Beacon quenching beauty

Zhang Wuji woke up in a daze in the middle of the night, and the people around him kept turning over. Zhang Wuji had profound skills, and he was very alert when he fell asleep. He woke up when the people around him moved.I thought that Big Brother Song usually sleeps quite honestly, and he doesn't move around much when he is asleep. What's wrong tonight.

He didn't care too much, turned over and wanted to continue sleeping, when the warmth behind him, a warm body squeezed into his quilt, and hugged him tightly from behind.

Zhang Wuji's whole body froze, and suddenly he lost all sleepiness. There was a hot breath and a soft touch on the back of his neck,...it was him who was kissed.

Turning around vigorously, "Brother Song, you..." Halfway through his words, his lips were blocked by his lips that came together suddenly, and there was a faint trace of medicine between the lips and tongue.

With a bang, blood surged up, Zhang Wuji tensed up all over his body instantly, grabbed Song Qingshu's shoulder with his backhand, but was reluctant to pull him away for a while.

Tasting the faint scent of medicine in Song Qingshu's mouth, he suddenly realized that the problem was the medicine he gave him at night.

The two flavors of the medicine Song Qingshu took had some aphrodisiac effects. In the past, he controlled the dosage and added very little. Today, he was only interested in suppressing the internal energy in his body, so he increased the dosage, and mixed it with other medicinal materials that are rarely used. It actually mixed and matched to this effect.

Zhang Wuji stabilized his mind, hugged Song Qingshu with his backhand, pressed his arms that were groping around his body to his sides, and hugged him tightly, "Brother Song, Brother Song, wake up!"

Song Qingshu slept hot all over, and there was an unbearable desire surging in his heart, he hugged the person next to him while he was half asleep, kissed and stroked with his heart, just a little bit more comfortable, but he was restrained, anxious and unbearable Shinobu began to struggle, and whispered, "Let go, let me go."

"Brother Song, don't move around, wake up!" The voice in the ear also had a hint of forbearance.

Song Qingshu felt extremely uncomfortable, just struggling, "Let me go."

"It was my negligence. The medicine you drank at night was too strong. What should I do?" Zhang Wuji guessed that he was a little delirious now, and he mainly said this to himself.

Looking at Song Qingshu's appearance, the force of the medicine he received was much heavier than last time, and he secretly scolded himself for being reckless. Hu Qingniu had said many times when he taught him medical skills that day, that the way of medicine should be precise and accurate.For some medicines, one point less can cure diseases, and one point increase may be poisonous to people, especially for those with weak constitutions, so we need to be more careful in this regard.

Now it's not difficult to detoxify Song Qingshu's medicine, just take him to take a cold bath and drink more plain water, but how dare you take a cold bath for him in this late autumn.

But if he didn't care about it, sealed the acupoints and left it aside, he just had to endure it for fear that his body wouldn't be able to bear it.

He gritted his teeth, "Brother Song, I have offended you. I have no choice but to do so. Don't be angry."

He quickly removed Song Qingshu's clothes that had been pulled into a mess by himself, and leaned over to press it. Although he had no choice but to, his heart was excited and his heart was full of love.

In the dark room, there is a faint fragrance floating, which is the fragrance of medicine; from time to time, there will be a low moan or two, whose voice is unknown...

Zhang Wuji pushed open the firewood gate with a package in his hand. Aunt Niu was drying clothes in the yard, and said with a smile, "The leader is here."

"Well, what about Brother Song?"

Aunt Niu pouted into the house, "I was still outside just now, when I heard the sound of horseshoes at the door, I immediately went in."

Zhang Wuji smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll go in and see him."

Aunt Niu laughed inwardly from behind, the two of them were arguing seriously like children.

Song Qingshu passed the time by himself flipping through a book with torn edges at the table by the window, and he didn't even lift his eyelids when Zhang Wuji entered the room.

Zhang Wuji went over and smiled apologetically, "Brother Song, I brought you something fun."

