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() When Song Yi could no longer see it, the curtain of a carriage in an inconspicuous corner was lowered. .

"Old Fan... Go back to the mansion!" Wang Su shouted with some disappointment.

"That's it!" Lao Fan swung his horsewhip smartly, and pulled out a beautiful whip in the air. After a crisp 'pop', the wheels rolled, and the carriage slowly drove into the city...

After returning to Yangzhou, as soon as she stepped into the mansion, she found that Xu Chang was also a guest at the mansion. After meeting Huang Ying, Xu Chang told Song Yi a surprise news.

Under Xu Chang's insistence, the taste of the juice drink was finally close to what Song Yi said, this time Xu Chang brought it here for Qingyan to taste.

Song Yi tasted it, and found that the taste of the juice was really familiar. After asking Xu Chang about the proportion distribution, he carefully collected the recipe, and then began to talk about the next purchase of Tiandi Orchard to prepare himself. Planting or simply looking for a batch of fixed supplies provided by the problem...

Because Huang Ying and Qingyan didn't know as much about this matter as Xu Chang, they could only listen quietly on the sidelines, and occasionally they would burst out with inspiration and make some suggestions.

What's interesting is that during this process, Huang Ying, who was more careful than Qingyan, discovered something interesting, that is, whenever Xu Chang looked at Song Yi after happily saying something, it always made people feel uncomfortable. Feel a little too ambiguous.

Although Huang Ying was slightly aware of it, but seeing Qingyan's still calm face, she could only suppress her doubts and continued to listen to Song Yi and Xu Chang discussing the development of fruit juice drinks.

For a successful business, if the profit and details cannot be considered to an extremely precise or detailed angle before it succeeds, then even if it is a profitable business, it is very likely to become unprofitable, or even lose money...

Song Yi's brains in doing business are sometimes inferior to those of Xu Chang and Huang Ying. After all, Xu Chang was once in charge of a large industry for many years, while Huang Ying and Qing Yan were rolling in the wind and dust. People who are not paying attention may be deceived to the bone.So in the following discussions, we gradually spread out the business scenarios that have not yet started, and then fell into the details...

Unknowingly, it was getting dark, and then Xu Chang stayed to share dinner with Qing Yan's persuasion without too much politeness.

There was a lot of extra food in the kitchen, and Song Yi asked Niu Erhu and others to come over to fill up the table.

It's like a family feast.

There is no restraint, talking and laughing, good food and wine, to the hearty place, Qingyan came to play the piano with great interest, and then the yellow warbler danced gracefully against the bright lights.

The dance is derived from Daya, and the demeanor is graceful and beautiful but not coquettish.

The atmosphere is wonderful and harmonious to the extreme, making everyone suspect that this place is as unrestrained as if it is a place beyond the mundane world. Niu Erhu even saw the place where he was enjoying himself, and then he sat down with a silly smile...

When the family banquet was over, Xu Chang declined Qing Yan's persuasion and left under the escort of Niu Erhu, and Qing Yan went back to the room to rest under the service of the maid after playing the piano.When Song Yi entered Qingyan's room, he saw that she had already fallen asleep soundly, and whether it was intentional or not, Qingyan's body happened to be sleeping in the middle of the bed, making Song Yi happen to be in a situation where Qingyan would not be awakened. I can't go to bed and sleep peacefully.

Song Yi could only cover Qingyan with a quilt, then ordered the servant girl to take care of her carefully, and then went to Huang Ying's room.

The gauze lantern is dim, and the sound of water is soft. <light.

Huang Ying shyly turned her head and scolded Song Yi for not being ashamed, but Song Yi simply smirked and took off the clothes on his body, stepped into the bathtub freely and hugged Huang Ying's soft and slippery body.

It's like mandarin ducks playing in the water, stirring the warm water, causing the beauty to sing and tremble, I don't know if there is me in you or you in me, until the lingering to the extreme joy...

"You taught me all...to make people do such shameful poses..." Huang Ying lazily leaned on the hand-embroidered mandarin duck pillow under the festive red sheet and murmured softly.

Song Yi replied contentedly, "If not, how would we know that our little Huangying's body is so soft, and the boudoir Zhiqu in it is so happy?"

Huang Ying was aroused by Song Yi's fiery words and felt shy in her heart. Her cheeks, which were like two peonies, were billowing and hot, and she said coquettishly, "Everyone says you are a gentle and talented person, but who knows that you are so beautiful?" Can...will...know so many ways to play tricks on people? You are talking about it...how did you know so many tricks to shame people? Could it be...it's Sister Qingyan... Taught you?"

"Nonsense... Qingyan still has to do these poses! Have you forgotten that your husband is a unique and unique man in the entire Great Zhao Kingdom? What kind of knowledge is a little bit of sexual intercourse to me?" Song Yi smiled proudly.

Huang Ying couldn't help being ashamed, her breath was slightly disordered and she asked curiously, "Could it be that my husband has even read this kind of booklet?"

