romantic flower

() Under the beautiful weather, no one knows Song Yi's inner chill. .Under the bright sunshine, Song Yi seemed to be practicing his fists indiscriminately, but in fact it was just to strengthen his confidence before entering Beijing.

Ever since he recovered from his injury, Song Yi's hatred for King Kang has been firm in his heart.He once said that even if King Kang wanted to block his way of life, he would definitely not spare King Kang, even if he was the king.

Song Yi still thinks this way now, and because of several near-death predicaments, he finally officially began to arrange in secret to deal with King Kang.

There may be people and things that Song Yi is afraid of in this world, but they can never be Song Yi's enemies.Just like Qingyan's understanding of Song Yi, he looks like a scholar, but in fact there is a tiger hidden in his heart.

What Song Yi can't accept is that King Kang not only threatens his own safety but also his family, not to mention that he and Qingyan have children now.

Life is gradually getting better and better, but King Kang has become more and more a sharp sword hanging above Song Yi's head. He can't bear it, so he starts to prepare.

Fuyao had already left, and Song Yi sent a letter to ask people from Qingmu Village to help protect the safety of the Song Mansion, and this time Song Yi did not decide to bring Zhanpeng with him, but decided to enter Beijing alone.It is necessary for Zhan Peng to stay and help take care of the safety of the Song Mansion and Xu Chang after he leaves, he can rest assured...

After punching, his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, shining in the sun. Huang Ying obediently got up and wiped him carefully with a silk scarf. Song Yi sat between the two of them and took a sip of tea from a teacup.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? This tea is too cold?" Huang Ying asked carefully.

Song Yi shook his head, and then said seriously, "It would be great if I could drink juice..."

"Juice? Do the officials want to drink sour plum soup? But where can I get it at this time?" Qing Yan asked strangely.

Song Yi naturally knew that there would be no sour plum soup in this season, and he definitely didn't want to drink sour plum soup, he just suddenly remembered

Now, although I don't know much about inventions, it seems that inventing juice drinks is not complicated.

There is no juicer, but since someone can grind out soy milk, he can naturally grind out juice. As for the preparation, he has adjusted it a little, and he can always find the most suitable taste with the most stupid method.

Thinking of the feasibility of this matter, Song Yi suddenly became a little bit excited.Although he hadn't thought about using this to make money, Song Yi couldn't help laughing when he thought of the possibility of drinking juice.

Qing Yan and Huang Ying looked at Song Yi who suddenly burst into laughter, and Huang Ying asked strangely, "Why did you frown all of a sudden, and then laugh silly now, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I suddenly thought of another good thing, and you will know it later!" Song Yi said happily, because he was very happy, so he clicked each other on a whim, and in the two delicate and beautiful pictures of Qingyan and Huangying A kiss on the cheek.

The two women made coquettish and angry voices at the same time; their cheeks blushed instantly, and they looked more and more beautiful like flowers under such a bright and beautiful sunshine.

After Qingyan let out a slight annoyance, she said, "Officer...you are so busy these days, but don't forget to be hungry for important things!"

Huang Ying blushed immediately, and lowered her head with a groan, not daring to see anyone.She naturally knew what Qingyan said.It's just that Song Yi didn't react for a while, and asked strangely, "Did I forget something important?"

Qing Yan angrily pinched his arm lightly and cast a look at him, Song Yi turned his head to look at the shy Huang Ying, suddenly realized, and then even blushed a little, and smiled embarrassingly laugh.

Since Qing Yan mentioned it, he naturally understood that Huang Ying, who had just passed the door, was really aggrieved by these days, and he knew that the matter of whether the bridal chamber or not would have some impact on Huang Ying, so he hinted that it would be good to 'do it' at night this matter!

Huang Ying couldn't stay any longer, she got up quietly and ran away in embarrassment, and when she returned to the room, her heart was still beating like a deer.

Apart from being shy, she was more flustered.

The night is slightly blurred.

After the aromatherapy bath, Huang Ying put on a brand new white underwear, and quietly prepared a piece of white cloth, and then lay on the bed in advance, covering her beautiful and perfect body with the quilt.

Song Yi was still taking a bath, listening to the sound of hula water, Huang Ying's heartbeat became faster and faster, her face became more and more red, and she became flustered as if she couldn't control her breathing...

For a woman, being able to entrust herself to her is naturally the greatest event, and it is even more satisfying for Huang Ying that Huang Ying and Song Yi can tie the knot.I don't know if it was predestined in the dark, Song Yi married two oirans from brothels in succession, and the two oirans happened to be the most jerky women in Fengyuechang.

As a result, Huang Ying lost her composure even before she arrived at the bridal chamber, and the calm demeanor that she was used to seeing on romantic occasions completely disappeared.

When Song Yi came out after drying himself off after bathing, Huang Ying turned sideways on purpose so she didn't dare to look at him.Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, it seemed that even the heart was about to jump out of the cavity suddenly.

