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The door creaked open and it turned out to be the maid who brought the tea.

With outsiders present, Cheng Yaojia hurriedly sat up straight, and returned to the image of a dignified and gentle young grandmother on weekdays.

After the maid left, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile dumbly: "I didn't touch you just now, why is Madam tidying up her clothes?"

Cheng Yaojia's face was full of shame, and she suddenly became angry: "The son is still as bad as before, and he teases people as soon as they meet." ”

Song Qingshu likes to look at her shy and disgusted appearance: "When you go down to your mansion as a guest, don't your lady serve tea to entertain you?"

Cheng Yaojia's apricot eyes widened, and he looked at the teacup in his hand in confusion: "Didn't you serve tea?"

Song Qingshu directly poured out the teacup next to him: "Tea is good tea, but unfortunately the artistic conception was ruined by the cheesiness in the hands of the maid." ”

"Then you're only thirsty. Knowing that he was intent on finding fault, Cheng Yaojia snorted, and the corners of her mouth were full of smiles.

"I don't know if there is such a blessing to enjoy the fact that Madame can make a cup of tea by herself?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.

Cheng Yaojia's face turned red, and she whispered, "Aren't you afraid that the cheesy will ruin the artistic conception?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "It's true that the maid's hands are full of cheesiness, but the lady's hands are full of aura." ”

Cheng Yaojia sneered and hurriedly covered her mouth: "Childe's mouth is really good at pleasing girls." ”

"If you please your wife, you can also give me a cup of tea. Song Qingshu said unrelentingly.

Cheng Yaojia's eyes wandered, she rolled her eyes, and finally stood up with a red face and walked over: "If the son is not afraid of the cheesiness in my hands, then just drink it." ”

Went to the door to call the maid to bring the tea set and tea leaves again, and after cleaning his hands, he first scalded the cup and warmed the kettle, and then quickly washed the tea with boiling water, and the phoenix nodded three times......

The whole process is unhurried, and the gestures are extremely elegant.

Looking at the fluttering skirt of the young woman in front of her, Hao's wrist seemed to blend with the white teacup, I don't know if the porcelain cup is whiter or her wrist is whiter.

Cheng Yaojia was concentrating on making tea, when she suddenly felt a burly and masculine body behind her, and her hands were wrapped around her lower abdomen.

She couldn't help but shudder, the heat from the other party's hand passed through the thin dress to her lower abdomen, and the heat quickly flowed all over her body, blooming in her body, and she only felt as if her bones were about to melt.

"Don't ...... There are people out there. Cheng Yaojia's voice trembled violently, the Lu family is a well-known wealthy family in Shanyin, there are thousands of maids and servants in the house, and each lady and lady has allocated a large number of subordinates to serve, and now there are still many maids standing outside this door at any time to listen to orders.

"Madame's body is still so soft. Song Qingshu leaned into her white and slender neck, rubbed it lightly with the tip of her nose, smelling the orchid-like fragrance on her body, and only felt that her whole body was very comfortable.

was sprayed by his breath, where could Cheng Yaojia hold the tea set, bit her lip, and there was a hint of crying in her voice: "Son, don't make trouble, if you are really seen, how can Guanying and I still have the face to see people." ”

There has always been a lot of right and wrong in this high-gate compound, as long as one person sees something, it will be known to the whole house in less than half a day, and she shuddered at the thought of that kind of consequence.

"Madame, even if you make tea, when it is ready, I will let it go. Feeling the graceful arc between her waist and hips, Song Qingshu was suddenly reluctant to let go.

Cheng Yaojia had no choice but to continue making tea, but it was a pity that there was a man behind her, where could she give full play to her elegant and skillful tea art on weekdays, and finally poured a cup of tea after messing around, but her wrist trembled so much, I am afraid that half of a pot of good tea will be spilled into the tray and wasted.

"Childe, please drink tea!" Cheng Yaojia turned around and held the teacup in front of Song Qingshu's eyes.

Looking at the pretty face of the gentle young woman in front of her, who was about to drip blood, Song Qingshu smiled dumbly: "It's not that the two of us haven't been intimate, why are you still so shy?"

Cheng Yaojia turned his face away and ignored him, but handed the teacup over again: "Childe drink tea." ”

"How can I enjoy the good tea made by Madame," Song Qingshu sucked lightly, the tea in the cup turned into a wisp of water and inhaled into his mouth, and then reached out to hook Cheng Yaojia's chin, and kissed her moist lips heavily.

Grunt~

Caught off guard, Cheng Yaojia swallowed most of the cup of tea, and then reacted and pushed the man away on his body.

Wiping the water stains on her lips, Cheng Yaojia was ashamed and angry: "Why are you so ......" But what made her strange was that she was just afraid of being seen at this time, and she didn't feel angry or disgusted.

Song Qingshu reached out and pressed her lips to interrupt her and continue: "Shh, Master Lu Shaozhuang is back." ”

Cheng Yaojia's delicate body trembled, and said hurriedly: "Then let go of me." ”

"I'll come to your room tonight. Song Qingshu leaned into her ear and left a sentence, his voice was very provocative, and then he let go of his hand and sat back in the chair.

Although the relationship between himself and Cheng Yaojia was personally recognized by Lu Guanying, after all, Cheng Yaojia was his nominal wife, if he hugged him in front of him, the other party's face would not look good.

Hearing his words clearly, Cheng Yaojia also felt a wave in her heart, pursed her moist lips, and hummed in a low voice: "I have the ability to talk to Guanying." After saying that, he hurriedly turned around, not daring to look at him again.

At this moment, Lu Guanying had already entered the house in a hurry, and noticing that his face was not good-looking, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Lu Guanying's face turned pale, and he slapped the table heavily: "It's just too deceitful!"

Cheng Yaojia was taken aback, just thinking that her husband saw the picture of herself and Song Qingshu hugging each other, and couldn't help but be embarrassed: "Guanying, I ...... it"

Song Qingshu was much calmer, because he knew that Lu Guanying was by no means angry because of the two of them, and sure enough, the other party's next words confirmed his thoughts.

"The patriarch was not at home, I decided to ask the old lady first, who knew that she was busy greeting the guests, and did not mean to see me at all, so she left me outside and waited, this wait was half an hour, I saw that she did it on purpose, so she came back by herself. Lu Guanying's hands were trembling when he spoke, obviously extremely angry.

Song Qingshu had done his homework before he came, and the current patriarch of the Lu clan in Shanyin was Lu You's father, Lu Zai, who was the deputy envoy of Jingxi Road and was now a minister.

Although the official position of the deputy envoy of Jingxi Road is not high, Lu Zai is a famous family, and he has always traveled extensively and is very knowledgeable, so he is very prestigious.

The old lady in Lu Guanying's mouth refers to Lu Zai's wife Tang, whose family background is also prominent, and she is the granddaughter of Tang Jie, who participated in the political affairs of Xining in the early years.

Cheng Yaojiaqi said: "Who is the guest that the old lady greets?"

Lu Guanying had a gloomy face: "It's not your good cousin." ”

"Cheng Ying?" Cheng Yaojia exclaimed.

Song Qingshu on the side seemed to be smiling: "It seems that the young master of the village is not very high in this Lu Mansion." ”

Lu Guanying's face was even more ugly, and at this time, a maid suddenly came to say: "Third young master, the old lady asked you to take your friend to see her." ”

"What?" Lu Guanying exploded when he heard it, "What kind of identity is Gongzi Song, it's almost the same to let the old lady come to see him." ”