"You are so bold, you dare to make Mrs. Ben's joke!" Su Quan pulled down his face suddenly.

"Madame, don't misunderstand," although Fang Yi fell in love with Song Qingshu, Su Quan's long-term residual power was still there, and he hurriedly explained, "I mean that with Madame's means, you don't need to really let Song Qingshu take advantage of anything to achieve your goal." The Shenlong Sect members privately rumored that Su Quan was like a fox spirit in Liaozhai, who could ** technique, Fang Yi was skeptical about this, and couldn't help but take the opportunity to probe.

"That's a way to do it, too." Su Quan really nodded, in fact, she also thought about going out by herself at the beginning, but she was afraid that Song Qingshu's martial arts were too high, and if she didn't grasp the heat well, she couldn't even resist if she was used by him, so she kept hesitating.

Fang Yi was shocked in her heart, and secretly thought that she had to find an opportunity to remind Song Qingshu, so as not to lose her way.

"Are you sure Song Qingshu has been seduced by you and can't hold it?" Su Quan thought about it and decided to confirm it again.

"Hmm." Fang Yi pretended to be shy and nodded, but what he thought in his heart was: Why can't you hold it......

"Okay, I'll show you how good Mrs. Ben is." Su Quan snorted, a hint of confidence appeared on his face, and walked out as soon as he finished speaking.

"Madame is going to go now?" Fang Yi secretly complained, firstly, she was worried that she had seen the battlefield after the two of them had just been in disarray, and secondly, she thought that she hadn't had time to remind Song Qingshu that if he was unprepared, it would be over if he was caught by Su Quan's way.

"What's the problem?" Su Quanhu stared at her suspiciously, "With the foreshadowing in front of you, the rest of the things are simply handy for Mrs. Ben." Su Quan is very confident in her ** technique, and over the years, except for some old cultists, there is no man who has not been played with by her in applause.

"No problem, I wish Madame a victory." Fang Yi hurriedly replied.

"Strange Gurry, something is wrong with you when you come back." Su Quan frowned, and didn't come up with a reason, although he had a premonition that something was wrong, but now that the opportunity was rare, Su Quan was really unwilling to give up.

Looking at Su Quan's figure disappearing at the door, Fang Yi muttered to herself: Brother Song, I hope you are really a decent gentleman...... Even if not, just now...... After doing that twice, I shouldn't have the energy now.

When Fang Yi was suffering from gains and losses, Su Quan had already knocked on Song Qingshu's door gently, and Song Qingshu, who was refining his true qi, opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, why did Fang Yi go and return so quickly?

"Song Daguan, have you ever slept?" Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from outside the door.

Song Qingshu trembled when he heard this, fortunately he was not surnamed Ximen, so he quickly got up and opened the door, looked at the beautiful woman standing at the door, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Madam came to find Song so late, I don't know what to learn?"

Seeing that Song Qingshu opened the door so quickly, Su Quan was overjoyed, since he chose to open the door, it seemed that he must have been a little restless in his heart...... But how did she know that Song Qingshu, who is a modern person, has no defense between men and women in her bones, and it was very evasive for a woman to come to the door in the middle of the night in ancient times, but in Song Qingshu's opinion, it was normal.

"It's cold outside, won't Lord Song invite people in to sit down?" Su Quan hugged her arms as she spoke, and her delicate body shivered without revealing a trace, like a delicate deep daughter.

"Could it be that Fang Yi was exposed?" Song Qingshu thought to himself, "But looking at her like this, it doesn't look like it."

"Whatever Madame said, please come in." Song Qingshu stepped aside and welcomed her in.

Entering the room, Su Quan seemed to be back in his room, looking here, looking there, not at all as cautious as Fang Yi before, seeing Song Qingshu's puzzled expression, he smiled, revealing a looming pear vortex on his lips: "I came here to see what the hard-hearted Lord Song was doing alone, and I couldn't bear to refuse the beautiful Fang girl."

The dimples on Su Quan's lips are very shallow, only when he laughs, there is a trace of it, and only on the left, if the two are not so close, Song Qingshu would be difficult to find.

"People are worried that you can't sleep alone, and seeing that Miss Fang's appearance and figure are all first-class, they sent her over to wait for Song Daguan, but your Excellency is so ruthless, you don't know how sad Miss Fang cried after returning to the room." Su Quan sighed, as if accusing a negative man.

Song Qingshu secretly praised Fang Yi's good acting skills, but his expression was still very innocent: "Madam, aren't you harming me, Miss Fang is a married woman."

"Isn't it better that way, Lord Song won't be held responsible for chastity issues, not to mention that her husband is dead." Su Quan looked at him with a smile.

"It's really a coincidence, comrade!" Song Qingshu was secretly happy when he heard this, and subconsciously replied, "Isn't Madame also a married woman."

"Uh," Su Quan didn't expect to set himself on fire, his cheeks flushed, and he smiled coquettishly, "Lord Song is really bold, even Mrs. Ben's tofu dares to eat it."

