"Why would I let you suffer? If I can marry you, of course, it won't be as a concubine, but … but …" Song Qingshu suddenly recalled Zhou Zhiruo's mournful eyes as she lay on the bed and suddenly realized that he couldn't say the rest of his words.
Icy Snow seemed to know what he wanted to say. She pressed her slender fingers on his lips and said softly, "Don't say anything unfaithful. Sister Zhou is also a pitiful person. Besides, my identity is awkward, and I've never thought of staying with you forever. I'll be satisfied as long as you can accompany me when I miss you. "
"You know I don't care about your identity." Song Qingshu grabbed her hand and felt that it was soft and smooth. His heart skipped a beat and he looked at her sincerely.
Icy Snow smiled faintly. "But others will care, especially after Fei 'er learns about it. How will he view you, his sworn brother back then?"
Song Qingshu looked depressed and hurriedly corrected, "That time, it was Phère who took his father's place to become sworn brothers with me, not him."
Icy Snow's face was full of smiles. "Aiya, since I'm not ready yet, it's better to keep our relationship a secret." Seeing the embarrassed expression on Song Qingshu's face, Icy Snow snapped, "I'm obviously the one who suffered a loss, alright? I let you take advantage of me and you don't need to take responsibility. Why are you so unhappy? "
"That's because you love me." Song Qingshu wrapped his arms around Icy Snow's waist and moved his lips closer to her snow-white face.
"Aiya." Icy Snow dodged and pursed her lips, pretending to be angry. "Don't call me that."
"But you clearly liked it a lot just now." Song Qingshu didn't mind and kissed her wantonly.
"Just now was just now. Now is … now." Icy Snow pursed her lips tightly and her voice seemed to be trembling.
"It's almost time." Song Qingshu pinched Icy Snow's smooth shoulders and gently pulled her into his arms.
"It's almost dawn." Although Icy Snow had just been intimate with him, she still wasn't used to their relationship. Women's natural shyness made her subconsciously bashful.
Song Qingshu looked out of the window and shook his head. "It's not bright yet."
"You're lying through your teeth." Icy Snow also took a glance, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks as she spat inwardly. Sensing that Song Qingshu was on top of her, Icy Snow's heart skipped a beat. She felt weak all over. She stretched out her snow-white arms and hugged the man on top of her.
Previously, Icy Snow allowed Song Qingshu to do whatever he wanted out of shyness. However, she wasn't a little girl who didn't know the ways of the world after all. Under the dark desire, she gently swayed her soft waist, trying her best to match the man's movements.
Feeling Icy Snow's response, Song Qingshu enjoyed endless tenderness, but he still wasn't satisfied. He leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear.
Icy Snow's starry eyes were half-closed as she laid there lazily. When she heard his words, she gritted her teeth and said angrily, "What do you take me for?"
Song Qingshu knew that she wasn't really angry, so he quickly whispered a few more words in her ear.
Icy Snow was dubious. "Really?"
"Of course. You'll know once you try," Song Qingshu assured her.
Icy Snow's skin was dyed with a layer of enchanting rose red. She was in a daze. After being repeatedly seduced by Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but show a hint of desire on her face. However, she quickly frowned and said, "But I don't know … I've never done that before."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. If he wasn't familiar with Icy Snow's character, he would have suspected that she was deliberately seducing him. Seeing that even though Icy Snow's hair was disheveled, her brows were still as pure as usual, he was already convinced. He said complacently, "Big Brother Hu is born with integrity, so he probably doesn't know how to play tricks. Now, it's my turn."
Fortunately, he was still rational and didn't voice out his thoughts. Otherwise, Icy Snow would have kicked him off the bed out of embarrassment.
Under Song Qingshu's encouraging gaze, Icy Snow hesitated for a moment. Eventually, she couldn't resist his ardent gaze and turned her back shyly.
"This is so embarrassing!" Icy Snow quickly regretted it. Just as she was about to lie back down, Song Qingshu held her waist and moved closer.
Icy Snow let out a muffled groan. After tasting the sweetness for the first time, she was actually looking forward to it. She laid there quietly with a blushing face.
"Sister-in-law, your waist is so soft. Few women can bend their waist to such an angle." Song Qingshu couldn't stop praising.
"This little bastard is comparing himself with other women." The resentment that rose in Icy Snow's heart was dispersed by the gentleness of the man behind her. "This feeling is indeed … He didn't lie to me just now."
Icy Snow's expression soon became cheerful and sweet. She didn't want to say another word.
The next day, when the sun was high up in the sky, the two of them walked side by side on the official road.
Icy Snow suddenly staggered and almost fell. As soon as she steadied herself, she pushed away Song Qingshu, who came to support her, and said angrily, "It's all your fault. My legs are still a little wobbly and I feel like I'm floating when I walk."
Recalling the charming scene yesterday, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He stretched out his hand and said, "Why don't I carry you?"
Icy Snow was startled. She looked around guiltily and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that no one noticed. Then, her face sank and she glared at Song Qingshu. "I told you not to be too intimate in public."
"Okay, okay, okay." Song Qingshu knew that she had always been thin-skinned, so he nodded with a smile.
