Chapter 393: The Twelve Factions
Seeing Bing Xue'er holding on to the hem of her skirt and not allowing him to take it off anymore, Song Qingshu smiled helplessly, "Well, it's okay to just do it like this as well."
After saying that, he kissed her delicate red lips, and entered her wet cave.
Unlike how she usually behaved, Bing Xue'er seed quite active in this session. She had secretly made up her mind to make Song Qingshu reach his peak as soon as possible. So she began to sway her waist seductively, trying her best to ta the invading raging dragon inside her wetness.
Song Qingshu didn't expect Bing Xue'er to be so unrestrained. He could feel the love nectar overflowing from the secret garden of the beauty underneath him, as well as her grip on his shaft. In the end, the extre stimulation proved to be too much for him, and it forced him to reach his peak much earlier than he wanted.
So he couldn't help but tightly hug her body and feigned anger, "You’re so insidious!"
Bing Xue'er gasped and then angrily pushed him away, "Aren't you satisfied?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help but admit, "It felt pretty good."
"That should be enough…okay, now, hurry and clean up. Miss Xia might co anyti." Bing Xue'er urged with a blushing face.
"It's still early, how can she…" Before he could finish his words, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly detected that Xia Qingqing was holding up her skirt and stomping upstairs.
"Uh, speak of the devil…" Song Qingshu’s expression turned strange and he began to hurriedly put on his clothes. He was not afraid of being seen by Xia Qingqing, but he was worried that it would hurt the other party's heart.
Bing Xue'er's face turned even more pale. She kicked Song Qingshu off the bed and hurriedly put on her clothes as well. Fortunately, she hadn't take them off completely just now, and she was able to tidy up quite fast. Except for so wrinkles on her clothes, there was nothing suspicious about her.
"Brother Song…" Xia Qingqing ran in excitedly, but suddenly noticed that there were other won in the room, and her voice suddenly stopped.
Although the two had tidied up their clothes, it failed to fool Xia Qingqin’s eyes.
In the first place, a man and a woman staying behind closed doors in broad daylight was quite suspicious, and looking at the faint blush on Bing Xue'er's fair face, how could she not realize what the two of them were you doing just now?
Xia Qingqin looked at Bing Xue'er carefully. Although the woman was a little older than her, she had a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure, especially her temperant that seed as pure as crystalline ice.
As a woman, even Xia Qingqing had to admit her charm, and she suddenly felt a little sour in her heart.
While Xia Qingqing was looking at Bing Xue'er, Bing Xue'er was also looking at Xia Qingqing. Seeing her beautiful appearance, especially the faint charm between her eyebrows, Bing Xue'er thought that it was no wonder that Song Qingshu was so obsessed with this woman.
As the two won continued to stare at each other, the room fell into a strange silence.
Song Qingshu was feeling a headache, and quietly hit Miao Ruolan with a wisp of his True Qi.
Miao Ruolan woke up with a cry from the pain. She sat up sleepily and looked around. When she saw Xia Qingqing, she couldn't help but wonder, "Big Brother, who is this beautiful Elder Sister?"
Song Qingshu almost hugged Miao Ruolan in glee, and thought in his heart, ‘Children are indeed the best tool to resolve awkward situations since they can’t read the room.’
Hearing Miao Ruolan's words, Xia Qingqing felt quite pleased, and her tense face lted away.
Song Qingshu coughed, "Let
introduce you two.This is Xia Qingqing, the wife of the forr leader of the Golden Serpent Camp, Yuan Chengzhi. And, this is Bing Xue'er, the wife of the late Hero of Liaodong Hu Yidao, and this little girl is the orphan of Miao Renfeng, the Golden-faced Buddha."
‘A wife, a young girl, what a ss.’ Xia Qingqing had a strange look on her face as she secretly complained in her heart. And when Song Qingshu introduced Bing Xue'er's identity, she couldn't help but be stunned, ‘Is she also like , a poor widow?’
Just as Bing Xue'er felt sympathy for her, Xia Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of intimacy towards Bing Xue'er, but when her eyes turned to Song Qingshu, her heart was filled with hatred, ‘Does this ba*tard specialize in seducing widows…’
"I’m not a little girl!" Miao Ruolan protested in dissatisfaction, making Song Qingshu and others smile.
With Miao Ruolan's interruption, Bing Xue'er ca to her senses and walked over to hold Xia Qingqing's hand, "What a charming and lovely woman. No wonder Brother-in-law keeps ntioning Miss Xia."
Xia Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, ‘On the surface I am still Mada Yuan, and you are still Mada Hu. Don’t you find it inappropriate to say such ambiguous words to Song Qingshu?’
Xia Qingqing finally reacted and smiled, "How can this little sister be as beautiful as the Elder Sister…"
As the two won exchanged the useless dialogue, Song Qingshu rolled his eyes and interrupted, "Youyou, what's the situation inside the Golden Serpent Camp now?"
‘Youyou…why are you being so affectionate in front of other people? I am here with the identity of Mada Yuan!’
Xia Qingqing glared at him angrily and was about to answer, when she suddenly rembered that there were other people present and couldn't help but glance at Bing Xue'er in worry.
Song Qingshu knew her concerns and quickly said, "Youyou, but it doesn't matter, she is one of our own."
When they heard the words "our own
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