Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

Because of getting Yang Xiao's 'passport', Song Qingshu has been quite relaxed these few days, and when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, there were no nervous people to disturb him, so there are only four big characters left in the beautiful days - happy to miss you.

"Forward, forward, our team is moving forward..." Singing songs that make people feel emotional, twisting a cloth towel to follow the rhythm and rubbing left and right on the body, the heat surges up, and the young man in the wooden barrel is dusty. The immaculate body hides a seductive charm.

Haha, I raised my head and chuckled, tomorrow is the day I leave the Mingjiao General Altar, I never even thought about leaving in such a generous way, ha ha... laugh again, after leaving here, I will roam freely, then What kind of day is it?Fairy is not an exaggeration, right?So, what kind of Wudang, what kind of door and wall, all go to hell, this young master is not rare, hum!

'Boom' The door of the room slammed softly, shaking his long ink-like hair, Song Qingshu, who was washing happily inside, didn't hear the movement outside, just lowered his head, and began to scrub his two slender thighs vigorously.

'Plop' It seemed that something fell to the ground, and Song Qingshu paused for a moment, then he stopped what he was doing and raised his ears, huh?Nothing?It must be that I heard it wrong, so I lowered my head, hummed a little song and continued rubbing.

The sound of 'Boom' porcelain falling to the ground was soft and crisp. Well, this time, anyone who is not deaf will almost know that someone has come in from outside, and it seems that the person who came in is not a 'normal' human being.

Could it be a thief?But is it possible to steal things in the Mingjiao General Forum where there are so many masters?

Full of curiosity, he got up, pulled the outer shirt on the shelf and hurriedly put it on his body, Song Qingshu walked out while tying the belt around his waist.

No wonder he was suspicious, it was not a day or two since he was in Mingjiao, and generally there was no one who could disturb him, except for Yang Xiao, who was running away for love, and even the boy who brought tea and food was just Put the things down and leave without saying a word to him.

'Uh' just turned out from behind the screen, a pungent smell of alcohol came over my face, the smoked Song Qingshu covered his nose, grandma's, where does the smell of alcohol come from?Slightly annoyed, he lowered his eyes, and a man in a state of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

"Hmm... wine... give me wine..." muttering, the man lying on the ground moved as if he wanted to stand up, but maybe because he drank too much wine, the man's hands and feet were weak, but he didn't do it a few times. climb up.

"Hey, may I ask, who are you?" Song Qingshu raised his foot and kicked the dead guy on the ground. Song Qingshu's tone was not only bad but very bad. He drank too much in the middle of the night and didn't go back to his bed to sleep What's the matter with running into other people's houses?Gritting your teeth, what kind of slaves are raised by such a master, they are all worthless goods!

"Where... who??" At a loss, the person on the ground thought for a long time and suddenly yelled loudly, "I... call... Yang Xiao... Guangming Left Envoy... Yang... Xiao..."

Yang Yang Yang Yang Yang Xiao? ? ? ?Which Yang Xiao?no?No way? !Squatting down and turning the man's body vigorously, the next moment, a familiar face appeared, but the difference was that there was no evil and charming smile on this handsome face at this time, only a broken face. Confused, "Is it really you?!"

His body trembled, and he sat down on the ground. Song Qingshu was afraid, who is Yang Xiao?That is a small-bellied, unreasonable, unreasonable bastard, monster!How dare you kick his ass just now?If he found out about this... Subconsciously rubbing his soft buttocks with his palm, the situation is worrisome...

"Hmm..." Lying on his back was uncomfortable, shaking his head in a daze, Yang Xiao smiled at the pale boy, "Come... come here... have a... drink with me..."

He didn't dare to move, especially when Yang Xiao was staring at him, Song Qingshu didn't dare to move even more, until Yang Xiao turned his gaze away and began to fumble for the broken wine bottle, Song Qingshu got up carefully, and stood by the window with a few strides.

Huh, it's so dangerous, Yang Xiao should be drunk and unconscious, that's good, that's good, it's good that he doesn't remember kicking him.

"Wine...my wine..." Yang Xiao was a little annoyed that he couldn't touch the wine bottle. Nothing was gained.

With a sigh of "ah", Song Qingshu, who couldn't stand it anymore, walked over slowly, bent over to pick up the man who was as soft as a puddle of mud, and threw him on the bed.

"Who hit me?" His head hit the corner of the bed, Yang Xiao couldn't help staring, a slightly familiar face in his drunken eyes became the final target, so he raised his hand, and grabbed the target's lapel like lightning, Pulled over and overwhelmed, "Why... hit me?"

