Chapter 57

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute," Shuisheng snorted. "Miss Ben, go to sleep first. Don't blame me for not warning you. If you yell and lead the bodyguard over, I'll be dead anyway. I'll stab you to death first, or I'll die together. " Shuisheng raised the knife she had just taken out of her boots.

Looking at the bright dagger in front of him, song Qingshu asked strangely, "why didn't you stab me to death just now? Aren't you more afraid that I revealed your possession?"

Shuisheng blushes. He thinks to himself that although this man has a bad mouth, he is good to me after all. Where can I go

"Ah, I know," Song Qingshu yelled, "you must have seen me young and handsome, with high martial arts skills. My heart has been quietly promised to me... Wu... Wu..."

Shuisheng was startled by his words. He couldn't bear to laugh or cry when he heard his nonsense. He took out his embroidered handkerchief from his arms and put it in the mouth of Song Qing's book.

"It's quiet at last..." Shuisheng takes a long breath, lies on the soft bed, wraps up the quilt, and closes his eyes like enjoyment

In her sleep, Shuisheng felt a little chilly, and unconsciously moved to a warm place behind her. She felt that it was a warm bearskin coat, so she shrank into a ball and let it cover her whole body.

The next morning, a scream broke the silence of dawn. It turns out that when Shuisheng wakes up, she finds that song Qingshu doesn't know when to sleep behind her. Her head is resting on his arm, and her body is shrinking in his arms like a bird. What makes her collapse is that her hand is holding each other's big hand, letting it cover her soft chest

Push aside the thigh that he put on his waist, Shuisheng's face turns pale and points to song Qingshu: "you... You... You..." at this time, she can't say a complete word.

"Water girl, I have reminded you, be careful of getting into the wrong bed." Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her with an innocent expression.

"Didn't I point you? I also tied you up... "Shuisheng looked incredible and looked around.

"Are you looking for this?" Song Qingshu took out a light blue ribbon from his arms. It was yesterday that Shuisheng untied the belt from his dress and tied his hands. He took it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. "I'm a master, so I have a way."

See water Sheng flurried away, hurriedly tidied up the messy dress, song Qingshu with his hand on his head, lying in bed looking at her, good time to say: "water girl, in fact, you don't have to be so nervous, last night I was more than Liu Xiahui, Liu Xiahui, nothing to do, just..."

"Just what?" Water Sheng eyes a cold, nervously stare at him.

"It's just that someone tried to rub against me last night and took the initiative to hold my hand and her chest..."

"Stop it!" Water Sheng shame anger, shell teeth bite, tears fell down.

Although Shuisheng's big eyes look pretty with clear tears, song Qingshu still can't bear to see her continue to be sad, "cut, what's the big deal about the maid warming the master's bed? Come on, serve the master. "

Water Sheng hate to see him one eye, jump out of bed, back body to, don't want to take care of him again.

Song Qingshu was not worried. After finishing his clothes, he said, "Miss Shui, thank you for not killing me last night. I decided to..."

"Let me go?" Shuisheng turns back in surprise.

"Although I do have the idea of letting you go, I really want to experience what it's like to have a pretty servant girl to serve you. After weighing the two, I'll let you go when you can serve me well." Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile.

"Shameless!" The face of Shuisheng powder was covered with frost again.

"Your own thoughts are dirty," Song Qingshu said wrongly, "servant girl is a sacred profession, OK? In the western continent, there is a nice nickname, that is maid... "Song Qingshu's face fell into memory, soon woke up, and continued:" it's not for you to be a housemaid, what are you worried about? "

Shuisheng thinks about it carefully, and understands that song Qingshu was tied by his own acupoints last night. It's just that he was acting to cooperate with himself. The difference between the two men's force values is too big, and it seems impossible for him to escape... "Whether he has served you well or not is not just a word of yours. If you have been ignorant of your conscience, isn't my girl going to serve you for a lifetime?" Water Sheng suddenly raised his head and said in a cold voice.

Song Qingshu was slightly influenced by her cold voice. Instead, he heard the other person's tone loose. He said happily, "I've always been an honest and matchless little gentleman... Er, what's your expression? Don't roll your eyes. Since you don't believe me, I'll set another deadline. I'll let you go for half a year at most. Of course, if you've served me very well before, Let me enjoy the intimate comfort, and I can let you go ahead of time. "

"OK, it's a deal!" Shuisheng said coldly.

"It's a dog to cheat you," Song Qingshu swaggered to the chair and patted his arm. "Oh, come and pinch it for the master. I was pillowed by someone all night last night, and now it's sour and painful."

Thinking of the soft and warm pillow last night, Shuisheng blushed and walked away, saying, "here, isn't it?"

