Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

In the next few days, Song Qingshu didn't see Zhang Wuji, but the familiar breath lingering on the tip of his nose every day when he woke up from the dream, the medicinal diet that appeared on the table every day, and even the scrolls on the bedside to relieve boredom, were all there. It means that Zhang Wuji came in when he was asleep.

Song Qingshu still didn't want to face Zhang Wuji, so he pretended not to know that Zhang Wuji stayed outside all day, but Song's mother was soft-hearted, and said a few nice words for Zhang Wuji from time to time, but Song Qingshu didn't speak at this time.

Song Qingshu was actually more surprised about the pregnancy. He was originally a person with a strong tolerance. Apart from being a little unbelievable at the beginning, he was able to accept it after a few days.What he can't forgive is Zhang Wuji's deceit. Zhang Wuji is the child he watched and taught when he grew up. He poured most of his feelings into him. It can be said that the person he trusts and is closest to in this world is Zhang Wuji.

It's just that he didn't expect that one day the child he was proud of would use what he taught him, that's why Song Qingshu was so angry and sad when he found out.

After a few more days, Song Qingshu was finally allowed to get out of bed. Accompanied by Song's mother, he took a walk in the yard. The children in the yard had already been sent away. Now only the Six Heroes of Wudang and Song Qingshu knew that Song Qingshu was pregnant. Mother, even Yang Buhui doesn't know about it.

Probably a mother is always strong. Although the fact that her son was pregnant with a child was very abrupt, Mother Song accepted it quickly and took good care of Song Qingshu, almost raising her son as a daughter, making Song Qingshu dumbfounded.

The stalemate between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji was quickly broken. This night Song Qingshu slept until midnight, and suddenly woke up, frowning, reaching down hesitantly, feeling the sticky liquid, and the sound coming from that secret place. Feeling empty, his face turned black immediately, and then he remembered that he hadn't seen Zhang Wuji for nearly 20 days.

Thinking of the Poison Sutra saying that Gu insects need semen to irrigate, Song Qingshu cursed in a low voice. He had a good relationship with Zhang Wuji some time ago, and the two of them did it more frequently. Now they have stopped for more than 20 days, and with the pregnancy The body's lust is already stronger, and the body naturally protests.

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, turned over and faced the inside, closed his legs and tried to ignore the feeling coming from behind, closed his eyes and hypnotized himself to sleep.After a long time, Song Qingshu opened his eyes angrily, scolded someone bloody, reached into his trousers, and slid up and down the thing that stood upright.

Those who were used to being served by Zhang Wuji couldn't see Song Qingshu's unfamiliar methods. He didn't vent for a long time, and it made people feel even more uncomfortable if he couldn't get up or down. Song Qingshu hammered the bed board resentfully, and stretched his limbs weakly on the bed.

Song Qingshu suddenly remembered that he had used the fifth girl very little in this life, and it would be fine if he was with Zhang Wuji, and it would be good not to be squeezed dry by him, how could he have the energy to let him vent himself.But when he wasn't with Zhang Wuji, he didn't seem to have that kind of impulse, which was a bit abnormal.It is definitely weird to say that a normal big boy has no experience of using Wu Girl in his twenties.

Thinking of a guy who used Gu worms to impregnate him, Song Qingshu became more and more suspicious. Now he would not foolishly believe that Zhang Wuji did nothing.Thinking about it now, this guy has been coveting him for a long time, and with his means, he did something without anyone noticing, coupled with his superb medical skills, it is very easy for him not to notice.

After tossing and turning for a long time, the emptiness in his body made Song Qingshu very uncomfortable. Although he knew that Zhang Wuji would come in if he called out, Song Qingshu still refused to admit defeat, and only fell asleep with his eyes wide open until the sky was bright.

It was like this for several nights in a row, Song Qingshu's eyes were full of thick blue shadows, his whole body was also lethargic, and he didn't have much appetite every day.Mother Song was so anxious that even Song Yuanqiao, who had always been prudent, couldn't sit still anymore, but Song Qingshu refused to let the doctor examine him, and Song Yuanqiao was even more worried, so she finally found Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu yawned, lying on the soft chair in the corridor, drowsy with a thin blanket on his body.Last night, my body was so noisy that I didn't fall asleep until dawn.Now that the warm wind is blowing in the corridor, I feel sleepy.

Dazedly, I felt the blanket on my body move, and then a soft thing fell on my forehead, and a familiar breath came to my face. Maybe it's because pregnancy makes people more prone to mood swings, or maybe it's because I've been tortured by lust in the past few nights The grievance made Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly moist.

Turning his head to one side, blinking his wet eyes, Song Qingshu asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Wuji touched Song Qingshu's soft long hair tentatively, seeing that he didn't struggle, he was happy, and said cautiously: "I see that senior brother is not in good condition these few days, so I am very worried, and the uncle also asked me to come and check the senior brother's body. "

Song Qingshu remained silent, but frowned slightly.Zhang Wuji's expression became gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "I know senior brother doesn't want to see me, so I'll leave after checking with senior brother."

Song Qingshu frowned more and more, and when Zhang Wuji touched his wrist, his complexion became even worse.Seeing this, Zhang Wuji thought that Song Qingshu couldn't bear his touch, and his face also turned pale. The fingers on Song Qingshu's wrist trembled slightly, his eyes lowered, and tears suddenly rolled down.

