Lu Guanying led Song Qingshu to the door of his wife's room and said, "Go in, Young Master. I won't show myself, lest it becomes awkward later."
"Actually, Brother Lu, it's not too late to regret." Song Qingshu changed the way he addressed him. After all, Lu Guanying was older and he was his brother, so he deserved to be called Brother Lu.
Noticing the change in the way he addressed Song Qingshu, Lu Guanying was elated. He felt much closer to Song Qingshu and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Young Master. This decision was made after careful consideration. We will not go back on our word."
"Then … Alright." At this point, Song QingShu had nothing more to say. Just as he was about to push the door open, he suddenly stopped and handed a thin booklet to Lu Guanying. "This is a copy of the 'Bixie Swordplay Manual'. You can study it when you have time."
Song Qingshu had always been kind. Since Lu Guanying had given his wife to him, he couldn't let him go back empty-handed. Plus, he had planned to give him the Bixie Swordplay anyway.
"Thank … thank you …" Lu Guanying's voice was trembling. His hand that reached out to take the booklet was also trembling. He was obviously very excited. In addition to relying on Song Qingshu, half of his future career would depend on this peerless martial arts manual in front of him.
Watching Song QingShu walk into his wife's room and close the door behind him, Lu Guanying opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything. As a man, making such a decision was not an easy thing to do. However, looking at the secret manual in his hand that everyone in Jianghu dreamed of, his spirit recovered.
Taking a deep look at his wife's room, Lu Guanying gritted his teeth and left in a hurry. He didn't want to stay there. If he heard the sound coming from inside, he wouldn't be able to bear that kind of torment. Plus, he needed a quiet place to study the Bixie Swordplay, so he left without any reluctance.
Hearing that Lu Guanying had left, Song Qingshu walked into the house. He didn't know why there was no light in the room, but when he thought about what Lu Guanying said about his wife being shy, he suddenly understood.
"Cheng Yaojia usually looks as pure as a little white rabbit. I didn't expect her acting to be so real." Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing.
Miss Cheng did not come out to greet him. Instead, she lay quietly on the bed in the inner room. Her body was covered with a quilt. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing was very calm.
"Asleep?" Song Qingshu was startled, but it was indeed a little late. It was normal for her to fall asleep after waiting here for a while. After all, in Lu Guanying's opinion, this night must have been very stressful for his wife. However, in reality, the two of them were already in perfect harmony. Cheng Yaojia was no longer on guard against him. Even if she fell asleep, she wasn't afraid that he would do anything to her.
"Sleeping is also good." Song Qingshu did not wake up the beauty on the bed. Instead, he felt that it would be more interesting to try a different scene.
He quietly took off his coat and clothes. Song Qingshu quietly crawled under the quilt on the bed. The key to this situation was to steal. If he woke her up, it would be bad.
As soon as he crawled under the quilt, Song Qingshu's hand felt soft and smooth like cream. The beauty on the bed seemed to only be wearing the most intimate layer of underwear. Song Qingshu secretly laughed, "Usually, Miss Cheng is so dignified and quiet. Now, she actually came to wait for me naked. It seems that Lu Guanying's decision broke her heart, so she simply let go of herself."
A beauty's feelings were heavy. Song Qingshu naturally couldn't disappoint her good intentions.
He reached out to hold her fragrant shoulder and gently kissed her.
"Ah ~" The beauty under him moaned. It seemed that she had already sensed it.
Song Qingshu felt the woman under him tightly clenched her teeth. He couldn't help but laugh, "We are already an old couple. Why are you still shy?"
He didn't know if the beauty was moved by his words or if she really couldn't resist his various superb attacks. Her red lips parted slightly and in the end, he kissed her deeply.
The other party's kissing technique was rusty. It was obvious that she was dodging. Song Qingshu didn't care. He only thought that she was thinking that her husband was still in the garden and couldn't let go of his hands and feet. So, he used all kinds of flirting methods and kissed her until she was gasping for breath and her heart was beating fast.
"Hey, Madam seems to have lost weight these past two days." Song Qingshu felt that her skin was not as plump and soft as before. It seemed to be more compact and slender.
"Wu wu ~" Miss Cheng seemed to want to say something. However, when she opened her mouth, she only made some sweet humming sounds. Instead, it added fuel to the fire, causing Song Qingshu's hot kisses to fall like raindrops.
"Your legs also seem to have become longer." Song Qingshu couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. "It seems that fumbling in the dark has its own advantages."
In the dark, skin and skin rubbed against each other. Song Qingshu's whole body was burning hot. He estimated that the time was right and leaned over.
"Hey?" Song Qingshu felt as if he was tightly bound by something. He couldn't move forward. He wondered why Miss Cheng's body was still like that of a young girl.
Feeling her body tremble slightly, Song Qingshu moved closer to her ear and gently said, "It's not our first time. Why is Madam so nervous?"
"Hmm ~" Miss Cheng hummed again. Unfortunately, in Song Qingshu's ears, it was only an affectionate invitation.
Song Qingshu straightened his waist and his whole body sank down. His whole body suddenly froze because he keenly felt that he seemed to have broken through a thin layer. As a veteran in the field of love, how could he not know what was going on?
Miss Cheng had been someone's wife for many years and they had skin contact before. How could she still be a virgin?
Song QingShu's face was ashen. He lifted the curtains and shot his Solitary Yang Finger Force at the oil lamp on the table. The Solitary Yang Finger Force was extremely firm and Yang. When it rubbed against the wick of the oil lamp, sparks immediately appeared and the room gradually lit up.
Lowering his head to look, Song QingShu was stunned. Yelu Nanxian was lying under him, her face streaked with tears, looking at him pitifully.
"Ah, why is it you?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. His first thought was that Lu Guanying had set up a trap and was planning to assassinate him. He hurriedly looked around, but he couldn't find anything unusual within a radius of several dozen feet.
"Wu wu ~" Yelu Nanxian let out that kind of whimpering sound again.
Song Qingshu finally understood that her mute acupoint had been sealed. No wonder she had been whimpering several times before. He thought she was too embarrassed to speak and deliberately pretended to be half asleep.
As soon as Yelu Nanxian's acupoint was unsealed, she said in a sobbing voice: "Quickly … go away ah …"
Only then did Song QingShu realize that he was still in her body. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly. Looking at the young girl's tear-stained face, even if he had a heart of stone, he would still be able to soften it.
"Okay, I'll come out immediately." Song Qingshu was a bit flustered. Objectively speaking, he had already been through thousands of flowers and not a single leaf had touched his body. Normally, he was always calm and collected, and it was very rare for him to lose his composure like this. However, the current situation was too unimaginable. In addition, he had taken advantage of her, so he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
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