite boldly, it would be boring to really bring in the two girls outside, and he would also risk not being able to get close to his body in the future, so his movements were deliberately gentle and slow to avoid making the bed creak.

After a while, there was a trace of crying and a coquettish hum that was obviously suppressed in the throat in the originally quiet room, Song Qingshu kissed Shuang'er's face, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Shuang'er, do you know how sultry your nasal voice is?"

"You scoundrel, you've killed me." Shuang'er noticed that she had made a sound unconsciously, and saw that there was no movement in the outer hall, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Later, you can arrange for the two of them to live in another room." Song Qingshu knew that this was just the rule of the rich house in the stable, what did the young lady and the lady live in the inner bedroom, and the maid lived in the outer bedroom, what did the master command, just shout a little. But this rule really doesn't take advantage of Song Qingshu's stealing incense and stealing jade in the future.

"They have always had a good relationship with me, and rashly calling them to move to another room may arouse suspicion." Shuang'er finally still has a trace of reason in his mind, knowing that if there are no two maids guarding outside, Song Qingshu may have no scruples in acting in the future, and he will suffer a little.

"Don't let them move?" was seen through by the other party's careful thoughts, Song Qingshu was a little annoyed and angry, "Okay, I'll let them come and see what their master looks like."

After speaking, her waist sank, and the range of her movements increased significantly.Shuang'er understood that Song Qingshu wanted to force herself to speak out, so that she could agree to his conditions.But she understood that she was a married woman, and she had taken a big risk with him occasionally, if she had a long-term relationship without moderation, her adultery would eventually be exposed, and that qiē was something that Shuang'er didn't want to see.

Trying to twist his body, Shuang'er gave up the struggle in a dejected manner, and the key point was controlled, and he couldn't exert a little strength, and finally exerted his strength, but the other party was cheaper, making it look like he was coquettishly catering to him.

Shuang'er didn't want to agree to Song Qingshu's conditions, but he knew that he couldn't help but make a sound, so he had to put his arm in his mouth, and when he realized that he couldn't stand it, he bit it hard.

Song Qingshu soon noticed her abnormality, looking at the red tooth marks left on the snow-white arm, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and hurriedly took out her hand, "If you want to bite, bite me." After speaking, he stretched out his arm into Shuang'er's mouth.

Shuang'er was already a little annoyed with Song Qingshu, and when he saw him send it to the door, he took a hard bite.

"Hiss~" Song Qingshu gasped, and his movements couldn't help slowing down, "You're really ruthless."

"You're not ruthless," Shuang'er said hatefully, "to torture people in a different way."

"You can bite if you want." As soon as Song Qingshu's temper came up in her heart, regardless of the strength of her bite, she became more and more vigorous.

Shuang'er took a few bites, and seeing that he showed no signs of relaxation, he was angry and sorry in his heart, and asked quietly, "Do you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, you bite it." Song Qingshu replied with a straight face.

Shuang'er was still reluctant to bite him hard after all, as long as he couldn't help it, he took a symbolic bite, and after biting for fear of hurting him, he hurriedly stretched out his little fragrant tongue to lick his wound.

Noticing her intimate actions, Song Qingshu also felt a strong friendship in his heart, hugged her and said, "Good Shuang'er, I won't force you anymore." After speaking, his movements became gentle.

Shuang'er was also extremely emotional, feeling Song Qingshu's pity for herself in her heart, she twisted her waist for the first time to meet the movements of the man on her body.

The drizzle and breeze are still breathtaking......

In the end, the two hugged each other tightly, and noticed that Song Qingshu seemed to want to sleep with him, Shuang'er forced his eyelids and shook the man next to him: "Brother Song, you can't sleep here."

Opening his eyes, Song Qingshu sighed, unwilling to let Shuang'er be frightened, nodded and said, "When you lie down for a stick of incense, let's talk, and I'll go."

"Hmm." Shuang'er changed his comfortable position and pressed his face against his chest. Brother Song, the last time you gave me the two copies of the Forty-Two Chapters Sutra, I have already taken out the broken sheepskin inside and put it together with the previous map."

"Really?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed and said, "Shuang'er is really ingenious, bring it to me to see."

"I took off other people's clothes so diligently just now, didn't you notice the treasure map?" Shuang'er snorted, took the dirty clothes scattered at the foot of the bed, and handed them to Song Qingshu.

"In my eyes, Shuang'er's body is naturally much more attractive than any treasure map." Song Qingshu hugged Shuang'er's forehead and kissed it.

"I know how to make people happy." Shuang'er knew that this was just a love story, but there was still an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Song Qingshu spread out the profane clothes, looked at them intently, and after a while, returned the profane clothes to Shuang'er's hands: "Shuang'er, Xiaobao has been chasing the secret of the forty-two chapters, tomorrow we will go to Brother Wei's grave together, and cremate this complete treasure map to him, and forget about one of his wishes, okay?"

Lying in the arms of another man to discuss Wei Xiaobao, Shuang'er always felt a little strange, but still nodded and said: "Brother Song has a heart, Xiaobao must be very happy." After a pause, he looked at Song Qingshu with some confusion, "You don't want this treasure map?"

Nodding his head, Song Qingshu smiled: "It's all here."

"Such a complicated treasure map, you only read it for a while and remember it? If you remember a little wrong, wouldn't it be a waste of all your efforts?" Shuang'er exclaimed.