Chapter 95

Song Qingshu then hurriedly turned around and went out. After a while, he came back with a plate of clay in his hand.

"What is it?" Xia Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"The real transvestite." Song Qingshu said with a smile, "you sit down. I'll change your face for you. Just like you did just now, the red vest soldier can't see it. When you meet Dongfang unbeaten, you can't cheat him."

"What's the coincidence of meeting that pervert?" Xia Qingqing was also startled.

"The pervert you are talking about suffered a big loss before. He always suspected that I was the one who was fighting with him that night. Recently, he kept an eye on me and had to stop." As song Qingshu said, he wiped Xia Qingqing's face with clay.

"What are you doing?" See his finger to his face together, women's reserve let Xia Qingqing subconsciously back a hide.

"How can I change my face without touching you?" Song Qingshu was impatient. "Don't think so dirty. Just treat me as a doctor. There is no distinction between men and women in the eyes of doctors."

"Well, it's easy to say. If you're a woman and I'm a man, would you like me to touch you?" Xia Qingqing depressed to say, but still obedient to no longer dodge.

When song Qingshu's finger touched her cheek, Xia Qingqing could not help but tremble. She was about to open her mouth. For a moment, she didn't know what to say, so she had to close her lips and forbear.

"The small face egg son is quite tender, usually with what maintenance?"

"Why are you so sensitive? It's a disease. It needs to be treated. "

"Shut up

"OK OK"

……

Xia Qingqing endures song Qingshu's hand moving on her face, and at the same time, she also endures the noise in his ear. Half an hour later, she finally gets out of the misery and looks at the man's appearance in the bronze mirror. Xia Qingqing is stunned: "this... This..."

"What, is this face handsome enough?" Song Qingshu admires his masterpiece with pride.

"Handsome, you big head!" Xia Qingqing felt that she was about to collapse. "How did you make me look like you?"

"What's wrong with my appearance?" Song Qingshu said in silence, "I have my intention in doing this, and then you will understand."

Although Xia Qingqing felt as like as two peas in the nervous system, he had to admit that the other's skill in changing his body was simply amazing. He looked at the bronze mirror and looked up at Song Qing book.

"Well, I'm almost tall." Song Qingshu looked around her for a few times, then took out a pair of shoes and threw them in front of her. "I made my own shoes. The master of Huang sect used these shoes to dominate the world for more than ten years. You deserve them."

"It's a mess. I haven't heard of any headmaster surnamed Huang in the Jianghu." Xia Qingqing doubts, put on the feet, found that the two height suddenly flat, can not help but be surprised, "really amazing."

Hearing her voice, song Qingshu shriveled, "no, no, the voice has to change." As soon as she spoke, she reached out and touched several acupoints in her neck.

"You..." As soon as Xia Qingqing opened her mouth, she was startled by the obvious male voice.

"Although I'm in a hurry, my magnetic voice is still so poor that I can hardly tell it from others." Song Qingshu finally nodded, "well, it's my turn to change my face."

Xia Qingqing is full of curiosity to look on the side, only to see that he takes the clay and slaps it on his face. With his kneading, the green black clay turns into the color of the skin. A moment later, the image of an ordinary bodyguard appears in front of him.

After changing the corresponding clothes, song Qingshu specially asked Xia Qingqing to pay attention to some matters. After the drill, they went straight to the palace gate.

"You're so good at transvesting." Seeing the bodyguards on the road, Xia Qingqing can't help whispering.

"As much as you can, pile up words to praise me. I won't mind." Song Qing didn't squint and looked serious.

Xia Qingsi ignored his lies and bit her lower lip. Her tone was pretty: "teach me!"

"Want to learn? Please

"Go to hell!"

"My aunt, you are standing up to me now. Don't bite your lips when you speak, and don't shake your butt when you walk... My face is almost lost by you... "

"You Xia Qingqing was almost angry with him, one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

They made a lot of noise all the way. They came to the palace gate and handed over the waist token. After the bodyguard checked it, they returned it with both hands respectfully: "Mr. Song, have a good trip."

Xia Qingqing indicated with a smile that there was no accident along the way. Just as she was about to walk out of the palace, there came a voice that she would never forget: "master song, this trip is very dangerous. Dongfang is here to see her off."

As soon as song Qingshu's face changed, he stabbed Xia Qingqing quietly. Xia Qingqing responded and said with a smile: "it's a great honor for song to be seen off by the Oriental leader himself."

Aware of the difference in his voice, Dongfang Bubai gave him a strange look, but he didn't pay much attention. Instead, he paid attention to song Qingshu: "isn't Mr. Song telling the emperor that he was going to perform the task alone? Why did he take a bodyguard with him?"

"Oh," said Xia Qingqing, pretending to be calm, "I need one or two errands to do some things."

"Is it?" Looking at Song Qingshu, Dongfang Bubai's eyes are full of suspicion, and he thinks: is this song Qingshu really bold enough to take Princess Mi out of the palace?

The more he thinks about it, the more likely he is. With a smile, Dongfang Bubai comes to song Qingshu, reaches out his hand and slowly pats him on the chest. He says, "I'll help you to see if the bodyguard you choose is not strong."

Seeing that the hand that can only make the wind and rain change its color slowly approaches the big hole in his chest, song Qingshu's mind turns suddenly. At last, he grits his teeth and gives up the plan of defense, leaving the other side to pat him on his chest.

The hard and solid starting point is different from the soft and greasy feeling in imagination, which makes Dongfang Bubai stunned.

In his mind, the bodyguard must be song Qingshu's disguised concubine MI, but no matter how skillful the disguise is, it's impossible for a woman's character to disappear, so he just reached out to touch it. If the other person is really Mi Fei, she will not tolerate another man touching her breasts. Even if she can bear it, she can feel whether the other person is a man or a woman.

"You dead demon, have you touched me twice?" Song Qingshu was in a cold sweat, but he had a smile on his mouth: "I've seen Oriental adults in my humble position."

Convinced that the other party was a man, Dongfang Bubai's hand seemed to be scalded, and he suddenly drew back. He looked at him in disgust and looked back at Xia Qingqing: "master song wants to take his entourage. Naturally, you have your reason. I wish master song success first." Finish saying also don't wait for the other party to reply, float away.