Song Qingshu deliberately bit the pronunciation on Song Siming's three words, and silently recited in his heart: Old Song, you can eliminate disasters for the old man, anyway, even if you die, Tang Kuobi will not be able to inherit the seaweed.

Mrs. Tang on the side had a strange expression, how could she not hear the question of Song Qingshu's oath, but thinking of the relationship with him in the past, she hesitated for a moment and did not debunk it, thinking that anyway, this kind of oath will be issued, how can it really be so coincidental, there is a person who will die.

What's more, Mrs. Tang and her sister-in-law do not have a good relationship, Wan Yan Gebi secretly reminded Mrs. Tang several times, asking her to abide by the woman's way, Mrs. Tang has been unhappy for a long time, so at this moment she still has another thought in her heart: Hmph, if something really happens to my brother, when you are pressed under another man, I see what face you have to laugh at me!

Tang Kuobi didn't know that his own sister had sold himself like this, and when he heard Song Qingshu finally swear, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and stepped forward and hugged his shoulder: "Good brother, let's continue drinking." ”

"Huh?" Song Qingshu suddenly frowned, this guy is inevitably too good at drinking.

Mrs. Tang covered her mouth and smiled: "Childe, my brother loves to drink the most in his life, but he has to defend the palace on weekdays, and he can't drink, but he is greedy, it is rare for him to come out on vacation during this time, of course he will not let go of such a good opportunity." ”

Song Qingshu had no choice but to drink with him, and in the end, he drank so dark that he couldn't even walk.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fall down, Mrs. Tang hurriedly withdrew the banquet and instructed the maid to help Tang Kuobi back to the room, while Song Qingshu was personally helped back to the room by her.

Most of the weight of her body was pressed on Mrs. Tang's body, and Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Madame's ...... Why is your body so soft?"

Mrs. Tang glanced at him charmingly: "It's not that people's bodies have not been touched." ”

"Not really. "Song Qingshu told the truth, thinking that it was Zhao Min who had a spring breeze with you that night, but not me.

Mrs. Tang looked resentful: "Childe really has no conscience, but people think about you day and night, but Childe can't even remember these." ”

Song Qingshu drank too much wine and his body was fluttering, and then Mrs. Tang smiled lightly, making his body half crisp, and after the wine surged, his hands began to be dishonest.

Soon, Mrs. Tang's cheeks became red and her breathing was short, and she begged in a low voice: "Childe, don't be here, there are many people in the house, if it reaches my husband's ears, it won't be good." ”

Song Qingshu didn't mean to let go, but said unscrupulously: "What if he knows, what can I do with a mere envoy of the Chongyi Army?" Song Qingshu had no pity for this noble lady, some were just pure desires, so when he spoke, the true qi of joy slowly entered her body from his fingertips.

"Hmm~" Mrs. Tang's red lips opened lightly, and she let out a coquettish groan that sounded embarrassed, and felt a warm stream of heat slowly flowing out from the depths of her body, and her cheeks became even hotter, and she muttered, "Childe~ People will come to you quietly later." ”

"What are you afraid of!" Song Qingshu snorted, picked her up sideways amid Mrs. Tang's exclamation, and walked to his room.

Seeing the frightened and inexplicable eyes of the subordinates along the way, Mrs. Tang was almost ashamed, but being held in Song Qingshu's arms, surrounded by the other party's masculine masculinity, made her heart throb inexplicably.

"Dead is dead!" Mrs. Tang bit her lip lightly, buried her head in Song Qingshu's arms, and let the other party openly carry her back to the bedroom.

"Childe, you are so bad, obviously you are not drunk, but just now you want people to support you all the time. Mrs. Tang suddenly came to her senses and couldn't help but be coquettish.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath of the frankincense on Mrs. Tang's body, and said with a smile: "Originally, I was drunk, but with a stunning beauty like Mrs. in the company, if I don't wake up, wouldn't it be too incomprehensible?"

Mrs. Tang laughed wildly: "Childe's mouth is so sweet." ”

"Madame, do you want to taste it?" Song Qingshu sat down against the edge of the bed, hugged her on his thigh, felt the other party's plump and elastic buttocks, and couldn't help but praise secretly.

Mrs. Tang put her hands on his neck, looked at Song Qingshu's deep eyes, her eyes began to become blurry, she subconsciously bit her lip, and muttered in a greasy voice: "To~"

White teeth, bright red lips, two colors intertwined, there is a strange beauty, Song Qingshu hooked her smooth chin, and said with a smile: "I drank too much wine and was feverish, and Mrs. Lao took off her clothes for me." ”

Mrs. Tang nodded, and snorted softly while widening his clothes for him: "The concubine is not so gentle with her husband. ”

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "That's because your husband has no ability and can't subdue a peerless baby like you." ”

"Childe, don't make fun of people. Touching Song Qingshu's sturdy chest with his fingers, Mrs. Tang's slender snow neck was unconsciously dyed with a layer of redness, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Childe looked polite, but he didn't expect his muscles to be so hard. ”

"What, doesn't Madame like it?" Song Qingshu looked at her playfully.

"No, I like tough men. Mrs. Tang snorted, and a red lip came up.

Song Qingshu's hands had unconsciously reached into her loose robe, and the uncontrollable feeling made him sigh: "Madam, guess your husband should be very thin." ”

Mrs. Tang looked at him in confusion: "Why does Childe think like this?"

Song Qingshu smiled evilly: "With such a beautiful wife and a superb figure, the husband must be obsessed with cultivating and irrigating every day, and he will definitely be tired and thin." ”

"I hate ~~ Childe will make fun of others. Mrs. Tang was so angry that she couldn't help but give a fan punch in return.

Seeing Mrs. Tang's sudden appearance of her little daughter, Song Qingshu couldn't hold it anymore, and ripped off her belt, separated the pair of snow-white long legs that were exposed, and pressed the whole person hard.

"Hmm~" Mrs. Tang let out a grunt of satisfaction, and the man's heavy sense of oppression made her tremble inexplicably all over her body.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the wine to wake up, and he didn't have any pity for this noble lady, so from beginning to end, he was the most primitive and barbaric collision, wantonly venting the heat in his body.

Mrs. Tang couldn't help frowning slightly, and sighed secretly in her heart, no matter how polite and polite a man looks like him, he is a beast when he takes off his clothes!

However, her unhappiness was soon replaced by a tidal wave, and her slender and delicate neck was like a swan, raised high and high, and finally turned into a burst of touching cries.

Happy Lantern Festival, readers!