Overturning the Liangshan of the Water Margin, I am the master

() When Song Qing went down the mountain, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, but when he came back, it had already entered the early autumn, which lasted for nearly half a year.

Seeing Song Qing coming at the pace of a dragon and a tiger, Wu Yong felt both familiar and strange.Is this still the fledgling Song Erlang?

Although Song Qing was away, the turmoil on Liangshan could not escape his eyes and ears. He knew very well that Wu Yong's position in the rear played a role in stabilizing Liangshan and the soldiers in front.So I am grateful to Wu Yonghe from the bottom of my heart.

When the two met, Song Qing took a step forward, bowed and saluted and said: "Thank you, military advisor, Erlang expresses his gratitude to the military advisor on behalf of all the soldiers who went to the expedition."

How dare Wu Yong accept Song Qing's gift?Quickly help each other.

"What the manager said, Wu Yong just did what he was supposed to do, and what the manager said can kill the old pedant."

The two looked at each other with arms, and they both had the feeling that everything was in silence, and they couldn't help but smiled at each other.

Going to Liangshan now, it is already Liangshan's territory, and there is no need to cover up their whereabouts. The brigade began to speed up and rush to Liangshan.

On the way, Song Qing told Wu Yong in detail about all the things he encountered after he dispatched troops, and Wu Yong also reported to Song Qing some recent developments in Liangshan.

In the evening of the next day, the brigade finally arrived at the gate of the Shanzhai Mountain in Liangshan.

Looking at the rolling hills under the setting sun, Song Qing couldn't help but meditate, and finally arrived home.

At this time, all the leaders left behind on the mountain gathered outside the village gate to wait for Song Qing, but the damselfly obviously couldn't come, she had just finished her confinement and was not suitable for walking around yet.

Song Qing greeted all the leaders, and was about to enter the village surrounded by everyone, when Mrs. Gu suddenly came over.

"Boss, a few days ago we had a girl here who has been inquiring about you and your wife, and always looking for opportunities to enter the cottage. At first we thought it was a spy, but she didn't seem to understand anything, but she didn't look like it. So I caught her first, and you just came back, how do you think about dealing with her?"

girl?

Song Qing was stunned, he was marching along the way besides fighting, so why would a girl run out to inquire about him?Suddenly, another person appeared in my heart.

Could it be that crazy girl?

Mrs. Gu is someone who has been there, and when she saw Song Qing's expression, she became even more convinced that her guess was reasonable. The girl must have a bad relationship with the manager outside. Now that she came to her, luckily she was smart enough to not make things difficult for the girl. .But let alone, among the women around the manager, this one is the most beautiful.

Song Qing knew that Mrs. Gu had such a rich imagination, so she pondered for a while and said, "Don't make it difficult for her, I will make plans after I meet Madam."

"Don't worry, the manager, there will be nothing wrong," Mrs. Gu happily agreed and withdrew.

Song Qing was still confused!What's the matter, Mrs. Gu?

Already at the door of the house, why do you want to think about others?Song Qing pleaded guilty to everyone, jumped on his horse, hit the horse and ran to his home.

Liangshan Houzhai is not allowed to let the horse gallop like this, but who will stop Song Qing?

Saw.

Song Qing saw a group of people standing at the door of his house from a distance, leading by a familiar figure with a baby in his arms, wasn't he the lover he thought about day and night!

Song Qing was a little afraid that the sound of the horse's hooves would startle the child, so he jumped off the horse and ran towards the damselfly mother and son.

Seeing her husband's familiar figure, Damselfly's eyes also became moist.Just as Song Qing thought, when a woman gives birth to a child, it is also the time when she needs her husband by her side the most.How could the damselfly tell Song Qing about that heart-piercing pain, that feeling of loneliness and helplessness?

It was obviously a happy thing to see her husband return safely, but Damselfly just couldn't help but want to cry.

In a blink of an eye, Song Qing had already rushed to the damselfly, with a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't utter a single word.After staring affectionately for a while, he finally said, "I'm back."

Although the damselfly was still crying uncontrollably, she put on a smile on her face and handed the child in her arms to Song Qing.

"Look at your cruel father!"

The little guy was sleeping soundly, and the wrinkles on his little face, which had just been full moon, hadn't fully grown yet, a bit like a Shapi monkey, without Song Qing's handsome and unrestrained shadow.One small hand was clenched into a fist and placed next to his head, while the other was stuffed into his mouth, which kept mumbling.

This is my son.

Song Qing wanted to hug him, but he didn't know where to start. After making a few gestures, he gave up and said with a bitter face: "Your father is too useless. When you grow up, don't be like your father and me." useless"

The damselfly said angrily: "The child is not like you. Who is he like? When he is a little older, he can be hugged."

The adult's voice finally disturbed the sleeping baby, the little baby opened his mouth, and burst into tears without hesitation.

As soon as the child cried, everyone was immediately overwhelmed. Needless to say, the Mingyue sisters, the maids and nurses rushed up one after another, hurriedly changing the child's diaper and preparing milk for the child.

It's better for the damselflies to be used to being served these days, but the all-powerful Chief Manager Song seems to be superfluous.