Song Qingshu felt that his internal organs, like an iron, were well pressed; 36000 pores, like eating ginseng fruit, no one is uncomfortable.

Of course, it's not because of the skillful technique of Shuisheng. After all, no matter how clever she is, she can't compare with the famous big health-care companies that song Qingshu went to in her previous life.

The source of song Qingshu's comfort lies in the identity of Shuisheng. It's very refreshing to think of her as a young lady who has never done any rough work since she was a child, but has to pinch her shoulder.

"I don't know what it would feel like if the princess pressed me..." at this moment, song Qingshu couldn't help wandering outside.

When Trinket saw Shuisheng standing behind songqingshu, a pair of eyes almost fell off and pulled songqingshu, he said with a smile: "brother song is really a master. He cleaned up this little pepper in one night

Trinket doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't deliberately avoid Shuisheng, so his words are all heard by Shuisheng. Shuisheng looks at the funny braid behind trinket. He really wants to strangle them.

After breakfast, Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian and his envoys set foot on the road back to Beijing. However, trinket followed song Qingshu and slipped out the back door to Gusu.

"Ah, there are no carriages or horses. How far is the journey? Shuang'er, I miss you so much." After a while, trinket complained.

"It's no use!" The water Sheng disdains to grunt a, all these misfortunes all come from him, the water Sheng certainly won't give him a good look.

"What are you talking about, dammit?" Trinket glared at her fiercely, and then it was the beginning of a curse fight.

Hundreds of words are omitted here

Shuisheng is a big yellow girl, who is a rival of trinket. Soon he was so angry that his cheeks were red and his eyes were tearful that he wanted to kill him with a sword.

Song Qingshu heard himself smacking his tongue. He was a disgrace in front of trinket.

With a slight cough, song Qingshu interrupted the fight between them. He wanted to show off in front of them. For trinket, he wanted to strengthen his weight in each other's heart; For Shuisheng, it's the instinct that men show in front of women.

"It's too slow to walk like this. You stay close to me. I'll take you to Suzhou." Song Qingshu said.

They came over suspiciously. Song Qingshu took Shuisheng's slender waist in his left hand and lifted Trinket's shoulder in his right. They carried the lightness skill of stepping on sand without trace. They were like a wisp of smoke and soon disappeared in the distance.

He was held by song Qingshu. Before he arrived and screamed, Shuisheng realized the terrible speed of the three men. Looking at the trees disappearing behind him, Shuisheng looked back at Song Qingshu's side face with a complicated look: cousin is far worse than him in terms of talent appearance and martial arts... Oh, Shuisheng, what are you thinking

Different from Shuisheng's complicated thoughts, trinket gave a "Yo Ho" sound, which made him very excited. He thought to himself, if he had such a good lightness skill, who would catch up with him?

Trinket, a man who thought he would do it, immediately asked, "brother song, can you teach me this lightness skill?"

Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "this lightness skill consumes a lot of internal power. Brother Wei, you don't have the foundation of internal power. You have no law."

"Oh ~" Trinket was so disappointed that he turned back and noticed that song Qingshu gently held Shuisheng in his arms, but he raised his shoulder to himself. He thought angrily, "it can't be this little white face who hides his privacy. He won't teach me."

Song Qingshu was also an expert at observing words and expressions in his previous life. As soon as he said that, he was worried about planting a bad root. He quickly added: "in fact, I know that there is a top lightness skill in the world, which can be used without any internal power. It's very suitable for brother Wei."

"What's that?" Trinket was in the mood all of a sudden.

"Shenxing is changeable," Song Qingshu said faintly, "the unique skill of the iron sword gate. What's more coincidental is that the yuan Chengzhi we are dealing with just happens to be able to do it."

"That's good. It won't take any effort," Trinket said with a smile. "If you catch him later, you'll torture him and ask about this lightness skill."

"Brother Wei is really intelligent by nature. Now open mouth is an idiom."

"Brother song, those idioms know me, but I don't know them. That's what I heard from books before. "

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After half a day's driving, song Qingshu was still half a distance away from Gusu. After all, he had two people with him. He felt a little tired. Just at noon, he stopped at a market on the side of the road and found the biggest restaurant. He was ready to take a rest.

"When you go out, why don't you have this one?" Trinket took out a stack of thick bank notes. "Brother song is good at martial arts, but he certainly doesn't have as much money as me. Don't be polite to me today. Pick the most expensive one. First, let's go over your tea and snacks one by one."

Three people sat down in the elegant room on the second floor, water Sheng disdained A: "upstart."

But song Qingshu appreciated Wei Xiaobao's generosity and generosity. He was about to compliment him when he heard a strong voice from downstairs: "Miss mu, I've spared your life several times. If you keep pestering me, don't blame me for being impolite."