Opening the package, inside is a pair of slingshots, with gilt-carved handles and bowstrings twisted from nine strands of thin beef tendon, delicate and solid.

Song Qingshu picked it up to have a look, "Something to play with?"

Zhang Wuji smiled, "That's right, a few days ago, the envoy of Ruijin Qiqi, Brother Ang, wanted to forge some weapons, and I wanted to make one for you, but then I thought you wouldn't need it now, so I asked him to make these For your amusement."

People who practice martial arts are interested in these bows, arrows, and Song Qingshu is no exception. He took an iron bullet from the small cloth bag, pulled the slingshot and tried to hit a bamboo hat hanging on the wall.

Although he lost his kung fu, but his eyesight and the precision in his hand were still there, with a sneer, the iron bullet hit the most protruding part of the top of the bamboo hat, making a hole.

Song Qingshu didn't expect that Rui Jinqi's weapon refining skills were so superb. The range and elasticity of this slingshot are excellent, and it can almost be used as a serious hidden weapon.Raising one's hand for a small test destroyed Aunt Niu's beloved bamboo hat.

"Hey, Aunt Niu always wears this bamboo hat when it rains."

Zhang Wuji suppressed a smile and went to pick up the iron marble, and then hung up the bamboo hat, "Don't tell her, she won't find out in a while."

Song Qingshu also laughed, "After two days of rain, she took it out and found out when she came back and found her hair was soaked."

"It's okay, I'll just bring her a new bamboo hat when I come tomorrow." He looked at Song Qingshu with his head, "Brother Song, are you not angry anymore?"

Song Qingshu suddenly withdrew his smile, "Why should I be angry? Didn't Master Zhang be desperate to save people that night and had no choice? You have explained it to me many times. Bo Yuntian, who is Zhang's sectist, is an expert in the martial arts. If I come out, can I still not believe it?"

Zhang Wuji thought in his heart that what he heard was angry, but it's no wonder Song Qingshu was angry.

It was really necessary that night, but it seemed that he had taken advantage of him.Fortunately, he is not a woman. If Song Qingshu was a woman, he would have to be responsible for marrying someone else if this happened, and he would be ashamed of Zhao Min. If he married another one, it would be a problem whether Zhao Min and him were older or younger.

Those who study medicine will not make too much fuss. It is clearly written in Hu Qingniu's medical books that the desire of men and women is human nature, and men are different from women. It's common to do it all at once, like in the military, where can we find so many women?Therefore, there is no need to be surprised and despise the ambiguity between men, just treat it normally.

It's been a few days since Song Qingshu made an apology, and although Song Qingshu still has a straight face recently, his words have loosened a lot, and he probably plans to stop fussing.

Song Qingshu actually didn't want to care too much about anyone, he just panicked, this dumb person suffered so badly that he would vomit three liters of blood!

He was given the wrong medicine for no reason, and he was taken advantage of for no reason. Fortunately, he is now unknown, and he is no longer Wudang Song Shaoxia. Otherwise, he would not be able to lose his face. Every time Zhang Wuji explained patiently by the side, he would be secretly angry, you Why don't people do it to the end, let me sacrifice their lives, everything is soothing, let me take the initiative to do it, I'm afraid the effect will be better.

However, Zhang Wuji was his savior and the leader of the Ming Cult, so he had different identities, so he couldn't say this anyway, so he had to think about it for himself.

"Brother Song, drink tea." Aunt Niu was busy doing laundry outside, so Zhang Wuji went to the kitchen to find hot water to make a pot of tea, and brought a cup to Song Qingshu. After reading it, I couldn't help laughing, it was a volume of "Tang Materia Medica" I found somewhere, "Brother Song, why are you reading this?"

Song Qingshu kept a stern face and didn't answer. It's better to rely on others than on himself. It's better for him to find out what the medicinal materials that Aunt Niu fried for him every day are.