Chen Yuanyuan's heart raced when she saw the aggressive look in his eyes. She opened her mouth, but her words of rejection turned into an invitation. "If I can get rid of the negative emotions in you, then … then you can vent them on me …"
Chen Yuanyuan's voice became softer and softer as she spoke. Her cheeks were burning hot. She didn't know why she would say such bold words. However, the domineering aura that Song Qingshu released when he pounced on her was like a lion looking at its prey. Even though she was very afraid, her body also felt an indescribable throbbing, a tremor that came from her soul.
Perhaps this was something that was engraved in the genes of women. No matter how mature and wise they were, how calm they were, or how proud and strong-willed they were, they would always worship the strong. This was probably the reason why Song QingShu's previous world was so popular with domineering CEOs.
Hearing her words, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned. "Are you for real?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he wanted to slap himself. Saying such words at this juncture was simply hopeless.
Sure enough, Chen Yuanyuan bit her lips lightly, and her eyes seemed to be flowing with tears. "It's fake."
"I don't care. I already heard what you said just now." Song Qingshu finally understood. Without saying anything else, he kissed her directly.
Chen Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and her whole body stiffened. However, she quickly relaxed under the other party's gentle kiss.
Song Qingshu felt like his body was about to explode. No man could resist the charm of the stunning Chen Yuanyuan. Originally, he thought that he could only admire her beauty, but now he realized that he was very wrong. Thoughts could lie, but the instinctive reactions of the body couldn't!
Right now, the strong reaction of the body was clearly telling him that he wanted to possess this woman in front of him. He wanted to ravage and conquer her.
In fact, Song Qingshu had always been hesitant on how to deal with the relationship between him and Chen Yuanyuan. After all, her reputation wasn't good. If he wasn't careful, he would be cursed by the whole world. At the same time, she was Ah Ke's mother. Although he and Ah Ke had never fallen in love, there was always some ambiguity between them. If something happened between them, they were destined to part ways in the future.
Usually, the huge moral and ethical pressure made Song Qingshu not dare to cross the line. But now, this pressure had turned into a strong stimulation. He could no longer care about it. There was only one impulse left in his mind: he must get her, even if there was a flood after this.
Not satisfied with just Chen Yuanyuan's kiss, Song Qingshu began to explore other positions.
When Song Qingshu began to kiss her cheeks and neck, Chen Yuanyuan finally got a chance to breathe. She put her hands on his chest and said hesitantly, "I'm older than you." Her heart was indeed full of contradictions. Although her body was full of desire and trembling, her reason kept reminding her that with the age gap between them, she could even be his elder.
"So what?" Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "I like this kind of mature and gentle big sister."
Chen Yuanyuan had always been very confident in her charm. At her peak, she was confident that she could surpass any woman. Although her appearance hadn't faded in recent years, the worries of age gradually came to her mind.
Back then, Concubine Zhen was so beautiful that it caused Emperor Wendi of Wei and the King of Chen to fight for her affection. But in the end, they couldn't beat the time. As more and more young and beautiful concubines entered the harem, Concubine Zhen gradually lost the emperor's favor and was almost banished to the cold palace.
Chen Yuanyuan was very familiar with this period of history, so she was very sensitive to the issue of age. Therefore, Song Qingshu's answer could be said to be the most touching words of love in the world. She couldn't help but put her arms around his neck. "Qingshu."
Song Qingshu didn't expect her to be so emotional. In this world, thirty years of age was indeed not young, but in Song Qingshu's view, this was another peak period for women. Thinking back to his previous life, Lin Zhiling and Gao Yuanyuan were both in their thirties. Which one of them wasn't an existence that made a group of otaku kneel and lick?
Chen Yuanyuan guided Song Qingshu's hand into her clothes. Song Qingshu's breathing suddenly quickened. Although she was under the influence of the Soul Transfer Spell and he had also put his hand into her clothes, that situation couldn't compare to the tenderness and sweetness in her eyes when she looked at him willingly.
This time, it was really like lightning striking the fire. The two quickly rolled on the bed together, leaving only the most primitive impulse in their bodies.
"Sister Yuanyuan, your body is so soft." Song Qingshu finally realized that it was not his illusion. At this time, Chen Yuanyuan's body was just like cotton, making people unable to stop once they touched it. No wonder she could make those exaggerated movements of Shenzu Scripture just now.
"Do you like it?" Chen Yuanyuan's skin was covered with a layer of rouge-like blush, making her even more delicate and charming.
"Of course I like it." Song Qingshu only felt that his mouth was dry, but he still asked out of curiosity. "Then why wasn't your body so soft at the beginning? Otherwise, you wouldn't have needed my help to make those cultivation postures of Shenzu Scripture."
"It's because I was pressed by you …" Seeing that he was confused, Chen Yuanyuan had to explain, "My physique is a little special. Once I get aroused … my body will become softer and softer …"
Hearing this, Song Qingshu felt like his whole body was about to explode. He asked with difficulty, "Then when I pressed your legs just now, you got aroused?"
