rotten son-in-law

"No!" Mu Qingchen said against his will, twisted his waist, and turned his back to Chang Shu.

Hmph, let me give you the back of your head to experience it yourself.

Chang Shu tilted her head and sniggered, stretched out her hand to tickle her, saw that she was indifferent, scratched again, and then went around and squatted in front of her.

That scorching gaze possessed magical power, piercing directly into Mu Qingchen's heart.But Mu·Qi Tou Shang·Qing Chen obviously doesn't like this.

"I just wanted to surprise you, I didn't mean to scare you..."

Mu Qingchen's face became uglier the more he heard it: "Is this a question of scaring or not!"

This is obviously a question of teasing her, and it is very, very bad in nature.

She is a dignified and good family, and she is studying hard in the Imperial College. One day, she bumps into a classmate who is as beautiful as a flower, weak and so pitiful. Let me ask you, love it or not.

The answer is certainly yes.

As a result, she took time and effort to build her heart, put aside the worldly world, and break the routine.

For this obsessive love, he did not hesitate to gamble the lives of the whole family, fled marriage openly, and even died to show his ambition.

As a result, he was slapped in the face now, and the slap was so loud.

It cannot be forgiven, at least not now. If Chang Shu is easily forgiven, wouldn't her face as a bully in the imperial capital be ruined in one fell swoop.

"I have reasons for not telling you..." Chang Shu pursed her lips, looking pitiful.

Mu Qingchen was indifferent, she finally understood that Chang Shu was born in Miyagi and grew up in Miyagi, she didn't learn it well, but she learned the ladies' Gongdou acting skills very well.

During the year they spent together in the Imperial College, there was absolutely no flaw at all.

Mu Qingchen snorted coldly: "Difficulties? What difficulties do you have for your golden branches and jade leaves?"

Chang Shu said coyly, "You have a bad temper, if I let you know in advance, what will you do if you don't get married in a fit of anger?"

She ran away and committed suicide again, which frightened her into a frightened bird.

As soon as the words came out, Mu Qingchen took the blame: "It's true, I hate other people playing tricks on me the most in my life."

Chang Shu finally seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "So don't be angry."

She was so happy that she lost herself for a moment, leaned close to Mu Qingchen's face, and stared at her intently, with anxiety and anticipation in her eyes.

Mu Qingchen was taken aback by her look, and his cheeks were reddened by the fragrance from her body. For a moment, his nose, throat... until his chest was warm.She wants to get away.

Hastily got up from the ground, jumped onto the Hehuan big bed, and pulled the quilt over his head.

Chang Shu also followed, leaned over to her ear, and said aggrievedly: "Hey wine...haven't had it yet."

"Don't drink anymore."

"Drink if you want." Chang Shu squeezed her palm, "The world is worshiped, and you will be a son-in-law from now on. Don't deny it."

"I don't admit it." Mu Qingchen turned sideways and lay face inward, but with his ears pricked up, he listened carefully to the sound behind him. Suddenly, the bed shook slightly, and the mattress behind him slumped.

It's time for Chang Shu to go to bed.

"Get up quickly, my hands are sore." Chang Shu said softly.

Mu Qingchen turned her head and found that she was holding a half-cut paw melon with both hands, which contained wine.The wine was clear, with a long and lingering aroma: "I've already told you, don't drink it."

Chang Shu pursed her lips, her eye circles became red, her eyes were shining, crying like crying.

Just this one moment made Mu Qingchen's scalp numb and his heart tremble, and he quickly surrendered to her: "Drink, drink, I'll drink."

She stretched out her hand to pick it up, but was blocked by Chang Shu with her elbow. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically while grabbing Chang Shu's arm, and took the papaya from her hand.

Chang Shu was angry and funny for a while, her frozen face was relaxed, she turned her body, and looked at Mu Qingchen affectionately: "This is what you want to drink, don't regret it."

It's rare for Mu Qingchen to be serious, her eyes are bright, her smile is calm, and her whole body is shining.

She raised her wrist a few inches, and walked around Chang Shu's arm: "Drink a glass of wine, and you must obey me obediently from now on." Chang Shu couldn't help smiling, her heart melted at this moment.

