After the clouds disappeared, Zhu Xiaoxiao's face was tightly pressed against Song Qingshu's chest, and she said with a slight resentment, "Song Qingshu, are you satisfied now?"
A young girl's unique sensitivity allowed her to easily guess her lover's thoughts. The reason why Song QingShu was so eager to do that kind of thing with her so soon after they met was indeed because he was full of doubts and wanted to use this opportunity to test her.
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and the hand holding her tightened, "I'm sorry that you saw through me."
"That's good, at least it dispels the gap between us." Zhu Xiaoxiao suddenly lowered her head shyly, "Besides … it doesn't feel that bad."
"Just not that bad?" Song Qingshu teased her with a smirk.
"It's not bad." Zhu Yanxi chuckled as she dodged.
"Just not bad …" Song Qingshu pretended to show a disappointed expression.
"You're deliberately bullying me." Zhu Xiaoxiao was slightly annoyed, but she was worried that she would disappoint him, so she suddenly became a little bashful, and her voice was almost inaudible, "I like it very much."
Noticing that Zhu Xiaoxiao's originally white face was dyed with a layer of passionate blush, Song Qingshu was suddenly tempted.
Noticing the change in his body, Zhu Xiaoxiao's face became even redder, and she said insincerely, "Didn't you just promise me to find Shui Jian with you?"
"It's still early, it's not too late to go later." Song Qingshu said perfunctorily, and soon his body pressed on top of hers again.
"Why are you so shameless?" Zhu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him with a slightly annoyed voice, but she still subconsciously opened her legs and welcomed the man on top of her.
Feeling these subtle movements of hers, Song Qingshu was secretly moved. A woman may lie with her mouth, but her body's reaction could not be faked.
Song Qingshu only felt that everything was so wonderful when he thought about her noble identity with a girl who loved him wholeheartedly.
"I can't take it anymore … I can't take it anymore … Song Lang … Don't bully me like this …" Not long after, Zhu Yue's sobbing voice sounded intermittently in the room.
At this moment, Zhu Xiaoyi's voice was like the voice of a fairy. Song Qingshu pitifully stopped his movement and gently kissed her forehead.
A moment later, Zhu Xiaoyan finally came to herself. She moved her body slightly, and immediately, she could clearly feel the scorching heat coming from Song QingShu. The feeling of touch made her soul shudder, and her entire body trembled unconsciously.
Zhu Yaoyao looked at the man in front of her, whom she had entrusted her life to. She raised her hand and gently stroked Song Qingshu's cheek. "All the men I've met before are modest gentlemen. How could I have known that I would meet a devil like you? What a scoundrel."
"Then, my dear Ninth Princess, do you prefer a gentleman or a scoundrel?" Song Qingshu tilted his head and put her finger in his mouth.
"Normally, of course I like a gentleman." Zhu Xiaoyi gently pulled her finger out and tilted her head slightly to the side. "But at times like this, I prefer a scoundrel."
Song Qingshu's heart swayed when he saw the trace of charm inadvertently revealed in her eyes. He could not help but ask, "Are you okay now?"
"Yes." Zhu Xiaoyi nodded slightly. "You … can move now."
Seeing that she tilted her head to the side, Song Qingshu held her snow-white shoulder and turned her back to him. Under her puzzled eyes, Song Qingshu leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to teach you a set of peerless martial arts now."
"What kind of martial arts?" Zhu Xiaoyi felt a little resentful. How could she be in the mood to learn martial arts at this time?
"This was created by an expert named You Ba. It's called the 'Eighteen Forms of Subduing Phoenix' …"
On the way to Shui Jian's mountain camp, Zhu Xiaoyi had not fully recovered. From time to time, she would secretly look at the man beside her. Her cheeks were bright red, and she thought bitterly in her heart, "Song Qingshu is really too bad. He actually made me serve him in such a shameful position just now. He said that there are still seventeen forms that haven't been used … That You Ba must be a bastard."
"Is there something on my face? A 'Jiu, why do you keep staring at me?" Of course, Song Qingshu knew why, but seeing Zhu Xiaoyi's shy appearance, he wanted to tease her.
"If I knew you were so bad, I wouldn't have foolishly offered myself to you." Zhu Xiaoyi still felt that her legs were a little weak. She touched her burning cheeks and could not help but pout. "How can I meet people like this? Why don't you go find Shui Jian yourself?"
"I want to see what my A 'Jiu looks like now." Song Qingshu held her shoulder in a serious manner and looked her up and down. "Well, you're bright and moving. You'll definitely charm a lot of people later."
Although she knew that he was teasing her, Zhu Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little sweet to be praised by her lover. She quickly took out a layer of veil from her lapel and covered her face. "I don't care. I don't want others to see me like this."
"I'm reluctant to let you go." Song Qingshu laughed and walked forward with his arm around her waist.
"Oh, let go of your hand. What if someone sees it?" Zhu Xiaoyi suddenly became anxious and quickly tried to push his hand away.
"If someone sees it, then so be it. With our relationship, what's wrong with hugging your waist? What's more, in my hometown, couples go shopping intimately like this. "Song Qingshu said indifferently.
"There's no such custom in Mount Wudang." Zhu Xiaoyi couldn't help but murmur. Since she decided to marry Song Qingshu, she had investigated a lot about her lover. It was no exaggeration to say that she knew a little bit about Song Qingshu's childhood.
"Song, how do you want people to call Sect Leader Zhou in the future?" Although her tone was joking, Zhu Xiaoyi looked very nervous.
She didn't rashly call Zhou Zhiruo younger sister, nor did she want to call her elder sister. As a princess of a country, she was used to the intrigue between the imperial concubines in the harem. She understood that only the concubines with higher status could call her elder sister. For example, when a concubine met the empress, even if she was older than the empress, she could only call the empress elder sister and never younger sister.
With Zhu Xiaoyi's identity, she naturally didn't want to be a concubine, but Song Qingshu was already married. When she found out about this, her heart was almost broken. Fortunately, she found out that the relationship between the couple seemed to be a little abnormal.
According to the rumors in Jianghu, the person Zhou Zhiruo loved seemed to be Zhang Wuji.
At that time, Zhu Yue immediately understood why Song QingShu would look disgusted whenever she mentioned Zhang Wuji during the days she had been in contact with him.
This was also the reason why Zhu Xiaoyi had so decisively asked to resign from the Ming Clan's Holy Maiden. Years ago, when she fought with Xia Qingqing over Yuan Chengzhi, she chose to give up. After that, in the dead of night, she often regretted it. Therefore, when she met Song Qingshu later, she secretly made up her mind not to make the same mistake again.
Since Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji were entangled, she immediately drew a clear line with Zhang Wuji and even the Ming Dynasty, forming a sharp contrast with Zhou Zhiruo.
When a woman faced a rival in love, the most innocent ninth princess couldn't help but use a little trick.
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