After a night's sleep, Miss Cheng had already lost the courage she had last night. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. At this time, she suddenly felt the man beside her move as if he was about to wake up. She was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep again.
Seeing Miss Cheng close her eyes again, a playful smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face. In fact, he had woken up as soon as she moved. He deliberately pretended to sleep because he wanted to tease her.
"Hey, you can sleep so peacefully in a strange man's bed?" Song Qingshu deliberately said.
Miss Cheng's fingers tightly pinched the hem of her clothes. Since she was pretending to sleep, she could only pretend to the end.
"It's really soft." Song Qingshu mischievously moved his hand again, causing Miss Cheng's whole body to tremble.
When a man woke up in the morning, he was always full of energy. Song Qingshu felt that the beauty in his arms was soft and he couldn't help but rub it a few times.
Miss Cheng bit her lips and endured, but at this time, she really couldn't pretend anymore. Just as she was about to explode, Song Qingshu let go of her and directly got out of bed.
Listening to the sound, it seemed that he was putting on his clothes. Miss Cheng thought that this person was really bad. Did he think that she didn't know that he was bullying her? However, she was pretending to sleep, so she could only continue to curl up on the bed.
"Madam, it's time to get up. The sun is shining on your butt."
Finally, she didn't have to pretend anymore. Miss Cheng secretly let out a sigh of relief. However, her face quickly turned red because of his words. How could he call someone to wake up like this? What sun is shining on your butt?
Song Qingshu didn't expect that his catchphrase from his previous life would make her blush again. He looked at her shyly sitting on the bed and wrapping the quilt tightly around her body. He couldn't help but find it funny and said, "Madam, why are you doing this? It's not like I didn't see you last night."
"You even touched it!" Cheng Yaojia thought indignantly.
"Last night was last night. Today is today." Miss Cheng wrapped herself in the quilt and said with a red face.
"Okay, okay, I won't disturb madam's grooming." Song Qingshu smiled and walked out. He even closed the door for her. "I'll ask someone to bring you some water for you to wash up later."
"Hey!" Cheng Yaojia was anxious and quickly shouted, "No!"
Song Qingshu stopped at the door, his face full of question marks.
"Can you bring me some water …" As soon as she said that, Cheng Yaojia felt that she had gone too far. She hurriedly added, "I don't want others to see me … I'll spend the night in your room."
Originally, she thought that a person of such high status would leave in a huff, but to her surprise, the reply she got was a warm and genial smile. "Sure, please wait a moment."
After Song Qingshu left, Cheng Yaojia was still in a daze. She muttered to herself, "He's really a good man …"
After Song Qingshu finished washing and grooming himself, he asked the servants to prepare a clean handkerchief and a basin of water. He personally fetched a basin of clear water and brought it to the door. He had just knocked on the door to call Cheng Yaojia, who would have thought that Songgotu, with a smile on his face, would come over from the rockery.
"Good morning, Younger Brother." Songgotu cupped his hands in greeting. Suddenly, he noticed the basin of water in Qin Sheng's hand and couldn't help but fly into a rage. "What are the servants doing in this garden? How could they let you personally do these things?"
Song Qingshu's face was gloomy. "I …"
Before he could think of how to answer, the door creaked open and Cheng Yaojia walked out. "You're back …" At this time, she also saw Songgotu, who was not far from her, and the faint smile on her face immediately froze.
"Oh ~ So you're trying to make a beauty smile." Songgotu immediately showed an expression of understanding. "Younger Brother's thought is something that I, your older brother, am unable to catch up to."
Cheng Yaojia was so embarrassed that she snatched the basin of water from Song Qingshu's hand and slammed the door shut.
Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What was going on? He had put in so much effort, but in the end, he still didn't get any benefits.
Seeing that the door was shut in his face, Songgotu resisted the urge to laugh and walked over. "Younger Brother, it's not that your older brother wants to talk too much, but sometimes women can't be too good to them. Otherwise, they will step on your nose and rub your face …"
Song Qingshu had no interest in talking to him about how to handle women. He hastily interrupted him and said, "May I know why Older Brother Suo has come so early?"
"Oh, it's like this," Songgotu said with a smile, "Today, Yangzhou's weaving factory is holding a banquet and inviting us to their mansion for a chat. Heh heh, we brothers don't need to treat each other as outsiders. Yangzhou's weaving factory is a very lucrative position. These past few years, they have not been stingy. This time, they must have prepared a generous gift for us …"
Listening to this, Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He had never liked these kinds of officialdom shady dealings. Moreover, he still had important things to do today. How could he be willing to waste time socializing with Yangzhou's officialdom? Thereupon, he tactfully declined and said, "Many thanks for Older Brother Suo's kindness, but these past two days I have been too tired. I want to rest in the garden."
"Too tired?" Songgotu stretched out his neck to look at the closed door and window of the room behind him. Immediately he revealed a knowing smile. "Facing this kind of fresh young woman, not many men can control themselves. Since it's like this, I won't disturb younger brother any longer. Haha. "
Originally, Songgotu was quite afraid of Tang Kuobian's purpose in coming here. Now that he saw Tang Kuobian obsessed with women, it couldn't be any better.
Song Qingshu saw Songgotu off and returned to his room. He found Cheng Yaojia leaning over the table and sobbing. He couldn't help but be startled. Hastily he walked over and held her shoulder. "Madame, who made you sad?"
Cheng Yaojia immediately sat up straight and stared at him with a tear-stained face. "Isn't it you?"
"Me?" Song Qingshu looked puzzled.
"You let me happen to be seen by others in your room. My reputation will be completely ruined." The more Cheng Yaojia spoke, the sadder she became. She had just excitedly ran out to greet him. Who would have thought that there were other people by his side?
"So it's this." Song Qingshu couldn't help but comfort her. "Don't worry, Songgotu doesn't know who you are. Moreover, he is one of the top officials in the Qing Imperial Court. Why would he care about your matter? In the blink of an eye, he will forget about it. Moreover, out of consideration for my face, he definitely won't spread our relationship in private. Therefore, Madame doesn't need to worry. "
"Really?" Cheng Yaojia asked suspiciously.
"Of course it's true. Look at you crying like a little tabby cat. Quickly freshen up, I'll take you out." Song Qingshu smiled as he bent his finger to wipe the tears on her cheeks.
After last night's matter, their relationship had unknowingly developed to a new height. This kind of intimate action was done very naturally by Song Qingshu. Although Cheng Yaojia was somewhat shy, she didn't think it was inappropriate.
"Do you want me to comb your hair for you?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
"There's no need." Cheng Yaojia was originally somewhat tempted, but when she thought of the electric numbness she felt when his hand stroked her hair last night, she couldn't muster up the courage to try it. Moreover, they were in broad daylight. Without the cover of the night, her courage from last night had already disappeared without a trace.
"Where are we going later?" While combing her hair, Cheng Yaojia asked in order to dispel the awkwardness in her heart.
"Didn't you always want me to save your husband?" Song Qingshu reached out his hand and gently lifted a strand of her hair.
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