Chapter 542
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five hundred and forty-two
At this time, song Qingshu seems to open his eyes and see the bride beside the bed. He can't help but say with great joy: "rou'er, come and drink wine for your husband."
Jiao Wan'er is so scared that he shrinks the dagger into his sleeve. Seeing that he doesn't find anything unusual, he turns his eyes and takes care of it. He takes the wine pot on the table and pours it into song Qingshu's mouth. He hates it: "drink it, let you drink enough!"
"Cough, cough, enough." Song Qingshu coughs and reaches out to push away the wine pot. Their skills are far from the same. Even if song Qingshu is drunk, Jiao Wan'er's hand is easily pushed away.
"I remember Jiaobei was not drunk like this?" Song Qingshu suddenly sat up with a confused face.
At that moment, the momentum displayed by song Qingshu made Jiao Wan'er recall the fear that he dominated that night and the feeling of weakness. He was worried that it would stimulate the other party to wake up. Who knew that he was still so stupid.
It's better to make you drunk a little more. Jiao Wan'er showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth: "the rules of our Golden Snake camp are different from those of other places. They all drink with wine bottles."
"Is it?" When song Qingshu was stunned, he was obviously confused by this rule. "Then take the wine pot and let's continue to drink."
Jiao Wan'er secretly complacent: "drink, drink, drink not dead you!" He rushed to deliver the wine bottle.
Who knows that song Qingshu gave up after a drink: "it's said that it's Jiaobei wine. How can I drink it alone. Jour, come on, let's drink together. "
Song Qingshu reaches for a move, Jiao Wan'er feels a strong force coming out of thin air, and falls into his arms involuntarily.
Jiao Wan'er opened his mouth just as he wanted to speak. The mouth of the wine pot reached into her mouth, and a choking liquor poured into her throat.
"If you take a sip of me, that's the right way to make a drink." Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, then released his hands.
"Keke..." Jiao Wan'er struggled to sit up. Although she was the leader of the gang, she was always too strong to drink. At that time, she drank at least half of the pot.
Both sides of the cheek dyed a lump of blush, Jiao Wan'er felt dizzy, knew that he was slightly drunk, and couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu suspiciously. He didn't know whether the bastard was really drunk or fake drunk!
As soon as his eyes turned, Jiao Wan'er made a plan and said in a coquettish voice: "song... Elder brother song, I just heard that you have done something sorry for Mrs. Luo... I don't know if it's serious?"
Jiao Wan'er got goose bumps when he wanted to call the devil like this. However, it's a pity that Zeng Rou left now. He just took the opportunity to get some information.
"Eh, rouer, why does your voice seem to have changed?" Song Qingshu looked up at her and asked with some doubts.
Jiao Wan'er was startled and said in a hurry, "brother, you're drunk. What's wrong with people's voice?"
The sweet and greasy tone makes Jiao Wan'er can't believe that it's her, and she's very cold.
"It seems that I'm really drunk, even your voice has been heard wrong," Song Qingshu held his forehead and patted gently, "but rouer, you are really, and now you still call me big brother."
Jiao Wan'er's face turned red, but in order to cover his words, he had to continue to disguise: "Xiang... Gong..."
Although Jiao Wan'er's voice seems to be as slight as a mosquito, he is still very ashamed. He is so shameless that he can call other men to marry him
"But I just want to cheat him, anyway, he doesn't know it's me..." Jiao Wan'er can't help comforting himself.
However, Jiao Wan'er doesn't realize that his eyes to song Qingshu are not only hatred, but also a little bit more unclear.
"Good boy Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, and then he wanted to kiss her.
Jiao Wan'er was already on guard. He resisted his body and asked, "Xiang... Gong... You haven't answered my question yet."
"What's the problem?"
Looking at Song Qingshu's blank expression, Jiao Wan'er was so angry that he almost took out his dagger and stabbed it at once. He had to take a deep breath and repeated: "you just mentioned that you did something sorry for Mrs. Luo. Is that serious..."
