Chapter Seventy-Five: I can't tell if I have a mouth
Faced with a kiss from her "lover", Zhao Lingzhu did not resist.
She likes Song Qingshu, just like Song Qingshu likes Zhou Zhiruo.
It's just that Zhao Lingzhu thinks that he is not worthy of Song Qingshu no matter his background and appearance. That's why I didn't dare to show it.
Right now, the "lover" is expressing love for himself. She is also very conflicted in her heart.
First, it was out of a woman's reserve, which made her want to resist "Song Qingshu".
But she thinks this is an opportunity, as long as "Song Qingshu" is better off with her, then the master and the sisters will definitely make decisions for themselves, and when the time comes, her perfect body will be given to "Song Qingshu", which is better than Zhou Zhiruo a "rag". At that time, I am afraid that the name of "Mrs. Song" will fall on her head.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lingzhu didn't say a word, and then did nothing, just let the "lover" do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Wuji himself came to frame Song Qingshu, and in the face of this attitude of wanting to refuse and welcome, he naturally would not be polite. Moreover, Zhao Lingzhu cooperated so much, but it also saved him the ability to perform the Soul Transfer Dafa again.
Although Zhang Wuji took away her innocence, he did not sympathize with her in his heart. Who let her own heart be wrong, but she wants to embarrass Zhou Zhiruo.
Besides, Zhang Wuji felt that Zhao Lingzhu still had to thank him. He made her the wife of "Song Qingshu". It can be regarded as the fulfillment of an unrealistic dream of hers.
But whether she can seize this opportunity or not depends on herself. If her stomach is angry, that's for the best. At that time, it will be regarded as his queen for the master. This is the joy of Sun, and it can also offset the pain of the loss of the master's son.
After Zhao Lingzhu was tired and fainted, Zhang Wuji no longer pestered her. After putting her away, he threw her underwear on the ground indiscriminately, and then he also removed the clothes of the "backstabber" Song Qingshu and put them on Zhao Lingzhu's bed.
Then let Zhao Lingzhu lie in his arms.
This time, Zhang Wuji made all the preparations, and he used the great transfer of the gods to disperse some of Song Qingshu's internal strength. It gave him a feeling of weakness and exhaustion.
After all, it is good to do a full set of plays, and the provincial ones will be seen as flaws.
Then he unlocked Song Qingshu's acupoint, then put on his clothes, and after carefully checking that there were no omissions, he left satisfied.
Zhang Wuji did not go back to Ding Minjun this night, but honestly retrieved his luggage, sat on the bluestone, and waited to see tomorrow's good show.
According to Zhang Wuji's calculations, Song Qingshu will wake up about tomorrow, when the day is about to dawn. At that time, the disciples of the Emei faction saw Song Qingshu walking out of Zhao Lingzhu's room in disheveled clothes. He couldn't tell even if he had eight mouths.
Then Zhang Wuji sat on the peak, closed his eyes and recuperated, welcoming the rising sun tomorrow.
The night passed quickly. There is already a little light on the horizon.
And the disciples of the Emei faction's night vigil are also preparing to go back to their rooms to rest, and the disciples who are guarding the mountain are also preparing to get up to replace them.
And at this time, Song Qingshu also woke up, and he felt the nephrite jade around him. I couldn't help but look around.
When he saw a woman lying beside him with a disheveled hair, his heart was still very happy.
Although he felt confused yesterday, he still remembered one thing, he came to steal jade and incense to find Zhou Zhiruo. And he tried to move his body, and felt very weak and weak. And I have some backache, as if I had made a lot of effort yesterday.
Although Song Qingshu was very scared at the moment, he couldn't care about anything. As long as he can get Zhiruo, who is in his heart, everything is worth it.
Even if he went back and broke his leg, he was willing. Although this matchless fornication is taboo, he will marry her, as long as he marries her, everything is easy to say.
At this time, Song Qingshu also saw the falling red on the sheets in the rising sun.
Seeing this red color, Song Qingshu was even more overjoyed. He remembered the conversation with Zhou Zhiruo last evening, that is, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji did not do anything.
Seeing this piece of redness now, Song Qingshu believes it. I believe that I got the complete "Zhou Zhiruo" last night.
Song Qingshu sat up with difficulty at this time, he lifted his hair in front of the "beauty" who was still asleep, and then looked at her cheeks.
But when he saw this face, Song Qingshu had no smile on his face, and he couldn't help but scream in fright.
"Ahh Song Qingshu didn't expect that the person who "kept nephrite" with him last night was Zhao Lingzhu.
But Song Qingshu's scream also alarmed, the Emei disciples who were changing classes.
This is the Emei faction's dormitory, and all the inhabitants are women, and suddenly a man's scream is heard. It caught everyone's attention at once.
And Zhou Zhiruo, who was about to go to morning class, also heard this scream.
Taking advantage of Zhao Lingzhu's lack of wake-up, Song Qingshu hurriedly put on his clothes. In the midst of fear, his hands trembled.
Now he has only one idea, and that is to run away.
Song Qingshu put on the inner lining, put on his shoes, picked up his clothes randomly, and was about to go out.
At this time, all the Emei disciples were already surrounding Zhao Lingzhu's door. It's just that they have a low status, and they are not qualified to enter the bedroom of the true transmission disciples, so they can only guard outside the door.
Zhou Zhiruo came to Zhao Lingzhu's door at this time, and as soon as Song Qingshu opened the door, he bumped into Zhou Zhiruo's face.
Zhou Zhiruo saw the mess in Zhao Lingzhu's room through the crack in the door.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned and scolded: "Song Qingshu! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! ”
Song Qingshu hurriedly explained at this time: "Zhiruo! I. I'm not. I! ”
Zhou Zhiruo said: "What else do you explain! You walked out of my sister's room when you were not in your room early in the morning, and this is already ironclad evidence. But why is you in my sister's room? ”
At this time, Zhou Zhiruo looked at her bedroom next door, and she suddenly thought of something.
Zhou Zhiruo said: "You are so shameless! I rejected you yesterday, and you want to insult me! I didn't expect you to find the right room, but you accidentally harmed my senior sister! The Wudang Sect actually has a scum like you! Ladies and sisters, help me capture him! ”
Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's order, all the Emei disciples immediately drew their swords.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to reveal the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture in front of everyone, so she could only order everyone to help her now.
And Song Qingshu couldn't tell if he saw that he had a mouth now. And he lost people in front of his most beloved girl. He didn't care about anything else. Although he has lost some internal strength, his martial arts are still not bad.
And if this matter is known by the two uncles and the exterminator, he will be finished.
Out of fear, as well as his own ill-intentioned guilt as a thief, Song Qingshu wanted to take risks. Immediately, Song Qingshu used his Wudang palm, knocked over a female disciple of Emei, and fled.
He wanted to take advantage of the Emei faction's elites, as well as the sixth uncle, and the seventh uncle to hurry up and leave before the seventh uncle arrived. If you have anything to say, you should wait until you have escaped this catastrophe before pleading guilty.
(End of chapter)