"Don't … Don't say it …" Huang Rong's voice trembled.
"Rong 'er, why are you so nervous?" Song Qing looked at her strangely. "I'm not talking about you. Besides, haven't you always wanted to know the answer to this question? "
"Of course I'm not talking about me!" Huang Rong exclaimed. She quickly realized that her performance was a little too revealing, so she quickly added, "Although I'm the one asking, your answer is too … too detailed."
"Very detailed?" Song Qing didn't think so. "I just roughly described the feeling. I didn't mention the specific details. If you think I didn't answer carefully enough, I can tell you from the beginning to the end. Last night, when she was asleep, I sneaked in from the side …"
"Okay, okay!" Huang Rong didn't need to look to know that she must be blushing at this moment. The burning feeling made her feel a little dizzy. She hurriedly interrupted, "How can a girl … listen to the secret between you two!"
"Girl?" Song Qing looked at her playfully. "Rong 'er, you seem to be twenty years younger now."
"Twenty years old …" Huang Rong suddenly looked gloomy and sighed faintly. "I'm indeed old, and I can't compare to young girls."
Song Qing wanted to slap herself. Huang Rong's appearance, figure, and identity were all top-notch existences in the world. The only thing that bothered her was her age. However, in Song Qing's opinion, a woman in her early thirties was at the peak of her life. However, in this world where people could get married at the age of twelve or thirteen, a woman in her early thirties was indeed not considered young.
"Rong 'er, you're belittling yourself. Now you're at the most mature and charming stage. Even if all the girls in the world gathered together, they wouldn't be as charming as your smile."
Although she knew that Song Qing was deliberately coaxing her, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little happy. This made her feel very strange. She used to hate this kind of glib-tongued and handsome libertine. Ouyang Ke had suffered a lot because of him, but now that she met Song Qing, why did she not feel disgusted?
"I'm not an ignorant girl. How can I be fooled by your flowery words?" Huang Rong deliberately put on a straight face, but the slightly upturned corners of her mouth revealed her true feelings at the moment. "Besides, don't tell me that those people in your family, such as the Ninth Princess and Miss Zhou, can't compare to me?"
Looking at Huang Rong's deliberately suppressed smile, Song Qing knew that if he answered yes, it would definitely make Huang Rong's heart ripple even more. However, he was a man with integrity after all. He couldn't do that kind of thing like belittling his own woman to please another woman.
"They're not young anymore. How can they be considered little girls?" Song Qing smiled embarrassedly and tried to change the topic.
"A man who doesn't mean what he says." Huang Rong snorted slightly. However, she was a smart woman and did not harp on this issue.
Song Qing saw that the situation was about to bring trouble to himself, so he hurriedly said, "I've answered your question. Are you satisfied with the answer? If you're not satisfied, I can tell you what happened last night. "
"No, no," Huang Rong hurriedly waved her hand. She knew how unnatural her smile was at that moment. "I … am satisfied."
"Since that's the case, it's my turn to ask." Song Qing looked at her maliciously.
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She knew that he would definitely ask something that she would find difficult to say. She rolled her eyes and came up with a plan. "It's already late. Let's stop here for today. If you have any questions, you can continue asking them tomorrow."
Song Qing's smile suddenly froze. Tonight, he had painstakingly built up an ambiguous atmosphere and made Huang Rong open her heart. If it was any other time, how could she be as bold as she was now? Tonight, there were many coincidences that led to this situation. How could there be such a good opportunity in the future?
"Rong 'er, aren't you being shameless!" Song Qing was extremely depressed.
"Hehe ~ This lady is being shameless. If you don't like it, then bite me." Huang Rong raised her chin and turned her body. As her skirt fluttered, she was about to get up and leave.
However, Huang Rong didn't feel smug for too long. She had originally planned to enter the inner room to accompany her husband. Who knew that when she lifted the curtain, her eyes would suddenly darken. It turned out that Song Qing had arrived later and was already blocking her way. She couldn't stop in time and bumped into his arms.
"Ah …" Huang Rong exclaimed. However, the exclamation stopped abruptly and only a muffled sound remained.
Huang Rong's eyes widened. She didn't expect Song Qing to be so bold as to directly kiss her!
By the time Huang Rong reacted, her lips had already been invaded. His tongue had pried open her pearly white teeth and was constantly teasing her tongue.
At that moment, Huang Rong recalled the scene of the two kissing last night. That electric shock made her feel a little dazed. However, in the end, she didn't indulge in this feeling that made her heart race. After all, this wasn't a special situation like last night.
Last night, she passionately responded to Song Qing's kiss mainly because he didn't know her identity. However, now that the two of them were face to face and her husband was just a curtain away, how could she dare to be so presumptuous?
Pushing Song Qing away, Huang Rong was embarrassed and angry. "What are you doing!"
"Didn't you ask me to bite you?" Song Qing had a silly expression on his face. "In my entire life, this is the first time I've heard such an unexpected request. Naturally, I have to satisfy you."
"You!" Huang Rong was speechless for a moment. She knew that the other party was deliberately pretending to be crazy and stupid. However, her own words were ambiguous. She didn't want to be entangled with Song Qing here, so she could only swallow this loss in silence. "Get out of the way, I want to go in."
"Rong 'er, this is your fault. Clearly, we agreed to take turns asking questions. In the end, after you asked me, you stopped playing. Isn't that too much?" Song Qing put one hand on the curtain. Huang Rong pushed a few times, but it didn't budge.
"Then ask." Huang Rong knew that she was in the wrong. She snorted and returned to the table. She had already made up her mind. When the time came, she would just randomly make up a story to deal with him. He wouldn't know whether it was true or not.
"This is the style of a heroine, Gang Leader Huang." Song Qing walked over with a smile. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for her. He asked casually, "Since you asked me that kind of question just now, let me ask you something similar. When did Hero Guo make you happiest? Please describe the process in detail. I don't have as many scruples as you do. Of course, the more details, the better. "
Looking at Song Qing's smiling face, Huang Rong wanted to pick up the teacup in front of her and throw it at him. With great difficulty, she suppressed this tempting thought and began to think about how to deal with this question.
Hearing this question, Huang Rong instinctively began to recall everything that had happened since her marriage with Jing Ge. The happiest time for her had to be on Peach Blossom Island. She had been carefree and had just gotten married. Compared to her days in Xiangyang City, it was like heaven.
But when it came to a specific time, Huang Rong was shocked to find that she couldn't remember. No matter how hard she tried, the scene from last night would always appear in her mind. Compared to last night, how could the previous night be considered as happiness?
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