Jiao Wan'er naturally understands how serious the matter is. She just wants to slow down the other party's defensive mentality, worried that he won't tell Zeng Rou the truth.
"Oh, come to think of it," Song Qingshu sighed after a long silence. "Of course, it's serious. I'm afraid Mrs. Luo won't forgive me all her life."
I wish you knew!
Jiao Wan'er clenched his lips, blood gradually seeped out: "I don't know... What did Xianggong do to Wan'er's sister?"
Song Qingshu opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, but did not say a word, and finally all turned into a sigh: "it's about Mrs. Luo's reputation, I can't say."
Jiao Wan'er was unexpectedly relieved. He didn't even tell his wife. Before contacting Xia Qingqing again, he didn't seem to know. It seems that he still knows the importance.
Fortunately, at least the two of them knew about it.
Jiao Wan'er pauses for a moment and asks the most concerned question: "then... Will Xianggong do that to Wan'er's elder sister in the future?"
"This..." Song Qingshu immediately fell into a deep meditation, which immediately affected Jiao Wan'er's heartstrings, "I don't know."
"What Jiao Wan'er is so angry that he thinks he is really repentant. If he doesn't pester himself in the future, Jiao Wan'er even plans to let it go. How can he hear such an answer.
"I also know that this is not right. Mrs. Koro's unique graceful and elegant temperament has always fascinated me. I'm afraid that if I can't control it, I will go to him again..."
Listening to song Qingshu praising himself face to face, Jiao Wan'er suddenly has a strange feeling. He forgets to be angry for a moment, and the two of them just stand there quietly.
"Well, tonight is our big day, let's not talk about other women. It's worth a lot of money, rou'er. Let's sleep. " Song Qingshu suddenly broke the silence.
"Ah?" Jiao Wan'er was a fool. She had just given him so much wine. She thought he would fall asleep soon. Who knows that he didn't mean to sleep? How could she get away.
When Jiao Wan'er hesitated, song Qingshu stretched out her hand and pulled her to her arms. When she turned over, she was pressed on the bed and her mouth was full of wine. She said: "rou'er, don't be afraid. I will take good care of you."
"No!" Jiao Wan'er's Apricot eyes suddenly opened, but before he could react, his soft lips were blocked by song Qingshu, leaving only the voice of Wu.
Hearing the woman's scream, Luo Liru, who has been hiding outside to listen to the corner of the wall, finally breathes a sigh of relief. Just now, their voices in the room were too small to hear clearly. Although Luo Liru thought that the woman's voice was a little familiar, he didn't think much about it. He said to the people around him with a smile: "it's really a long time to be in charge of the family. How long can we hold on to it?"
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five hundred and forty-two
At this time, song Qingshu seems to open his eyes and see the bride beside the bed. He can't help but say with great joy: "rou'er, come and drink wine for your husband."
Jiao Wan'er is so scared that he shrinks the dagger into his sleeve. Seeing that he doesn't find anything unusual, he turns his eyes and takes care of it. He takes the wine pot on the table and pours it into song Qingshu's mouth. He hates it: "drink it, let you drink enough!"
"Cough, cough, enough." Song Qingshu coughs and reaches out to push away the wine pot. Their skills are far from the same. Even if song Qingshu is drunk, Jiao Wan'er's hand is easily pushed away.
"I remember Jiaobei was not drunk like this?" Song Qingshu suddenly sat up with a confused face.
At that moment, the momentum displayed by song Qingshu made Jiao Wan'er recall the fear that he dominated that night and the feeling of weakness. He was worried that it would stimulate the other party to wake up. Who knew that he was still so stupid.
It's better to make you drunk a little more. Jiao Wan'er showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth: "the rules of our Golden Snake camp are different from those of other places. They all drink with wine bottles."
"Is it?" When song Qingshu was stunned, he was obviously confused by this rule. "Then take the wine pot and let's continue to drink."
Jiao Wan'er secretly complacent: "drink, drink, drink not dead you!" He rushed to deliver the wine bottle.
