"Okay!" Song Qingshu couldn't have asked for more, straightforwardly agreed. ()
"You lie down obediently … Hey, why are you taking off your clothes?" Shuang'er exclaimed, worried that Taohong and Liulu outside would be alarmed, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
Looking at her green and supple fingers under the candlelight, Song Qingshu couldn't help but stretch out his hand to stroke them.
"Madam, what happened?" At this time, Taohong's voice came from outside, and from the sound of footsteps, it seemed that she was coming inside.
Shuang'er turned pale with fright, if she saw Song Qingshu on her bed, she wouldn't have the face to see anyone. In a moment of desperation, she pressed down on Song Qingshu's head and stuffed him into the quilt.
Song QingShu was quite cooperative. Smelling the fragrance in the quilt, which was like orchid but not orchid, and feeling the heat coming from Shuang 'er's delicate body, his mischievous heart rose, and he stretched out his paw …
"Nothing, Taohong, you go down." Shuang'er tightly grabbed the quilt, nervously looking at Taohong who was standing at the door and lifting the curtain. Suddenly feeling Song Qingshu's movement, her whole body tightened, and she almost cried out.
"Yes, Madam, if there's anything, just call us." Taohong puzzledly looked at Shuang'er's bed, feeling that there was something strange, but since the master ordered her to go down, she couldn't ask anything.
Seeing Taohong put down the curtain, Shuang'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, blushing, she pulled the bastard man out of the quilt. Looking at Song Qingshu's infatuated expression, she was ashamed and angry: "Have you played enough?"
"Of course not." After unremitting efforts, Shuang'er was now half undressed, her beautiful hair was disheveled, and her breathing became heavy. Song Qingshu looked at the result of the battle in front of him with satisfaction.
"Taohong and the others are still outside." Shuang'er secretly exclaimed, while resisting Song Qingshu's perverted hands, she lowered her voice and warned.
"It doesn't matter," Song Qingshu revealed a secretive smile, moved closer to Shuang'er's ear and blew a breath of hot air, "And it's more exciting this way."
Not knowing if her ears were sensitive, or if she understood Song Qingshu's meaning, Shuang'er only felt her heartstrings tremble, unexpectedly having an inexplicable feeling.
With a mischievous smile Song QingShu said, "Shuang 'er, your acupoint sealing technique is quite accomplished. Let us see, in bed, whether your Sleeve Finger is more powerful or my Dragon Claw is more powerful."
Among all the heroes in the world, if Song QingShu were to fight while standing, he would probably be ranked in the top ten. If he were to fight while sitting, he would probably not be able to enter the top ten. However, if Song QingShu claimed to be second in bed, no one would dare to claim to be first.
Shuang'er was a weak woman, her martial art skill was far weaker than Song Qingshu's, even if her real martial art skill was almost the same as the opponent's, once they were on the bed, once her body was touched by his unique Dragon Claw, perhaps all her martial art skill would be gone by seventy to eighty percent.
"I don't want to fight, you … dirty." Shuang'er lightly clenched her pearly white teeth and spat.
"How can a man and a woman's lovemaking be considered dirty?" Song Qingshu saw she had given up resisting, how could he not take advantage of the victory to pursue.
Shuang'er blushed, silently letting him untie her clothes. She had just felt a chill on her chest, and very quickly a pair of scorching hot lips pressed against it.
Looking outside worriedly, Shuang'er tightly guarded the last line of defense, resolutely said: "I can only let you have it so easy, if … if I do that, Taohong, Liulu will definitely find out."
Looking at her shy appearance of wanting to refuse but also welcoming, Song Qingshu only felt his whole body was extremely hot and dry; he did not have the heart to use force on Shuang'er, he could not help coaxing and pestering her, "Good Shuang'er, look at me now, have pity on me. I promise I will be gentle, won't it be better if you don't make any noise later? "
From the corner of her eyes, Shuang'er saw something that made her blush to her ears; she unconsciously muttered, "When the time comes, I won't be able to hold myself back."
Seeing her softening her tone, Song Qingshu could not help but was overjoyed; hastily he said, "Good Shuang'er, don't worry, even if you accidentally make any noise and draw them in, with my agility, before they can see clearly, I have already sealed their sleeping acupoints, I guarantee they won't find out."
"Then you go and seal them now." Finished speaking, Shuang'er shyly buried her head in the quilt.
Seeing her hands were not so guarded anymore, Song Qingshu knew in her heart that she had already agreed; how could he bear to leave the quilt and go out? He directly turned over and pressed down on her.
With a soft moan, Shuang'er's whole body trembled. Song Qingshu let out a long sigh and said ruefully, "Good Shuang'er, why are you always so slippery?"
Naturally Shuang'er knew he was not praising her skin; her pair of beautiful eyes could not help but roll her eyes at him. She bit her lips, resisting the feeling that was assaulting her body, resisting with great difficulty not to make any noise.
Although Song Qingshu's words were very bold, if he really lured the two girls outside into the room, it would be meaningless. Moreover, he would run the risk of not being able to get close to Shuang'er in the future; therefore, he deliberately made his movements gentle and slow, to avoid making any creaking sounds on the bed.
After a while, the originally tranquil room was filled with a trace of soft gasping and obviously suppressed moaning. Song Qingshu kissed Shuang'er's cheek, his voice became somewhat hoarse, "Shuang'er, do you know how seductive your nasal voice is?"
