Chapter 64

Duolong and Zhang Kangnian looked at each other, and the same thought flashed in their hearts: it's the best two sons of Wei brothers, and it's terrible for other women to be jealous.

After a moment's impulse, Shuisheng can't help regretting it. He looks at Song Qingshu fearfully. Seeing that he doesn't comment, he can't help but spit out his tongue. It's so lovely. Fortunately, they are far away from the crowd here. Otherwise, if a group of big men see her in a man's suit, but she has such a little girl's posture, they may cause another storm.

Xia Qingqing can't help stamping her feet. She looks at Song Qingshu angrily and thinks that Trinket is so stupid. The answers are all in front of her. On the contrary, other men have taken advantage of her. She can't help thinking about why she should invite him to her room later

Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously at all, but just now when he came into contact with Xia Qingqing's smiling and angry eyes, he could not help but shiver. He could not help clearing his throat and said, "I happen to have a couplet here. I hope you can give me some advice."

Xia Qingqing's eyes were bright, and I thought, even if you were worse, I had a way to invite you in. For example, this girl is the referee. I has the final say tonight.

"Mr. Wei, Gao Cai, must have done something extraordinary?"

Song Qingshu stood up and put his answer into everyone's ears: "youyou girl, the first couplet is" smoke lock pond willow ", and the second couplet is" peach burning Jinjiang dike "

The previous couplet, whether good or bad, was always commented by a group of people after the second couplet was given. The sound of Song Qing's words fell, but the scene fell into a strange silence.

Wang YuYan's eyes were full of color. She took a peek at the profile of song Qingshu. She was very melancholy: "if my cousin had his literary talent, how wonderful it would be..."

Xia Qingqing took a surprise look at him, looked around and chuckled: "what Mr. Wei is doing is the best tonight, you must have no problem?"

"Good!" A group of people applauded, we linger in fireworks, at least the demeanor is still some, say a little vulgar, although we are all clients, but the bottom line of clients is still some. Song Qingshu's answer is indeed the best, no one will be so open-minded, this time to pick a bone in the egg.

"In that case, youyou would like to invite Mr. Wei upstairs." Xia Qingqing smiles, leaving a graceful figure that makes the whole audience drool, disappearing in the back hall.

Soon a servant girl came forward to invite: "Mr. Wei, my girl is invited."

Song Qingshu is struggling in his heart. Will he go or not? If you go, you will be damaged. If you don't, you are still a man!

With a smile on his face, song Qingshu politely follows the servant girl and walks upstairs in the envious eyes of a group of men.

"Big sex wolf, dead thief!" Water Sheng in the heart a burst of irritability, sat down and kept pouring a few glasses of wine for oneself.

"Sister Shui, the son of song is so elegant and extraordinary. This trip may not be as... Unbearable as others think." Wang YuYan's pretty face turned red and she was indecent. Seeing Shuisheng's jealous appearance and being a woman, she could not help saying something.

"What does he want to do have anything to do with me..." Shuisheng reluctantly smiles, holds his cheek with his hand, and sits in a dazed trance.

"Er, why is the hall so cold and quiet, elder brother song?" Trinket, who had just returned, asked suspiciously. He was full of hate. He slipped into the cellar and happened to meet a boy who was having an affair with a servant girl. Although he had a good eye, he had to hide in the cellar for a long time, so he came back so long.

"What Hearing that song Qingshu was invited into the boudoir by Huakui youyou girl, trinket's face was strange and heartbroken: grandma bear, grandfather, I went through a lot of hardships before I replaced the wine sent to Huakui's room with spring wine. I thought... I didn't know it was all cheap!

Well, it's a great loss to be with this little white face... Trinket glanced at Wang Yuyan and Shuisheng, and hated them.

When song Qingshu came to a secluded cottage with his maid, he smelled the sweet smell of rouge. For a moment, he felt as if he had been separated from the rest of the world. When he entertained some business partners, he often went to these romantic places. "I don't know who is more skillful in this ancient famous prostitute than those modern fox spirits..."

"Mr. Wei, please come in and have a seat." When song Qingshu was stunned, the sweet and attractive voice of a quiet girl came from behind the Pearl curtain.

After sitting down next to her, song Qingshu had a chance to look at her closely. She had changed into a light green gauze skirt. Her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders. She was charming and lazy. Her face was covered with thin powder. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring. A pair of watery eyes were about to drip water.

By her smile, like Ye Fei Ye's eyes swept, Song Qing book face can't help but some red, subconsciously bowed his head, dare not look.

Xia Qingqing smiles in her heart, saying that Trinket is a flower greedy and lustful man, but she is so shy.

As a married woman, she has already lost her girlishness. In addition, she was born in the Jianghu, so she didn't have so much scruples about her words and deeds. She wanted to finish the task without revealing her flaws, and she didn't mind showing yuan Chengzhi all kinds of customs.

However, song Qingshu was a little annoyed about why he was such a first brother. When he was at the right moment, he had not experienced it. He immediately picked up his mind, raised his head and asked with a smile, "I don't know what is the third question of youyou girl?"

"It's a long night. There's plenty of time. Why are you so anxious?" Xia Qingxing wave flow, smile, "today I have to see the young master, you admire unceasingly, first respect the young master a cup."

Looking at each other's slender hands holding the wine glass, song Qingshu was a little thirsty for a moment. He reached out to take it over, but accidentally met each other's soft skin.

Xia Qingqing flashed a cold light in her eyes. She thought that it was not to delay waiting for elder brother yuan. They had to kill him with one sword.

Song Qingshu was not aware of the hidden murders in the gentle countryside. He drank all the wine in his cup, and it turned into seven points of heat. However, he couldn't erase the cold and comfortable feeling from the other person's finger skin just now.

"Where is youyou girl?" Song Qingshu asked. In his previous life, he often laughed at a friend who advised the young lady to be good every time he went to the club. He didn't expect that he could not help but have the same idea at the moment. He was very sorry that such an outstanding person would fall into the dust.

"The little girl has long forgotten," Xia Qingqing said with a smile, "the beautiful scenery of Liangcheng tonight. We can talk about the bad weather. Why talk about the sad things." Between a smile and a twinkle, the sadness and helplessness in FengChen's heart are fully interpreted.

"It's impolite of me," he thought. I'm afraid that what he said just now might have touched the sadness of her life. Song Qingshu was a little upset. "I'll make amends for this glass of wine."

"You are a noble guest. How dare you let you drink alone?" Xia Qingqing smiles, takes the wine pot replaced by trinket, pours out a cup and drinks it down.