Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 211
What's even more exasperating is that he feels that he has been calculated by the fat boy in front of him______ If the fat boy had told him this before, he would never underestimate him.

"Say so much, you're just trying to vent your anger and see that I'm not happy." After Han Shaoqing thought it over, he didn't bother with Wen Baozi.After all, Baozi Wen belonged to Song Xueyi and the others, so he had no reason to care about a few provocations.However, he still couldn't help stabbing Wen Baozi, "Sure enough, he's still a kid who hasn't grown up, childish."

Wen Baozi's smile didn't change, but intensified, almost to the ears, for fear that Han Shaoqing wouldn't see the mocking expression on his face, "Wrong, wrong, you are wrong. I didn't say it before, not just to get revenge on you, More importantly, I want you to agree to the bet!"

Han Shaoqing's heart skipped a beat.

"Hey." Wen Baozi squinted his eyes and smiled: "Showing weakness first and then provoking you to agree to the bet is tantamount to satisfying Master Jiu's interest. When I win, I can make a promise in front of Master Jiu and Master Song." The first credit, let them see my strength!"

This bastard!Han Shaoqing's face darkened slightly.

Wen Baozi came over happily, trying to pat Han Shaoqing on the shoulder, but he couldn't reach it.Instead, he slapped his buttocks smoothly, three times in a row, "Good opponent, remember to be careful, otherwise there will be no sense of accomplishment if you win, and I won't be able to show my talent in front of Master Jiu and the others! Also, do you really think Do I care about water mist materials? Compared with the goods provided by Master Song and the opportunity to do business with the four major cities, your little things can only be regarded as icing on the cake."

Then, he took his hand back and wiped the fabric of his clothes, and walked away leisurely.

Leaving Han Shaoqing in place, the black has become the bottom of the pot.

This damn pig pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger's white bread!
Song Zhihua's face was even more silly, not knowing how to comfort Han Shaoqing, and she was even more scruples and fearful of Lingjiu.Why would someone become extraordinarily abnormal as soon as they were by her side! ?
At this moment, Lingjiu was sitting in the carriage going back to Song's house.

Song Xueyi peeled the fruit shell for her, fed the pulp into her mouth, and said with a light smile, "How did Jiu'er come up with this method of competition?"

Lingjiu looked pure and kind, "I said, the reason is that Baozi Wen said that self-made is fair, do you believe it?"

"Hehe." Song Xueyi pinched her little nose.

Lingjiu turned her head to avoid it, first cast a helpless glance at Song Xueyi, then shrugged and said, "Well, I knew you didn't believe me."

Song Xueyi said heartily, I will believe everything you say, even if you know it is false.However, he knew that this answer was definitely not what the girl needed right now.

"Since you know I don't believe it, how about telling me the truth?" He lowered his head and kissed the girl on the cheek.

The young man's behavior, coupled with his knowledge-seeking eyes, and his gentle questioning, gave Lingjiu a feeling that when he kissed himself, he was betraying his lust for an answer.

Properly entertained by the truth of "youth betraying morals" that she conjectured, Lingjiu smiled and taught Song Xueyi: "Always learn to find some entertainment for yourself to relax when you are busy."

Song Xueyi can always grasp the point in a flash, "Wen Zixiang and Han Shaoqing have become entertainment?"

The corner of Lingjiu's mouth twitched, "Needless to say so directly."

"Haha." Song Xueyi laughed out loud looking at her expression.

The light in the carriage was dim, and the boy's smiling eyes were as clear as crystals immersed in water, his water-colored lips were raised, and his whole person exuded an extremely moving elegance.

Lingjiu was so infected that she also laughed, "Tomorrow will definitely be very interesting."

"Ah."

The carriage moved forward slowly, and when it arrived at Song's house, the sun had just set for half a head.

Today, the Song family hosted a banquet for the Han family's returnees.

Song Xueyi and Lingjiu went back to the house and changed their clothes. When they attended the dinner, they saw that Han Shaoqing and Song Zhihua had already returned.

The banquet was not too grand and lively, but it was also enjoyable.

There is a song and dance performance in the center, the dancer has a good figure and pretty face, she is the most beautiful in the center, she winks at Song Xueyi frequently.

Everything was seen by Lingjiu. Looking up at Song Xueyi, she didn't seem to notice it at all. She only cared about picking fishbone with her vegetables, which made Lingjiu think: All the winking is for nothing. Her Song Xiaobai is really He is a good boy who is filial and well-behaved.

But she didn't know that Song Xueyi had captured the joy in the corner of her mouth, which made him lick his lips slightly.Wherever her eyes drifted, Song Xueyi's chopsticks would be stretched out wherever her hands didn't move, and they would be brought to her, and she would eat them naturally.

It's not that Lingjiu hasn't thought about changing this tacit understanding and habit, but she can't stand Song Xueyi's gentle offensive.

Song Xueyi thought in her heart: Jiu'er takes care of everything by himself, without him, she wouldn't be used to it!I just want to get used to it more deeply and get used to it, so that Jiu'er can't do without me.

At this time, this guy still didn't realize how dark his mind was.

When the moon is hollow, the dinner party is over.

At this time, Lingjiu was already nestled in Song Xueyi's arms, half asleep and half awake.It's not because of her lethargy, it's because of this guy's whim, when the dancing girl was offering wine, she took away the wine glass, and before Song Xueyi could react, she got bored.

The wine was in her stomach, she didn't use the alcohol-repelling charm or spiritual power to resist, she let the alcohol digest, her cheeks were bright red after a while, and she fell into Song Xueyi's arms.

Everyone left the banquet and dispersed separately, Song Xueyi tightly wrapped the thin blanket that wrapped Lingjiu, and carried her to the Xueyuan.

In the afternoon, they had already bathed and changed their clothes. After a dinner party, they inevitably smelled a little strange.Song Xueyi whispered in Lingjiu's ear, "Jiu'er?"

Lingjiu's delicate eyebrows trembled, and she rubbed her head against his embrace again, but there was no other reaction.

Song Xueyi laughed silently, took off her shoes and socks lightly, put her on the bed, then turned around and went to the cubicle to get a hot brocade handkerchief, wiped her cheeks and hands and feet.

Under the soft lighting in the room, the girl's little feet are round and white, and her nails are like small pink shells, which make her little feet more translucent and lovely.

After Song Xueyi wiped her down, the hand still held the girl's little feet lovingly, kneading and kneading her so much that she had a great time.

Anyone who is played by him like this will feel it. Lingjiu lying on the bed kicked his feet, and opened a gap in his eyes slightly.

"Song Xiaobai!" Her tone of majesty in a daze was soft and coquettish to Song Xueyi.

However, the goal was achieved. After hearing her voice, Song Xueyi slowly let go of her feet, stretched out his arms to wrap her arms around her waist, and coaxed softly, "Take off your clothes and go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)