Who knows that song Qingshu gave up after a drink: "it's said that it's Jiaobei wine. How can I drink it alone. Jour, come on, let's drink together. "
Song Qingshu reaches for a move, Jiao Wan'er feels a strong force coming out of thin air, and falls into his arms involuntarily.
Jiao Wan'er opened his mouth just as he wanted to speak. The mouth of the wine pot reached into her mouth, and a choking liquor poured into her throat.
"If you take a sip of me, that's the right way to make a drink." Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, then released his hands.
"Keke..." Jiao Wan'er struggled to sit up. Although she was the leader of the gang, she was always too strong to drink. At that time, she drank at least half of the pot.
Both sides of the cheek dyed a lump of blush, Jiao Wan'er felt dizzy, knew that he was slightly drunk, and couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu suspiciously. He didn't know whether the bastard was really drunk or fake drunk!
As soon as his eyes turned, Jiao Wan'er made a plan and said in a coquettish voice: "song... Elder brother song, I just heard that you have done something sorry for Mrs. Luo... I don't know if it's serious?"
Jiao Wan'er got goose bumps when he wanted to call the devil like this. However, it's a pity that Zeng Rou left now. He just took the opportunity to get some information.
"Eh, rouer, why does your voice seem to have changed?" Song Qingshu looked up at her and asked with some doubts.
Jiao Wan'er was startled and said in a hurry, "brother, you're drunk. What's wrong with people's voice?"
The sweet and greasy tone makes Jiao Wan'er can't believe that it's her, and she's very cold.
"It seems that I'm really drunk, even your voice has been heard wrong," Song Qingshu held his forehead and patted gently, "but rouer, you are really, and now you still call me big brother."
Jiao Wan'er's face turned red, but in order to cover his words, he had to continue to disguise: "Xiang... Gong..."
Although Jiao Wan'er's voice seems to be as slight as a mosquito, he is still very ashamed. He is so shameless that he can call other men to marry him
"But I just want to cheat him, anyway, he doesn't know it's me..." Jiao Wan'er can't help comforting himself.
However, Jiao Wan'er doesn't realize that his eyes to song Qingshu are not only hatred, but also a little bit more unclear.
"Good boy Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, and then he wanted to kiss her.
Jiao Wan'er was already on guard. He resisted his body and asked, "Xiang... Gong... You haven't answered my question yet."
"What's the problem?"
Looking at Song Qingshu's blank expression, Jiao Wan'er was so angry that he almost took out his dagger and stabbed it at once. He had to take a deep breath and repeated: "you just mentioned that you did something sorry for Mrs. Luo. Is that serious..."
Jiao Wan'er naturally understands how serious the matter is. She just wants to slow down the other party's defensive mentality, worried that he won't tell Zeng Rou the truth.
"Oh, come to think of it," Song Qingshu sighed after a long silence. "Of course, it's serious. I'm afraid Mrs. Luo won't forgive me all her life."
I wish you knew!
Jiao Wan'er clenched his lips, blood gradually seeped out: "I don't know... What did Xianggong do to Wan'er's sister?"
Song Qingshu opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, but did not say a word, and finally all turned into a sigh: "it's about Mrs. Luo's reputation, I can't say."
Jiao Wan'er was unexpectedly relieved. He didn't even tell his wife. Before contacting Xia Qingqing again, he didn't seem to know. It seems that he still knows the importance.
Fortunately, at least the two of them knew about it.
Jiao Wan'er pauses for a moment and asks the most concerned question: "then... Will Xianggong do that to Wan'er's elder sister in the future?"
"This..." Song Qingshu immediately fell into a deep meditation, which immediately affected Jiao Wan'er's heartstrings, "I don't know."
"What Jiao Wan'er is so angry that he thinks he is really repentant. If he doesn't pester himself in the future, Jiao Wan'er even plans to let it go. How can he hear such an answer.
"I also know that this is not right. Mrs. Koro's unique graceful and elegant temperament has always fascinated me. I'm afraid that if I can't control it, I will go to him again..."