However, this also eased Song Qing's embarrassment. He gently held Damselfly's little hand and wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips, but he forgot what he wanted to say.

The damselfly was held by her husband, and her heart seemed to have found a place to rely on. She held Song Qing with her backhand and smiled at him, but also said nothing.

In an instant, that long-lost sweetness and familiarity came to my heart again, and what I wanted to say had already been conveyed to each other's hearts, and there was no need to say anything more.

Over there, under the care of the women, the child soon fell asleep again.Only then did Sister Mingyue find time to greet Song Qing.

The damselfly couldn't help joking: "I like children so much, you should give birth soon!"

The two sisters are very close to the damselflies, so how could they hide the matter with Song Qing from the boss in the backyard?But hearing the damselfly making fun of her, she still couldn't help being shy, she gave Song Qing a sideways look, and ran away with a flushed face.

Song Qing is not used to living in groups of wives and concubines. It is inevitable that his wife would tell such a thing face to face. He coughed and said, "The meal is ready! I am really hungry after a long day's journey."

How could the damselfly really make fun of her husband, took Song Qing's hand, turned and walked towards the inner house.

Song Qing obviously felt that the damselflies had changed, and became more cheerful and lively than before.Then it suddenly dawned on me, how old is a damselfly?It's just that, it's a lively and romantic age, but now it's a mother, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

After bathing and changing clothes, after dinner, Song Qing and Damselfly returned to the room. At this time, the child had already been sent back, and there were only two servant girls waiting on the bed.

Song Qing came from the bitter days, and he knew that good flowers cannot grow in the greenhouse. However, he just came back today, so it is not suitable for him to express his opinion right away. Slowly he will tell the damselflies not to spoil the children too much.

The husband and wife stood by the bed hand in hand and watched the child for a while before they entered the back room. As soon as they entered the door, the damselflies threw themselves into Song Qing's arms.

Tired said: "Sanggong, the damselfly misses you to death"

Why didn't Song Qing miss her?He lowered his head and kissed heavily on the damselfly's cherry lips.

This is probably the most intense kiss between the two since they got married. Both of them seem to want to find the pain of longing in this kiss.

After a long time, the two let go of their mouths, but still hugged each other tightly.

The damselfly's almond-eyed eyes are blurred and her hair is in a disheveled bun, obviously emotional.

Song Qing didn't get there, his crotch was already raised high, but he tried his best to restrain his desire, because he had heard that women who had just finished confinement were not allowed to have intercourse.

Of course the damselfly could feel Song Qing's sadness, she pushed Song Qing away, but took Song Qing's hand and walked towards the bed.

When Song Qing was about to erupt, if the damselfly pulled him to the bed to make out, he couldn't guarantee whether he could control it.

He hurriedly stopped and said, "Honey, wait until you feel better!"

The damselfly turned her head and glanced at Song Qing coquettishly, and said in a tired voice, "My husband is mine tonight, so I'm not allowed to go. Although the damselfly body can't make him happy, it won't make him sad either."

When the damselfly said that, Song Qing was a little curious. It turned out that when the two were living as a couple, the damselfly was always very shy, and it was difficult to change her style. Now that she is inconvenient, how can she help herself?

Just as he was wondering, Song Qing was pulled to the bedside by the damselfly without knowing it, and then pushed down on the bed by the damselfly.

At this time, Song Qing was like a puppet, let the damselfly play with it at will.

Lying on the bed, before she understood what Damselfly was going to do, she suddenly felt that her lower body was cold, and some aspects were exposed to the air, and then some aspects were hot again, as if surrounded by some warm place.

"hiss!"

Song Qing only felt a sense of pleasure rushing straight to his scalp from a certain aspect, as if every nerve seemed to explode, that feeling was beyond words to describe.

All of Song Qing's energy gushed out almost at once.

"This girl has learned badly. When did she learn this trick? Who did she learn it from? But, hey! I like it"

I don't know how long it has been, when the husband and wife cuddle together again, Song Qing is already refreshed, and the exhaustion of the journey has been swept away.

"Sir, do you like it?"

The damselfly looked at Song Qingdao with great interest.

"Well! Not bad, keep working hard in the future, by the way, hurry up and recruit for your husband truthfully, who taught you?"

"Hee hee! Damselflies are self-taught"

As the damselfly spoke, she hugged Song Qing's body tightly. Of course she refused to tell Song Qing that she had overheard the maids in the backyard talking about it.

Although Song Qing gave birth to a child, the sense of crisis in Damiana's heart has not been eliminated. Sister Mingyue is just a microcosm. Who can guarantee that her husband will have no other women in the future?And once there are more women, will the husband still pamper him like before?

Every time she thinks about this, Damselfly's sense of crisis becomes stronger, and how to please her husband has become her main concern.Once at home, she overheard a servant talking about her husband and wife, and Damiana fell in love. Thinking about the tricks her husband mentioned in the boudoir, Damiana finally understood that men like this tune.

Opening the shackles in the heart, there will be the joy of the boudoir that Song Qing has endless aftertaste today.

How can someone as shy as a damselfly know nothing about this?Although he had doubts in his heart, Song Qing didn't intend to ask any more, everyone has secrets, if they force them to be pushed away, how will life be?