As soon as Zhang Wuji approached, Song Qingshu began to feel the strangeness of his body. I don't know if the Gu worm sensed the familiar masculine breath, and the back acupuncture point began to slowly shrink and squirm. When Zhang Wuji's hand was released, the feeling was even stronger. , and even faintly felt a sticky liquid flowing down, Song Qingshu's face gradually became ugly.

After realizing that something was wrong with Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu realized that there were already a large group of wet marks on the light blue blanket. Frowning, he reached out to lift Zhang Wuji's chin, and then saw a tear-stained face, eyes soaked in water vapor Her face was full of sadness, her pale pink lips were bitten out, and her delicate and beautiful face made her very cute.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, but he felt a little familiar. When he first met Zhang Wuji, this kid often cried a lot. Later, he gradually changed his temperament under his own education. Now it seems that his nature is still hard to change.

In this way, Song Qingshu's heart softened a bit. He reached out his hand to wipe the tears off Zhang Wuji's face rudely, got up and pulled him into the room, closed the door, pressed him directly on the bed, and then stretched out his hand to untie Zhang Wuji's clothes .

Zhang Wuji stared at him blankly, not knowing what he was going to do, but he didn't resist, and obediently cooperated with Song Qingshu's movements.Song Qingshu then took off the clothes on his body, Zhang Wuji looked dry, and the clone immediately stood upright.

Song Qingshu glanced at the hideous giant, and the thought of sitting on it disappeared quickly, but finally he lay down beside him, stretched out his legs and kicked Zhang Wuji, who was lying stiffly beside him and dared not move, and said confidently: "Hurry up, I will I want it."

Zhang Wuji sat up stupidly and looked at him for a while. Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, Song Qingshu stretched his legs and kicked him again, finally letting Zhang Wuji know that this was not a dream, and tentatively leaned down to enclose Song Qingshu's lips and kissed him.

Song Qingshu put his arms around Zhang Wuji's neck directly, the tip of his tongue actively poked in, his legs also wrapped around Zhang Wuji's waist and slowly dawdled, and he said two words vaguely, "Hurry up..."

Zhang Wuji paused for a moment, then sucked the soft tongue unceremoniously, his hands went straight down, and when he touched the wetness between Song Qingshu's buttocks, he felt relieved, and put his fingers directly in.

Putting a pillow under Song Qingshu's waist, and wrapping his legs around his waist, Zhang Wuji carefully supported the swollen and painful giant into the shrinking private parts, because he was concerned about the child in his belly, his movements were very gentle.Song Qingshu's dissatisfied feet rubbed against his waist, urging: "Hurry up..."

Zhang Wuji pecked his lips a few times comfortingly, supported his waist to speed up, Bobo's pleasure came up, and Song Qingshu moaned comfortably.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji tried his best to wait on him, and when the two erupted at the same time, Zhang Wuji pulled out a semi-soft object, and gently rubbed Song Qingshu's waist with his fingers.

Song Qingshu was still immersed in the joy just now, panting quickly, and when he calmed down, he closed his eyes and fell asleep tiredly, ignoring Zhang Wuji, who was serving attentively beside him.

Song Qingshu, who had been nourished, slept well. When he woke up, his complexion was rosy, and the dark circles under his eyes disappeared. He ate more than half of the food brought by Song's mother in good spirits, so that Song's mother finally felt relieved. His face was covered with pimples. The smile, and the worry on Song Yuanqiao's face also disappeared, and he felt that his decision to find Zhang Wuji was right.

After this day, Zhang Wuji served Song Qingshu even more attentively, Song Qingshu did not refuse him, he was neither cold nor affectionate to him, he did not struggle when his body needed it, he ate and slept well every day, but he gained a little weight.

Naturally, Zhang Wuji would not think that Song Qingshu had forgiven him, but as long as he could stay with his senior brother and take care of him, he would be satisfied, but became more and more silent, sometimes without saying a few words a day, except for taking care of Song Qingshu every day. , but also to deal with the affairs of Mingjiao, his figure gradually thinned down.

Two months later, Song Yuanqiao, who was dissatisfied with Zhang Wuji at first, forgave him when he saw that he was taking care of Song Qingshu so hard, only Song Qingshu was still not indifferent.

On this day, Song Qingshu watched Zhang Wuji put his chopsticks in the soup bowl for the third time, put down the chopsticks, and asked calmly, "What happened?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, put down his chopsticks, pursed his lips, and said, "The news from Mingjiao is that foster father is missing."

Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Wuji was in trouble because he was concerned about himself. He had seen what Zhang Wuji had done these days, but he still couldn't let it go, and wanted to teach Zhang Wuji a lesson, so he treated him indifferently.

"When the adoptive father came back, he had already shown the broken Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber in front of the major masters of the martial arts, so it should not be for the treasured sword. If I guessed correctly, the foster father should have found out Cheng Kun's news, or this is a trap at all, and the ultimate goal should be directed at you." Song Qingshu analyzed calmly.

Zhang Wuji nodded, with some struggles between his brows. On the one hand was his foster father, who was so kind to him, and on the other was his senior brother who was pregnant with his own child, so he couldn't choose.

Song Qingshu reached out and touched his head. For the first time in months, he smiled slightly and said softly, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Zhang Wuji looked deeply at his smile, squatted down, put his face on his protruding belly, closed his eyes and rubbed gently, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Considering the one-month period of Gu worms, before leaving, Zhang Wuji gave Song Qingshu a few more times, until Song Qingshu fell asleep tiredly, touched his cheek nostalgicly, and pecked his red and swollen lips reluctantly, Only then did he put on his clothes and leave with the shadow guard.