Under the beautiful atmosphere, no one knows the slaughter in Song Yi's heart. Under the sun, Song Yi seemed to be practicing his fists and feet indiscriminately, but in fact, he was just trying to make himself more confident before entering Beijing.

Since he recovered from his injury, Song Yi's hatred for King Kang has been firm. He once said that even if King Kang wanted to block his life, he would definitely not spare King Kang, even if he was the king.

Song Yi still thinks so now, and because of several near-death predicaments, he finally officially began to secretly arrange preparations to deal with King Kang.

There may be people and things in this world that Song Yi is afraid of, but they can never be Song Yi's enemies. Just like Qingyan's understanding of Song Yi, he seems to be a scholar, but in fact, there is a tiger hidden in his heart.

What Song Yi couldn't accept was that King Kang not only threatened his own safety, but also threatened his family, not to mention that he now has a child with Qingyan.

Life is gradually getting better and better, but King Kang is becoming more and more a sword hanging above Song Yi's head, and he can't tolerate it, so he began to prepare.

Fuyao had already left, Song Yi took the letter and asked someone from Qingmu Village to help protect the safety of the Song Mansion, and this time Song Yi did not decide to take Zhanpeng with him, but decided to enter Beijing alone. It is necessary for Zhan Peng to stay and help take care of the safety of Song Mansion and Xu Chang after he leaves, and he can rest assured

After punching, his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, shining in the sun, Huang Ying obediently got up and wiped it carefully for him with a silk scarf, Song Yi sat between the two and took a sip of tea with a teacup.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong? Is this tea too cold? Huang Ying asked carefully.

Song Yi shook his head, and then said seriously, "It would be nice if I could drink some juice."

"Juice? Do the officials want to drink sour plum soup? But where is this season? Qingyan asked strangely.

Song Yi naturally knew that there would be no sour plum soup at this time, and besides, he definitely didn't want to drink sour plum soup, he just suddenly remembered

Although I don't know much about inventions, it seems that inventing fruit juice drinks is not complicated.

There is no juicer, but since someone can grind out soy milk, they can naturally grind juice, and as for the blending, he adjusts it a little, and he can always find the most suitable flavor with the clumsiest method.

Thinking of the feasibility of this matter, Song Yi suddenly had some eyebrows fluttering. Although he hadn't thought about making money with this yet, Song Yi couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the possibility of drinking juice.

Qingyan and Huang Ying looked at Song Yi who suddenly laughed with their eyebrows flying strangely, and Huang Ying asked strangely, "Why are you frowning for a while, but you are laughing stupidly for a while, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, I suddenly thought of another good thing, and you will know it later!" Song Yi said happily, because he was very happy, so he clicked left and right on a whim, and kissed Qingyan and Huang Ying's two delicate faces.

The two women made a coquettish sound at the same time; His cheeks flushed instantly, and he looked even more delicate in such a sunny and wonderful situation.

Qingyan snorted lightly and said, "You are so busy during this time, but don't forget to be hungry for important things!" ”

Huang Ying's face was red, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to see anyone. She naturally knew what the words in the words of the Qing Yan were in the words. It's just that Song Yi didn't react for a while, and asked strangely, "Have I forgotten anything important?" ”

Qingyan angrily pinched his arm and threw a look at him, Song Yi turned his head to look at the shy Huang Ying, and suddenly realized, and then he blushed slightly, and smiled wryly.

Since Qingyan mentioned it, he naturally understood that he had really wronged Huang Ying who had just passed the door these days, and he also somewhat understood that the fact that the cave house was not a cave room would have some impact on Huang Ying, so he hinted that he would 'do' this matter well at night!

Where can Huang Ying stay, she quietly got up and ran away in shame, and when she returned to the room, her heart was still beating like a deer.

In addition to being shy, more is panicked.

The night is slightly blurry.

After the aromatherapy bath, Huang Ying put on a new white profane clothes, and quietly prepared a white cloth, and then lay on the bed in advance, covering her wonderful and perfect delicate body with a quilt.

Song Yi was still bathing, listening to the sound of the hula water, Huang Ying's heartbeat became faster and faster, her face became more and more red, and she couldn't even control her breathing

As a woman, being able to entrust herself to Lu is naturally the biggest thing, and Huang Ying and Song Yi being able to tie the knot are even more satisfying for Huang Ying. I don't know if it's destined in the dark, Song Yi married two Oiran from Qinglou in a row, and the two Oiran are the most jerky women in Fengyue Field.

So much so that Huang Ying couldn't calm down at this time before he arrived at the cave room, and the calm demeanor that he was used to seeing on Fengyue occasions completely disappeared.

When Song Yi dried himself off after taking a bath and came out, Huang Ying deliberately turned sideways and didn't dare to look at him. Listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, it seems that even my heart is suddenly about to jump out of the cavity.