"What book?" Song Yi was puzzled. He learned the art of the room from the battle scenes of countless island heroines in his previous life. What book is it related to? <...Those picture booklets, you are deliberately teasing people, right? "Huang Ying whispered in a shy voice, and unconsciously rubbed her cheek against Song Yi's chest and began to rub it.

Song Yi suddenly understood that what Huang Ying was talking about turned out to be the legendary ancient "artifact of enlightenment" that he had never seen before!Thinking of those painting books full of classical interest, Song Yi suddenly became excited, turned his face with a wicked smile and asked Huang Ying, "I really haven't read the ones you mentioned. Have you read the picture book?"

Huang Ying was slightly puzzled, then blushed even more imperceptibly nodded and replied, "Of course I've read it... Mom let me read those picture books when I was 13 years old." It's just that you haven't seen it?"

Song Yi shook his head solemnly, and then said to Huang Ying in a playful tone, "Since you have read those picture albums, you naturally know many interesting methods. Why do you always take the initiative for my husband and me?"

"Ah... Husband, you will spare my family. The things in the picture book are so embarrassing. Every time I look at them, I will panic for a long time. How dare I learn the movements on it!" Huang Ying He said, burying his head and not daring to see anyone.

"Oh... confused! Didn't a sage say that... you can apply what you have learned? Tell me quickly... where can I buy that kind of picture book?" Song Yi Dayi reprimanded awe-inspiringly .

Huang Ying's delicate body trembled slightly, and when she looked up, she saw the bad expression on Song Yi's face at this time, and immediately realized what his intention was, and immediately nibbled on Song Yi's shoulder with her white teeth. A moment, then a snort... Shamelessly obscene! !

Then, the whole room was filled with Song Yi's smirk and questioning, and then there was the continuous singing of Tianlai.I have to say that Huang Ying's voice is extremely beautiful. Whenever Song Yi listens to the out-of-tune magic voice from the depths of Huang Ying's throat, there is always a kind of endless masculinity, which prompts him to have to More high-spirited and majestic charge... <Night always makes people fall into the bed and cannot extricate themselves. Before he knew it, Song Yi had already slept in Huang Ying's room for three consecutive days, and it was the fourth day Huang Ying finally made up her mind to resolutely reject Song Yi with a feeling of shame and let him go to Qingyan's room.

Qingyan has already put on loose clothes, and the maternity dress she is wearing is actually designed by Song Yi himself and cut by others. Wearing it on her body makes her still graceful and gorgeous, and her plump belly will not let her It looks bloated, but it has a feminine beauty.

Song Yi stayed in Huang Ying's room for several days in a row, although it was Qing Yan's deliberate action, but it was a lie to say that she was not sour. It was not until Song Yi stayed in her room that night that she finally smiled helplessly. In fact, it is more satisfying.

Lying in the long-lost embrace, feeling the familiar masculine breath, Qingyan felt that the whole world became gentle and happy.

Because even the intimate movements became difficult, Qingyan could only talk to Song Yi, and she actually hoped that there would be more people to talk to herself at this time...

"Sister Chang has helped us so much... I always feel that we should treat her like family!" Qing Yan said.

Song Yi was slightly moved, and then replied meaningfully, "Of course it will..."

Qingyan continued, "The business in the game hall is getting better and better. Now that restaurants are open, and there are novelty things like juice drinks to attract customers, do you still need to spend energy on collecting food?"

Song Yi carefully smoothed Qingyan's slightly frowned brows, and then said seriously, "Of course the matter of harvesting grain cannot be stopped... the peach blossoms have already bloomed, and tomorrow I will take you to the Peach Blossom Temple to see the peach blossoms, In the future, I will go to the Shen family..."

"Oh...it's a pity that Fuyao is not here, otherwise I can rest assured that you will take Erhu there tomorrow!" Qing Yan said thoughtfully.

"The two tigers have to stay around the Song Mansion and keep an eye on them. I have no worries at home so I don't have to worry about it... and King Kang should not have the energy to worry about me now. His own war in the north is enough for him! After being subtracted by me, I'm afraid he may not know until now... You take good care of yourself at home, don't worry, I will borrow Yu Xiaoyue or a hunchback from Yutou Zhang..." Song Yi said calmly .

"That's good, I was worried at the beginning, but now I feel that Yutou Zhang is actually of great benefit to us..." Qing Yan was slightly relieved, and said with a faint smile.

"Isn't your husband useful to me? How can there be a good person for no reason in this world? Even if there is, it's impossible to be a clever and cunning person like Yutou Zhang... The smarter a person is, the more thoughtful he will be." , so simple people live with more peace of mind!" Song Yi sighed.

Qing Yan remembered this sentence as it was, and then her tone turned gentle, and she uttered soft and kind lovesick words... Before she knew it, she fell asleep peacefully in Song Yi's words.

The light was dim, and Song Yi felt the real feeling of home and affection, then smiled warmly, gently pressed his lips against Qingyan's cheek, since the light was off... ....

In the darkness, the corner of Qingyan's mouth outlined a sweet arc, like a dream.