They tacitly intertwined their arms, lifted the papaya slightly, and took a sip at the same time, and accidentally knocked each other's foreheads.

"Wait!" Chang Shu stopped shouting, looked up at Mu Qingchen, and ordered, "Don't swallow."

Mu Qingchen: "?"

"You answer Ben Gong first, did you drink this cup of wine with Chang Shu of the Imperial Academy, or with Chang Shu, the eldest princess of Mu Ning?"

On the surface, whether it is Chang Shu or Chang Shu, they are all the same person, there is nothing to tangle with, and the correct answer is ready to come out.But Mu Qingchen didn't know which sutra was wrong, so he couldn't die... He hesitated.

As if being asked, he froze there stupidly.This undoubtedly violated Chang Shu's taboo, and she insisted, "Quickly answer."

Mu Qingchen still had wine in his mouth, he didn't spit it out, he didn't swallow it, he hummed twice indiscriminately.

Seeing this appearance in Chang Shu's eyes, she was naturally angry and wronged, and forced Mu Qingchen to spit out the wine.

Mu Qingchen couldn't resist her, so he had to follow her orders, and said perfunctorily: "This is not a problem..."

Chang Shu didn't want to talk too much with her, so she withdrew her hand and threw the paw melon on the wedding bed. The wine beat the two prodigal sons violently, and splashed the red wedding quilt: "Don't be sloppy!"

Mu Qingchen thickened his skin, and smiled as brightly as possible: "How about... skip this step for now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw herself into the pillow as if fleeing for her life, closed her eyes, and pretended to fall asleep.Chang Shu almost twisted her nose in anger, squeezed water out of her fists, glared at her angrily, got up with the papaya, and threw it on the makeup table.

After standing in front of the case for a long while, still feeling unwilling, I went back to the edge of the couch and sat down, staring at Mu Qingchen's back in a daze, struggled for a long time, and said embarrassedly: "If you don't give an answer, I won't give you an answer." I will sleep with you... in the same bed."

Don't even think about wedding candles, you bastard will be strangled to death.Mu Qingchen scolded her for being childish, thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, couldn't pretend to sleep anymore, turned sideways in her direction, and jokingly said: "Then I can go back to the concubine's mansion."

While speaking, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as her feet landed on the pedals, Chang Shu grabbed the belt around her waist, making her unable to move.

"If you leave tonight... maybe how many people outside will use this as an argument, where will I put my face?"

Mu Qingchen shrugged indifferently: "I can't sleep, I can't walk... It's too difficult for me."

She didn't give Chang Shu a chance to argue, and continued: "You pretended to be the Lord yourself, and you lied to me first, it's reasonable!"

Chang Shu was guilty of this, but when she said it, the aura on her body instantly weakened a few points, her shoulders loosened, and she looked discouraged.

But he was still talking about right and wrong with Mu Qingchen: "I made you angry once, and you made me angry once, and we are...even."

Mu Qingchen waited for her words, nodded quickly, then took off his outer shirt, threw it far away, and then untied his belt and underarm ties.

Chang Shu's breathing was stagnant, she turned her back in a panic, her knees were brought together due to tension, her eyes were floating, not knowing where to go.

"You... what are you doing!?"

Mu Qingchen replied calmly: "The bridal chamber."

"Whoever is going to have a bridal chamber with you, you haven't even figured out whether I'm Chang Shu or Chang Shu." "Maybe you'll figure it out after we're done."

"Liar." Chang Shu turned her head, intending to reason with her, but unexpectedly she was stripped down to a close-fitting middle single, her shiny white collarbone looming.

Chang Shu was in a mess, and covered her eyes without saying a word: "Meng Lang."

Mu Qingchen seemed to be addicted to teasing her, he took off her hand abruptly, took a snow-colored silk handkerchief from the bedside and put it in front of her eyes, and said maliciously: "The nuns outside can wait—"

She paused intentionally, carefully watching Chang Shu's expression with playfulness: "I'm waiting for your Luohong."

"Mu! Qing! Chen!" Chang Shu's face twitched, and she pointed at Mu Qingchen, trembling uncontrollably.

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