Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 10

[Chapter 10 Late Revenge]

Zhou Zhiruo happened to be a little thirsty, so she picked it up and drank it.

The two chatted for a while, and then became cold again, Zhou Zhiruo had to say, “It’s getting late, let’s rest.”

After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was stunned to find that Song Qingshu was also following behind him, and suddenly said with a somewhat unpleasant expression: “What are you doing here? Your bed is over there.”

Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: “I want to sleep in this bed.”

Zhou Zhiruo felt a little anger in her heart, but she was already pitiful enough for him, so she stood up, “Then I’ll go to sleep on the ground.”

“No, no, I want to sleep with you.” Song Qingshu laughed even more.

“You!” Zhou Zhiruo thought to herself that something was wrong with him, she raised her hand and wanted to give him a slap, but suddenly her eyes darkened and she collapsed on the bed weakly.

Song Qingshu looked at the bed with a smile. Zhou Zhiruo, whose eyes seemed to be open but closed, said, “Miss, how does it taste like Ten Fragrant Soft Tendons for my husband?”

Zhou Zhiruo remembered the cup of tea he handed over just now, she was startled, and whispered, “Song Qingshu, are you crazy?”

“Am I crazy?” Song Qingshu laughed strangely, “I’m really crazy, just watching you and Zhang Wuji go upside down in front of me, but I have to pretend that I don’t know everything.”

“What*?” Zhou Zhiruo paled in shock, thinking that he knew about his agreement with Zhang Wuji, and said with a guilty conscience, “You know? Impossible, you’re not…”

“Didn’t I get acupuncture?” Song Qingshu stroked her smooth face and said in a hurry, “Fortunately, the sky has eyes, I woke up by chance, and then I prepared for you when I was prepared. Ten Xiang Ruan Jin San vomited out, and only then did I know how ugly you two are.” If it weren’t for the fact that the two of them pretended to heal themselves, but secretly dated, Song Qingshu wouldn’t be so angry, and before leaving Decided to take revenge.

“Song Qingshu! What do you want?” Zhou Zhiruo felt her scalp tingle when he touched her face.

“Such a beautiful day, you and I are sleeping in the same bed, and we are husband and wife. What do you think I want?” Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one, one, another, he deliberately unbuttoned Very slow, very slow.

“Song Qingshu, how dare you!” Seeing her clothes being undone bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed and raised her eyebrows, scolding.

“I’m your husband, what’s wrong with letting you do your wife’s responsibilities?” Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles outside, admiring the light pink coat inside, “Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered.”

“Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!” With a chill in her chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the nightmare that was about to come.

“Dead with a peony flower, it’s romantic to be a ghost. It’s worth it to be able to have a good night with a world-famous beauty like you.” Song Qingshu took her by the shoulders, helped her up, and curled the hair on her head. The bun was loosened and let down, and the whole head of blue silk was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Song Qingshu couldn’t help but breathe because of the beauty.

“Qingshu, can you let me go? You used to be so good to me, why are you doing this now?” Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu was no longer a threat, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn’t help but whisper.

“When I thought that you wanted to refuse and lie down on the ground under Zhang Wuji, the previous Song Qingshu was already dead.” Song Qingshu said coldly, and with a single finger, he opened the knot at the back of her neck, wearing a pink coat. Silently slipped down to his waist.

“You misunderstood…” Zhou Zhiruo had always thought that Song Qingshu was so angry when she heard her promise to reconcile with Zhang Wuji, and she was so angry when she continued the relationship, and now she realized that this was not the case at all.

“Misunderstanding?” Song Qingshu sneered, “I have seen any misunderstandings with my own eyes, stop talking nonsense, it will only make me look down on you even more.”

“I’m not with him!” Knowing that all explanations were in vain, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes in pain, and a drop of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

“It’s really fragrant!” Song Qingshu raised his head, feeling that the time was almost up, and he fell down…

[End of this Chapter]