Chapter 94: The warm tent and fragrant boudoir make me unable to sleep, and the spring breeze blows
"Drive your sister!"
Song Yuxin said that if I need someone to take care of me, why should I use you? Which of my women is not soft and smooth?
He looked down at Mu Yanzhu, "Mu Yanzhu, go back and tell Song Jian not to seek revenge. If he dares to stir up trouble again, even if he is my cousin, I will kill him. Do you understand?" ?”
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Mu Yanzhu curled up on the ground and kowtowed, but when she looked up, Song Yu had disappeared.
"Woo~~" The feeling of surviving the disaster made her collapse to the ground in fright.
The most terrible thing was that she wanted to leave, but she couldn't lift one of her legs.
"Wow, please help me." She had no choice but to ask passers-by for help.
Unfortunately, this is an alley, and there are not many pedestrians at all. Someone who finally passed by looked disgusted when they saw her.
"It really stinks. What does it smell like?"
Everyone who saw her waved their hands and hid far away, not daring to get close to her at all, for fear of being caught by the plague.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
In the past, even if she couldn't move, as long as she relied on her beauty, many people rushed to save her, but now, everyone avoids her like the plague.
The mental frustration was even worse than her physical injuries.
She had no choice but to drag one leg and slowly crawl towards her car on the side of the road without anyone caring about her.
"This woman doesn't look too ugly. How come she looks like she just crawled out of a trash can?"
"It's so sour and refreshing, the taste!"
People passing by were pointing at her as if she were a monster.
Listening to everyone's discussion, Mu Yanzhu wanted to kill someone.
My aunt was so angry that she, Mu Yanzhu, was also the eldest grandson's wife after all. She was graceful and luxurious. She never thought that one day she would end up in this situation and be accused by thousands of people.
Song Yu didn't care what she was doing. She went to Qin Xuewu's villa.
"Yuyu!"
Qin Xuewu saw that Song Yu was still friendly, but looked at him timidly.
There was nothing she could do about it, this guy was so capable, and every time this guy's majesty made her a little unbearable.
She never thought that she, a woman, would one day be conquered by a little boy in the bed.
But she couldn't help it, she just liked this feeling. It's just that she thinks that for such a boy, it's best for several women to deal with him together, otherwise she really can't handle it as a woman.
"Wuwu, go take a bath and come to me!"
After saying that, Song Yu went into her bedroom.
"Oh!"
Qin Xuewu obediently went to wash her body. When she came back wrapped in a bathrobe, Song Yu was resting quietly on her soft big bed.
Only he had changed into pajamas now.
Qin Xuewu chuckled, and she suddenly walked over very shyly, gently untied his clothes, then kissed his neck and slid all the way down.
"Uh……"
Song Yu suddenly took a breath, and then he smiled again, thinking that I need a monster like Mu Yanzhu to serve me? Although it is said that the dumplings are not as delicious as dumplings and the sister-in-law is not as fun, but isn’t the beauty in front of her much better than her?
And he felt that this might be the difference between women and girls. They are shy but bold at the same time, and they can always bring you different and novel feelings.
Soon Song Yu was so motivated by Qin Xuewu's service that he had no choice but to get on his horse.
After entering the state, Song Yu gently lifted the hair beside Qin Xuewu's ear and said, "Wuwu, I have something to tell you. In fact, I am an immortal cultivator."
"Ah, is it true?" Qin Xuewu frowned, but was stunned.
"It must be true. Don't you think I'm different from ordinary people? For example, compared to your previous husband." Song Yu said with a bit of a smirk.
"Ah, if you tell me the truth, I think you are much, much better than my husband, and your body is far beyond comparison." Qin Xuewu said extremely shyly.
"now it's right!"
Song Yu lowered his head and lifted up her hair that covered her face again, revealing her frowning eyebrows. "I will tell you a set of formulas now. You must remember them and recite them silently. Let's practice together."
"Yeah!" Qin Xuewu nodded vigorously. She was both nervous and looking forward to the dual cultivation.
What makes her feel happiest is that she is going to become an immortal cultivator too?
A random little boy he picked up turned out to be an immortal cultivator. Could it be that he made a lot of money?
But she also knew that since she wanted to become an immortal, of course she had to be able to bear the unbearable weight.
Soon, Song Yu told her the formula, and Qin Xuewu recited it silently in her heart.
At some point, the surrounding spiritual energy was attracted and swarmed towards Qin Xuewu's bedroom.
Unknowingly, a black and white airflow invisible to the naked eye formed around the two people, gently rotating around them.
This is the true harmonious resonance, the complementarity of the avenues, the dual cultivation of yin and yang, the perfect fusion of hardness and softness.
Click!
There was a soft knock on the door, and a tall and beautiful girl entered the living room.
It was Liu Yuner.
This girl, as long as Song Yu was not at school, she suspected that Song Yu had gone to her home, so she came back again by accident.
Just when she came in, she heard a long scream coming from her mother's room. The sound reminded her of pig slaughter, which was too exaggerated.
"Humph!"
Liu Yun'er snorted angrily, thinking to herself that you were just doing it in broad daylight, so there really was nothing to do?
What depresses her the most is her mother. She is such an upright person. Now that you have a man, you actually don't care about anything? It was so exaggerated.
Is it really that good to have a man? Seize the opportunity to have a tryst with him at home?
She sat on the sofa and tried to cover her ears, but the sound still came in pervasively.
"Hey!"
Liu Yun'er sighed and simply stopped covering it. Moreover, by some strange coincidence, she blushed and tiptoed to the door of her mother's room to eavesdrop, and then quickly ran back to her boudoir.
"Hey!"
Liu Yun'er felt that her face was as hot as a fever.
What depresses her most is that it's already dinner time and these two guys haven't stopped yet.
She was destined to spend another sleepless night alone tonight.
It wasn't until almost noon the next day that the sound barely stopped.
"Ouch!" Liu Yun'er's face began to heat up again, and she thought to herself, "Mom, how could you do this? It's too exaggerated to have gotten along with that kid until now."
It was just an exaggeration, but she felt a little regretful that such a violent young man should have been hers.
But she didn't know that her mother had already degenerated.
In the master bedroom, Qin Xuewu stood up lazily, then she smiled contentedly and sweetly, turned slightly, got into his arms, and hugged her man.
While this man brought her pain, he also brought her endless happiness. She never wanted to leave him for a moment.
Song Yu looked at the graceful waist of the woman in his arms. He had already felt that Qin Xuewu had perfected her Qi just now.
In other words, not only did she successfully gather Qi, but she also advanced to the next level. This was something that ordinary people could hardly hope for in their lifetime, but she actually achieved it.