"Hey, A 'Jiu, what should we do if you leave?" Xia Qingqing reacted quickly and grabbed Zhu Yuai, who was running out. Among the three women, only A 'Jiu had seen the method of Dual Cultivation. If only she and Zhou Zhiruo were left, they could only stare at each other.
Being pulled back by Xia Qingqing, Zhu Yuai's face turned red and she murmured, "Just do what you usually do with him. The True Qi in his body will automatically operate."
At this time, Zhu Yuai cursed Song Qingshu to death in her heart. She thought, "It's better if you pretend to faint and leave me here to lose face." She wanted to reveal the truth, but she was worried that the other two women would get angry and leave. She could not save Song Qingshu herself.
"I see." Xia Qingqing was also a little embarrassed. "A 'Jiu, you should stay here. If anything happens, you will be safer."
On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red and white. The relationship between her and Song Qingshu was not to be known to others. Previously, she had been intimate with Song Qingshu several times by chance and had no choice. Now that she was asked to sleep with him, how could she put down her pride?
"Sect Leader Zhou, you do it." Xia Qingqing's tone was a little shy. After all, she was Mrs. Yuan in name. With two real women, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo, she was too embarrassed to intervene.
Zhou Zhiruo awkwardly stared blankly and quickly said, "You do it. I'll protect you."
Xia Qingqing was speechless. She did not need protection for this kind of thing!
"Sister Zhou, you are Brother Song's wife after all." Seeing that Xia Qingqing was in a dilemma, Zhu Yuai could not help but help her out.
Seeing the two women looking at her eagerly, Zhou Zhiruo wanted to cry but had no tears, but she was too embarrassed to say that she and Song Qingshu were actually husband and wife in name.
How could Zhou Zhiruo make up her mind when she thought about how she had to offer herself in front of other women? She wanted to leave, but when she saw Song QingShu lying on the bed with a deathly pale complexion, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Zhou Zhiruo sighed faintly and said, "Let's not decline each other. His injuries are too severe, and it's beyond my power to heal him alone. Let's help him heal together."
Zhou Zhiruo thought it through clearly. Rather than doing the deed of husband and wife with Song QingShu in front of the two women, it would be better for everyone to do it together. This way, it would be fair for everyone. If everyone was embarrassed, then there would be no one who was more embarrassed.
Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's suggestion, Zhu Yanai and Xia Qingqing could not help but look at each other. Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be unconscious, was even more shocked.
"You can save him. I … I am Mrs. Yuan after all." Although Xia Qingqing was bold, this kind of scene was too shocking. Subconsciously, she stepped back.
"Qingqing, don't pretend. Song Qinglang has told me about what happened between you and him." Thinking that if Xia Qingqing left, she would be the only one left to face the cold Zhou Zhiruo, Zhu Yanai shuddered. She couldn't care about anything else. She had to drag Xia Qingqing down with her. She had a deep relationship with Xia Qingqing. In her mind, Xia Qingqing was on the same side as her. With Xia Qingqing's help, she would have the confidence to face Zhou Zhiruo.
As soon as she said that, Zhou Zhiruo let go of her. Seeing the two women's bashful look, she subconsciously showed the demeanor of a big wife and began to assign tasks. "Ninth princess, help Song Qingshu get up and transfer your True Qi through his Dazhui Acupoint to help us heal him. Qingqing, you … you are responsible for making that … dirty thing energetic …"
"He is unconscious. What should we do?" Xia Qingqing was dumbfounded.
Zhu Yanai bit her lip and quietly whispered something in her ear. Xia Qingqing's face suddenly turned red. "Jiu, you have learned bad things from him."
Although she complained, after hesitating for a moment, she still knelt on the bed and put her head between Song Qingshu's legs.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at it and was too embarrassed to look again. She thought to herself, "How can they be so bold …"
"It's your turn." While Zhou Zhiruo was still thinking, Xia Qingqing had already raised her head. She pulled Zhou Zhiruo over and pushed her in front of Song Qingshu. She was a little angry at Zhou Zhiruo's arrangement and wanted to take revenge on her.
Zhou Zhiruo staggered, and her face directly hit Song Qingshu's lower abdomen. Her fair face felt a faint numbness from being poked by something. A sweet and exotic fragrance wafted into her nose. Looking at the ferocious appearance in front of her, she, who had always loved cleanliness, found that there was actually not a trace of disgust in her heart.
Sensing that Xia Qingqing and Zhu Yanai were waiting for her to act with a faint smile, Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth. She thought that as Song Qingshu's official wife, there was no reason for her to let other women laugh at her.
The exotic fragrance circulating in the room made Zhou Zhiruo even bolder than usual. She elegantly untied the ribbon around her waist, revealing her delicate body that was as translucent as jade. She gently leaned against Song Qingshu's body …
The next morning, when Zhou Zhiruo woke up, she found a snow-white and slender thigh across her waist. "I don't know if it's Xia Qingqing's or Jiu's."
