Fragrance Stealer

"Young Master Song?" Nan Lan shook Song Qingshu's shoulder lightly, but the other party didn't make any movement other than murmuring a few words.

"Hey~" Nan Lan sighed faintly, she had to find a way to wake him up no matter what she said today, or wait until tomorrow, who knows whether her husband's life will be saved or not.

After wringing out the towel, Nan Lan carefully wiped the dirt from the corners of his mouth, then changed the towel again, and kept wiping his forehead, neck and other places.

Song Qingshu's hot body finally calmed down. Nan Lan stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, calling out: "Young Master Song, wake up, Young Master Song... Please, I really can't help it. I have decided to go to Fukang'an, but I don't want to give up and want to come to your side first... I don't know that you..." As she spoke, Nan Lan felt sad, shrugged her shoulders, and began to sob.

Unstoppable tears welled up in his eyes, falling drop by drop onto Song Qingshu's face, Song Qingshu's face trembled a few times, and he dimly opened his eyes.

I don't know if it was because of drunkenness, Song Qingshu blinked several times, but still couldn't see the appearance of the woman in front of him clearly, he could only feel that it was an extremely beautiful woman from the outline.

"Youyou, is it you?" A vague feeling came to my mind just now, the warm and caring wiping, the sad sobbing by the bed, Song Qingshu subconsciously regarded her as Xia Qingqing, only she would wipe himself, will cry for himself.

"Young Master Song, are you awake?" Seeing him waking up slowly, Nan Lan smiled happily while wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Youyou, it seems that you still can't let me go, and came here secretly to find me." Song Qingshu subconsciously grabbed Nan Lan's catkin, and said in a daze.

"Youyou, is Mr. Song's sweetheart?" Nan Lan was stunned for a while, and hurriedly tried to withdraw her palm from his hand, explaining, "Mr. Song, you have misunderstood the person, I am not Miss Youyou, I am Mrs. Tian Nanlan .”

Feeling that the other party was trying to withdraw his hand, Song Qingshu held it even tighter: "Youyou, don't leave me, this time I won't let go no matter what, hehe, Youyou, your hand is so slippery..."

The slight heat coming from the opponent's palm made Nan Lan feel ashamed and angry, but Song Qingshu's hand was like an iron hoop, and Nan Lan couldn't move even with all her strength.

"Don't be a Fujin, that old bastard Hongli, who has the ability to avenge you, you have to trust me, I will definitely avenge you." Song Qingshu's next words made Nan Lan froze and couldn't help it Hair trembled.

Fujin?Hongli?Could it be that Song Qingshu had an affair with the prince's Fujin, Nan Lan suddenly fell into deep fear, one wave after another, she knew such a big secret, the end was either silenced by Song Qingshu or Prince Bao, her whole body All of a sudden it went limp.

In a daze, Song Qingshu only felt the unique fragrance of a woman's body coming from the tip of his nose, his hands were extremely soft and slippery, and it seemed that he touched a soft body between his arms. In his arms, he opened his mouth and leaned towards the other person's face: "Youyou, I was too kind to you before, but you ended up doing this and that. I decided not to accommodate you again."

Nan Lan tried her best to dodge, but when she heard his words, she was angry and funny: "You misidentified me, I'm not your Youyou."

"How is it possible, except for Youyou, which woman can be so fragrant and soft. In the city of Yangzhou that day, except for the last step, we have done everything that can be done between husband and wife. Don't be shy. Today I want to make up for the regrets of that day." Song Qingshu pushed his head into the skirt of her clothes, only to feel the tangy smell, and immediately became even more drunk.

"Heard another secret that shouldn't be heard." Nan Lan sighed, felt his movement, and immediately flushed with shame, angry in her heart, and bit him on the face.

"Ouch," Song Qingshu cried out in pain, "Youyou, why did you bite me?"

"I told you I'm not Youyou anymore!" Nan Lan roared in his ear angrily.

"Then who are you?" Song Qingshu was stunned after hearing this, stopped moving, raised his head and carefully looked at the face of the woman in front of him.

"I'm Mrs. Tian." Nan Lan felt extremely uncomfortable being pressed down by him. Feeling the heat from his nose, she quickly turned her head and turned her face to one side.

"Who is Mrs. Tian?" Song Qingshu's eyes showed doubts.

"I'm Tian Guinong's wife——Nan Lan!" Nan Lan bit her lower lip, turned around and gave the man in front of her a vicious look. She really didn't know whether he was really crazy or fake.

"Nan Lan, I remembered, that plump young woman with white skin and beautiful skin, willow waist and long legs, hey, could it be that I was thinking about it every day, otherwise how could I have such a dream, it's too disharmonious." Song Qingshu Staring blankly at the woman under him, he smirked.

"You're not dreaming!" Hearing that she had such an evaluation in his heart, Nan Lan almost went mad. She thought he was an honest gentleman, but she was also secretly making up her own mind.After staring at him for a while, Nan Lan finally couldn't resist his aggressive gaze and turned her eyes elsewhere.

