Meng Yuan stood under a pink and white tree, laughing so hard that the branches trembled, full of ambiguity.
At this time, Shen Qingqing finally showed something unusual. How could a good competition turn into picking up hair and taking off clothes? Thinking back to what he specifically told the boy before the competition, his ears turned red.
He clearly had ulterior motives for hurting innocent people.
Shen Qingqing didn't answer his question. She raised her ruler and lifted his chin. She took a few steps forward and forced him under the flower tree. Her posture was domineering, a bit like a female gangster.
Meng Yuan smiled lightly, lowered his sword-holding arm, followed her movements step by step, and finally his back hit the tree, the branches and leaves swayed, and the petals fell unbearably.
Shen Qingqing blew away the petals that fell between her lips and laughed so hard, "Try to compete, take off your clothes, you can think of it."
"Thank you for the compliment." Meng Yuan pushed away the knife on his neck, lowered his head, and reached out to grab her waist, "Qingqing is not bad, it's hard to cheat her husband."
The word "for husband" was like a switch, burning Shen Qingqing's heart. She was a little embarrassed and turned her head to hide, but the man suddenly made a move.
The big hands clasped around her waist slid down, kneaded softly somewhere, then wrapped their arms around her thighs and hugged her up.
"Yeah!" Shen Qingqing whispered, her whole body hanging on his waist like a koala.
In order to avoid falling, she could only free her hands and hug Meng Yuan's neck tightly. In this way, the distance between the two was extremely close.
She could feel the hot breath of the man beside her ear, as hot and noisy as the hot summer wind.
You can still feel the man's vigour, pressed between his legs through two thin layers of clothing.
Shen Qingqing gritted her teeth and moved her body with difficulty.
The man groaned because of her actions and hugged her tighter.
"Go back, go back to your room." Shen Qingqing supported her body and spoke to him with a blushing face.
The man pursed his lips and said nothing, rested his chin on her shoulder, rubbed it a few times, and moved one of his hands behind her to the front of her body.
The slender fingers were like jumping strings, sliding back and forth between the thin and smooth fabrics without distinguishing each other.
Shen Qingqing was like a cat being lifted by its tail, her whole body was tense and her face was so red that it could bleed.
"Meng Yuan, who did you learn this trick from?" She forced out a sentence through her teeth.
The man tilted his head and kissed the corner of her lips, with a smile in his eyes, but his eyes were also stained with a light red, "I saw the little book under your pillow."
"How shameless are you to read my daughter's books?" Shen Qingqing scolded him.
The man smiled softly, lifted her up with his arms, and then slowly lowered her.
Like a tired bird returning to its nest, the soul finds support.
Shen Qingqing leaned against his shoulder so softly that her bones felt numb.
The man's laughing voice came to my ears again: "Qingqing is not good at school, so she can only work harder for her husband."
"Fortunately, it lives up to its mission."
The glow in the sky gradually faded, and the moon climbed up the branches, falling down layers of light gauze, enveloping the beautiful woman's back as smooth as jade.
The ups and downs, the swaying light and shadow, are so beautiful.
The next day, they both slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. When they opened the door, they saw Ning Youan and Meng Qixue sitting under the flower tree in the courtyard, dozing off.
As soon as the door opened, two people, one tall and one short, jumped up at the same time.
Meng Qixue held a painting in her hand. Due to time constraints, she only painted Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan this time.
Both of them were wearing red clothes, standing hand in hand in a small courtyard full of peach blossom trees, with happy smiles on their faces.
Her painting skills are already good, and coupled with Shu Yiyan's careful guidance, the people in the paintings can be regarded as "lifelike".
Meng Qixue held the painting in front of Meng Yuan with a sincere look on her face.
"Dad, this is Xuebao's birthday gift to you. Dad and mother will be happy forever and give birth to a brood of brothers and sisters for me and my brothers and sisters!"
Give birth to a brood of younger siblings...
Shen Qingqing held her forehead and took a breath.
Meng Yuan was quite happy and took the painting with a smile. He wanted to praise her a few words, but Ning Youan couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly asked Tao Zi to take her away.
"Last night I went back and slept with Hanyan again. This time I could see clearly. There was no birthmark on her chest, but there was a peony flower, which was bright red and looked like a real flower."
Ning Youan looked at them anxiously, "Can you tell me now why you are asking about birthmarks?"
Shen Qingqing's eyelids drooped slightly and she looked at him quietly, saying nothing for a while.
Peony, she didn't believe this coincidence.
So the woman's identity can basically be determined. She is a puppet sent by the palace to monitor the Ning family, or to control the eldest son of the Ning family?
Anyway, we are going to attack the Ning family.
How should they respond?
Just follow the plan?
But with Ning Youan's courage, he probably wouldn't even dare to take off his pants after knowing Han Yan's true identity, so he still had to keep this matter a secret.
After pondering for a long time, Shen Qingqing came up with a perfect solution.
"Before coming to Xiangcheng, I fought against the previous head of the Chen family. They had a number of mysterious organizations, just like the secret organizations behind the emperor and princes. There were killers, spies, and beauties who specialized in seducing people."
Ning Youan clenched his hands tightly, his expression serious, and he obviously believed her words.
"People in the Chen family organization have one thing in common. They have special marks on their chests. That's why I asked about that in the first place."
Shen Qingqing opened her eyes and told lies: "It is now confirmed that she is Chen Bitian and a member of Qi Sheng, but her purpose is unknown, so you have to cooperate with her acting until the fox shows its tail."
Ning Youan breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the smoker was a human being, not a monster that sucked people's yang energy.
Replenish the body.”
Shen Qingqing: "You can do whatever you want." Just don't make her cry when the time comes.
Meng Yuan looked at him with more sympathy in his eyes, "Young man, it's better to exercise restraint. If your vitality is damaged, it will be too late to regret."
Ning Youan glanced at the red marks on his neck and laughed at him mercilessly: "You are still talking about me, so take a look at yourself in the mirror first."
Between the two of them, the eldest brother let alone the second brother.
Meng Yuan followed his line of sight and looked down, and sure enough he saw two rows of clear tooth marks. It seemed like they were bitten under this flower tree, right?
I didn't feel any pain when I bit it, but it was very itchy, and I didn't expect it would leave a mark.
Thinking of the arrogance under the flower tree last night, Meng Yuan's ears felt a little hot, and he straightened his collar as if nothing had happened, covering the teeth marks.
Ning Youan was very disdainful of his coquettish behavior, "Hey~ my wife bit her, what's the point of being embarrassed? It's human nature for a man to love a woman."
He calmly sat down opposite the two of them and asked again: "Han Yan's eyes are so beautiful. When I see those eyes, I can't control my mind. What should I do if I delay things because of this?"
"I'll teach you a spell. Every time you lose control, recite it twice to make sure you're fine." Shen Qingqing said. This chapter has been completed!