After a moment of absent-mindedness, Zhou Zhiruo finally recalled the embarrassing scene from the previous day.
Lightly patting her cheek, Zhou Zhiruo shook her head slightly. She really couldn't understand why she was so bold last night … Speaking of which, it was all that bastard's fault!
She turned her head and glared at the culprit, only to find that his eyes were already open, and he was looking at her with a smile.
For a moment, Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how to face this man, and subconsciously turned her head to the other side.
A faint smile hung on Song Qingshu's face, and he reached out to gently stroke her smooth jade-like chin. "Zhiruo, last night was the first time you took the initiative to give yourself to me."
"I was just trying to save someone," Zhou Zhiruo said stubbornly.
"Oh? I didn't know that my Zhiruo was such a kind little white flower. In order to save someone, you're actually willing to give your body. "Song Qingshu teased.
"Who's yours? Even if it's another man, as long as I'm willing, I'll also do the same." Zhou Zhiruo snorted.
"Your tsundere look is quite cute." Song Qingshu's lips moved closer to her ear, and he whispered while exhaling hot air, "However, you actually have the idea of giving to another man. This is absolutely intolerable. Every inch of your body belongs to me alone."
"How can you be like this ~" Zhou Zhiruo was annoyed, but for some reason, she didn't feel any disgust when he declared his sovereignty.
"I'm like this." As soon as Song Qingshu's voice fell, his whole body sat on Zhou Zhiruo's body again.
"Don't ~ They …" Feeling the change in Song Qingshu's body, Zhou Zhiruo immediately knew what he was going to do, and she quickly waved her hand.
"Don't worry, I've hit their sleeping acupuncture point, they won't be able to hear." Song Qingshu smiled wickedly, a pair of big hands rubbing on Zhou Zhiruo's round thighs.
"You're such a bastard!" Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes were dripping with water, and she couldn't help but curse softly, but she still subconsciously opened her legs to welcome Song Qingshu's entry.
"Oh ~" Feeling his body being wrapped by a warm and tight body, Song Qingshu subconsciously let out a satisfied humph, "Zhiruo, do you still want to kill me?"
Zhou Zhiruo endured the impact of his body, and she couldn't help but reveal a happy and sweet expression, a pair of pink arms gently wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and softly humphed, "If you can make me this happy every time, I can consider not killing you."
"I can also make you happier." Song Qingshu chuckled, and then he activated the Joyful True Qi, and the familiar sweet fragrance gradually spread.
Zhou Zhiruo sniffed, and soon felt that her body was more than ten times more sensitive than usual. Her body trembled violently, and she said in a sobbing tone, "What is this fragrance coming from your body?"
Song Qingshu said proudly, "Something that can make a woman's legs go weak." He couldn't help but curse in his heart, "The Tantric master who created the Joyful Zen was definitely a pervert."
"Does it work on any woman?" A trace of intoxication flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes.
Song Qingshu nodded proudly, "Even an iceberg will melt into boiling water after smelling this fragrance."
"Why didn't you use it on me before?" Zhou Zhiruo's expression was complicated, and she understood that if Song Qingshu had used this method from the beginning, even if she hated him to the core, she wouldn't be able to bear to leave him physically.
"This effect is too domineering. If I use it on every woman I see, it'll be too boring." Song Qingshu grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder, and turned her over.
Feeling that Song Qingshu had left her body, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel a sense of loss and emptiness. When she was about to say something, her waist sank, and Song Qingshu squeezed in from behind again. The familiar sense of fullness made her waist numb, and her body trembled violently.
"Only women who are willing to be intimate with me, I will use this fragrance to add a little joy in the boudoir." Song Qingshu gently stroked Zhou Zhiruo's delicate back muscles, and sighed softly, "Zhiruo, your body is so beautiful."
Hearing her lover's praise, Zhou Zhiruo felt a surge of sweetness in her heart, and subconsciously lowered her waist, half-kneeling on the bed, so that Song Qingshu could enter more easily.
Perceiving Zhou Zhiruo's subtle movements, Song Qingshu felt even more pity in his heart, and his movements became even more gentle.
"Don't use this ability to casually harm women ~" Zhou Zhiruo's hands tightly grasped the silk quilt under her, and when she had just gotten a chance to breathe, she said in a sweet voice.
"Of course." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.
"No, that's not right, I allow you to use this ability to deal with someone." Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly shouted.
"Deal with who?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"Zhao Min." Zhou Zhiruo's red lips opened slightly, and she said in a sweet voice.
"You two really are a pair of natural enemies." Song Qingshu suddenly laughed involuntarily, "Do you think it's worth it to sacrifice me for the sake of past grievances?"
"Although Zhao Min, that little temptress, has a belly full of evil tricks, she's really beautiful. Don't tell me that you've never been moved," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, and saw through Song Qingshu's insincerity at a glance, "But you can play with her body. It's best if she becomes your concubine, then I can let her serve me tea every day."
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but giggle.
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Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone.
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