Chapter 268 The Girl Has Acres of Land

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"You are so courageous, you dare to joke Mrs. Ben!" Su Quan suddenly lowered her face.

"Madam, don't misunderstand," Fang Yi said, even though she was on Song Qingshu's side, but Su Quan's long-standing prestige was still there, and she quickly explained, "I mean by Madam's method, you don't need to really let Song Qingshu take advantage of it. Achieving the goal." It was rumored in the Shenlong Cult that Su Quan was like a vixen in Liao Zhai.

"This is also a way." Su Quan nodded as expected. In fact, she also thought about going out on her own at first, but she was worried that Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were too high. just hesitated.

Fang Yi was startled, thinking that she had to find an opportunity to remind Song Qingshu, so as not to get her way.

"Are you sure that Song Qingshu has been seduced by you and can't hold back?" Su Quan thought for a while and decided to confirm it again.

"Yeah." Fang Yi pretended to be shy and nodded, but what she thought in her heart was: I can't control it...

"Okay, then, I'll let you see how powerful Mrs. Ben is." Su Quan snorted, a hint of confidence appeared on her face, and just finished speaking, she walked out.

"Madam, are you planning to go now?" Fang Yi secretly complained. First, she was worried that she saw the battlefield after the two had been in a mess, and second, she thought that she hadn't had time to remind Song Qingshu.

"Is there any problem?" Su Quan stared at her suspiciously. "With your foreshadowing, the rest of the matter is easy for Mrs. Ben." Su Quan is very confident in her own masturbation skills. Except for some old church members, there is no man who is not played by her and applauded.

"No problem, I wish Madam victory." Fang Yi replied quickly.

"Guri is weird, something is wrong after you came back." Su Quan frowned, but she didn't think of a reason. Although there was a feeling of inappropriateness, but now the opportunity is rare, Su Quan is really unwilling to give up.

Seeing the figure of Su Quan disappearing at the door, Fang Yi muttered to herself: Brother Song, I hope you are really a decent gentleman...Even if it wasn't, just now...it's been like this twice, and now you should be out of energy.

While Fang Yi was worrying about gains and losses, Su Quan had already knocked on Song Qingshu's door lightly. Song Qingshu, who was refining his infuriating energy, opened his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, how could Fang Yi go and return so quickly?

"Song Daguan, have you ever fallen asleep?" Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from outside the door.

Song Qingshu shuddered when he heard this. Fortunately, his surname was not Ximen. He quickly got up and opened the door. Looking at the beautiful woman standing at the door, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Madam came looking for Song so late, what advice do you have?"

Seeing that Song Qingshu opened the door so quickly, Su Quan was overjoyed. Since he chose to open the door, he must have felt a little restless... But how could she know that Song Qingshu, who is a modern person, has no defense between men and women in his bones. In ancient times, it was a taboo thing for a woman to come to the door, but in Song Qingshu's view, it was normal.

"It's cold outside, doesn't Master Song invite others to sit in and sit?" Su Quan said while holding his arms, and his delicate body shivered without showing any traces, like a delicate boudoir daughter.

"Could it be that Fang Yi was exposed?" Song Qingshu thought to himself, "But looking at her like this, it doesn't look like her."

"What did Madam say, please come in." Song Qingshu stepped aside and welcomed her in.

Entering the room, Su Quan seemed to be returning to his own room. He looked here and there. He was not as cautious as Fang Yi before. Seeing Song Qingshu's puzzled expression, he smiled sweetly, revealing a looming pear vortex on his lips: " I came here just to see what the hard-hearted Lord Song is doing alone, yet he has the heart to reject the beautiful girl Fang."

The dimples on Su Quan's lips were very shallow, and there was only a trace of it when he smiled, and it was only on the left side. If it wasn't for the two of them being so close together, Song Qingshu would have been hard-pressed to find them. Hearing Su Quan's words suddenly, Song Qingshu was stunned and then reacted: "Did you send Miss Fang here?"

"People are worried that you won't be able to sleep alone. Seeing that Miss Fang's appearance and figure are considered top-notch, they sent her to serve Song Daguan, but you are so cruel, you don't know how sad Miss Fang cried when she returned to the room. "Su Quan sighed, as if blaming a heartless man.

Song Qingshu secretly praised Fang Yi's acting skills, but her expression was still innocent: "Madam, aren't you hurting me? Miss Fang is a married woman."

"Isn't this better, Master Song will not take responsibility for the issue of chastity, not to mention her husband is dead." Su Quan looked at him with a half-smile.

"It's a coincidence, comrade!" Song Qingshu was secretly delighted when he heard it, and subconsciously replied, "Isn't Madam also a married woman."

"Uh," Su Quan didn't expect to get burned, her cheeks flushed red, and she smiled tenderly, "Sir Song is really brave, even dare to eat this lady's tofu."

