The female partner who crosses the abandoned woman does not counterattack

Chapter 103 Goodbye, Song Qingxiu

After Song Qingxiu left, Ye Yao had no intention of going to sleep after these two troubles. She went back to her room to tidy up and then went back to the dyeing workshop under the Cloth Village to study.

The work in the dyeing workshop is cumbersome and busy, and Ye Yao has been busy until dusk.However, when she thinks that she has nothing to do when she goes back to the other courtyard, she may still think of Song Qingxiu. She simply finished dinner with the workers in the dyeing workshop, and then returned to the other courtyard exhausted with help until Xushi.

Since Song Qingxiu rarely came to the Song Family Courtyard, there would not be many servants here, so it was relatively deserted.Ye Yao is not a person who would bother others, so she usually does the lighting and making of the bed by herself.So when she returned to the courtyard and stood outside looking at the dark room, Ye Yao couldn't help thinking of Song Qingxiu, thinking of every night with him by his company.

Pushing open the door and walking in, just as Ye Yao closed the door and turned around, suddenly a breeze blew past her ears, blowing a strand of her hair.Before Ye Yao noticed it, her body fell into an embrace the next moment, and the door was stuck behind her instantly.She was so frightened that she was about to yell, but the next second her mouth was blocked by a soft piece.

"Mmmm."

She stretched out her hands to push the person who was holding her, but the other person's iron arms tightly bound her waist, she managed to push open a gap and was immediately held down by the other person.

The man's movements were not at all gentle, he rubbed her lips roughly, and his chin was pinched and raised by the other party, forcing her to hold her face up to bear his ravages on her lips.

For a moment, Ye Yao remembered the feeling of being pressed to the ground that day and the tactile sensation of gnawing on her neck, and panic immediately permeated her whole body.She pushed the person in front of her with all her strength, but he easily grabbed her hands and pressed them to the door, preventing her from moving.

"No"

She tried her best to turn her head away, but the sucking on her lips followed her exactly, and the restraint on her hands did not relax at all, so Ye Yao couldn't breathe, so she had to breathe hard.A strong smell of alcohol mixed with the familiar fragrance penetrated into Ye Yao's nose, causing Ye Yao to change from panic to surprise.

But before she could recover from the shock, her body was suddenly thrown into the air, the world spun, and she was placed on the table.Because of her presence, all the teacups on the table fell to the ground in an instant, Ye Yao struggled to get up, but was pressed down with one hand, and the sound of cloth being torn echoed.

"Song Qingxiu, don't do this."

She yelled anxiously, but Song Qingxiu, who was drunk, didn't seem to hear her, bent over to suppress her struggle, and his big and generous palms gradually moved up along her waist.

"No, Song Qingxiu, wake up."

She pushed his hand on her waist, avoiding his touch.

"Let go of me, you are crazy Song Qingxiu!"

Feeling that her callused hand had slipped into her inner shirt and pressed against her back, Ye Yao trembled for a while, her tone became more anxious and begged.

"Don't, don't do this Song Qingxiu"

Maybe it was Ye Yao's crying voice that made Song Qingxiu, who had lost his mind, regain a sliver of clarity.He raised his head slightly, looking at Ye Yao with tears in his red eyes in confusion, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the red and swollen lips from his kiss.

"Don't like him."

"Song Qingxiu"

"Don't like him, okay?"

Hearing his murmur, Ye Yao thought that he regarded her as Ye Jinxin, but felt as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer in her heart, which made her internal organs throb with pain, and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

"Song Qingxiu, you have the wrong person. Hmm."

Before she could express her grievance, Song Qingxiu, who bowed her face, sealed it again.This time Song Qingxiu's actions lost the rudeness just now, and became cautious as if he was holding a fragile object.But Ye Yao's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the sea, and her limbs felt cold due to the sadness.

At this moment, there were several knocks on the door, followed by Nan Wuyu's voice.

"Mrs. Song, are you back?"

Hearing Nan Wuyu's voice, Ye Yao turned her head and struggled, but she didn't want Song Qingxiu to move faster than her.The pressure from her body suddenly eased, and before Ye Yao could react, Song Qingxiu had already stepped forward and opened the door.

Ye Yao sat up quickly, and saw two figures fighting outside in the night, she hurriedly grabbed the broken clothes and covered her chest, jumped off the table and ran outside, screaming anxiously while running.

"Nan Wuyu, be gentle, he's drunk."

Hearing that Nan Wuyu dodged to the side to avoid Song Qingxiu's swipe, pulled out the folding fan pinned to his waist, and while being wary of Song Qingxiu, took the time to ask Ye Yao.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, take it easy and don't hurt him, just knock him out."

"Okay, respect is worse than obedience, but he is a drunk, the young master can handle it."

Nan Wuyu raised one eyebrow lightly, put her five fingers together, and suddenly turned to Ye Yao's side to attack her, causing Ye Yao to back up a few steps in fright.But she still exclaimed, and another figure stood in front of her even faster.

Seeing this, Nan Wuyu pursed her lips proudly, and the folding fan in her hand moved forward quickly. Song Qingxiu's body shook, and then slowly fell down.

Beside Ye Yao hurriedly stretched out her hand to catch Song Qingxiu's slipping body, and was pressed down to the ground by his heavy weight.

"Help me, Nan Wuyu."

"My husband did it himself, but I knocked him out for you."

Clapping his hands, Nan Wuyu glanced at the two people on the ground in distaste, leisurely lifted up his robe and sat on the edge of the corridor, and also flicked the non-existent dust on it.

Nan Wuyu made it clear that she would not help, Ye Yao had no choice but to grit her teeth and lift the man up, supporting the door panel with painstaking efforts to send him back to her room.

Throwing someone on the bed, she immediately found a bag, opened the closet, changed the broken clothes on her body, and turned out all the silver bills that were pressed under the clothes she wanted to change, some stuffed on her body, some put it in the bag.

After doing all this, she looked back at Song Qingxiu, who had fallen asleep peacefully at this time, with a gentle expression on his face that completely lost the madness just now, and her mind moved slightly.

She walked up to him, carefully took off his boots and clothes for him, and then covered him with a quilt carefully.In the end, Ye Yao half bent down, her fingers brushed his eyes along his sword eyebrows, then his high nose, and finally stayed on the thin lips that had kissed her not long ago, and lowered her head on his lips. Up and down kiss, said softly.

"Goodbye, Song Qingxiu."

Carrying the burden on her back, Ye Yao walked out of the room and closed the door, turned her head to face Shang Nan Wuyu's stunned expression, forced a smile.

"Clean up, let's go to the rivers and lakes."

"You are, are you planning to leave like this? At this time??"

Looking at the burden on her shoulders, Nan Wuyu felt deeply disturbed.

"Of course, what's wrong with that?"

Nan Wuyu glanced into the room, and said with a dry smile, "No problem, but you don't plan to take your little maid with you?"

"No, she is working hard now, and I don't want to disturb her. Nan Wuyu, you don't want to regret it now, do you?"

"Of course not. Is the young master the kind of person who doesn't keep his word? Now that you've made up your mind, go back to my room and tidy up and let's go."

"it is good."

Ye Yao turned her head and looked into the dark room again. After a while, she turned her head resolutely and followed Nan Wuyu's footsteps.

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