Inn, under the bed.
'I came to see Brother Qingshan again. This is not how we build relationships. '
Zhong Ling was unhappy that Murong Fu was bothering Xu Qingshan at this time, especially since she was forced to hide under the bed in Xu Qingshan's room.
Aren't you the cousin of sister Yuyan? Relying on this status to "talk" to brother Qingshan every day, I don't know if you thought you were concerned about sister Yuyan's happiness.
'Let's finish the chat quickly. I also want Brother Qingshan to stay a little longer.'
Listening to Murong Fu still chirping, Zhong Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Today I finally had a reason to cling to Brother Qingshan, but now I am disturbed by this hateful Murong Fu. It's really annoying.
Speaking of which, she didn't know when she started to like clinging to Brother Qingshan. Staying with him was relaxing, pleasant and happy. Although Brother Qingshan was annoying sometimes, she didn't dislike him at all.
She thought that this should be what the book said about liking, enjoying the time alone with him, looking forward to his attention, and wanting his approval.
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"Finally gone."
Stretching his arms, Zhong Ling slowly exhaled.
From the time Murong Fu's voice rang outside the door to when he left, she had never stopped circulating Beiming Qi. She must have thought that Murong Fu didn't notice her.
"How does it feel to hide under the bed?"
After getting a glass of water for Zhong Ling, Xu Qingshan asked with a smile.
He heard everything Zhong Ling was thinking while hiding under the bed, which was quite interesting. If Murong Fu hadn't been so talkative, he would have wanted to hear what Zhong Ling was thinking.
Perhaps, he did keep this girl waiting for a long time.
Gulu~
"not good."
After drinking the water handed over by Xu Qingshan, Zhong Ling said with an unhappy face.
It's not exciting to hide under the bed, and even that guy Murong Fu can't find it.
"Actually, you don't need to hide."
"Why is there no need to hide? If Murong Fu sees me, he will think that I..."
Halfway through speaking, Zhong Ling's face turned red, and then it spread to the roots of her ears.
What does Brother Qingshan mean? Does he not mind others misunderstanding that he is related to her? Or does he also like himself and be willing to accept himself? Or...
But does this count as competing with sister Yuyan for her husband? If sister Yuyan knew, would she...
Lowering his head and looking at the tips of his shoes, Zhong Ling was a little at a loss.
"Hmm~"
With a soft hum, Zhong Ling was embraced by a pair of strong arms.
With her little face pressed against her hot chest, her ears listening to the powerful beating of her heart, Qiong sniffed a unique scent. For a moment, she felt dizzy, with no thought of resistance at all.
"Do you like this?"
"dislike."
She was about to retort, but when it came to her mouth, she didn't want to refuse. She was afraid that she would regret it if she really refused, so she had to pause for a moment and then said she liked it.
"Do you like it or don't you?"
"Like it~"
The breath while speaking hit Zhong Ling's delicate skin, making her voice change and her breathing became a lot heavier.
"But...we...Sister Yuyan will be disappointed if she knows."
"Don't be afraid, leave it to me."
After saying that, Xu Qingshan captured Zhong Ling's red lips.
In an instant, the two lines of defense collapsed. Zhong Ling instinctively held his neck with both hands, stood on tiptoes and responded awkwardly.
After hearing Xu Qingshan's words, she put aside all the worries in her heart. Now... she just wants to respond well to Brother Qingshan.
Feeling the rhythm of your body, it turns out that this is what it feels like to kiss the person you like. It feels so good.
Although she was on the passive side, she didn't care at all and just followed his rhythm and fell into it.
Phew~
When Zhong Ling was almost out of breath, the two separated, and for a while the only sound left in the room was her breathing.
Brush~
He raised his hand and shot out a sword energy to extinguish the lights in the room, leaving only a bright moonlight shining into the room.
"Are you ready?"
"Um."
Although shy, Zhong Ling nodded firmly.
The next moment, Xu Qingshan picked up Zhong Ling by the waist and walked slowly towards the bed.
Putting a thin silk quilt on the bed, Xu Qingshan slowly laid her down.
Although it is in an inn, there still needs to be some sense of ceremony.
"Brother Qingshan, will you abandon Zhong Ling?"
"Won't."
"Hmm~"
The music of life does not require practice. It is an art engraved in genes. You only need to follow the instinctive command to perform it perfectly.
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Early the next morning.
"Husband, can Zhong Ling call you this?"
"Can."
Dotingly rubbing Zhong Ling's little head, Xu Qingshan said with a smile.
For his woman, he will instinctively show doting. In bed, he may be a little forceful, rough, long-lasting,..., but after he is done, he will give her enough tenderness.
Whether it's out of shame or something else, he really likes this way of doting on the other person.
"Husband."
"Why."
"Husband."
"Why."
"Husband."
"Why."
Nuwai was in Xu Qingshan's arms, Zhong Ling called her husband over and over again, very happy.
She knew very well what these two words meant, and it was precisely because of this clarity that she felt that she was surrounded by something called happiness.
"Have you screamed enough?"
"Didn't scream enough."
Shrinking into Xu Qingshan's arms, Zhong Ling replied with a happy face.
The sound of "Mother" made her feel sweet to her bones, as if she could just lie there forever.
Gulu~
"Hahaha~"
There was something in my stomach that was not the right time to protest, and the atmosphere suddenly went to nowhere.
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"Sister Yuyan, will you also call me husband?"
Being served and dressed, Zhong Ling suddenly asked.
I usually hear Sister Yuyan calling me "Master, Master" all day long, but I don't know what it feels like when Sister Yuyan calls her husband, because it should be... very exciting.
"Yes, sometimes I'll ask for something else."
"What else is it?"
"You'll find out later."
Xu Qingshan said again while helping her put on the outermost clothes.
Having experienced the storm for the first time, with a face like a peach blossom, Zhong Ling is smart and attractive at this time. If time hadn't allowed, he would have wanted to taste her goodness.
"Then I'll run away first, husband."
After being served and dressed, with a final peck on Xu Qingshan's cheek, Zhong Ling quietly slipped back to his room.
Although she has now confirmed her relationship with Brother Qingshan, she doesn't want to be known by others yet. She hopes to be known at a comfortable time and place.
"What a lovely girl."
Compared with Yu Yan's shy reserve, Li Qingluo's mature charm, and Zhong Ling's liveliness and initiative, they all have different flavors. It's hard to judge whether they are high or low, but they are all very delicious.
Facing the rising sun entering the room, Xu Qingshan took a deep breath, feeling very comfortable.
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