"Tell me something"

Song Yi's voice came into Huang Ying's ears, Huang Ying's brewing emotions and nervousness were broken by this sentence, she was stunned, and had to turn around and ask strangely with a pair of already misty eyes, "What's the matter?" ”

Looking at Huang Ying's delicate appearance, Song Yi also had a slight heartbeat, but he still quietly dimmed the light before going to bed.

Huang Ying's delicate body trembled. Although she and Song Yi have been in the same bed recently, this time, when Song Yi got into bed, she felt a little trembling and restless.

Reaching out and grabbing Huang Ying's extraordinarily white and dazzling fragrant shoulders exposed outside the quilt, and letting her lean into his arms, Song Yi opened his eyes and said seriously, "Although the business of the game hall is very good, I thought of one thing today. I don't know if it will be successful, but I think that if it is done, it will be able to truly become an exclusive business in the future, and if it is done, it will definitely make much more money than it is now! ”

Huang Ying didn't expect Song Yi to talk to herself about these things at this time, but after all, she was a smart woman, so she blurted out in an instant, "Isn't it the juice you said in the yard during the day?" ”

Song Yi smiled, it was really much easier to talk to a smart woman. Song Yi exclaimed, "Sure enough, she deserves to be a talented girl!" You guessed it, I found that there is no other juice in the world except for simple juices like sour plum soup, and I had the idea to make some unique juices! ”

"But since it's juice, why don't you just eat the fruit?" Huang Ying asked strangely, in her understanding, fruit juice and sour plum soup are the same concept, the market for sour plum soup is not large, if Song Yi wants to invent other fruit juices, why don't others eat the fruit directly?

Song Yi said with a smile, "This is the difference in business, there is indeed not much difference between fruit juice and fruit, but just like if you go to eat sour plum without sour plum soup to quench your thirst, drinking fruit juice is naturally less troublesome than eating fruit and quenches your thirst." What's more, what we sell is a kind of atmosphere, and as long as we do it, you can imagine how big the market will be."

Huang Ying is a smart woman, so she naturally understands Song Yi's thoughts at a glance, but she still has something she can't understand, so she asked suspiciously, "What you said makes sense, but it must cost more fruit to get juice out, who wants to drink a bowl of juice with a lot of money, and if the price is not high, how can you get the fruit back?" ”

I have to say that Huang Ying's mind is indeed transparent, and she has a sensitive view on these things, Song Yi kissed her loudly on the face because of her appreciation, and then explained, "What you said is the point!" That's why I think it's something that roommates can't do after all. For example, to reduce the cost of fruit juice, such as how to store, and such as the blending of flavors, these need to spend brainpower and processes, even if I have no way at present, it is feasible to go to Jingdezhen to configure such a porcelain bottle, but such a cost will be very high, if not, what should be used to store juice, it is also a trouble I am still thinking, but I will definitely think of it! ”

Huang Ying looked at Song Yi's serious and confident demeanor, and couldn't help but be slightly moved, what she liked was his unique and outstanding confidence and charm when thinking.

Song Yi said as he spoke, but one hand subconsciously slid along Huang Ying's slippery skin, unaware of how much itching and stimulation his friction had brought to Huang Ying.

Huang Ying's skin trembled a little under his unconscious touch, and he felt Song Yi's hand inadvertently rubbing the edge of her crisp breasts, and the embarrassing feeling brought by it made Huang Ying finally feel a little unbearable.

Song Yi woke up from his imagination, and saw that the beauty who was close at hand had already looked delicate and infinite, and instantly left the rest of the things behind, and his eyes began to burn.

Huang Ying dared to stare at Song Yi's fiery and aggressive eyes, and shyly buried her face in Song Yi's chest, so that she squeezed out a thrilling arc of the half-round and snow-white greasy outside her profane clothes, and she didn't know how much stimulation this snow-white half-round arc brought to Song Yi.

Song Yi's breathing began to burn, he raised Huang Ying's chin, and said with a hidden evil smile in his eyes, "How about I teach you something funny?" ”

"What's all that fun?" Huang Ying's cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, and at this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes were full of misty water, and even her voice carried a shy temptation.

"There's a game called French Wet Kiss, I haven't taught Qingyan yet, do you want to learn it?" Song Yi deliberately bewitched.

Huang Ying only heard a kiss word and knew that the Dao must be a shameful method, but when she heard Song Yi say something that Qingyan had never tasted, a trace of trying mentality flashed unnaturally in her heart, and then nodded faintly, and at the same time, the blush on her face had already spread to the crystal and delicate back of her ears and neck

Song Yi's eyes were hot, but the corners of his mouth were hooked with a bad arc, one hand hooked Huang Ying's tender chin, the other hand was on the black hair behind Huang Ying's head, and his lips were pressed towards her moist and pink cherry mouth

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The latest chapter of the high-speed debut Merry Exploration Flower, this chapter is the two hundred and forty-fifth chapter of the boudoir music! If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in the QQ group and Weibo!