"Tell you something..."

Song Yi's voice reached Huang Ying's ears, and Huang Ying's brewing emotions and nervousness were immediately broken by these words. She was stunned, and had to turn around and ask strangely with a pair of blurred eyes, "What's up?"

Looking at Huang Ying's delicate and charming appearance, Song Yi also felt a little enthusiastic, but he still quietly turned down the lights before going to bed.

Huang Ying's delicate body trembled.Although she and Song Yi have shared the same bed recently, but this time, Song Yi just went to bed and she felt a little trembling and restless.

Stretching out his hand to embrace Huang Ying's white and glaring fragrant shoulders exposed outside the quilt, and letting her lean in his arms, Song Yi opened his eyes and said seriously, "Although the business in the game hall is very good, but today I I think of one thing. I don't know if it will be possible now, but I think if it is done, then we can really make an exclusive business in the future...and if it is done, the money will definitely be much more than it is now!"

Huang Ying didn't expect Song Yi to say these things to herself at this time, but she was a smart woman after all, so she blurted out in an instant, "Could it be the juice you mentioned in the yard during the day?"

Song Yi smiled, it was much easier to talk to a smart woman.Song Yi praised, "You really deserve to be a talented woman! You guessed it right... I found that there are no other juices in the world except for simple juices like sour plum soup. I have an idea to make some unique juices!"

"But since it's juice, why don't you just eat the fruit?" Huang Ying asked strangely. In her understanding, juice and sour plum soup are the same concept, and the market for sour plum soup is not big. If Song Yi wants to invent other juices , why is it more convenient for others not to eat the fruit directly?

Song Yi said with a smile, "This is the difference in business. Juice and fruit are indeed not much different, but it's like eating sour plums without sour plum soup to quench your thirst. Drinking fruit juice is naturally easier than eating fruit and quenching your thirst. Much more. More importantly, what we sell is a trend, as long as this trend is implemented, you can imagine how big the market will be..."

Huang Ying is a smart woman, so she can understand Song Yi's thoughts easily, but she still has something she can't understand, so she asked suspiciously, "What you said is also reasonable, but you must have some juice to get it out." It costs more fruit, who wants to spend a lot of money to drink a bowl of fruit juice, and if the price is not high, how can we get back the money for the fruit?"

It has to be said that Huang Ying's mind is really clear, and she has a sensitive view on these things, Song Yi admired her, so he kissed her loudly on the face, and then explained, "What you said is the main point! That's why I think there are things that roommates and others can't do. For example, reducing the cost of making fruit juice, such as how to store, and such as the deployment of flavors... These require brainpower and processes, even I don't have it now The solution is to go to Jingdezhen to configure such a porcelain bottle, but the cost will be very high. If not, what to use to store the juice is also a trouble... I am still thinking about it, but I will definitely think of it! "

Huang Ying looked at Song Yi's serious and confident demeanor, and couldn't help being slightly moved. What she liked was his unique and outstanding self-confidence and charm of thinking.

While Song Yi was talking, one hand subconsciously slid along Huang Ying's slippery skin, unaware of how itchy and irritated Huang Ying was caused by his caress.

Under his unconscious touch, Huang Ying's skin felt a little trembling, feeling that Song Yi's hand had inadvertently brushed the edge of her breasts, and the shameful feeling brought by it made Huang Ying finally groan a little impatiently.

Song Yi woke up from his imaginings, seeing that the beauty who was close at hand was already extremely shy, he immediately forgot about other things, his eyes became hot.

How dare Huang Ying stare at Song Yi's fiery and aggressive eyes, and shyly bury her face on Song Yi's chest, so that she squeezed out a thrilling arc from the half-smeared, snow-white crispness outside her obscene clothes , and I don't know how much excitement this snow-white half-smooth circle brought to Song Yi.

Song Yi's breathing began to heat up, he raised Huang Ying's chin, and said seductively with a hidden smirk in his eyes, "How about I teach you a fun thing?"

"What... what's so funny... huh?" Huang Ying's cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms in embarrassment. At this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes were full of misty watery eyes, and even her voice was full of shy temptation.

"There is a game called French wet kiss...I haven't taught Qingyan yet...Do you want to learn it?" Song Yi deliberately bewitched.

Huang Ying knew it must be a shameful way just by hearing the word kiss, but when Song Yi said something that Qingyan had never tasted before, she unnaturally flashed a hint of trying mentality, and then nodded unobtrusively At the same time, the blushing on his face has spread to the crystal and delicate neck behind the ears...

Song Yi's eyes were fiery, but the corners of his mouth had a nasty curve, hooking Huang Ying's smooth chin with one hand, and resting on the black hair at the back of Huang Ying's head with the other, he put his lips close to her moist pink cherry mouth past...