"Uh, can you go out first? I'm under a lot of pressure with you here." Song QingShu wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a bitter expression.
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't worry about her. She's someone else's wife anyway." Ouyang Feng laughed and walked away with his hands behind his back.
"The Old Poison King and I have the same view on this issue." Song Qingshu touched his nose and suddenly found that he was still on top of Huang Rong. She was staring at him with a red face.
"What should we do next?" Song Qingshu's fingers continued to slide on her abdomen.
Every time Song Qingshu's fingers touched her, Huang Rong would have a kind of numb and numb feeling. The throbbing from the depths of her body made her very dissatisfied with Song Qingshu's behavior. She quickly stretched out her weak fingers and wrote on his chest: "In the future, write on my palm. Your palm is too … "Song QingShu continued to rub her flat abdomen. Noticing the anger in Huang Rong's eyes, Song QingShu stopped there and hurriedly grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of him.
"Madam's hands are so soft as if there are no bones. They are even more beautiful than other girls." In this case, Song Qingshu naturally did not need to hide it from Ouyang Feng, and he also did not need to painstakingly write.
Her hand was tightly held by Song Qingshu. Huang Rong subconsciously wanted to pull it out, but his hand was like an iron hoop. Huang Rong tried several times but could not move, so she gave up. Feeling the heat coming from his palm, Huang Rong's face became unnatural. She unexpectedly replied: "Is your family's Zhiruo's hand beautiful?"
Song Qingshu was startled. He did not expect Huang Rong to ask this question. Women were really strange animals. They were already in such a situation, but they still wanted to compare.
"Madam's hand is very soft. It is so soft that it seems to be able to pinch water. Men do not want to let go of it. As for Zhiruo's hand is even colder. It is really a very enjoyable thing to hold her hand in the summer." Song Qingshu pinched it as he spoke. It was really soft, just like cotton. It felt really comfortable in his hands.
"Stinky brat, your glib tongue doesn't offend anyone," Ouyang Feng's voice came from the cave entrance again, "But I think you're only good at talking, not in bed."
"Bah!" Men could be suspected of everything except this matter. Song Qingshu immediately scolded, "You old b * stard, who said my kung fu is not good?"
"Humph, a single man and a single woman. All this time, I've only heard you talk, but I've never seen Huang Rong make a sound. If you can't do it, I'll find someone else. I guarantee that within the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he'll make Huang Rong cry for her father and mother." Ouyang Feng sneered.
"What should we do? He's seen through us." Song Qingshu hastily wrote on Huang Rong's palm.
Hearing Ouyang Feng's filthy words, Huang Rong was so angry that her teeth were about to shatter. But she knew that the only thing she could do now was to stall for time. The more time passed, the more likely it was that she would be saved. Once Fu 'er and the others discover that she was missing, they would definitely look for her everywhere. With her and her husband's many years of reputation and friendship with various sects, Shaolin, Wudang, and Chongyang would not just stand by and watch. At that time, no matter how high Ouyang Feng's kung fu was, he could only angrily leave.
"I have a way, but …" Huang Rong hesitated for a long time before finally continuing to write, "Young master, after this matter is over, you must not tell anyone about what you've seen and heard today."
"Of course." Song Qingshu nodded. In his heart, he was curious about what Huang Rong's so-called method was.
"You're also not allowed to laugh at me. After this matter is over, you must also forget everything that happened today." Huang Rong's face was captivating red as she continued to write.
Song Qingshu hastily nodded, his heart filled with anticipation. Could it be that she was going to …
Seeing that Song Qingshu had nodded, Huang Rong slowly closed her eyes. Just as Song Qingshu was looking at her in a daze, Huang Rong's vermillion lips parted slightly, and a soft, lingering hum came out.
Song Qingshu's entire body quivered. Outside the cave, Ouyang Feng also pricked up his ears and excitedly said, "You've gone in?"
Song QingShu cursed endlessly in his heart. He didn't know if this old poisonous creature had gone crazy for too long, but now he didn't have the demeanor of a grandmaster and had completely turned into a wretched old man.
"Don't disturb me!" Song Qingshu roared. Right now, he only wanted to enjoy Huang Rong's heavenly music performance. He didn't want Ouyang Feng to ruin the atmosphere.
After being yelled at, Ouyang Feng indeed fell silent. Huang Rong tilted her head, her cheeks flushed, and her red lips slightly parted, "Mmm ~"
Song QingShu's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the beautiful woman lying under him and moaning shyly. In the entire world, aside from Guo Jing, he was probably the only one who could enjoy such a beautiful scene.
"Why is your voice so fake? Stinky brat, can you do it? This woman's voice is completely perfunctory. "At this time, Ouyang Feng's voice rang out at an inopportune time, causing Song Qingshu to curse in his heart. But Ouyang Feng's voice was really good. Perhaps it was because of Huang Rong's shyness in front of a man other than her husband, her voice just now was as fake as it could be. Mmm, it was even more fake than those Japanese indie films in his previous life.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and shook his head. Grabbing Huang Rong's hand, he quickly wrote in her palm, "Madam's voice is too fake, I'm afraid you won't be able to fool Ouyang Feng."
