Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 268

[Chapter 268 Poetry Talent]

“You are so courageous, you dare to joke Mrs. Ben!” Su Quan suddenly lowered her face.

“Madam, don’t misunderstand,” Fang Yi said, even though she was on Song Qingshu’s side, but Su Quan’s long-standing prestige was still there, and she quickly explained, “I mean by Madam’s method, you don’t need to really let Song Qingshu take advantage of it. Achieving the goal.” The Shenlong Cult members secretly rumored that Su Quan, like the vixen in Liao Zhai, could fascinate the soul, Fang Yi was skeptical about this, and could not help but take the opportunity to test it out.

“This is also a way.” Su Quan nodded as expected. In fact, she also thought about going out on her own at first, but she was worried that Song Qingshu’s martial arts skills were too high. just hesitated.

Fang Yi was startled, thinking that she had to find an opportunity to remind Song Qingshu, so as not to get her way.

“Are you sure that Song Qingshu has been seduced by you and can’t hold back?” Su Quan thought for a while and decided to confirm it again.

“Well.” Fang Yi pretended to be shy and nodded, but what she thought in her mind was: I can’t control it…

“Well, let’s show you how powerful this lady is.” Su Quan snorted, and a hint of confidence appeared on her face. The color, just finished speaking and then walked out.

“Madam, are you planning to go now?” Fang Yi secretly complained. First, she was worried that she saw the battlefield after the two had been in a mess, and second, she thought that she hadn’t had time to remind Song Qingshu.

“Is there any problem?” Su Quan stared at her suspiciously. “With your foreshadowing, the rest of the matter is easy for Mrs. Ben.” Su Quan is very confident in her ecstasy technique. Except for some old church members, there is no man who is not played by her and applauded.

“No problem, I wish Madam victory.” Fang Yi replied quickly.

“Guri is weird, something is wrong after you came back.” Su Quan frowned, but she didn’t think of a reason. Although there was a feeling of inappropriateness, but now the opportunity is rare, Su Quan is really unwilling to give up.

Seeing the figure of Su Quan disappearing at the door, Fang Yi muttered to herself: Brother Song, I hope you are really a decent gentleman…Even if it wasn’t, just now…it’s been like this twice, and now you should be out of energy.

While Fang Yi was worrying about gains and losses, Su Quan had already knocked on Song Qingshu’s door lightly. Song Qingshu, who was refining his infuriating energy, opened his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, how could Fang Yi go and return so quickly?

“Song Daguan, have you ever fallen asleep?” Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from outside the door.

Song Qingshu shuddered when he heard this.

Fortunately, his surname was not Ximen, so he quickly got up to open the door. Looking at the beautiful woman standing at the door, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly: “Madam came looking for Song so late, what advice do you have?”

Seeing Song Qingshu opening the door so quickly , Su Quan was overjoyed. Since he chose to open the door, it seems that he must be a little restless… But how could she know that Song Qingshu, who is a modern person, has no defense between men and women, and a woman came to the door in the middle of the night. It was a taboo thing in ancient times, but it seemed normal to Song Qingshu.

“It’s cold outside, doesn’t Master Song invite others to sit in and sit?” Su Quan said while holding his arms, and his delicate body shivered without showing any traces, like a delicate boudoir daughter.

“Could it be that Fang Yi was exposed?” Song Qingshu pondered to himself, “But looking at her like this, it doesn’t look like her.”

“What did Madam say, please come in.” Song Qingshu stepped aside and welcomed her in.

When she entered the room, Su Quan seemed to be returning to her own room. She looked here and there. She was not as cautious as Fang Yi before. Seeing Song Qingshu’s puzzled expression, she smiled sweetly, revealing a looming pear vortex on her lips: ” I came here just to see what the hard-hearted Lord Song is doing alone, but he has the heart to reject the beautiful girl Fang.”

The dimples on Su Quan’s lips are very shallow, and only a trace will be revealed when she smiles, and only the left side Only, if the two were not so close, Song Qingshu would be hard to find.

Hearing Su Quan’s words suddenly, Song Qingshu was stunned and then reacted: “Did you send Miss Fang here?”

“People are worried that you won’t be able to sleep alone. Seeing that Miss Fang’s appearance and figure are considered top-notch, they sent her to serve Song Daguan, but you are so cruel, you don’t know how sad Miss Fang cried when she returned to the room. “Su Quan sighed, as if blaming a heartless man.

Song Qingshu secretly praised Fang Yi’s good acting skills, but her expression was still innocent: “Madam, aren’t you hurting me? Miss Fang is a married woman.”

“Isn’t it better, Master Song will not be concerned about chastity. Take responsibility, not to mention her husband is dead.” Su Quan looked at him with a half-smile.

“It’s a coincidence, comrade!” Song Qingshu was secretly delighted when he heard it, and subconsciously

replied, ” Isn’t Madam also a married woman.”

He smiled and said, “Sir Song is really brave, and even dares to eat this lady’s tofu.”