"You scoundrel, you've caused my death." Only now did Shuang'er notice that she had unknowingly made a sound. Seeing that there was no movement in the outer hall, she let out a sigh of relief.
"In the future, arrange for the two of them to live in another room." Song Qingshu clearly understood that this was only the rule of the wealthy families in the capital. The young miss and madam lived in the inner bedroom, the servant girls and old women lived in the outer bedroom. If the master had any orders, he only needed to shout and the servants would be woken up. However, this rule really could not be used against Song Qingshu in the future to steal beauties and jade.
"Their relationship with me has always been very good. If I rashly ask them to move to another room, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion." Shuang'er finally had a trace of reason left in her mind. She knew that if there were no two servant girls guarding outside, in the future, when Song Qingshu did things, he might not have any scruples, and she would suffer a bit.
"You won't let them move?" Being seen through by the other party, Song Qingshu became somewhat angry out of humiliation. "Fine, I'll let them see their master's appearance."
Finished speaking, he lowered his waist, and the range of his movements clearly increased. Shuang'er understood that Song Qingshu wanted to force her to speak so that she would agree to his conditions. However, she understood that she was a married woman. Occasionally being like this with him was already taking an enormous risk. If they were to interact for a long time without restraint, their adultery would eventually be exposed, and that was something Shuang'er didn't want to see.
She tried to twist her body, but Shuang'er dejectedly gave up struggling. Her vital parts were restrained, and her entire body couldn't exert any strength. With great difficulty, she finally exerted some strength, but in the end, the other party was still the one who benefited. He made it seem like she was coquettishly catering to him. The strange stimulation coming from her body scared Shuang'er so much that she immediately stopped moving. However, right now, the man on top of her didn't have tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex. He only knew how to continuously gallop and demand.
Shuang'er didn't want to agree to Song Qingshu's conditions, but she also understood that she couldn't hold back any longer and was about to make a sound. She could only put her arm in her mouth. As soon as she felt that she couldn't take it anymore, she ruthlessly bit down.
Song Qingshu very quickly noticed her abnormality. Looking at the circle of red teeth marks on her snow-white arm, he couldn't help but feel a burst of heartache. He hurriedly took out her hand. "If you want to bite me, then bite me." Finished speaking, he put his arm into Shuang'er's sandalwood mouth.
Shuang'er was already somewhat angry with Song Qingshu. Seeing him deliver himself to her door, she ruthlessly bit down.
"Hiss ~" Song Qingshu sucked in a breath of cold air. His movements couldn't help but slow down. "You're really heartless."
"Not as heartless as you," Shuang'er said hatefully. "Finding ways to torture others."
"If you want to bite me, then bite me." Song Qingshu's stubbornness rose. Ignoring the strength of her bite, he also used more and more strength.
Shuang'er used all her strength to bite a few times. Seeing that he didn't show the slightest sign of loosening up, her heart was filled with anger and pity. She quietly asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. Bite me all you want," Song Qingshu replied with a straight face.
In the end, Shuang'er still couldn't bear to bite him with all her strength. Only when she really couldn't bear it would she symbolically bite him. After biting, she was afraid that she would hurt him, so she promptly stuck out her little fragrant tongue and licked his wound.
Noticing her considerate action, a strong feeling of friendship emerged in Song Qingshu's heart. He hugged her and said, "Good Shuang'er, I won't force you." After saying that, his movements also became gentle.
Shuang'er had long been moved. Feeling Song Qingshu's pity for her, she unprecedentedly twisted her waist to cater to the man's movements.
The drizzle and the cool breeze were still soul-stirring …
In the end, the two of them tightly hugged each other. Noticing that Song Qingshu seemed to want to hug her to sleep, Shuang'er forced her eyelids open and shook the man next to her. "Song Dage, you can't sleep here."
Opening his eyes, Song Qingshu sighed. He didn't want Shuang'er to be afraid, so he nodded and said, "I'll lie down for the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn. We'll talk, then I'll leave."
"En." Shuang'er changed to a more comfortable position and pressed her face against his chest. "Song Dage, last time you gave me two copies of the 'Forty-two-chapter Sutra'. I've already taken out the pieces of sheepskin and pieced them together with the map from before."
"Really?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. "Shuang'er is really clever and dexterous. Quickly, let me have a look."
"Just now, you took off my clothes so frequently, didn't you notice the treasure map?" Shuang'er snorted delicately. She picked up the underwear scattered at the foot of the bed and handed it to Song Qingshu.
"In my eyes, Shuang'er's body is naturally much more attractive than any treasure map." Song Qingshu hugged Shuang'er's forehead and kissed her.
"You only know how to make me happy." Shuang'er clearly knew that these were just words of love, but she still felt indescribably moved.
Song Qingshu spread out the underwear and looked at it attentively. After a while, he returned the underwear to Shuang'er's hands. "Shuang'er, Xiaobao has always been searching for the secret of the Forty-two-chapter Sutra. Tomorrow, we'll go to Brother Wei's grave together and cremate this complete treasure map for him. It can also be considered as fulfilling one of his wishes, okay?"
Lying in another man's embrace and discussing Wei Xiaobao, Shuang'er felt it was a little strange. However, she still nodded and said, "Song Dage is considerate. Xiaobao must be very happy." She paused and looked at Song Qingshu with some doubt. "You don't want this treasure map anymore?"
Nodding his head, Song Qingshu smiled. "It's all recorded here."
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