Listening to song Qingshu praising himself face to face, Jiao Wan'er suddenly has a strange feeling. He forgets to be angry for a moment, and the two of them just stand there quietly.
"Well, tonight is our big day, let's not talk about other women. It's worth a lot of money, rou'er. Let's sleep. " Song Qingshu suddenly broke the silence.
"Ah?" Jiao Wan'er was a fool. She had just given him so much wine. She thought he would fall asleep soon. Who knows that he didn't mean to sleep? How could she get away.
When Jiao Wan'er hesitated, song Qingshu stretched out her hand and pulled her to her arms. When she turned over, she was pressed on the bed and her mouth was full of wine. She said: "rou'er, don't be afraid. I will take good care of you."
"No!" Jiao Wan'er's Apricot eyes suddenly opened, but before he could react, his soft lips were blocked by song Qingshu, leaving only the voice of Wu.
Hearing the woman's scream, Luo Liru, who has been hiding outside to listen to the corner of the wall, finally breathes a sigh of relief. Just now, their voices in the room were too small to hear clearly. Although Luo Liru thought that the woman's voice was a little familiar, he didn't think much about it. He said to the people around him with a smile: "it's really a long time to be in charge of the family. How long can we hold on to it?"
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five hundred and forty-twoAt this time, song Qingshu seems to open his eyes and see the bride beside the bed. He can't help but say with great joy: "rou'er, come and drink wine for your husband."Jiao Wan'er is so scared that he shrinks the dagger into his sleeve. Seeing that he doesn't find anything unusual, he turns his eyes and takes care of it. He takes the wine pot on the table and pours it into song Qingshu's mouth. He hates it: "drink it, let you drink enough!""Cough, cough, enough." Song Qingshu coughs and reaches out to push away the wine pot. Their skills are far from the same. Even if song Qingshu is drunk, Jiao Wan'er's hand is easily pushed away."I remember Jiaobei was not drunk like this?" Song Qingshu suddenly sat up with a confused face.At that moment, the momentum displayed by song Qingshu made Jiao Wan'er recall the fear that he dominated that night and the feeling of weakness. He was worried that it would stimulate the other party to wake up. Who knew that he was still so stupid.It's better to make you drunk a little more. Jiao Wan'er showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth: "the rules of our Golden Snake camp are different from those of other places. They all drink with wine bottles.""Is it?" When song Qingshu was stunned, he was obviously confused by this rule. "Then take the wine pot and let's continue to drink."Jiao Wan'er secretly complacent: "drink, drink, drink not dead you!" He rushed to deliver the wine bottle.Who knows that song Qingshu gave up after a drink: "it's said that it's Jiaobei wine. How can I drink it alone. Jour, come on, let's drink together. "Song Qingshu reaches for a move, Jiao Wan'er feels a strong force coming out of thin air, and falls into his arms involuntarily.Jiao Wan'er opened his mouth just as he wanted to speak. The mouth of the wine pot reached into her mouth, and a choking liquor poured into her throat."If you take a sip of me, that's the right way to make a drink." Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, then released his hands."Keke..." Jiao Wan'er struggled to sit up. Although she was the leader of the gang, she was always too strong to drink. At that time, she drank at least half of the pot.Both sides of the cheek dyed a lump of blush, Jiao Wan'er felt dizzy, knew that he was slightly drunk, and couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu suspiciously. He didn't know whether the bastard was really drunk or fake drunk!As soon as his eyes turned, Jiao Wan'er made a plan and said in a coquettish voice: "song... Elder brother song, I just heard that you have done something sorry for Mrs. Luo... I don't know if it's serious?"Jiao Wan'er got goose bumps when he wanted to call the devil like this. However, it's a pity that Zeng Rou left now. He just took the opportunity to get some information."Eh, rouer, why does your voice seem to have changed?" Song Qingshu looked up at her and asked with some doubts.Jiao Wan'er was startled and said in a hurry, "brother, you're