"How dare you, you dare to make a joke about benfuren!" Su Quan suddenly pulled a long face.
"Furen, don't misunderstand," Although Fang Yi had gotten close to Song Qingshu, Su Quan's long-standing prestige was still there, so she quickly explained, "What I mean is that with Furen's means, you don't really need to let Song Qingshu take advantage of you to achieve your goal." Shen Long Jiao's followers privately said that Su Quan was like the fox spirit in the Strange Stories, that she knew magic. Fang Yi was dubious about this, so she took the opportunity to test her.
"This is also a way." Su Quan nodded. In fact, she had thought of doing it herself at first, but she was worried that Song Qingshu's martial arts were too high. If she didn't control the heat well, she wouldn't even be able to resist when he used force, so she hesitated.
Fang Yi was shocked, and secretly thought that she had to find a chance to remind Song Qingshu, so that he wouldn't fall into her trap.
"Are you sure that Song Qingshu has been seduced by you to the point that he can't control himself?" Su Quan thought about it and decided to confirm it again.
"En." Fang Yi pretended to nod shyly, but in her heart, she was thinking: more than can't control himself …
"Well, I'll let you see benfuren's power." Su Quan snorted, a trace of confidence appeared on her face, and as soon as she finished speaking, she walked out.
"Furen, do you plan to go now?" Fang Yi secretly complained. On one hand, she was worried that Su Quan would see the messy battlefield, and on the other hand, she didn't have time to remind Song Qingshu. If he was unprepared and fell into Su Quan's trap, then it would be over.
"Is there a problem?" Su Quan suspiciously stared at her, "With your foreshadowing, the rest of the matter is simply a piece of cake for benfuren." Su Quan was very confident in her skills. For many years, except for some old followers, there wasn't a man who wasn't played by her in the palm of her hand.
"No problem, I wish Furen success." Fang Yi quickly replied.
"Strange, after you came back, there was something wrong." Su Quan frowned. She couldn't think of a reason. Although she had a bad premonition, this was a rare opportunity. Su Quan really didn't want to give up.
Watching Su Quan's figure disappear at the door, Fang Yi muttered to herself, "Brother Song, I hope you're really a gentleman … Even if you're not, just now … after doing that twice, you should be out of energy by now."
While Fang Yi was worrying about her gains and losses, Su Quan had already gently knocked on Song Qingshu's door. Song Qingshu, who was refining his True Qi, opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes. Why did Fang Yi come back so soon?
"Lord Song, are you asleep?" Suddenly, a sweet female voice came from outside the door.
Hearing this, Song Qingshu trembled. Fortunately, his surname wasn't Ximen. He quickly got up and opened the door. Looking at the beautiful woman standing at the door, he couldn't help but wryly smiled: "Why did Furen come to look for Song Mou so late at night?"
Seeing Song Qingshu opened the door so quickly, Su Quan was happy in her heart. Since he chose to open the door, it seems his heart must be somewhat restless … But she didn't know that Song Qingshu, as a modern man, didn't have any barrier between men and women. In ancient times, a woman coming to look for him in the middle of the night was a taboo, but for Song Qingshu, it was normal.
"Outside? It's cold outside, Lord Song, don't you want to invite me in to sit? " Su Quan said as she crossed her arms. Her delicate body shivered without a trace, as if she was a delicate young lady in her boudoir.
"Could it be that Fang Yi has been exposed?" Song Qingshu secretly thought, "But looking at her, it doesn't seem like it."
"What are you saying, Madam? Please come in." Song QingShu stepped aside and welcomed her in.
After entering the room, Su Quan seemed to have returned to her own room. Looking here and there, she was completely not as cautious as Fang Yi. Seeing Song Qingshu's puzzled expression, she sweetly smiled, revealing a faintly discernible dimple at the corner of her lips: "I came over to see what the stone-hearted Lord Song is doing by himself. He actually has the heart to reject the beautiful Miss Fang."
The dimple at the corner of Su Quan's lips was very shallow. Only when she smiled would it reveal a trace, and it was only on the left side. If the two of them weren't so close, it would be very difficult for Song Qingshu to discover it. Suddenly hearing Su Quan's words, Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "You sent Miss Fang over?"
"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to sleep alone. Seeing that Miss Fang's appearance and figure are both first-rate, I sent her over to serve Lord Song. Who would have thought that you would be so heartless. You don't know how heartbroken Miss Fang was when she returned to her room." Su Quan clicked her tongue and sighed as if she was criticizing a heartless man.
Song Qingshu secretly praised Fang Yi's good acting skills, but his expression was still very innocent: "Furen, aren't you harming me? Miss Fang is a married woman."
"Isn't this better? Lord Song won't take responsibility for the problem of her chastity. Besides, her husband is already dead." Su Quan looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.
"What a coincidence, comrade!" Hearing this, Song Qingshu was secretly happy and instinctively replied, "Isn't Furen also a married woman?"
"Uh," Su Quan didn't expect to invite trouble for herself. Her cheeks blushed and she smiled tenderly: "Lord Song is really courageous. You even dare to take advantage of this Furen."
