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Song Hui didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break on weekdays, so he flipped out a book of local chronicles on the bookshelf, lay on the bed, and read it at will.

I didn't expect his Chunqing to love reading so much, no wonder he could say such an apt and accurate metaphor as the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

It seems that it is not true that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and she should read more.

In the future, when she has a daughter, she will have to hire a gentleman to teach her to read and write. I have to be like my father-in-law, build a study room for my daughter that is exclusive to her, so that she can read a lot of books.

I don't know if the plate of omelette made by Chunqing was also learned from a book, but it's really delicious.

Will Chunqing make anything else delicious?

I really want to hurry back to the Zhenguo Mansion so that Chunqing can make another plate of fried eggs and give my grandmother a taste.

Song Hui thought wildly while flipping through the book.

Suddenly, I heard the door creak open.

Song Hui got up and looked out, and saw Chunqing's big red wedding dress embroidered with acacia flowers flashing in.

Didn't you say that you went out with the county lord of Zhaoyang? How did you come back so soon.

Song Hui muttered in his heart as he lay down quickly, pretending to sleep.

He was going to tease Chunqing, who made someone in the kitchen today so angry that he wanted to jump and hit someone.

People who practice martial arts have always had sensitive hearings, and no matter how Song Hui listened, he felt that Chunqing's footsteps today were not as light as usual.

Could it be that you have eaten too much at noon?

It's just that it doesn't smell right.

Song Hui clearly remembered that Chunqing had never liked to paint her eyebrows and eyes, and she hardly touched the fat powder, and on the dresser of Mingzhitang, the only thing Chunqing could use was the bottle of rose dew and osmanthus cream.

Chunqing also doesn't like incense, so there are only some melons and fruits in the house, and there is no incense burner, which is light and light, and Song Hui also feels very comfortable.

Why is there such a strong fat powder flavor at this time?

Could it be that Chunqing dressed up in order to see herself?

Thinking like this, Song Hui felt beautiful in his heart.

Since Chunqing is so active, wouldn't it seem that he was stingy if he still wanted to tease her. So Song Hui opened his eyes and looked at Chunqing, "You ......"

Jiang Qin!

Song Hui only has one word, and you can't say the second word when you say it.

Startled, he jumped off the bed and stared at Jiang Qin, who was standing in front of him with heavy makeup.

Song Hui wanted to ask, why are you here.

But looking at Jiang Qin's big red wedding dress embroidered with acacia flowers, Song Hui, as the leader of the Jinyi Guard, is best at interrogating prisoners, and his heart suddenly understood, and his eyes when he looked at Jiang Qin again were full of disgust.

Song Hui took a step back, separated himself from Jiang Qin, and said coldly, "Cousin is in the wrong place." ”

Jiang Qin originally thought that Song Hui had drunk wine at noon, but he must be groggy and asleep at this moment. She wore Chunqing's clothes, and while Song Hui was not yet conscious, she cooked raw rice and cooked rice with fake and real.

But he never thought that Song Hui was not only awake, but also jumped out of bed.

"The world... Shizi. Jiang Qin was embarrassed and scared, his voice trembled, and he didn't dare to look up at Song Hui.

Song Hui looked at Jiang Qin coldly, angry in his heart.

Jiang Qin did this, what did he take him for, what did Chunqing do!

If she is drunk today, then she is mistaken for Chunqing in a daze, what really happens, how can Chunqing's parents deal with themselves, how can they face her parents and the world.

Thinking like this, Song Hui's eyes became more and more cold when he looked at Jiang Qin.

What a confused, selfish person.

Chunqing is so cute, how can there be such a cousin!

"Cousin is like this, but have you thought about the consequences?" Song Hui looked at Jiang Qin coldly and asked.

Jiang Qin was stunned, and the consequences were ...... The consequence, of course, is that you can't explain to Chunqing and your aunt and uncle, so you can only take me as a concubine.

My aunt and uncle feel that I have been wronged, and they will definitely ask you to be kind to me in every way.

Chunqing couldn't say anything.

Although I am the concubine of the family, I don't mind being your concubine.

What's more, if you are a concubine for a while, you can't really be a concubine for a lifetime.

She believes that everything is done by man.

Chunqing's position belongs to hers.

Why did Song Hui ask like this, could it be that he was also happy with himself in his heart, but it was not easy to talk to Chunqing's newlywed Yan'er?

Jiang Qin's heart moved slightly.

Of course, Song Hui knew what Jiang Qin was thinking, and he was full of boredom, and he didn't want to look at Jiang Qin again. Turn around and walk out with your feet raised.

Jiang Qin bit his lower lip tightly, and the scene of his father taking the kiln sister home suddenly appeared in his mind.

She deeply remembered that Sister Yao showed off her power in front of her mother, saying that all men, who don't like to be beautiful and tender.

Is it because Daddy loves Sister Kiln so much because she always takes the initiative to please Daddy?

Do all men like to be proactive?

Jiang Qin's tightly clenched fist in his sleeve suddenly loosened, pursed his pale lips, took a deep breath, lightly started the lotus step, raised his foot and rushed towards Song Hui, reaching out to hug Song Hui from behind.

Song Hui will definitely not reject himself, he will definitely not.

Song Hui seemed to have a back eye, and at the moment when Jiang Qin reached out and touched him, he turned sideways to avoid it.

Fingers swept over Song Hui's warm and soft clothes, Jiang Qin pounced, and staggered forward a few steps before standing firmly, and his face was suddenly red with embarrassment.

"Cousin, please respect yourself." Song Hui didn't want to look at Jiang Qin more, and said coldly: "Don't harm others and yourself." ”

Song Hui originally wanted to say that his cousin please love himself, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help it.

After all, it's Chunqing's cousin.

Jiang Qin raised his eyes to look at Song Hui with stunned eyes, how could this be?

Didn't you say that women chase men's compartment yarns? He took the initiative to lift this veil, why didn't he accept his own embrace.

His eyes were full of affection, but he bumped into Song Hui's disgusted expression, and he was suddenly ashamed and angry, and his face turned pale. Only then did Jiang Qin understand that Song Hui, who had a cold voice from beginning to end, looked at her like this, as if he had seen something disgusting.

It seems that she is a hundred times more unbearable than the girl on Hualiu Street.

Jiang Qin was suddenly embarrassed, and tears flowed out.

Song Hui frowned, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Jiang Qin didn't have time to see what was going on, and suddenly there was another person in front of him. Wearing a black and gray robe, his ordinary and ordinary facial features make it difficult for people to remember his appearance at a glance, but it is the trembling momentum exuded from his body, which makes Jiang Qin shudder. I couldn't help but shrink my neck.

"Send her back and don't let anyone see her." Song Hui commanded in a deep voice.

After that, he raised his feet and left the Zhiyun Pavilion, not wanting to look at Jiang Qin more, nor wanting to stay in this study that had been defiled by Jiang Qin any longer.

Distraught, Song Hui decided to go to Zhou Yan to play chess.

Jiang Qin only felt a gust of wind in her ears, and then the back of her neck hurt, and she was unconscious.

The secret guard summoned by Song Hui carried Jiang Qin like an anti-sack and left the Zhiyun Pavilion in an instant.