Seeing Song Qingshu agree so readily, Ouyang Feng became suspicious, "You're not planning on lying to me, are you?"
"I don't mind you watching from the side." Song Qingshu's words almost angered Huang Rong to death. 'It's not enough that you humiliate me, but you still want Ouyang Feng to watch from the side!'
Ouyang Feng observed Song Qingshu's expression for a while, then laughed, "This old man doesn't have that kind of hobby. Kid, quickly go in. This old man will be a good person to the end, so I'll stand guard outside to prevent any stray cats or dogs from disturbing you."
"To be able to make eavesdropping sound so fresh and refined, I quite admire you." Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Ouyang Feng's face turned red, and he couldn't help but angrily say, "Are you going in or not?"
"Every minute is worth a thousand gold, of course I'm going in." Song Qingshu rubbed his hands together and laughed as he walked into the cave, his appearance as vulgar as it could be.
"What do you want? Don't come near me." Huang Rong struggled to retreat, but unfortunately, her acupuncture points were sealed by Ouyang Feng's unique pressure point technique, so she couldn't summon any strength in her body.
"Madam is a national beauty, and now Xiao Lian is lying in front of me, what do you think I want?" Song Qingshu came to Huang Rong's side, put his nose close to her, and took a deep breath, "Smells so good!"
"Song Qingshu, you are a Wu Dang disciple, and also the son-in-law of the Emei faction. As a member of an upright sect, how can you do such a dirty thing?" Huang Rong was emotional, and her full chest heaved up and down.
Song Qingshu glanced at her, then quickly looked away, thinking to himself, 'My resistance to beauty is almost zero, if you continue like this, I'll really reach out and pinch you.'
Of course, what he said was different, "Upright sects also have physical needs, not to mention that I've long been expelled from Wu Dang, so I'm no longer a Wu Dang disciple. As for Zhiruo, you saw it during the day, she doesn't mind me looking for other women."
Huang Rong was deeply shocked by his words. First, she didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so shameless, and second, she didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to tolerate all this. Huang Rong imagined that if Brother Jing was like this outside, she would definitely fall out with him.
Huang Rong understood that this was not the time to sigh. Seeing that Jianghu morality could not move Song Qingshu, she quickly changed her approach and said softly, "Prince Song, you obviously came to this Golden Snake Gathering for the Golden Snake King. Now you have successfully entered the second round, and with your martial arts, it is very likely that you will eventually win. Is it necessary to ruin your future because of a moment of hot-headedness? You should know that there is no impenetrable wall in this world. Everything you have done today will eventually be exposed. At that time, you will be hated by everyone in Wulin, and everything you have worked so hard to get will vanish like smoke. Do you think it's worth it? "
Seeing that Song Qingshu was silent, Huang Rong struck while the iron was hot and said, "As long as you let me go today, I promise I won't say a word about what happened tonight. In the future, I will be your most reliable ally and provide you with all the help I can. You also know that we have a bit of a reputation in Wulin."
"Brat, you're not really stupid enough to be fooled by a few words from this woman, are you?" Ouyang Feng's voice came from far away at the entrance of the cave.
Song Qingshu laughed and scolded, "You old pervert, can you stop eavesdropping on other people's conversations?"
Ouyang Feng sighed and said, "Young people nowadays can't be trusted. I'm just worried that you'll be fooled." Changing the topic, Ouyang Feng's voice quickly became cold, "Little Huang, I'll give you a choice. Either you choose to serve him, or I'll find a random idler in the countryside. He doesn't know any Hero Guo or Chief Huang. With such a beautiful woman serving him, I don't believe he'll be as timid as Song Qingshu." Huang Rong's face couldn't help but turn pale. If it was really as he said, it would be better to choose Song Qingshu. At least she still had a chance to convince him.
Song Qingshu heard this and smiled bitterly. He knew that Ouyang Feng had spent a lot of effort to capture Huang Rong. If he didn't make sure that she would really lose her chastity, he wouldn't be at ease to leave.
"Prince Song?" Seeing that Song Qingshu's face changed, Huang Rong couldn't help but call out. Her voice was soft and charming, unexpectedly giving off the feeling of a delicate and pitiful girl.
This woman was really a seductress!
Song Qingshu revealed an expression of infatuation, "Madam is really beautiful."
"Shameless pervert!" Huang Rong cursed in her heart, but she understood that whether or not she could escape tonight depended on the man in front of her. After two failed attempts at communication, Huang Rong's face turned red. She decided to change to a strategy that had been proven effective since ancient times …
"Prince Song, do you still remember the first time we met?" Huang Rong asked softly.
Song Qingshu was stunned and nodded, "Of course I remember. It was at the Jiangling Mansion. At that time, when I first saw Madam, I was simply stunned."
"Wasn't it the same for me?" Huang Rong's eyes seemed to be gradually covered with a layer of mist, becoming blurred.
