"Little Sister Rong 'er!" Song Qingshu's eyes lit up as he happily trotted over.
Looking at the bright smile on the man's face, Huang Rong's face alternated between red and white. She secretly snorted in her heart, "Now he looks so sunny and modest, but last night he was like a beast that only knew how to move on me. Men really can't be judged by their appearance."
Huang Rong trembled when he called her Little Sister Rong 'er. She subconsciously took a step back to keep a distance from him and said in a slightly flustered manner, "Don't, don't call me that."
Song Qingshu's smile suddenly froze on his face, "Weren't you fine yesterday? Did something happen?" Thinking of how hard he had tried last night to get her to agree to call him that, Song Qingshu's face became gloomy. This woman was too fickle. Did she still want him to save her husband?
Of course, he didn't dare to say what was in his heart, lest he leave the impression that he was taking advantage of others.
Looking at Song Qingshu's aggrieved expression, Huang Rong really wanted to cry but had no tears. It was clearly her who was aggrieved, okay? Last night, she not only became his little sister, but also his little sister.
But what happened in the middle of the night, Huang Rong would rather die than talk about it, so she could only snort with a straight face.
Song QingShu felt that the other party was simply inexplicable. However, when he thought that she was probably in a bad mood because of her husband, Song QingShu felt relieved. He was a man, so he had to be magnanimous.
"Little Sister Rong 'er, have you dealt with the matter of the Beggar Gang?" But understanding was one thing, listening to her words was another. It was obvious that Song Qingshu was very thick-skinned. He wouldn't give up the power he fought for last night just because of a cold look from the other party.
Hearing him call her Little Sister Rong 'er so intimately, Huang Rong was also numb. She thought in her heart, "Anyway, he has already taken advantage of me, so there's no loss if he takes advantage of me verbally. So, I let him be."
"En." Huang Rong nodded in response. Clearly, it was impossible for her to treat him well after what happened last night.
Song Qingshu was confused. He didn't know what he had done to offend her, but the yard was obviously not a good place to talk. "Let's go inside. It will be troublesome if someone sees us in the yard."
Huang Rong had this intention. Although Mrs. Tang was in the room now, she actually wanted to watch with her own eyes to ensure that the whole thing did not reveal any flaws. Even if something went wrong at that time, she could remedy it at any time.
At this time, Mrs. Tang had already woken up and was dressing up. When she saw Song Qingshu return, she smiled at first, but when she saw the young woman behind him, who was as handsome as herself, her smile froze.
After being used the Soul Shifting Technique, Mrs. Tang forgot that she had actually seen the other party before. At this time, she was like a cat whose territory had been invaded. She ran to hold Song Qingshu's arm without a trace and looked at the bright and charming young woman with vigilance. "Song Qingshu, this is?"
Although she was someone else's wife, she and Song Qingshu had been glued to each other for the past two days. She had long regarded him as her own man. Coupled with Huang Rong's brainwashing just now, she thought that she had been intimate with Song Qingshu last night, so she called him Song Qingshu with sincerity.
Huang Rong was very smart and immediately saw that Mrs. Tang's action was deliberately showing off. She couldn't help but secretly laugh in her heart. Who wants to compete with you for this stinky man?
But when she saw Mrs. Tang holding Song Qingshu's arm with a sweet expression, for some reason, Huang Rong felt a flash of irritation in her heart. She didn't know why, but she secretly cursed: Fox!
"Don't you like to hear me tell stories about Jianghu? Is this the famous Huang Rong, Heroine Huang?" Song Qingshu smiled and introduced her to the two beauties, "This is Mrs. Tang."
"Huang Rong!" Mrs. Tang exclaimed. There were not many people in the world who hadn't heard of the story of Guo Jing and Huang Rong defending Xiangyang.
Huang Rong nodded slightly. "Hello, Mrs. Tang."
"Hello, Mrs. Guo." Mrs. Tang forced a smile. She didn't know why, but she subconsciously didn't like the woman in front of her.
Song QingShu had a strange expression on his face. Hearing the two beauties call him Madame, he couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, "Someone else's wife really has a strange kind of temptation. Madame Tang has been conquered by me, but I don't know if I have fate with this Madame Guo."
"Go and prepare some tea and snacks. I have something to discuss with Mrs. Guo." Song Qingshu smiled and patted Mrs. Tang's butt.
Madam Tang couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. Although she was still a little unhappy with Huang Rong's appearance, Song QingShu's actions undoubtedly proved that she was the mistress of this place. Thinking of this, she felt relieved. She swayed her waist and went out to prepare.
Song Qingshu's little trick just now didn't escape Huang Rong's eyes. She secretly cursed in her heart: "What a shameless couple." Huang Rong said with a faint smile, "Prince Song has a good temperament. Aren't you afraid that this Jin beauty will go to Wanyan Liang and tell on you?"
Song QingShu chuckled and said with a proud expression, "This is Rong 'er Mei.
Sister, there is something you don't know. I don't have other skills, but as long as a woman has slept with me, there will be no other man in her heart. These days I have completely conquered her. Now she loves me to the bone. How can she be willing to tell on me? "
In fact, Song QingShu was not usually such a vulgar person, but when he saw Huang Rong sitting upright like a young married woman, he couldn't help but want to deliberately tease her.
"This bastard is really shameless." Huang Rong heard this and blushed. Thinking of the man's bold words about how as long as a woman has slept with him, there will be no other man in her heart. She almost couldn't help but refute.
"Humph, I have also slept with you, but I still think of Brother Jing in my heart!"
Of course, this kind of words could only be thought in her heart. She didn't dare to say it out. But as she was led by Song Qingshu and recalled the scene last night, she couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in her body.
"This bastard does have some ability." Huang Rong gently bit her lips. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Song Qingshu's extraordinary talent, coupled with his tireless and barbaric charge, had indeed left a very deep impression on her.
"Hmph, I wanted to betroth Fu 'er to him in the past. Fortunately, I didn't say anything. Fu' er's delicate body can't withstand such a rough attack from him." Huang Rong's face turned even redder when she thought about how she had been a married woman for many years, and how her body had already matured and plump. In addition, she had cultivated the Nine Yin Sutra, so her physique was much better than that of an ordinary girl's. However, she had almost been tortured to death last night.
Seeing that Huang Rong didn't fly into a rage after hearing his provocative words, but instead lowered her head shyly, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be possible?
Looking at that face that was even more beautiful than a peony, a thought suddenly arose in Song Qingshu's mind: Should I help him save Guo Jing …
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