Song Qingshu froze, and then blushed blushingly, "Hey, don't go too far!" He stared, didn't this guy's hands and feet go weak from drunk?How can it be so fun to arrest and suppress people?Could it be pretending to be drunk? !Thinking about it, he pushed Yang Xiao several times, but it didn't help at all.

"Why hit me?" Yang Xiao asked again in a dizzy state as he grabbed the annoying thing and pushed it aside, shaking his head in discomfort.

"Who the hell beat you!" Gritting his teeth, seeing both arms were grabbed by Yang Xiao, Song Qingshu bent his leg and bumped it directly on Yang Xiao's buttocks without thinking. With a loud bang, Yang Xiao, who was unprepared, was successfully bumped from Song Qingshu's body into the middle of the bed, and his head hit the corner of the bed again.

"Ugh~" It hurts, it hurts on the top, and it hurts even more on the bottom. The severe pain made Yang Xiao sober up, blinking his confused eyes and raising his head, surprised, "Song Qingshu? Why are you in my room?"

"Master Yang Zuoshi! Please look clearly, this is my room!" Are you finally awake?Unhappily rubbing the two wrists that had been scratched, Song Qingshu glared at Yang Xiao while talking.

"Really..." murmured, and fell weakly on the bed to look at the sky, Yang Xiao didn't make another sound for a long time.

"Hey, it's getting late, I'm going to sleep." The subtext is, I'm going to sleep, please get out immediately!

"Hmm..." Without saying a word, Yang Xiao just hummed lightly.

……Um?What do you mean?Is he not going to leave?Find out, okay?It's not lovelorn, as for making it so... huh?No, didn't Yang Xiao go to find Ji Xiaofu?How could he come back drunk from drinking alone?Judging from Ji Xiaofu's feelings for Yang Xiao in the book, it shouldn't be.

"Song Qingshu." Yang Xiao said quietly, his staring eyes never looked back from the roof.

"Ah?" Responded blankly, Song Qingshu was still stuck in the plot of the novel and didn't recover.

"You said... what is love?"

"Love??" How could he understand that thing, and he had never loved before.

"Yeah, love..." Yang Xiao gently closed his eyes, and smiled leisurely, "She said, I don't love her, I just like her."

'Yang Xiao, I left you because I know you don't love me. For me, all you have is liking, beyond all likings. '

'Isn't liking love?A liking beyond all likings is love. '

'You are wrong, liking beyond all is just liking, and love is beyond control, you are willing to let go of my hand, it is a kind of proof that you don't love me. '

'Could it be that you ever proposed to leave in order to verify my feelings for you? '

'Well, it turns out that you really don't love me. '

'I don't understand, Xiaofu, I don't understand what you mean by love. For so many years, you are the first woman that I, Yang Xiao, can remember in my heart. This is not enough proof, is my heart for you? '

'Not enough, what I want is love, liking will change color when you meet another liking, but love will not, especially your Yang Xiao's love, it will never be, if you fall in love, you will never let it go and never forget it, What I want is that kind of affection. Obviously, you can't give it to me. '

'Is that so... so what are you going to do?Still living alone?With your unrepentant love for me? '

'Yeah, no regrets, I never regret what I have done, Yang Xiao, go to love, when you meet someone who refuses to let go no matter how sad, sad or painful, that is love, I, best wishes you……'

Blessing... She pursed her lips in frustration, Xiao Fu was actually blessing him...

"Hey, are you okay?" He raised his finger and rubbed Yang Xiao's shoulder, his expression was so lonely and pitiful, but...

Please, you want to be pitied, please go to a place that can pity you, okay?Come here, I still haven't finished taking a shower, and I still need to sleep...

"Song Qingshu." Opening his eyes lightly, Yang Xiao broke Song Qingshu out of his entanglement with a single sound.

"What's the matter?" Sitting upright, no matter how resentful he was, he didn't dare to confront Yang Xiao, especially now that Yang Xiao was in a bad mood and drunk.

"Tell me, do I really not love Xiaofu?" Really?Years of heartache, isn't it love?

"This..." Would a man who could never marry for his dead wife not love his dead wife?The answer is of course no, Yang Xiao is not sick in that aspect, he looks good, and his status is still high-ranking, as long as he thinks, women will come in large numbers, right?

So why?In Yitianli, Yang Xiao and Ji Xiaofu's love for each other is very deep, they tilted their heads and blinked their eyes for a long time, suddenly, a thought flooded into Song Qingshu's mind.