"Sect Master Hong doesn't eat such white and tender tofu, so he is naturally willing to do his best." Song Qingshu said with a pun.

Su Quan's heart fluttered when she heard this, but she was not annoyed, seeing Song Qingshu's many words and teasing of herself, she was a little more excited, it turned out that her ** technique was not omnipotent, and the lion needed to seduce the other party first, and when the other party's mind showed a vacancy, he would take advantage of the weakness and use the ** technique to control the other party.

Su Quanjiao smiled and turned around a few times, taking the opportunity to keep a distance from Song Qingshu: "People came over today, in addition to fighting for Miss Fang, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Madame, please say, that you must know everything below. [,!]." Song Qingshu smiled while adding a "weird" in his heart.

Su Quan didn't answer immediately, but picked up the teacup on the table as if unintentionally, poured a glass of water, put it to his mouth and took a sip gently, the ruddy lips and the white teacup formed a strong visual impact.

Song Qingshu was so dry that he had already made a fuss in his heart: My good girl, this should be called sexual suggestion in psychology...... It seems that Mei Gong is really a science, oh, goblins, what other tricks can be used.

The slight slip between the other party's throat couldn't hide Su Quan's eyes, she was very satisfied with Song Qingshu's reaction now, and walked around the room with small steps, as if there was something difficult to say: "Lord Song mentioned it before...... mentioned that the sect leader's kung fu he practiced needed to quit women......" Halfway through the words, Su Quan blushed and was reluctant to speak again.

"Just say a word, is it necessary to answer shamefully and lean on my bed? The topic is still so suggestive......" Song Qingshu was incredibly slandered, if he didn't know what a powerful role Su Quan was in the original book, I am afraid that he was really deceived by her Oscar-winning performance.

"This kind of thing, presumably Mrs., as the person concerned, should know best, right?" Song Qingshu didn't answer directly, but smiled at her with bad intentions.

"I've given you such an obvious hint, don't take the initiative yet." Su Quan was secretly angry, seeing that Song Qingshu was different from other men, it didn't seem to be so easy to get done, "Okay, don't tame you into a loyal dog under my skirt, my Su Quan has your surname!"

Su Quan ignited her fighting spirit, what she needed was the moment when Song Qingshu's mind was lost, so she continued to tease Song Qingshu casually: "This kind of thing is a daughter's family, how can you be embarrassed to say it, I just want to ask Lord Song if there is any solution?"

"Madame Master, I have a poem here that should be helpful to Madame's situation." Song Qingshu replied.

"Oh, I can't see that Lord Song is not only strong in martial arts, but also can recite poems against each other, and it is indeed both civil and military." There was a hint of surprise in Su Quanmei's eyes, you must know that there are few people in the rivers and lakes who understand it, let alone a high-level skill like poetry.

"What's so difficult about chanting, what I'm best at is getting wet with a quilt." Song Qingshu told a cold joke from his previous life, and when he saw Su Quan's misty expression, he couldn't help but feel a little bored, so he continued: "Madame, listen to it-the girl has acres of land, and she has been barren for eighteen years, and her family can't eat enough, so she goes to another house."

Su Quan's face was suddenly full of excitement, red for a while, green for a while, but it was not easy to attack, so she had to smile awkwardly: "Mrs. Ben really overestimates Lord Song, Lord Song's masterpiece, it doesn't rhyme at all, and it's reluctant to say that it's a limerick."

Song Qingshu didn't care, shook his head and smiled: "The rhyme is just a literati gossip, then how the lady will evaluate this poem." After speaking, he didn't wait for Su Quan's reaction, and said to himself: "The sun is shining at the beginning of the day, and thousands of mountains and rivers are like fire; A round goes up to the heavens in an instant, driving away the stars and retreating the moon."

Su Quan wanted to take the opportunity to praise him for two sentences, but he was teased by the other party just now, and now he really couldn't bear that breath in his heart, thinking that this poem was written by Song Qing, so he expressed his heart directly, and his tone was quite sarcastic: "The words and sentences are vulgar, and they don't rhyme at all, it's not a good poem."

Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan with a strange expression, with an expression that he knew you would say: "This poem was written by Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, and it is indeed not very good from a poetic point of view, but I pay more attention to the atmosphere that flows between the lines.

Su Quan was secretly shocked: Song Qingshu actually compared himself to the emperor, it seems that he is not destined to be a thing in the pool......

Song Qingshu didn't know that his casual words would make the superstitious ancients have so many associations, and when he saw Su Quan's expression, he smiled and said, "Now what does Madam think of the poem I just wrote, I think it is expressive and appropriate."

Su Quan forcibly suppressed his anger, leaned over to Song Qingshu on the side, and said with a coquettish smile: "What, Lord Song understands the slave family, do you plan to let the slave family rub some food?"

The tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of a mature woman, and then hearing the other party's words that were almost red fruit, Song Qingshu felt his heart flutter, Su Quan keenly seized this opportunity, raised his head to look at him, and his eyes exuded a strange look: "Lord Song, do you think I am not beautiful?"