Xue Chenghe is sincere and hearty, informal, Song Zixun has the heart to make friends with him, and Du Yunting threads the needle from it, after a meal, several young people hit it off at first sight and talked happily.

Because they had to go to Du's house to meet the elders in the afternoon, Song Zixun and the others only drank a few glasses during the period, and even Du Rongzhi drank a cup of special plum blossom brew in the store.

The wine is sweet and soft, and when you take a sip, your mouth is instantly filled with a faint fragrance of plum, which is gentle and long, and your teeth and cheeks are sweet.

Du Rongzhi still felt that it was not enjoyable enough, and when she looked up, she saw that Du Yunting was talking about the customs of Qingzhou, and the other two listened to it with relish, so she quietly poured herself a glass with the wine jug, and drank it all while no one was paying attention.

When she drank two glasses of wine, her pretty face was crimson, her eyes were moist, and she put down the wine cup with satisfaction, only to see Song Zixun on the other side hooking her lips, looking at herself with a smile, and her expression was faintly displeased.

Du Rongzhi was heartbroken, and hurriedly took a piece of fish meat with chopsticks, carefully cleaned the fish bones, and put them into Song Zixun's plate, "You taste this ......"

Xue Chenghe saw it on the side, and couldn't help laughing, "This is the first time I've seen my eldest sister take care of someone...... What a blessing my brother-in-law is. ”

The relationship between her sister and brother-in-law is harmonious and intimate, and Du Yunting is also happy for Du Rongzhi from the bottom of her heart, watching the interaction between the two, she only smiled lightly.

However, Song Zixun was very useful when he heard it, and said with a smile, "Uncle is smiling." He glanced at Du Rongzhi dotingly, "You eat yours, don't take care of me." As he spoke, he politely put a piece of lychee and plum meat on her plate.

Du Rongzhi asked them to talk red-faced, and the mosquito hummed and hurriedly thanked Song Zixun, and he was embarrassed to look up after the whole meal.

…… After lunch, Xue Chenghe and Du Yunting got into the carriage when Du Rongzhi came, and Du Rongzhi went back with Song Zixun.

At the banquet, Du Rongzhi turned shame and anger into appetite, and unconsciously ate the dishes of Qinghebu, at this time, she was full of wine and food, and then called the carriage to bump, and the whole person leaned on the corner and fell asleep.

Half-asleep and half-awake, her body fell into a warm embrace, Du Rongzhi unconsciously let out a "hmm", twisted her body and was trying to find a comfortable position, when there was a sudden itch between her lips.

"Itchy...... Not! Du Rongzhi frowned slightly, opened her eyes in a daze and was about to complain, but someone took advantage of her opening to drive straight in, took her tongue and kissed it.

His kiss was warm and domineering, Du Rongzhi was instantly frightened and sleepy, and she was in a hurry to refuse, but the back of her head was already tightly clamped by him, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Seeing that the pretty face of the little man in his arms was dyed red, and the watery eyes were rippling with spring, almost out of breath at any time, Song Zixun let go of her lips with satisfaction and picked her up directly from the seat.

Du Rongzhi was dizzy by his kiss, confused, and before he could figure out what was going on, the next moment the whole person was already straddled in his arms.

The man's face was buried in her snow-white neck, and the tip of his tongue swirled lightly and heavily in the sensitive neck socket.

Du Rongzhi only felt that her head was a mess, she subconsciously raised her face to hug his neck, and bit the red and swollen lips that he kissed, lest a little careless moaning would overflow from her mouth.

Song Zixun's hand had already quietly reached into the wide cloak, and he skillfully untied the layers of obstacles, and went all the way up the woman's slender waist, and soon came to the undulating and trembling place.

Cool air slipped into the gaping placket...... Du Rongzhi shuddered suddenly, and suddenly came to her senses.

"No, no!" She tried to dodge in a panic, but his body was clamped tightly by him and she couldn't move.

Du Rongzhi held down his hand that was still fanning the flames, and he wanted to cry without tears, "Master... It's on the street! ”

"Afraid of what?" Song Zixun smiled sullenly and gently bit her earlobe, "You won't see it outside." ”

Du Rongzhi's body tensed suddenly, "I, I don't ——......"

The sound was swallowed up in an instant.

…

The carriage finally stopped in front of the Du Mansion.

Song Zixun got out of the carriage with Du Rongzhi in his arms, and several people changed into a sedan chair and stopped in front of the Hanging Flower Gate.

Qinghe stepped forward to lift the curtain and helped Du Rongzhi down.