Huang Rong almost fainted from anger. It was already shameful enough for her to do this behind her husband's back in front of him, and he actually said that her voice was too fake? She was originally in disguise, so of course it was fake.
If she wanted her voice to be more real, she would have to really … But this was something Huang Rong absolutely couldn't tolerate.
"Actually, I have a way to help Madam." Song Qingshu also knew that Huang Rong wouldn't really let him take advantage of her just to fool Ouyang Feng, so he quickly wrote.
"How can I help?" Huang Rong blinked her eyes curiously. This time she didn't write it out, but the meaning was clear.
"I can use the Soul Shifting Technique to hypnotize Madam and make you recall the time you were intimate with Hero Guo. That way, your voice will be very natural." Song Qingshu quickly wrote.
Huang Rong suddenly became vigilant, thinking that Song Qingshu wouldn't be working with Ouyang Feng to trick her, right? If she really fell for his Soul Shifting Technique, she would be like a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. Who knew what orders he would give her? What if … what if he really did fake it, and she thought that she was intimate with Brother Jing and gently kissed him …
Halfway through her thoughts, Huang Rong felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly shook her head and resolutely refused, "No!"
"Why not?" Ouyang Feng's laughter came from the entrance of the cave. "Stinky brat, I think you can't do it! Looks like it's better to find a country bumpkin. "
Huang Rong's face suddenly turned pale, and for a moment she was in a dilemma.
"Actually, I have another way." Song Qingshu suddenly wrote.
Huang Rong's face lit up, and she gestured for him to hurry up.
"I'm afraid Madam won't agree." Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.
Huang Rong frowned, "Listen to it first."
Song Qingshu laughed bitterly, and moved closer to Huang Rong's ear, whispering, "I'm not talented, but I've learned how to seduce beautiful women. If Madam doesn't mind, I can try it on Madam. When the time comes, Madam's voice will become natural, and you'll be able to fool Western Poison. Naturally, you'll be able to get through this."
Occasionally using the Secret Telepathy, he wouldn't have to worry about Ouyang Feng's suspicions.
Huang Rong's ear was an extremely sensitive part of her body. When a strange man's dry lips touched it, Huang Rong's body immediately tensed up. Hearing Song Qingshu's words, her face immediately turned cold, "Impossible!"
"I also know that Madam isn't willing." Song Qingshu sighed, "But that perverted old man won't be able to wait for long. I'm afraid that in a moment, he really will find a random man …"
Seeing Huang Rong's face turn pale, Song Qingshu continued, "Madam must also understand that Ouyang Feng and I can be considered friends despite the difference in age. Although I want to save you out of conscience, I won't go so far as to break off relations with an old friend for you. If Ouyang Feng really wants to change people, then I'll have to pretend that out of sight, out of mind, and not help either side."
Huang Rong clearly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of any flaws in his words. After a long silence, she suddenly lowered her head and softly asked, "Those methods you used just now … Can you not touch me?"
Seeing that her tone had softened, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be greatly surprised. His words were aimed at inexperienced girls like Shui Sheng and Mu Jianping, so it shouldn't be a problem. But what kind of person was Huang Rong? How could she be fooled by his nonsensical tricks? Originally, he was only joking with Huang Rong. He would be satisfied flirting and taking advantage of her. In the end, he would save her and Ouyang Feng wouldn't necessarily fall out with him.
But who knew that after a few tests, although Huang Rong was able to maintain a firm stance, the intelligence she displayed was really unworthy of her reputation.
Naturally, Song Qingshu didn't know that before he came in, Ouyang Feng had already given Huang Rong the pollen of the Black Datura. The Black Datura was extremely rare in the world and was only found in the depths of the Western Desert. Even Ouyang Feng, the great Western Poison, had only found a few stalks.
The flowers, roots, and leaves of the Black Datura were all highly toxic, but the toxicity of the pollen was much less. As long as the dosage was controlled, it could paralyze the mind of the poisoned person, causing the other party to be much slower than usual. However, the poisoned person wouldn't be able to detect any of this, and the other party wouldn't even know that they had been poisoned.
Because Huang Rong had taken this kind of pollen, her thinking was much slower than usual. She clearly felt that there was a problem, but she still couldn't help but think along with Song Qingshu's logic, allowing him to take advantage of her.
Seeing that Huang Rong had the intention to agree, Song Qingshu didn't care why she would agree. He hurriedly said, "How can I not touch you? I'm not an immortal …" Seeing Huang Rong's brows furrow, he hurriedly added, "But I can only touch a few peripheral areas. I won't taint Madam's innocence."
Huang Rong secretly thought that her abdomen had just been touched by him. It didn't seem to be a big deal if he touched it again. In any case, it wasn't a sensitive area. As long as he didn't touch her chest and … that area, it wasn't unacceptable to let him take advantage of her a little.
"Then … you do it." Huang Rong closed her eyes as soon as she finished speaking. She really couldn't watch a strange man touch her body with her own eyes.
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