Icy Snow blushed and sighed faintly. "Sigh, I lost my mind last night and actually did something that betrayed Big Brother Hu. If Big Brother Hu can see me from Heaven, I really won't have the face to see him. "
Song QingShu understood her feelings, but he didn't try to comfort her. Suddenly, he had an idea. He took out a mask from his bosom and handed it to her. He said with a smile, "Will you feel better if you cover your face with this?"
Looking at the silvery-white mask in front of her, Icy Snow didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But she suddenly remembered that she might meet a lot of acquaintances in the next few days and it would be more convenient to cover her face. Thus, she took the mask and put it on.
"Sister-in-law, even if you cover your beautiful face, it's still hard to hide your graceful bearing. You're really captivating." Song Qingshu sized her up and praised sincerely.
Icy Snow was a little happy to be praised by her lover. "No, you have to wear it too. Otherwise, it will feel weird for me to wear this ghost mask alone."
"I've meticulously crafted this mask, and it's entirely made to look cool and awkward. It can't be this ugly, right?" Song Qingshu was depressed. He was used to seeing Zorro, Batman, and the like wearing masks to look cool in movies and TV shows in his previous life. He couldn't forget about it after he came to this world. He thought that his current appearance was pretty good. Even if it couldn't reach the effect of Yang Guo removing his lower body in front of Guo Xiang 16 years later in 'The Return of the Condor Heroes', it shouldn't be a problem to deceive ordinary young ladies.
I wonder what the fate of that pair of ill-fated lovebirds is like in this world?
Song Qingshu was suddenly stunned. Too many things had happened to him in the past two years. He actually didn't have the time to investigate the progress of the plot of 'The Return of the Condor Heroes'.
I wonder if Yang Guo has lost his arm? Song Qingshu fell into deep thought.
Whether Yang Guo lost his arm or not had nothing to do with Song Qingshu. He was only concerned about whether the Dragon Knight's plot took place. If Yang Guo had lost his arm, then the two of them must have come down from Mount Zhongnan, which proved that the scene that left a shadow in the hearts of countless young men had already happened.
If Yang Guo didn't lose his arm, then Xiao Long Nu might still have a chance to keep her chastity.
"The first thing people do when they transmigrate is to go to Mount Zhongnan to look for Xiao Long Nu, who is said to be extraordinarily beautiful. If they meet an upright person, they will save her from Yin Zhiping. If they meet a despicable person, they will choose to knock Yin Zhiping out and do it themselves … Why did I forget to go to Mount Zhongnan?" Song Qingshu criticized in his mind.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Seeing his strange expression, Icy Snow asked curiously.
"Nothing," Song Qingshu smiled and returned from his daydream. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "What did you call me?"
Icy Snow knew what he was thinking and said angrily, "You promised me that we would still address each other as uncle and sister-in-law."
"I didn't say anything," Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "I was just worried that you would feel uncomfortable if you called me that."
Icy Snow blushed and said, "It's a little weird."
Song QingShu laughed smugly, and Icy Snow quickly chased after him. Song Qingshu's Lightness Skill was outstanding, so he wouldn't let her catch him. However, to tease Icy Snow, he deliberately slowed down his pace. The Ancient Tomb Sect had always been known for their Lightness Skill. Icy Snow knew that Song Qingshu was teasing her, but she was indignant and chased after him with her Lightness Skill. Every time she was about to catch Song Qingshu, he would escape. She couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger.
Icy Snow wasn't really angry, but it was as if she had returned to the days when she was a young girl, so she enjoyed the relaxing chase.
The two joked and joked along the way. Soon, they left the Jin Kingdom's sphere of influence and entered Shandong.
"Sister-in-law, let's find a restaurant to eat something," said Song Qingshu worriedly when he saw Icy Snow's temples dripping with sweat.
"Okay." Icy Snow also felt a little tired and nodded.
When the two walked into a restaurant, Song Qingshu gasped. This place had always been a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Wuxia novels were not deceiving.
Most of the people in the restaurant were martial artists, probably because the Golden Snake Camp had recently sent out hero invitations. However, the most eye-catching people were two groups of people.
One group sat in a private room on the east side, surrounded by a circle of strong warriors and a circle of eight archers. They scanned the people entering and leaving the restaurant with keen eyes.
At the table in the middle sat a beautiful and charming young girl. Opposite her was a graceful woman. They were his old acquaintances, Zhao Min and Princess Huazheng.
Song Qingshu curiously sized up the people around her. He found that apart from Jinlun Fawang and the Xuanming Elders, Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were missing. However, there was an itinerant monk and a green-robed old man.
"Could it be that Fan Yao, the Right Emissary of Light, disguised as Ku Toutuo? Could it be that Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji have reconciled? "Song Qingshu's heart sank, but he quickly shook his head, knowing that he was overthinking.
Although Fan Yao was the Right Emissary of Light of the Ming Dynasty and was also a first-class expert in Jianghu, he was still a long way from being a real top-notch expert. However, this itinerant monk had the demeanor of a grandmaster. His imposing manner was not inferior to Jinlun Fawang. As for the green-robed old man, he was expressionless, making people feel that he was unfathomable. Even the Xuanming Elders stood respectfully behind him.
"Hey, the Xuanming Elders are already among the top experts in Jianghu when they join forces. Even Jinlun Fawang may not be taken seriously by them. Who is this green-robed man? How can he make them so obedient?" Song Qingshu was shocked.
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