Seeing song Xijiao's bowls after bowls, he couldn't even speak. Hu que grabbed the bowls in her hands and put the two wine jars on the table behind her. He coaxed, "OK, you've finished drinking the wine. Can you go to sleep?"

"Finished?"

Song Xijiao blinked a pair of drunken eyes, hazy black eyes, some can not respond.

How did you finish it?

When I poured the wine just now, there were many more!

"No, you lied to me. You didn't finish it. You hid it."

Song Xijiao stood up in a daze and wanted to go around Hu Que's back to snatch the wine jar. However, she did not know that she was in the same body. She suddenly felt that the world was spinning around, her head was heavy and her feet were light, and she sat down on the ground.

"Oh My butt... "

"Oh, be careful..."

Hu Que's eyes were quick, and he was going to help him. But he was a little late. He watched her sit on the ground, and then wrinkled her face like a child. Regardless of the image, he kneaded his buttocks and stood up. He couldn't help laughing.

"Why do you look like a child when you are drunk."

He could not help but step forward and hold her.

"Well, be obedient and go to bed in the house. I'll continue to drink with you tomorrow night."

"Well Then tomorrow, tomorrow, you can't stop me

Song Xijiao held his arm, raised her head, and made a fierce appearance. She approached him and narrowed her eyes to see his expression clearly. However, she did not know that the distance between them was very close.

Hu que looked at her pretty face in front of her, her heart pounded.

Especially that pair of wine soaked red lips, it is like the end of March the most prosperous peach blossom in general, temptation, he almost can't help but kiss up.

But at the end of the day, he didn't show his face.

No way.

Xijiao trusted him so much that she gave herself up to him without any doubt. If he did something wrong to her at this time, it would be too sorry for her trust. It's not a thing!

With this in mind, he even did not dare to look up at her eyes. His throat rolled up and down. He took her arm, and simply lifted her up and went straight to the bedroom.

He had two bedrooms in total. The one near the study was sleeping chestnuts. The master bedroom was still empty. He put song Xijiao on the master bedroom, gently took off her shoes for her, and carefully covered the quilt for her. Then he sighed and sat by the bed.

"If you've decided not to pay attention to that hunter, why don't you look back at me? I've been here all the time and I've never left. "

He sat by the bed for a long time, but finally he couldn't help it. He leaned over her forehead and gave her a kiss. He turned away from the bedroom and slept in the ear room of the maid next door.

The next day, Hu que woke up early. He thought that song Xijiao, who was drunk, would at least sleep until he reached the top of the day. However, when he entered the courtyard and wanted to wash himself, he saw that song Xijiao was fighting in the yard.

He was surprised to see song Xijiao's boxing. Although it was soft and had no strength at all and was not standardized in fighting, it was clearly the prototype of dragon and tiger boxing.

"Xijiao, who did you learn this boxing from?"

Song Xijiao just finished, went to the table, picked up a sweat towel, while wiping sweat, and said: "Zhongchun taught."

The hunter?

Hu que eyebrows slightly frown up, this how possible.

It is clear that this set of boxing was invented by Mr. Sun in Jingshan School. He was brought into the school by several noble children and learned several moves and moves secretly. How did the Hunter know?

"What's the matter?"

When she finished, she asked her curiously.

Hu que looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and still said the reason for his surprise.

After listening to the original story, song Xijiao gave a faint smile, not to mention the old gentleman of Jingshan School. As the prince of today, he is everywhere in the world. As long as he wants to learn, who dares not teach him?

"Maybe he learned it secretly from others."

This answer did not convince Hu que, but now is not the time to get to the bottom of this problem. The most important thing is to comfort and take good care of song Xijiao.

After eating too early, song Xijiao arranged for chestnuts to stay in the study to practice calligraphy, while she followed Hu que to the bamboo paper farm.

Unexpectedly, the business of the bamboo paper factory was not affected by her imprisonment, and there were still a large number of guests.

But when these guests saw song Xijiao appear in the bamboo paper mill, they all cast a curious and sympathetic look at her.

Naturally, they knew the reason why the Song family had been killed by the whole family, but they also knew the reason why song Xijiao was pardoned. Therefore, they would not look down on Song Xijiao because of this, but look up to her.

But song QingHan is not so lucky.

After she was released from prison, she had nowhere to go.Song's house was sealed, and Zhou Lu was killed because of her. She did not dare to go back to Zhou's house. Therefore, she had to wander in the street to find out who had been with her before.

How to know when these lovers take advantage of her, what kind words are said. Now she is in trouble, but even one has not taken her in!

Finally, she had to stay in the inn, but because she had no money, she was beaten out the next day.

She wandered in the street like a beggar, and suddenly saw song Xijiao and Hu que walking together.

After a night's repair, song Xijiao seems to be back in her former days, wearing a beautiful and luxurious dress, with a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, and a lover around her And she had nothing.

“…… Song QingHan. "

Song Xijiao also found her, see her down and down, think of her situation, can not help but sigh in the heart.

A woman who is homeless and has no money is hard to survive in this world.

She walked over, untied the money bag around her waist and put it in Song QingHan's hand, weighing her words.

"Elder sister, now there are only two of us in the Song family. I think we can let the past go. In the future, even if we can't get along well, we can't make any more trouble, OK? If you can't find a place to go, you can go and live with me. Now my yard is empty. "

Song QingHan looks at the money bag in her hand and shivers all over.

How can this bitch have so much money!

Without hesitation, she smashed the money bag on her hand to her, but she didn't touch song Xijiao at all, so she was intercepted by Hu que, and then blocked song Xijiao in front of her with the posture of a protector, raised her hand and pushed it on her shoulder.

Song QingHan is not on guard and is pushed to the ground.

"Hu que..."

"Song Xijiao! You don't have to pretend to be a good person Song QingHan clenched his teeth fiercely, and his eyes burst into bloody hatred. "You killed my husband, killed my child, and almost killed me! You wait for me! As long as I live one day, I won't let you live for a day! "

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