Chen Yuanyuan pursed her lips, and a trace of shyness flashed in her eyes. "I won't tell you ~"
Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore. With a low growl, he pressed on her, as if he wanted to squeeze all the strength in his body into her body …
The next morning, Song Qingshu was awakened by a knock on the door. He opened his eyes with difficulty and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"
"Young Master, Prime Minister Han has sent an invitation, asking Young Master to come to the mansion for a chat." The maid outside the door answered.
"Okay, I got it. You can leave first." Song Qingshu turned around and wanted to hug Chen Yuanyuan, but he found that she was already gone.
"Did she leave?" Song QingShu's shock was no small matter. He immediately climbed out of bed, but his whole body staggered and he almost fell to the ground.
"Oh my god ~" Song Qingshu secretly clicked his tongue. Chen Yuanyuan was the Queen of Sucking. Her charm was really too great. Last night, they fought fiercely for almost the entire night without a moment's rest.
In fact, if it was any other man, he probably wouldn't be willing to rest for a night.
However, even with Song Qingshu's strong physique, he still felt dizzy when he woke up this morning. If it was an ordinary man who married her, he would probably die of exhaustion in less than half a year.
Last night, Chen Yuanyuan's pure Yin Qi was simply unimaginable. For a moment, he even had the illusion that she was still a virgin. Chen Yuanyuan was able to turn all living things upside down and was able to mingle with so many men. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the pure Yin energy in her body to be so thick. After thinking about it, Song QingShu could only attribute it to the fact that she had been wholeheartedly cultivating all these years and had never been touched by a man. Coupled with the fact that her body had gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, she was able to nourish such a thick pure Yin energy.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu used the Joyous Dhyana to harmonize the Yin and Yang Qi to nourish his body. Otherwise, after spending so much energy with Li Yuanzhi a few days ago, he probably wouldn't have been able to deal with that fox-like beauty last night.
"No wonder she is called a femme fatale. Any man who gets her will probably be reluctant to leave the bed and have no heart to do proper business. In addition, his body's vitality will gradually be consumed, and his luck will also decline …" Before, Song Qingshu didn't understand why Wu Sangui was willing to let Chen Yuanyuan cultivate alone in a nunnery dozens of li away from Ping Xi Wang Mansion, but now he gradually understood.
Although Wu Sangui was despised by the world, he had great ambitions in his heart. His desire for power helped him resist the temptation of Chen Yuanyuan. After all, he didn't have a divine skill to protect his body like Song Qingshu. Being with Chen Yuanyuan, his body would be hollowed out in minutes, and at the same time it made him lose the heart to do business. In the end, he decided to keep a distance from Chen Yuanyuan.
While he was in a trance, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and Chen Yuanyuan came in carrying a bowl of soup.
As soon as Song Qingshu saw her, he couldn't help but stare. Her bright and clean face exuded a layer of crystal clear light, as if there wasn't the slightest trace of last night's exhaustion. Moreover, at this moment, her body had a kind of holy feeling, simply like a white jade Guanyin, completely without the slightest bit of flirtatious expression from last night.
Song Qingshu secretly smacked his lips, Chen Yuanyuan was clearly born to absorb Yang to nourish Yin. I was tired like a dog, but not only did she get up earlier than me, she was even glowing with health.
"You're awake?" Seeing him staring blankly at her, Chen Yuanyuan smiled gently.
"En," Song Qingshu's attention was placed on the plate she was holding, "What is this?"
"I made a bowl of soup for you, rinse your mouth and see if it's to your liking." Chen Yuanyuan first put the plate on the table, then poured him a glass of water.
Seeing that she had washed herself clean and looked completely like a good wife at home, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh: "From now on, the long skirt will be a smile, I will wash my hands and make soup for you."
Chen Yuanyuan rebuked and rolled her eyes at him: "Zhuo Wenjun's poem … It's a pity that her love was as deep as the sea, but in the end, she met the heartless Sima Xiangru. Are you hinting that I will also be like this?" As a top courtesan, there were all kinds of scholars who interacted with her during the banquet, so she was naturally very familiar with this kind of allusion.
"Of course not," Song Qingshu's smile froze. It wasn't easy for him to pretend to be cultured and show off, but he didn't expect to flatter the horse's leg. To avoid drawing trouble to himself, he hurriedly changed the topic, "Sister Yuanyuan woke up so early to make soup for me. Is it because you know that my body has been emptied, so you want to supplement me?"
Chen Yuanyuan's face turned red: "You can clearly be an elegant young master, but you have to pretend to be such a rascal."
Song Qingshu pulled her into his arms, feeling her warm and soft waist, and said with a smile: "Because a rascal is my nature. If I wasn't a rascal, how could I taste the taste of sister?"
Chen Yuanyuan's face turned red when she heard this, and she lightly spat, then struggled out of his arms: "Don't talk nonsense so early in the morning, Minister Han is still waiting for you. Hurry up and eat, then leave early."
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