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"Then burn me with your fire." Song Yinzhang's hands climbed up and grabbed Xu Qingmo's waist.

Xu Qingmo looked at Song Yinzhang, who was just inches away from him, and his heart was beating rapidly.

However, Song Yinzhang kept on pushing him to the bottom line. She reached out her hand and ripped off the shirt tied around his wrist.

"I itch." Song Yinzhang puffed out a breath that was like an orchid, spraying it on Xu Qingmo's face.

Xu Qingmo sat on the ground and tried his best to restrain himself. If he was really impulsive, he would need to stand up against Song Yinzhang to do anything.

Song Yinzhang suddenly stood up, took off her shoes, and used her crystal foot that was wrapped in silk stockings to step on Xu Qingmo's shoulder.

"I command you, give me!" Song Yinzhang's aura changed, as if she was a queen ordering her.

Xu Qingmo suddenly raised his head as his gaze swept past the bottom of Song Yinzhang's skirt, and landed on her exquisite face.

"How dare you."

"Really?" "Then overthrow me." Song Yinzhang said coldly.

Xu Qingmo immediately turned over and became his master.

"AHH!"

To Xu Qingmo, Song Yinzhang and Fei Huaiyin were different.

Although the two of them were both noble women from Yujing, one was a goddess revered by tens of thousands of people while the other was only in casual attire, bringing his daughter here for sightseeing.

Although the both of them looked extremely beautiful, to someone like Xu Qingmo who was fearless, the goddess that everyone admired was naturally more alluring.

Fei Hanyin stood there as if he was announcing to Xu Qingmo, "Come and conquer me!"

But Song Yinzhang only treated her as a customer in the beginning.

It could be said that when Xu Qingmo first saw Fei Huayin, he already had the desire to conquer her. He wanted to see such a noble woman kneel down and beg for mercy, but Song Yinzhang was just a beautiful woman.

This mature woman had a side that one would cherish and a side that one would want to conquer.

In terms of nobility and coldness, Song Yinzhang could not compare to Fei Huiyin, but she was a bit more gentle and considerate than him.

However, the reason why Xu Qingmo was able to combine his strength with Fei Huiyin without any psychological pressure and yet was unable to maintain his sincerity was not only because he was unable to control himself while he was under the fake mountain, but more importantly because of their children.

Song Yinzhang was around three or four years older than Fei Huai, but the age difference between the two of their daughters was just too huge. Song Qingyin was about to become an adult, and Tingting was only a child.

Although it was not appropriate, this situation was already very common in society. There were many widows who brought their own children and married off to another person, but towards Song Yinzhang, Xu Qingmo felt that perhaps he was more similar to a lover.

On this point, the distance between Xu Qingmo and himself was even wider. Xu Qingmo did not want to see Song Qingyin in the future and so, in his heart, he addressed her as his daughter.

This was why Xu Qingmo had insisted on going through with it.

At this moment, all of his perseverance was on the verge of collapse.

Xu Qingmo still had one last bit of rationality, so he kept defending the last line of defense for himself and Song Yinzhang from beginning to end.

So much so that he broke through the suppression and turned around to become Song Yinzhang's master. But at the last step, he became a little more clear-headed and in the end, he still stopped and did not truly overthrow Song Yinzhang.

Xu Qingmo had not been able to stand up from beginning to end. If he sat there, his posture would be inconvenient and it would be easier for him to defend the last line of defense.

Song Yinzhang had long fallen into a state of insanity, crazily taking what she could. If Xu Qingmo didn't move, she would move herself, and other than the last line of defense, she had already completely occupied Xu Qingmo.

Finally, the torrential downpour came to a halt.

Xu Qingmo raised his head, his entire body trembling. Then, he took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes; he felt that the smoke in the air had dissipated by a lot, and it was not long before Song Yinzhang's recovery time.

Lowering his head, Song Yinzhang also raised his head, looking at Xu Qingmo, his eyes were filled with desire, he pursed his lips and swallowed.

"Cough, cough." Song Yinzhang coughed with her hands covering her mouth as she glared at Xu Qingmo with hidden bitterness, then slowly fell into Xu Qingmo's embrace with her head leaning on her chest, as if she was listening to his heartbeat. She thought for a bit, then grabbed Xu Qingmo's right hand and slowly inserted it between her own two legs.

Xu Qingmo knew that he had felt better, and perhaps Song Yinzhang was feeling very uncomfortable.

His fingers moved slightly.

Song Yinzhang was tired, perhaps because the smoke had dissipated and the effect had weakened, or because of the madness just now, she had expended all of her energy.

Song Yinzhang extended a finger and used her fingertip to draw circles on Xu Qingmo's chest.

"Are you really not willing to go back with me?" Song Yinzhang's mouth even carried a hint of bewitching.

Xu Qingmo shook his head and did not say a word.