"Since Cult Leader Hong doesn't want to take advantage of such a white and tender tofu, this one is naturally willing to do my best." Song Qingshu's words had a double meaning.
Hearing this, Su Quan's heart swayed, but she wasn't angry. Seeing that Song Qingshu was flirting with her many times, she instead became a little more excited. It turned out that this technique of hers wasn't omnipotent. Before casting the technique, she first needed to seduce the other party's mind and soul, and then take advantage of the moment when the other party's mind revealed a trace of a gap, she would then take advantage of the gap and use the technique to control the other party.
Su Quan smiled coquettishly and spun around a few times. She took the opportunity to keep a distance from Song QingShu. "I came here today not only to defend Miss Fang's injustice, but also to ask you something."
"Furen, please ask. This one will definitely tell you everything I know." As Song Qingshu smiled, he added a 'as if' in his heart.
Su Quan didn't answer immediately. Instead, she casually picked up the teacup on the table and poured a cup of water. She brought it to her mouth and took a small sip. Her rosy lips and the white teacup formed a strong visual impact.
Song Qingshu's mouth and tongue were a little parched, his heart was already in turmoil. 'My goodness, in psychology, this should be called sexual innuendo … Looks like the technique of seduction is indeed a science. Hey, seductress, what other tricks do you have? Do not hesitate to use them.'
The slight movement of Song Qingshu's throat couldn't escape Su Quan's eyes. She was very satisfied with Song Qingshu's current reaction. She paced around the room in small steps as if there was something difficult to say. "Earlier, Lord Song mentioned … mentioned that Cult Leader's kung fu needs a preceptor …" Halfway through her sentence, Su Quan blushed and was unwilling to speak anymore.
"It's just a few words, is there a need to lean on my bed shyly? And the topic is so suggestive … "Song Qingshu couldn't help but criticize. If he didn't know how powerful Su Quan was in the original work, he was afraid that he would have been deceived by her Oscar -winning performance.
"This kind of thing, as the person involved, Madam, you should be the clearest about it." Song Qingshu didn't directly answer. Instead, he smiled at her maliciously.
"I've already given you such an obvious hint. Why don't you take the initiative?" Su Quan was secretly angry. She saw that Song Qingshu was not like other men and seemed to be so easy to deal with. "Fine, if I don't tame you into a loyal dog under my skirt, I, Su Quan, will change my surname to yours!"
Su Quan's fighting spirit was ignited. What she needed was the moment when Song Qingshu's mind was lost, so she continued to tease Song Qingshu. "I'm a girl, how can I say this kind of thing? I just want to ask if Lord Song has any solution?"
"Cult Leader's wife, I have a poem here. It should be helpful for your situation," Song Qingshu answered.
"Oh? I didn't know that Lord Song is not only skilled in martial arts, but also knows how to recite poems. You are indeed skilled in both the pen and the sword. " A trace of surprise appeared in Su Quan's beautiful eyes. It should be known that there weren't many people in Jianghu who understood poetry, not to mention a high-level skill like reciting poems.
"What's so difficult about reciting poems? What I'm best at is making the quilt wet." Song Qingshu told a cold joke from his previous life. Seeing Su Quan's confused expression, he couldn't help but feel a little bored. He continued to say, "Madam, listen carefully. This lady has an acre of land that has been left uncultivated for eighteen years. If we don't have enough to eat at home, we can go to other families to freeload."
Su Quan's face suddenly became very interesting. One moment it was red, the next moment it was green, but it wasn't good for her to flare up. She could only smile awkwardly. "I really overestimated Lord Song. Lord Song's masterpiece doesn't rhyme at all. It's hard to say that it's a limerick."
Who knew that Song Qingshu didn't care at all. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Rhyme is just a small trick of the literati. Madam, what do you think of this poem again?" After saying that, he didn't wait for Su Quan to respond. He continued, "The sun rises and shines brilliantly. Thousands of mountains and rivers are like fire. In an instant, the sun rises to the sky, chasing away the stars and chasing away the moon."
Su Quan originally wanted to take the opportunity to praise him, but after being teased by him just now, she really couldn't take it anymore. She thought that this poem was written by Song Qingshu, so she directly expressed her feelings. Her tone was rather sarcastic. "The words are vulgar, and it doesn't rhyme at all. It can't be considered a good poem."
Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan with a strange expression. He had an expression that said "I knew you would say that". "This poem was written by the Northern Song Dynasty's founding emperor, Zhao Kuangyin. From a poetic point of view, it's indeed not very good. But what I value more is the atmosphere revealed between the lines. So rhyme and flowery words are just small tricks. The meaning expressed by the poem itself is what's more precious. "
Su Quan was secretly shocked. Song Qingshu actually compared himself to the Emperor. It seemed that he was destined to be someone extraordinary …
Song Qingshu didn't know that his casual words would make the superstitious ancient people think so much. Seeing Su Quan's blank expression, he opened his mouth and said with a smile, "Now, what do you think of my poem just now, Madam? I think it's vivid and appropriate."
Su Quan suppressed her anger and leaned toward Song Qingshu. She smiled tenderly and said, "Why? Lord Song is considerate of me. Are you planning to let me freeload some food?"
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