drunk. What's wrong with people's voice?"The sweet and greasy tone makes Jiao Wan'er can't believe that it's her, and she's very cold."It seems that I'm really drunk, even your voice has been heard wrong," Song Qingshu held his forehead and patted gently, "but rouer, you are really, and now you still call me big brother."Jiao Wan'er's face turned red, but in order to cover his words, he had to continue to disguise: "Xiang... Gong..."Although Jiao Wan'er's voice seems to be as slight as a mosquito, he is still very ashamed. He is so shameless that he can call other men to marry him"But I just want to cheat him, anyway, he doesn't know it's me..." Jiao Wan'er can't help comforting himself.However, Jiao Wan'er doesn't realize that his eyes to song Qingshu are not only hatred, but also a little bit more unclear."Good boy Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction, and then he wanted to kiss her.Jiao Wan'er was already on guard. He resisted his body and asked, "Xiang... Gong... You haven't answered my question yet.""What's the problem?"Looking at Song Qingshu's blank expression, Jiao Wan'er was so angry that he almost took out his dagger and stabbed it at once. He had to take a deep breath and repeated: "you just mentioned that you did something sorry for Mrs. Luo. Is that serious..."Jiao Wan'er naturally understands how serious the matter is. She just wants to slow down the other party's defensive mentality, worried that he won't tell Zeng Rou the truth."Oh, come to think of it," Song Qingshu sighed after a long silence. "Of course, it's serious. I'm afraid Mrs. Luo won't forgive me all her life."I wish you knew!Jiao Wan'er clenched his lips, blood gradually seeped out: "I don't know... What did Xianggong do to Wan'er's sister?"Song Qingshu opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, but did not say a word, and finally all turned into a sigh: "it's about Mrs. Luo's reputation, I can't say."Jiao Wan'er was unexpectedly relieved. He didn't even tell his wife. Before contacting Xia Qingqing again, he didn't seem to know. It seems that he still knows the importance.Fortunately, at least the two of them knew about it.Jiao Wan'er pauses for a moment and asks the most concerned question: "then... Will Xianggong do that to Wan'er's elder sister in the future?""This..." Song Qingshu immediately fell into a deep meditation, which immediately affected Jiao Wan'er's heartstrings, "I don't know.""What Jiao Wan'er is so angry that he thinks he is really repentant. If he doesn't pester himself in the future, Jiao Wan'er even plans to let it go. How can he hear such an answer."I also know that this is not right. Mrs. Koro's unique graceful and elegant temperament has always fascinated me. I'm afraid that if I can't control it, I will go to him again..."Listening to song Qingshu praising himself face to face, Jiao Wan'er suddenly has a strange feeling. He forgets to be angry for a moment, and the two of them just stand there quietly."Well, tonight is our big day, let's not talk about other women. It's worth a lot of money, rou'er. Let's sleep. " Song Qingshu suddenly broke the silence."Ah?" Jiao Wan'er was a fool. She had just given him so much wine. She thought he would fall asleep soon. Who knows that he didn't mean to sleep? How could she get away.When Jiao Wan'er hesitated, song Qingshu stretched out her hand and pulled her to her arms. When she turned over, she was pressed on the bed and her mouth was full of wine. She said: "rou'er, don't be afraid. I will take good care of you.""No!" Jiao Wan'er's Apricot eyes suddenly opened, but before he could react, his soft lips were blocked by song Qingshu, leaving only the voice of Wu.Hearing the woman's scream, Luo Liru, who has been hiding outside to listen to the corner of the wall, finally breathes a sigh of relief. Just now, their voices in the room were too small to hear clearly. Although Luo Liru thought that the woman's voice was a little familiar, he didn't think much about it. He said to the people around him with a smile: "it's really a long time to be in charge of the family. How long can we hold on to it?"-----The sister of VIP group administrator complained that in order to facilitate management, if you want to add VIP group, you need fans above young Xia. When you apply, you should attach the vertical and horizontal ID first, and then verify it again after entering the group.
