Luo Bing can accept taking the initiative to sacrifice her body to save her husband and even other brothers in the association, but she can't tolerate her husband deciding to sacrifice herself.

"So, the people of the Red Flower Society have been rescued by you?" Luo Bing's eyes drooped and he asked expressionlessly.

Song Qingshu nodded: "Yes, they have already left the palace yesterday."

"In that case, why did you lie to me," Luo Bing laughed to himself, "That's such a stupid question, when I didn't ask."

Song Qingshu was worried about Xia Qingqing in his heart, knowing that the time was not right now, he still asked, "Did you say something to Mrs. Yuan yesterday?"

"That's right, bystander Qing, I'm just pointing out that you've actually been just perfunctory to her," a hint of revenge flashed on Luo Bing's face, "She figured it out and naturally went to find someone who could really help her avenge her."

"So she's out of the stable?" Song Qingshu forcibly suppressed his anger and asked, thinking that Xia Qingqing didn't even say hello before leaving, and he was even more angry.

"Of course, you have been lying to her, but you are not the only man in this world who can help her avenge, after Mrs. Yuan figured it out, she went to find that man."

Seeing Song Qingshu's painful expression, Luo Bing only felt that revenge was far from enough, what could make a man angry the most?

"Who's that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Xia Qingqing is the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for so long, if he wants to gain the strength to be able to compete with the Mingjiao Sect advocate Wuji, Song Qingshu has long seen the leaderless Golden Snake Camp, but Xia Qingqing is a prerequisite, if he can't get Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything is empty talk.

Seeing that Xia Qingqing was in his bag, but was taken away by Luo Bing's words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.

"Guess it yourself, by the time you guess it, Mrs. Yuan will already be lying on the bed of other men." Luo Bing sneered proudly, although she hated her husband for abandoning her, she knew in her heart that the person in front of her was the culprit.

"Do you know why I got hurt last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

Thinking that he was kind enough to cook porridge for him last night, Luo Bing couldn't wait to chop off his hand: "You do a lot of injustice, what's so strange about the enemy family all over the world."

"Huh," Song Qingshu lifted his shirt, revealing the dark red palm prints between his ribs, "This is what Bai Zunfu did, I didn't kill him last night when I was soft-hearted, but when I rescued him, I was plotted by him instead......

"I didn't expect to be plotted by you again today, your husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"

Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song Qingshu, Luo Bing's eyes were filled with a trace of mist, and he muttered to himself: "It seems that the fourth brother still cares about my ...... very much."

Looking at the other party's happy little woman's appearance, all of Song Qingshu's negative feelings suddenly exploded, his eyes gradually reddened, and he forced Luo Bing who was sitting on the edge of the bed step by step.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Bing finally realized that something was wrong with Song Qingshu, and asked with a gloomy face.

"I don't know when Qingqing will lie in the other man's bed, but I'm pretty sure that you must lie in the other man's arms before her." Standing in front of the bed, Song Qingshu looked at Luo Bing condescendingly.

The woman's breasts are extraordinarily full and full under the wrapping of her clothes, and the slender waist that is full of a hand, all of which show that the owner is at the peak age of a woman, like a ripe and juicy peach, picking early will be slightly green, picking late and a little more decaying breath.

is a little more plump than a girl, and has a delicate and weak that ordinary women lack...... Song Qingshu is not a man with a pure heart and few desires, he has been focusing more on enhancing his strength for a while ago, and he has always followed the principle of simmering slowly for Xia Qingqing and others, knowing that only the precipitation of time can harvest a sincere relationship.

But now facing Luo Bing, Song Qingshu's mood is completely different.There is nothing behind Luo Bing that is worth his plotting, so there is no need to carefully manage the relationship between the two, he only needs to appreciate this charming young woman with a pure man's eyes.And she is a married woman, different from a cardamom girl, Song Qingshu is not worried about what responsibility she needs to take afterwards, and then thinking that she is someone else's wife, there is a trace of evil taboo in his heart.

Luo Bing had already read a qiē from his eyes, a man's ** was always so undisguised, his delicate body trembled slightly, and as soon as he bent over, he wanted to get under Song Qingshu's armpit.

However, Song Qingshu's martial arts were too far away from Song Qingshu's, and she felt a strong force coming from her shoulder, and the whole person had fallen on the bed.

struggled to get up, but Song Qingshu didn't give her any chance, and her whole body quickly pressed up.

Some people say that women are born with a desire to bear the weight of a man's body, but if the man who is pressing on her is not her lover, then what is the psychology of this woman?

Luo Bing had completely woken up from the anger just now, and what followed was extreme panic, she knew what was coming, if she let it go, she would bring shame to her husband that could never be washed away.

So she began to struggle desperately, hoping that the other party's serious injury had not healed, and her hands and feet might not have too much strength.

But after a while, she gave up dejectedly, holding her wrists with her hands like iron hoops, her legs were also pressed by him, and she struggled all over her body until the end only the twisting of her body remained, in addition to bringing the pleasure of physical friction to the other party. [,!] There is no practical use except for adding the other party's **.

"Song Qingshu, do you know who is the most despised person in the martial arts?" Luo Bing tried her best to dodge the other party kissing her face, in the futility of her limbs, she could only hope for the power of words.

"Lewd thief, I know," Seeing the other party shaking his head desperately, Song Qingshu frowned, and instead began to attack the snow-white neck, and his voice came out vaguely, "But since your husband has already transferred you to me, you are my concubine, what I want to do to my concubine should be taken for granted."

"Song Qingshu, you big bastard!" Feeling that one of the other party's hands had reached into the placket of his clothes, Luo Bing's voice already had a hint of crying.

"Call me as much as you want, it's a little boring if you don't call me."

"Shameless!"

……

The light veil fluttered, and a pair of snow-white calves kicked in vain in mid-air, and suddenly they tightened up and straightened, and let go of them dejectedly, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate, and stopped struggling.

"Hmph!" At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the window.