"I don't believe it." Song Qingshu laughed mischievously. In terms of appearance, although he was confident that he could throw Guo Jing eight streets away, it should be known that Huang Rong was not famous for being obsessed with appearance. In the past, when Ouyang Ke was similarly elegant and elegant, she did not even put him in her eyes at all.
"I didn't lie to you. I believe that Young Master also knows that my beauty and my identity are attractive to men." Huang Rong's tone was calm, as if she was narrating something that had nothing to do with her, "Especially in recent years, all the men who saw me would hide a trace of desire in their eyes. Only you are an exception. Those clear and pure eyes, I still remember them clearly." As she spoke, even Huang Rong herself did not know if she was lying to him or if she really thought that way.
Song Qingshu could not help but be stunned. He completely did not expect her to mention this matter. At that time, his meridians were broken and he was in a precarious situation. His heart was like dead ashes all day long. How could he have any evil thoughts towards her? He did not expect that she would see it in his eyes and be so emotional.
"But this time, when I saw you, your eyes were clearly different." Huang Rong revealed a hesitant expression, lightly biting her lips, "The way you look at me is the same as other men's eyes, full of … no, you are even a little more fearful of Wuji."
Song Qingshu was just about to say something, who knew that Huang Rong would change the topic, "But, I suddenly discovered that I actually do not dislike the way you look at me at all."
Looking at Huang Rong's affectionate and shy expression, Song Qingshu's heart was incomparably shocked: This acting is definitely at the level of an Oscar Best Actress. If it was not for the fact that he knew her too well from various films and television works in his previous life, this time he might really have believed her nonsense.
"Is that really so?" With a face full of excitement, Song Qingshu held Huang Rong's snow-white hand and gently slid it. While feeling the unusually smooth touch of her skin, he sighed with emotion, "Actually, I have also admired Madam for a long time."
With her skin touched by Song Qingshu's dirty hand, Huang Rong's body trembled. She suppressed the disgust in her heart and said softly, "I also like Young Master very much. It is a pity that when I was born, you were not born. When you were born, I was already old."
"Madam is a heavenly beauty. You look even younger than those seventeen or eighteen year old girls. Where are you old?" Song Qingshu secretly laughed. It seemed that Huang Rong's heart was also very sensitive to the issue of age.
"I really am old." Huang Rong said with emotion.
"Old? Then let me check which part is old. Here, here, or here … "As Song Qingshu spoke, he stretched out his fingers and pressed on various parts of Huang Rong's body.
Huang Rong was shocked and angry at the same time. Just as she was about to turn hostile, she suddenly realized that although Song Qingshu's fingers seemed to be pressing on her body casually, once they connected the points in order, they formed a complete sentence, "Cooperate with me and act."
The quick-witted Huang Rong immediately reacted. She knew that with Ouyang Feng's skills, no matter how low their voices were, he would hear them. If they used Secret Sound Transmission, Ouyang Feng would immediately feel that something was wrong even if he couldn't hear the sound. Therefore, Song Qingshu could only use this kind of hidden method to send a message to her. However … why couldn't he write on her palm? Why did he have to press on her body here and there!
His fingers felt the unique softness and fullness of a mature woman's body. Song Qingshu revealed a trace of a smile. Of course he could write on her palm, but he had once again played the role of Liu Xia Hui. He had to collect some interest to be worthy of himself. Therefore, his hands were like butterflies dancing on her body. However, he also had a sense of propriety. He didn't touch Huang Rong's breasts, thighs, or other sensitive areas. He only chose some less vital areas so that Huang Rong wouldn't turn hostile.
"Aiya, don't touch there. It's itchy …" Huang Rong deliberately raised her voice so that Ouyang Feng could hear her. At the same time, she winked at Song Qingshu, indicating for him to release her acupuncture points.
"Madam won't let me touch here. Where do you want me to touch?" Song Qingshu shrugged and continued to write on her lower abdomen, "Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse. I can't release his acupuncture points."
Huang Rong knew that he was speaking the truth. For a moment, she was in a dilemma. How could she escape? Did she have to let Song Qingshu touch her like this?
At this time, Ouyang Feng was the first to become impatient. He acted as if he wanted to barge in, "I say, little brat Song Qingshu, how long are you going to keep touching me like this? Are you even a man?" Ouyang Feng was originally from the Western Regions. The people there were fierce and unyielding. His words were not tactful, so he didn't feel ashamed at all.
"What should I do?" Song Qingshu hurriedly wrote.
"Quickly, press on top of me." Hearing Ouyang Feng's footsteps, Huang Rong didn't want to fail at the last step. So, she quickly responded.
When Song Qingshu heard this, he was surprised that there was such a good thing? Since Huang Rong took the initiative to invite him, he naturally didn't have any reason to refuse. His body leaned to the side and his whole body pressed on top of Huang Rong.
Huang Rong felt her whole body sink. The weight of the man's body caused her to lose focus for a moment. Other than Brother Jing, she had never been ridden by another man like this. This feeling, it was so strange …
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