Yes, in Yitian, when Zhang Wuji handed Yang Buhui into Yang Xiao's hands, he realized that Ji Xiaofu still loved him and died at the hands of his master because of him. The loyalty of love, two kinds of shocks rushed into Yang Xiao's heart at the same time, which made him turn his prodigal son back, and fell in love with Ji Xiaofu from then on, and never married until now, only for one person.

Now, Ji Xiaofu is still alive, and she even told him clearly that he left only when he knew he didn't love him. The blow and the shock became two poles, so naturally he wouldn't fall in love. To put it another way, Yang Xiao fell in love with him. Ji Xiaofu's opportunity has not yet arrived.

Black thread, does it really have to wait until Ji Xiaofu dies before Yang Xiao will be emotional?In a trance, the four big characters came to my mind-abuse, love, love, and deep. I sigh, it turns out that Mr. Jin and Grandma Qiongyao are very familiar.

"Song Qingshu..."

"What... what are you doing!" Pushing away the man who didn't know when he climbed onto him, Song Qingshu hopped to the other side of the table, grandma, this guy has nothing to do!

Huh... Blame myself too, and walked back to the bed while talking, this foot should really be chopped up and fed to the dog.

"Hmm~" I was so dizzy, and after being pushed hard by Song Qingshu, I seemed to be even more dizzy, "Come here!" Lie on the bed and wave, and he won't eat him. Is there any need to be so afraid?

"You... just tell me if you have something to do." He didn't dare to go over, God knows if staying with a drunk would cause trouble, note, especially when the drunk is still a gangster with excellent martial arts.

"I asked you to come and help me up." He groaned and explained, moving his hands and feet that still had no strength, if he could get up, hum!

"I think it's good for you to lie down." It's still not going, anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I sleep or not tonight.

"You..." You were obviously annoyed, this kid, is it necessary to guard him like a thief?

"Anyway, you drank a lot of wine and sleep as long as you want, I'll go first, ha, ha." With a dry smile, he moved towards the door, relying on the fact that Yang Xiao was quite drunk now, Song Qingshu's courage also grew a lot.

"Where are you going?" Squinting his eyes, he finally sat up reluctantly, leaning his back against the bed frame, Yang Xiao asked in a low, calm voice.

"No... didn't want to go anywhere, just, go for a walk..." The more he said, the more he lost his confidence, he was not a fool, and Yang Xiao could tell that he was angry.

"I'll say it one last time, come here!" Everyone avoided him, is he the god of plague?Xiaofu is like this, Song Qingshu is also like this, what did he do wrong?Why do you treat him like this!

"No!" Seeing that Yang Xiao's eyes were red, the idiot would obediently go over to die, the words had already reached the door, and he pushed open the door with his backhand, Song Qingshu yelled and ran straight out of the door.

"Stop!" With a flick of his fingers, Song Qingshu's body was fixed in the air, and then he rolled up his sleeves, and with the phrase "Come back!", Song Qingshu couldn't help but limp in Yang Xiao's arms, and the door behind him touched. ' was slammed shut, and the small room once again separated the two of them in a space.

"Flicking... the supernatural power of snapping fingers?" Song Qingshu stammered, isn't that Huang Laoxie's kung fu?How could Yang Xiao do it?

"Are you hiding from me?" Narrowing his eyes and lowering his body a little bit, Yang Xiao raised Song Qingshu's chin with his hands and asked quietly.

"I'm afraid." Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he simply smashed the jar, and he went all out, ashamed, ashamed!

With a pause in his arms, Yang Xiao didn't expect Song Qingshu to confess so frankly, "Am I scary?" I don't understand, he never really hurt him, did he?

White eyes, isn't it worth being afraid of a person who misses his own butt every day?Ugh...he was so scared to death.

"I see." Sighed, did my actions that day scare him?Lying on the bed on his back, with his arms tightly hugging Song Qingshu, Yang Xiao murmured and closed his eyes, "Sleep with me for a while, just tonight."

He was tired, heartbroken, disappointed, confused, painful, he was upset by several emotions, otherwise he would not take the initiative to buy drunk, but why did he think of coming here after he was drunk?I don’t understand again, hehe, let’s talk about it after I wake up tomorrow.

Unlike Yang Xiao, who was comfortably in Mengxiang, Song Qingshu, who was lying in Yang Xiao's arms, was struggling all the time, why?Why is this?

Weeping silently, with disheveled clothes, half-naked body, loose hair, and straddling a man, how can I get out of my body tomorrow morning?God, you come and tell me what I'm going to do! ! ! !