Chapter 10

She is beautiful and strong.

But after all, he was too old, and it would be bad for both of them to spread the word.

Especially his, it is easy for people to misunderstand that he is eating soft food.

"Is the deity joking?" Xu Qingshu's red lips curled slightly, she got up and walked towards him step by step.

"These gifts are just superficial. What the Song family really wants to give to this deity is you."

As soon as these words came out, not only Song Wenhua was shocked, but also the Xu family present were dumbfounded.

Patriarch Xu was the first to react, knowing that some of the next words were not something they could listen to, so he quickly led the people and retreated quietly.

By the way, the servants of the Song family were also dragged away.

"Bullshit!"

Although he was already suppressing his anger, his voice was much higher than before.

Seeing his angry appearance, Xu Qingshu liked him more and more.

"My deity asks you, there are so many distinguished elders in the Song family, why do you want a young junior to come over?"

Hearing this, Song Wenhua's eyes drooped slightly, "Maybe the elders don't want to show up, so they chose me from the younger generation to apologize on behalf of the Song family."

"Even if you want to send juniors over here, they will be descendants, or those with the most outstanding ability, not the most outstanding appearance."

Xu Qingshu curled her lips and sneered, "Besides, you are a concubine, what qualifications do you have to represent the Song family?"

Saying that, Xu Qingshu sighed helplessly, "They should know what the deity likes, that's why they let you come here, they want the deity to like you, now...they are satisfied."

Meaning... have you taken a fancy to him? !

Song Wenhua's pupils shrank slightly inadvertently, and his heart was pounding for no reason. After a while of fuss, he calmed down completely.

Staring at her with indifferent eyes, his tone was extremely cold.

"Even if my spiritual roots and cultivation are not the best, I still have a certain status in the Song family, and it's not as bad as you said."

Xu Qingshu nodded indifferently.

"You still don't want to believe it until now, so how about we make a bet?"

Song Wenhua hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

The bet is that the loser will help the winner to complete one thing as long as the bottom line is not touched.

Xu Qingshu was quite satisfied with this.

"After you go back, you say that the deity has accepted the gift, and then lie that you are going out to practice, and see if you can leave tonight, or be tied up by them and sent to the Xu family."

"You!" Song Wenhua's face was gloomy.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back into his stomach.

Song Wenhua took a deep breath, and the blue veins on his sweaty forehead were faintly raised, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

"I will win!"

Seeing that the top of his head was about to smoke, Xu Qingshu stopped teasing him, and said in a calm tone, "Go back, I am waiting for your good news."

Song Wenhua didn't hesitate, turned around and left quickly.

As soon as he walked to the gate, Xu Qingshu's ethereal and clear voice reached his ears.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Song Wenhua was stunned.

In just a moment, he walked away quickly with a expressionless face and steady steps.

He wanted to see if he could leave or stay tonight?
Inside the hall, there was silence.

The roc flew out from the contract space and looked at Xu Qingshu who had an indifferent face.

"That kid looks okay, but he has a bad temper. The master can take it down and play with it. It's not appropriate to keep it by his side."

"Don't worry, I'll be more ruthless than anyone else when this energy is over." Xu Qingshu didn't care at all, picked up the excellent Biluochunling tea on the table, and took a sip.

As if thinking of something suddenly, she raised her eyes to look at the roc bird flying in front of her eyes, her clear and pleasant voice could not tell any emotion.

"Could it be that in your heart, when I approach any man, I want to harm him?"

"Isn't it?" Dapeng Niao blinked and asked in confusion.

Back then, the owner's heart that blossomed into a peony flower was famous throughout the continent.

(End of this chapter)

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