“Sect Master Hong does not eat such white and tender tofu, and he is naturally willing to do his best.” Song Qingshu said with a pun. .

Su Quan’s heart swayed when she heard it, but she was not angry. Seeing Song Qingshu teasing her many times, she became more excited. It turned out that her spell of fascination is not omnipotent. When the opponent’s sanity shows a vacancy, he will take advantage of the emptiness and use the spell of ecstasy to control the opponent.

Su Quanjiao smiled and turned around a few times, taking the opportunity to keep a close distance from Song Qingshu: “I’m here today, apart from fighting for Miss Fang, there is one more thing I want to ask you.

” There is no end to what you know.” Song Qingshu added a “weird” in his heart while laughing.

Su Quan didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he seemed to pick up the teacup on the table unintentionally, poured a glass of water, put it to his mouth and took a sip. The rosy lips and the white teacup formed a strong visual impact.

Song Qingshu’s mouth was dry when he saw it, and his heart had already fallen out: My darling, this should be called sexual suggestion in psychology… It seems that seduction is also a science, oh, goblin, what other tricks are there? Use it anyway.

The slight slip on the other’s throat could not hide from Su Quan’s eyes, she was very satisfied with Song Qingshu’s current reaction, and walked around the room with small steps, as if there was something difficult to say: “Sir Song mentioned… His kung fu practice needs to be a girl…” Halfway through the sentence, Su Quan blushed and was reluctant to speak again.

“Just a word, is it necessary to lean on my bed shyly? The topic is still so suggestive…” Song Qing slandered endlessly. If he didn’t know how powerful Su Quan was in the original book, I’m afraid he would really be cast by her Oscar. After the performance to deceive the past.

“This kind of thing, presumably Madam, as the person involved, should be most aware of it.” Song Qingshu did not answer directly, but instead smiled at her maliciously.

“I’ve already given you such an obvious hint, so don’t take the initiative.” Su Quan was secretly angry, seeing that Song Qingshu was different from other men, it seemed that it was not so easy to handle, “Okay, I won’t tame you under my skirt. A loyal dog, my name is Su Quan and your surname!”

Su Quan ignited the fighting spirit, all she needed was the moment when Song Qingshu lost his mind, so she continued to tease Song Qingshu lightly: “This kind of thing” qing ren “The family has a daughter, why are you embarrassed to say it, I just wanted to ask Master Song if there is any solution?”

“Master Madam, I have a poem here, which should be helpful to Madam’s situation.” Song Qingshu replied.

“Oh? I can’t see that Mr. Song is not only strong in martial arts, but also can recite poetry and write poetry. It is indeed both civil and military.” , let alone the high-level skill of reciting poetry.

“What’s so difficult about reciting poetry, what I’m good at is getting wet with a quilt.” Song Qingshu told a cold joke from a previous life, seeing Su Quan’s cloudy and foggy expression, he couldn’t help but feel a little dull, and continued: ” Madam heard that the girl has acres of land, which has been barren for 18 years, and the family can’t get enough to eat, so she will go to another place to eat.”

Su Quan’s face suddenly became very exciting, sometimes red, then blue, but it was not easy to attack, so she could only embarrassed He smiled and said, “This lady really overestimates Mr. Song. Mr. Song’s masterpiece doesn’t rhyme at all. It would be too hard to say that it is a limerick.”

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu didn’t care, he shook his head and smiled: “Rhyming is just a literati trail, then how about the lady’s evaluation of this poem.” After speaking, without waiting for Su Quan’s reaction, she said to herself: “The sun is shining brightly at the beginning, and the mountains and rivers are thousands of waters. It’s like a fire; a round will go to the sky in an instant, and the stars will repel the moon.”

Su Quan wanted to take the opportunity to praise him, but he was teased by the other party just now, and now he can’t bear the breath, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Thinking that this poem was written by Song Qing, he expresses his mind directly and his tone is rather ironic: “The words are crude, and they don’t rhyme at all, so it’s not a good poem.”

Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan with a strange expression, and knew that The expression said: “This poem was written by Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. From the perspective of poetry, it is not very good, but I pay more attention to the atmosphere in the words. Therefore, rhyme and rhetoric are just trails, the meaning of the poem itself. It is the more precious thing.”

Su Quan was secretly shocked: Song Qingshu actually compared himself to the emperor, it seems that he is not destined to be in the pool…

Song Qingshu did not know that his random words caused so many superstitious ancient people to associate, Seeing Su Quan’s sullen expression, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: “Now what does Madam think of my poem just now, I think it is expressive and appropriate.”

Su Quan suppressed his anger, leaned over to Song Qingshu, who was beside him, and smiled tenderly: “Why? , Master Song understands the slave family, do you plan to let the slave family eat something?” The

tip of the nose was filled with the aroma of a mature woman, and when she heard the other party’s almost red-faced words, Song Qingshu felt agitated, and Su Quan keenly seized this opportunity , raised his head and looked at him, his eyes exuding a strange look: “Master Song, do you think I am pretty?”

[End of this Chapter]