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"Big boss, let me go. Jiao Wan'er blushed and tried to push away the man next to her.

Song Qingshu salivated and leaned into her ear and whispered, "Wan'er, have you missed me during this time?"

Jiao Wan'er's face was flushed, and she hurriedly said with a straight face: "Big boss, please respect yourself!"

"Wan'er, they all say that a husband and wife are a hundred days a day, so soon you turn your face and don't recognize people, I'm so sad for you to do this. Song Qingshu deliberately made a heartbroken look.

Hearing him mention the old things, Jiao Wan'er's heart was also fluttering, but reason still prevailed: "Big boss, you promised me that as long as I handle the affairs of Yangzhou well, you will no longer pester me." ”

Song Qingshu's fingertips gently slid over her white face, making her eyelashes tremble: "But now the matter in Yangzhou is not over yet." ”

Jiao Wan'er thought that she was a woman, and her body was already ripe, but now she was steamed by his masculine hot breath, and her bones were about to be crispy, but the residual reason in her mind made her still try to refuse: "I can't do anything to be sorry for Senior Brother Luo."

The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth rose slightly, knowing that her defense line had loosened somewhat: "How can you be half sorry for Senior Brother Luo, you must know that with his martial arts and ability, there are many people who beat him in the entire Golden Snake Camp, plus he broke another hand, if it weren't for your relationship, how would I give him so many opportunities?"

"Looking at the whole world, the most important thing is for a man to make contributions and glorify his ancestors, don't say it's Luo Liru, even if the ancestors of the Luo family know, it's too late to thank you, how can you feel sorry for him?"

"I" Jiao Wan'er always felt that there was something wrong with his words, but she couldn't remember it for a while, and she didn't know how to refute it.

Song Qingshu struck while the iron was hot and said, "And more importantly, all this you are doing now is for your husband, is it because of yourself?"

"Of course not!" Jiao Wan'er hurriedly retorted with a blushing face.

"That's not it. Song Qingshu couldn't help but secretly admire his wit, things are the same thing, but after saying this, he successfully named the whole thing a holy name, and then looked back and felt very different.

Jiao Wan'er's frowning brows really stretched a little: "But this kind of thing"

Song Qingshu simply interrupted: "Not so much, but only you and I know about this matter, and I won't tell your husband, and I guess you won't be stupid enough to tell him." So in his heart, you are still the beautiful and gentle wife, and in the eyes of outsiders, you are still a gentle and virtuous helper, what are you afraid of?"

Jiao Wan'er muttered, "But there is no impermeable wall in the world. ”

"Why not, don't be deceived by those politically correct words," Song Qingshu comforted, "Our affairs will never be revealed, unless"

"Unless what?" Jiao Wan'er's heart suddenly hung up, waiting for his next step, who knew that he deliberately paused and didn't say anything.

Song Qingshu smiled evilly, hugged her and said in her ear: "Unless you were pregnant by me during the period of separation from him"

Jiao Wan'er's face suddenly turned red like rose petals, and she couldn't help but be coquettish, raised her pink fist and began to hit the other party: "How can I be pregnant with your flesh and blood." ”

Her pink fist was like tickling, Song Qingshu let her thrash, and said strangely: "Why is it impossible?" There is neither Durex nor Okamoto in this world, and Jiao Wan'er cannot know that she has already refined and refined her qi, and if she is not deliberate, she will never let a woman conceive, so why is she so sure?

Jiao Wan'er's face turned red: "It's impossible, it's impossible, anyway, don't ask again." She thought to herself that she had been married for many years, and she was not one of those ignorant little girls who had their own set of contraceptive methods, but why was she embarrassed to tell him?

Song Qingshu kept asking, but Jiao Wan'er just blushed and shook her head, looking at her shy appearance, she couldn't help but move her index fingers, and lowered her head and kissed her moist red lips.

Jiao Wan'er stiffened, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push him, but the hand was halfway out, and for some reason, it ended up gently wrapping around his neck.

After a long time, Jiao Wan'er finally got a chance to breathe, and hurriedly hurried up to ask: "Big boss, is it that once this incident is over, you will no longer come to pester me?"

Song Qingshu saw her pleading gaze, and felt pity in his heart: "Of course." ”

Jiao Wan'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person suddenly felt a little lighter, feeling the oppression of the man on her body, she bit her lip and whispered: "Wan'er believes that the big boss is a big hero who is full of words, and in return, Wan'er Wan'er is willing to serve the big boss with all her heart and soul during this time." After saying that, she blushed and shyly began to take the initiative to untie her skirt

If it was in the Golden Snake Camp, Jiao Wan'er would never be so bold, but now that the two of them are in a foreign country, and there is no acquaintance around, the moral shackles in her heart have finally loosened.

Although she had to succumb to the man in front of her the first few times, she had to admit that although this man was terrible and hateful, he also had extraordinary charm, especially after a spring breeze with him, she knew that she could never forget this man again.

How many nights in the dead of night, she woke up from her dreams, ashamed to see that her body was damp, and she could only hold the quilt blankly. Now that the real person is around, I finally don't have to endure that kind of torment.

Afterwards, the two hugged each other and slept until they were dazed, when they were suddenly woken up by a knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Jiao Wan'er got up, ignoring the fact that her crystal white body was exposed to the air like this.

Song Qingshu also woke up, patted her powder back gently, sat up and hugged her from behind, bit her ear and said, "Don't be so nervous, with me by your side, even if it is black and white, I will call you back." ”

Hearing his words, Jiao Wan'er smiled sweetly, and at this moment she felt inexplicably at ease.

"Wan'er, it's me!"

Hearing the next words of the person outside, the two people in the room were dumbfounded, it was not black and white impermanence, but Luo Liru, the husband of Jiao Wan'er, who was far more tricky than black and white impermanence!

"What should I do, what should I do?" Jiao Wan'er suddenly panicked, if her husband saw the scene in the room, she could only be calm if she killed herself with a horizontal knife.

Song Qingshu also looked at it, it seems that he can't talk too much in the future, otherwise he will be slapped in the face every minute. Although Luo Liru's martial arts are low, he can't kill him, he is not Ximenqing, at most he just wants to secretly Jiao Wan'er, how can he kill him?