Chapter 689: Concubine, no more questions.

Style: Historical Author: Stay at home and take a napWords: 2412Update Time: 24/01/18 09:20:32
Seeing his wife shaking her head, the maid finally nodded towards Qin Ming after a battle between heaven and man.

Immediately, Xiaodie left the room quietly and closed the door gently.

Xiaodie came to the yard, turned to look at the house with the door closed, and murmured:

"Madam, this servant can only help you so far."

...

inside the room,

Qin Ming looked at the woman on the bed with a complicated expression.

The thrilling scene more than an hour ago appeared in my mind again.

After he was awakened, a fire was already burning outside the house.

Before he could put on his clothes, he heard Song Muqing's exclamation, the killer's curse and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

At that time, Qin Ming thought that Song Muqing had been brutally murdered, so he felt extremely regretful.

That's right, regret.

He hated the killer's brutality, and even more hated his own indifference.

Since it has long been seen that Song Muqing is a typical ancient lady, she has been influenced by Confucianism since she was a child, and the ideas of three obediences and four virtues have been deeply rooted in her bones.

It can even be seen that Song Muqing wants to end it all.

On the other hand, he insists on rejecting people thousands of miles away!

[Is it necessary for a woman to throw away all her dignity and "shamelessly" say that she wants to make you a little girl before you are willing to take her away? ]

[What a hypocrite. ]

At that time, Qin Ming was so angry that he wanted to rush out and kill the thief who made him regret his life.

Therefore, Qin Ming was not wearing any clothes or shoes at that time. After getting out of bed, he smashed open the door with a table and rushed into the yard holding the quilt.

But when he found the unconscious Song Muqing, he immediately changed his mind.

There was only one thought in his mind, no matter how injured she was, she must be revived.

.......

Qin Ming walked slowly to the bed and sat down. He looked at the woman with gauze on her shoulders and asked softly:

"Does it still hurt?"

Song Muqing trembled when she heard Qin Ming's voice.

She didn't expect that the person who just went out was not Qin Ming, but Xiaodie.

After Song Muqing was stunned for a moment, he suddenly grabbed the quilt and covered his head, and said vaguely:

"I'm fine now, so please come back."

Qin Ming is not stupid, how could he really go back?

Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed the quilt and pulled it down, just enough to expose Song Muqing's head.

"Turn around, I have something to tell you."

The moment his head was exposed, Song Muqing curled up and at the same time covered his face with his palms.

"If you have anything to say, your husband will say it directly, and I will listen to you."

Seeing Song Muqing's little actions, Qin Ming felt a little distressed, but he felt even more guilty.

In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and strong medicines are used for serious illnesses.

With this thought in his mind, Qin Ming leaned down and put his hands into the quilt.

Then, as Song Muqing exclaimed, Qin Ming took her into his arms and patted Song Muqing's erection.

"do not move."

Song Muqing, who had been struggling due to shyness, suddenly became quiet.

She was beaten a little dazed, and she leaned blankly in Qin Ming's arms.

[Could it be that Xiaodie was right, Lang Jun is really a pervert? ]

Qin Ming wrapped one hand around Song Muqing's slender and soft waist, and pulled up the quilt with the other hand to cover Song Muqing's graceful figure.

"Can we talk about it carefully now?"

With that said, Qin Ming turned Song Muqing's body so that she was leaning on his shoulder.

Song Muqing exclaimed and covered her right red and swollen cheek with her hand again.

Qin Ming sighed, stretched out his hand to hold Song Muqing's hand, and said softly:

"You have medicine on your face, don't rub it with your hands."

Qin Ming said as he stuffed Song Muqing's palm back into the quilt.

Song Muqing trembled, lowered his head, bit his lip, and said timidly:

"I, I look ugly now, don't you?"

Every woman wants to show her best side to the man she likes, and Song Muqing is no exception.

Qin Ming didn't talk nonsense when he heard Song Muqing's words.

He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Song Muqing's chin. He repeated his old trick and proved with practical actions that he did not dislike her fairy appearance.

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Ming looked at Song Muqing, who was panting heavily, and said with a smile:

"What did you say?"

Song Muqing, who was like falling into the clouds, replied without thinking:

"Concubine...isn't she ugly now?"

"Good question, I'll help you answer it now."

After saying that, Qin Ming kissed Song Muqing again.

Another quarter of an hour passed,

Qin Ming asked again:

"Qing'er, do you want to ask again?"

Song Muqing's face was red and he was panting heavily.

It was true that she and Qin Ming had skin-to-skin contact, but that night she only felt pain.

But now, even though it was just a kiss and nothing like that, Song Muqing still felt a strong sense of happiness.

It was sweet and reassuring, and she loved it.

At this time, Song Muqing pressed his rising and falling chest with both hands and shook his head repeatedly.

"I won't ask any more questions."

"Mr. Lang, can you spare me for now?"

When he said this, Song Muqing's pretty face was almost bleeding.

[Verification completed, Lang Jun is indeed a pervert. But the slave family is not disgusted at all, but rather likes it. ]

[How could the slave family be like this? How shameful. ]

Qin Ming smiled, clasped Song Muqing's slender waist with one hand, and trapped her in his arms.

Holding down one of the pandas with one hand, he asked softly:

"Were you out in the yard the whole time last night?"

Song Muqing trembled and nodded his head slightly.

Qin Ming exerted some force on his hands and then asked:

"Didn't you sleep all night?"

Song Muqing murmured, biting her red lips and nodded again.

"Want to tell me something?"

Song Muqing wanted to nod, but his body stiffened slightly and he hummed softly.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Song Muqing raised his head, his beautiful eyes full of mist.

She pursed her lips and said a little aggrievedly:

"The husband has to promise me that he won't be angry after hearing this, and then I can tell you."

Qin Ming was a little curious after hearing this.

"Just tell me, I promise I won't be angry."

Song Muqing secretly glanced at Qin Ming. Seeing Qin Ming staring at him intently, Song Muqing's eyes were a little evasive.

She was silent for a while and then timidly said:

"I feel that my status is low and I am not worthy of my husband. I went there last night to say goodbye to my husband."

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Then why didn't you knock on the door?"

Song Muqing bit her red lips, lowered her head and said:

"I don't want my husband to misunderstand me, and I'm worried that my husband will look down on me."

Before Song Muqing finished speaking, Qin Ming suddenly realized.

"So, are you going to wait in the yard until dawn?"

Song Muqing nodded.

Qin Ming let go of the panda, reached out to touch Song Muqing's head, and said softly:

"Don't be stupid in the future. If you have anything, just come to me directly."

Song Muqing nodded obediently.

"Yes, I took note of it."

Qin Ming lowered his head and kissed Song Muqing's forehead gently and said:

"It's getting late. You should take a nap first. We'll talk about other things after you wake up."

Song Muqing hummed, took Qin Ming's hand and put it back in place, slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep leaning against Qin Ming.

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