"Sect Master Hong doesn't want to eat such white and tender tofu, so he is willing to do his best." Song Qingshu said with a pun.

Su Quan's heart swayed when she heard it, but she was not angry. Seeing Song Qingshu teasing her many times, she became a little more excited. It turned out that her masturbation skills are not omnipotent. When the opponent's sanity shows a vacancy, he will take advantage of the emptiness and control the opponent with the technique of **.

Su Quanjiao smiled and turned around a few times, taking the opportunity to keep a close distance from Song Qingshu: "I came here today, except to fight for Miss Fang.

Besides, there is one more thing I want to ask you. "

"Madam, please tell me, you must know everything and say everything." Song Qingshu smiled and added "It's weird" in his heart.

Su Quan didn't answer immediately. Instead, he seemed to pick up the teacup on the table unintentionally, poured a glass of water, put it to his mouth and took a sip. The rosy lips and the white teacup formed a strong visual impact.

Song Qingshu's mouth was dry when he saw it, and his heart had already fallen out: My darling, this should be called sexual suggestion in psychology... It seems that seduction is also a science, oh, goblin, what other tricks are there? Use it anyway.

The slight slip on the other's throat could not hide from Su Quan's eyes, she was very satisfied with Song Qingshu's current reaction, and walked around the room with small steps, as if there was something difficult to say: "Sir Song mentioned... His kung fu practice needs to be a girl..." Halfway through the sentence, Su Quan blushed and was reluctant to speak again.

"Just a word, is it necessary to lean on my bed shyly? The topic is still so suggestive..." Song Qing slandered endlessly. If he didn't know how powerful Su Quan was in the original book, I'm afraid he would really be cast by her Oscar. After the performance to deceive the past.

"This kind of thing, presumably Madam, as the person involved, should know the most." Song Qingshu didn't answer directly, but instead smiled at her maliciously.

"I've already given you such an obvious hint, so don't take the initiative." Su Quan was secretly angry, seeing that Song Qingshu was different from other men, it seemed that it was not so easy to handle, "Okay, I won't tame you under my skirt. A loyal dog, my Su Quan is your surname!"

Su Quan ignited the fighting spirit, all she needed was the moment when Song Qingshu lost his mind, so she continued to tease Song Qingshu without any trace: "This kind of thing is a daughter's family, why are you embarrassed to say it, I just want to ask Song Qingshu Do you have any solution?"

"The sect master's wife, I have a poem here, which should help the wife's situation." Song Qingshu replied.

"Oh? I can't see that Mr. Song is not only strong in martial arts, but also can recite poetry and write poetry. It is indeed both civil and military." , let alone the high-level skill of reciting poetry.

"What's so difficult about reciting poetry, what I'm good at is getting wet with a quilt." Song Qingshu told a cold joke from a previous life, seeing Su Quan's cloudy and foggy expression, he couldn't help but feel a little dull, and continued: " Madam, listen carefully—the girl has acres of land, and it has been barren for 18 years, and the family can’t get enough to eat, so she goes to another home.”

Su Quan's face was very exciting, red for a while, blue for a while, but it was not easy to attack, so he could only smile awkwardly: "This lady really overestimates Mr. Song, Mr. Song's masterpiece does not rhyme at all, it is called limericks. Barely."

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu didn't care, he shook his head and smiled: "Rhyming is just a literati trail, then how about the lady's evaluation of this poem." After speaking, without waiting for Su Quan's reaction, she said to herself: "The sun is shining brightly at the beginning, and the mountains and rivers are thousands of waters. Like a fire; one round instantly ascends to the sky, receding the stars and receding the moon."

Su Quan wanted to take the opportunity to praise him, but he was teased by the other party just now, and now he couldn't bear the breath, thinking that the poem was written by Song Qing, so he expressed his heart directly, and his tone was quite sarcastic: "The words are crude and not at all. Rhymes, it's not a good poem."

Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan strangely, with an expression he knew you would say: "This poem was written by Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, it's really not that great from a poetic point of view, but I pay more attention to what comes out between the lines. Weather. So rhyme and rhetoric are just trails, and the meaning of the poem itself is the more precious thing.”

Su Quan was secretly shocked: Song Qingshu actually compared himself to the emperor, it seems that he is not destined to be in the pool...

Song Qingshu didn't know that a random sentence of his own made the superstitious ancients have so many associations. Seeing Su Quan's expressionless expression, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Now Madam thinks about my poem just now, I think it is expressive and appropriate."

Su Quan suppressed his anger, leaned over to Song Qingshu, who was beside him, and said with a tender smile, "Why, Master Song understands the slave family and plans to let the slave family eat something?"

The tip of her nose was filled with the scent of a mature woman, and when she heard the words of the other party that were almost red, Song Qingshu felt a little swayed. Su Quan keenly seized this opportunity and raised her head to look at him, with a strange look in her eyes: "Master Song, do you think I'm pretty?"

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