"I wish I could have such a sweet dream every day." Song Qingshu lowered his head and kissed her cheek, feeling extremely refreshed.

There was a strong masculine breath all around, and being stabbed by the stubble of his chin, Nan Lan felt a heat flow between her legs. For a moment, she even had an urge not to resist, to let go of her body and mind and let him ravage her, but the woman The shame still brought her back to her senses, and said calmly: "Song Qingshu, I know you are awake."

"It's still seen." Song Qingshu's confused expression suddenly cleared up, revealing two clear eyes.

"Then you still come down." Nan Lan just felt that he was about to be overwhelmed.

"Reluctance." Song Qingshu shook his head.

Chapter 2 Nine

"You!" Nan Lan glared at him.

"Let's get down to business, although I was unintentional at the beginning, I have always treated you lightly. Do you no longer trust me?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice with a complete expression.

"That's natural. I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be no different from other men. After all, they all coveted my... body." Nan Lan's tone was indifferent, and she felt that she had really experienced it during these days Seeing all kinds of things in the world, seeing clearly the dirty face of the world.

"It's only natural for a man to conquer a woman with his ability, and for a woman to please a man with her appearance. What's wrong?" Song Qingshu replied, and looked down at her again, "Are you going to find Fu Kang'an?"

"Not bad." Nan Lan fought back the tears in her eyes.

"Anyway, it's all a deal. Who are you not doing it with? How about selling it to me?" Song Qingshu let go of her hands, and gently slid his fingers along her delicate eyebrows, thinking bitterly in his heart that it would be fine if it was another man, Bao Bao. The men in the prince's mansion, absolutely not!

With a slap, Nan Lan withdrew her palm and sighed softly, "Okay!"

"Don't worry, I will help you rescue your husband." Song Qingshu unbuttoned her, stopped suddenly and said.

Nan Lan didn't dodge this time, stared carefully at his eyes, and nodded subtly: "I believe in you."

Song Qingshu smiled and stretched his hand in. Nan Lan's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"From now on, you are not allowed to mention what happened tonight in front of Guinong." Nan Lan grabbed his wrist to stop him from touching it, her cheeks were flushed.

"I'm not a fool." Song Qingshu sneered, grabbed her wrist and pressed it to the head of the bed. Nan Lan resigned to her fate and closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, showing that the master's heart was not like her expression It came out so peacefully.

"Do women of your age like to close their eyes when they do this kind of thing, open them and look at me." Song Qingshu said a little arrogantly.

"I don't!" Nan Lan's voice trembled, but there was a trace of determination.

"If you insist on this, then I will use some embarrassing postures on you later." Song Qingshu whispered a few words in her ear, and Nan Lan immediately opened her eyes in fright.

"That's good." Song Qingshu smiled in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, groped for the bow on the ribbon around her waist, pulled it lightly, untied the ribbon, threw it on the ground without hesitation, and threw Nan Lan's double With the legs in the arms, the whole person pressed up.

……

I don't know how long it took, Nan Lan bit her lips tightly, resisting the embarrassing feeling, and finally begged: "Can you be gentle, I'm a little..." Before she finished speaking, she turned her face away, and couldn't stop. Word.

"Anyway, it's not my daughter-in-law, so it doesn't hurt to use it."

"You bastard!"

……

The next day, when Nan Lan tiptoed back to Tian Mansion, Tian Qingwen was sitting in the lobby, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Yesterday, my face was full of sorrow, but today my small face is charming and radiant, my whole body is radiant. My stepmother, how was it nourished by Marshal Fu last night?"

Nan Lan blushed, and snorted coldly: "You don't need to worry about it, your father will be fine." After speaking, she walked to her bedroom. She just wanted to sleep well and forget all her worries... Well, the most important thing The reason is that the little friend tossed himself all night yesterday, he was really sleepy...

At this time, in a secret base of the Red Flower Society in Shengjing City, Chen Jialuo looked at the old man in front of him with an anxious expression on his face: "Father, Song Qingshu saved the lives of Fourth Brother and the others that day."

"That's right, old rudder master, although Song Qingshu hindered our actions that day, he saved the lives of several of us in the end." Zhao Banshan didn't feel bad for Song Qingshu.

"Confused, the old man managed to use Nan Shaolin's relationship to lure that terrifying old monster away from the Forbidden City. You can kill Kangxi in sight. If he hadn't escaped, how could Zhang Tuozi die? What about the impermanence of black and white? How could you be arrested if you would defect? ​​It’s not clear whether he harmed you or saved you.” The old man was Yu Wanting, the former chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society. Because of this, Chuanwei and adopted son Chen Jialuo gradually hid behind the scenes, "By the way, have you found those two traitors, Black and White Wuchang?" Yu Wanting turned to look at the Twelve Masters and asked.Shi Shuangying, a disciple of the Promise Sect, is in charge of the punishment hall of the Red Flower Society, with a stern face and a stern face.

"Reporting to the old rudder master, not long ago, some disciples found out that the black and white Wuchang brothers seem to have hid in the Qingcheng sect." Shi Shuangying replied respectfully.