"Why? Am I not good? " Song Yinzhang was like a jealous little girl.

"No." Xu Qingmo said straightforwardly. He had just tasted Song Yinzhang, so he knew Song Yinzhang's taste better than anyone else.

"But you still don't want to come with me." Song Yinzhang sighed, "Your female boss and I have reached an agreement on cooperation, and we are about to leave this place soon."

"Yes." Xu Qingmo nodded silently.

"You know, Qing Yin likes you too." Song Yinzhang suddenly said.

Xu Qingmo was startled, he did not understand why Song Yinzhang would suddenly mention about her daughter.

"The age difference between us is a little too big, but Qing Yin is just perfect for you." Song Yinzhang said again, "Perhaps, you can be with Qing Yin, and then we …"

Xu Qingmo's breath quickened, he actually had such a thought?

"Then I will call you son-in-law, and you will call me mother-in-law." Song Yinzhang laughed, "But so what? In this world, there is no status that can stop love, although we don't have any status, I am not begging you to give me a name, as long as I can be together with you, I will be satisfied."

Xu Qingmo's excited fingers sped up, causing Song Yinzhang's body to throb.

"I don't care about the opinions of others. As long as I can be together with you, so what if I am despised by the entire world?" Song Yinzhang drew circles on Xu Qingmo's chest and hooked his neck.

"I'm willing to share you with Qing Yin, what about you?"

Xu Qingmo's breathing had almost stopped, but Song Yinzhang had actually drawn out a beautiful blueprint. He couldn't help but think of the days when she would have to marry Song Qingyin and live in a big villa with this mother and daughter pair.

Mother and daughter flower, just what kind of amorous style was that?

On the other hand, Song Qingyin had a bad temper, but in terms of looks and body, she had inherited Song Yinzhang. Although she had not fully matured yet, it was possible to foresee her beautiful looks in a few years.

As long as he nodded his head, he would be able to achieve the goal of enjoying the blessings and blessings of heaven and earth every day.

However, at this time, the image of a person wearing a large white shirt standing in front of his room's door, looking at his figure with a pitiful expression appeared in Xu Qingmo's mind.

Little Chu

Xu Qingmo firmly shook his head.

Song Yinzhang sighed, and did not continue asking this question. She only pulled Xu Qingmo's neck down, and whispered into his ear. "You're not willing to come with me, and aren't you even willing to give me the last bit of hope?"

Xu Qingmo could no longer resist, he pulled out his own hand and threw Song Yinzhang onto the ground, then raised his spear and got on his horse!

Travelling through Song Yinzhang, Xu Qingmo finally stopped to rest.

The two of them quietly enjoyed this final moment of silence.

However, at this moment, the sound of a siren came from outside the door, breaking the silence.

Xu Qingmo was extremely flustered, and even his clothes could not be found. In the end, Xu Qingmo still helped him find the clothes.

As soon as they put on the clothes, the warehouse door was smashed open and teams of policemen with guns came running in. Although they had already seen the people lying on the ground outside, they were still frightened when they saw the bearded man beside the cage.

Many of those lying on the ground were heavily injured, and some were even in danger. However, the ones that were truly dead were the ones who were actually dead. As for the big bearded man in the warehouse, his head had been punctured by the piece of porcelain …

As for the murderer?

There were only Xu Qingmo and Song Yinzhang in the entire warehouse, but how did they get locked in the iron cage?

A part of them went to the scene to protect it while checking on Big Beard. Some of them also came to open the iron cage for Xu Qingmo and Xu Qingmo.

Under the gazes of the crowd, Song Yinzhang returned to her original appearance, and became unfamiliar with Xu Qingmo.

The moment he walked out of the warehouse, Xu Qingmo saw Song Qingyin and Xia Xiaotong standing outside the isolation line, looking at him and Song Yinzhang with teary eyes.

Xia Xiaotong was still fine, she didn't make a sound, but her eyes were red instead. However, Song Qingyin couldn't help but call out her mother, broke through the isolation belt, and ran over to hug Song Yinzhang.

Their company's goods were all stored here, and each of them had some authority in the Jinling. With the news that such a huge incident had occurred here, they immediately rushed over, afraid that their goods would have problems.

A small police officer who was maintaining order saw Song Qingyin rushing in, and wanted to stop him, but she was blocked by an old police officer who was standing at the side.

"I'm fine, don't cry." Song Yinzhang patted Song Qingyin's back as he spoke, and then his body went limp in Song Qingyin's embrace. Xu Qingmo, who was beside her, also reached out his hand to grab her arm.

"You're still saying that you're fine, but you can't even stand properly." Song Qingyin cried.

"I'm really fine, just a little tired." Song Yinzhang was not unconscious, he regained his balance and sneaked a glance at Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo quickly let go of his hands. He had to bear the primary responsibility if Song Yinzhang was unable to stand steadily.