Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 125 Inviting the King to Sleep Together, Winning Love With a Sword (2)
Although it is a bit exaggerated to say it now, but this girl has an appetite——

It's really bigger.

She deliberately coaxed herself to send her back to the Song family, and as soon as she entered the door of the Song family, she began to behave uncharacteristically, all of which can explain the problem.

Duanmuqi raised one hand to reach behind her head, pressed her head into his arms, and pulled her to lie down beside him again.

When asking for help from others, Song Chuxi has always been able to bend and stretch, so she didn't resist, just like a cat, she poked his chest with her finger, her eyes flickered, and she stretched herself to look at him. face, "Then you agreed?"

"Heh—" Duanmuqi smiled, and after a while he said, "What gift do you want to give to the Empress Dowager?"

This matter is indeed difficult to handle.

In the previous life, after three years of dealing with each other, Song Chuxi can basically figure out the preferences of the Queen Mother Song, but for a person like her, who has been in a high position for so many years, what good things have you not seen?If it's just for superficiality, then you can deal with it anyway, but to win the other party's sincere trust and support——

Then it is not so easy.

For this matter, Song Chuxi naturally attached great importance to it, and couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips tightly, and began to think seriously.

Duanmuqi saw that she had suddenly lost her voice again, looked down, and then looked at her serious expression, something suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he sighed leisurely: "Now I'm afraid that if When I bring you into Beijing later, there will be more things that I need to worry about. Don't make me regret it!"

What he said sounded like ridicule and emotion.

But Song Chuxi's mind trembled slightly, but he clearly heard some warning.

So she grinned eloquently, and that smile made Duanmuqi see the familiar taste of calculation again.

"Why? Are you afraid that I will cause trouble for you if I go to Tianjing?" Song Chuxi said: "Anyway, Song Yaqing is here. If anything happens, you can just push me to the Song family. Everything will be fine." He will take care of it for me."

Thousands of miles away, Song Yaqing, the patriarch of the Song family who was rushing against the cold wind, sneezed.

Afterwards, the two discussed for a long time about the gift to be given to the Queen Mother Song. Song Chuxi talked enthusiastically and eloquently. In contrast, Duanmuqi's attitude was very perfunctory. He nodded whenever she said anything. Said yes, "you can do it if you like it".Song Chuxi made countless suggestions, but she rejected all of them in the end. After such a toss, almost an hour passed before she knew it.

Duanmu Qi yawned, stretched his waist and sat up from the couch.

Song Chuxi's enthusiastic voice stopped abruptly, and she frowned displeasedly: "Are you leaving?"

"Why? Reluctant?" Duanmuqi smiled, rubbed her cheeks with his fingers, and climbed up the pole, "Then come back with me?"

Song Chuxi immediately slapped his hand away, but after thinking about it, she just asked for help, and it was really inappropriate to turn her face like this, so she blinked her eyes, and immediately changed into a cute and playful expression and said : "You are a guest of the Song family, if I don't even entertain you for dinner, you will say later that I have no conscience for crossing rivers and tearing down bridges!"

Knowing that she was insincerely perfunctory, Duanmuqi couldn't help but smile.

At that time, Song Chuxi was sitting with his back on his back.

He looked at her exquisite back with slightly hanging head from behind, the smile in his eyes slowly melted away bit by bit, and then he caught her from behind and pulled her into his arms, hugging her vigorously for a moment.

Song Chuxi turned to look at him suspiciously.

At that time, his chin was pressed against her shoulder, and Song Chuxi suddenly looked back, and his blood-colored red lips happened to rub against her cheek.

"Huh——" Song Chuxi was startled, and blurted out a low cry, her body suddenly stiffened instinctively for a moment.

"Do you really want to stay with me for dinner?" Duanmuqi seemed to be completely oblivious, he spoke in a playful tone, his voice was very soft, and his slightly warm breath fell on Song Chuxi's cheek.

Xu was warmed by the heat, Song Chuxi felt faintly hot on his cheeks.

"I'm just saying..." She blurted out subconsciously.

"Ha——" Then Duanmu Qi smiled even brighter.

He let her go, calmly straightened the folds on the robe, and walked towards the door.

Song Chuxi still felt a little burning on that side of her cheek, she lost her mind for a moment, looked up and saw that he had already walked to the door, and unconsciously called out to him, "Are you really leaving now?"

Duanmuqi stopped, turned his head, and slightly raised his lips, that smile, reflecting the afterglow of the evening sunset, was quite deceptive.

He took a deep look at her, and with the brilliance of the golden sun, there was a bit more evil and bewitching light in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that if you don't want me to leave again, I can still refuse to stay and have dinner together. If you invite me to sleep together later—" he said, "I might really agree."

It is true that it was just a joke to tease her, but it didn't seem to be such a pure joke.

Song Chuxi didn't think about anything, just grabbed the soft pillow at hand and smashed it.

Duanmuqi didn't hide at all, because her subordinates were completely out of focus, the pillow directly brushed past him and fell into the lotus pond full of mud outside.

Song Chuxi stared at him angrily.

Duanmuqi leaned against the door frame recklessly, looked at her with a smile, and after a while, straightened up, turned around and walked out.

Song Chuxi sat there without moving, although she knew that she could see his back leaving from the outside through the window when she turned her head, but even after Duanmuqi left for a long time, she sat there without moving until the beginning of the night At the end, the light in the room gradually dimmed, she raised her hand just now, and pressed her palm lightly on her neck——

Before, Duanmuqi was obsessed with the place he touched.

After Xie Qiushui, the old lady did not go back to the main courtyard, but personally sent Song Chuning to Jingyu Pavilion where Song Chuning lived.

(End of this chapter)