Flower Stealing Master

Seeing Chen Yuanyuan's fascinating eyes like gems, Song Qingshu couldn't help but jump in his heart after seeing the wind and waves, and couldn't help asking, "Why am I an exception?"

Chen Yuanyuan looked into the distance, with a hint of memory on her face: "In the past, every time I drank with someone was a forced helpless act, but this time I really did it voluntarily. You say this is not an exception."

"Of course it counts," Song Qingshu said with a smile, "it even makes me feel flattered."

Chen Yuanyuan smiled sweetly: "Since you are flattered, do you have anything to say?"

"What does Madam want me to express?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Chen Yuanyuan raised the wine glass in front of him, and a sly color flashed in his eyes: "The son is a famous hero, but I am just a weak woman who can't beat alcohol. If you drink a glass and I drink a glass, it would be too unfair, right? ?"

Seeing her sly and smart eyes, Song Qingshu then remembered that the woman in front of him was the beauty of Qin Huai, who was fascinated by countless men. He couldn't help laughing: "Do you think Madam wants me to promise you a drink, I drink a bowl What kind of drink?"

Chen Yuanyuan sighed faintly: "Listening to the tone of the son, I am obviously unwilling."

Song Qingshu shook his head: "If you didn't say anything, I'm afraid I would have taken the initiative to mention it, but since you said it, I'm not willing to drink like that."

Chen Yuanyuan wondered: "Why?"

Song Qingshu filled a cup for herself, and replied: "I am a wife as a friend, why did the madam use the methods used to deal with others in the past to deal with me, full of routines."

Chen Yuanyuan was startled, and then she smiled: "Sure enough, it hasn't been a step backward for many years. I actually forgot that what a man cares most about is a woman's unique attitude towards him."

Song Qingshu touched the glass with her and drank it all in one fell swoop: "Just now Madam managed to make me feel the sense of difference, but it was a pity that she later made me understand that it was just a routine."

Chen Yuanyuan sneered: "The son deliberately said so wronged, isn't it a routine?"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently: "It's just something from the heart."

"Okay, I'm really scared of you," Chen Yuanyuan groaned, "You have a glass, I have a glass, is this all right?"

Who knows that Song Qingshu shook his head solemnly: "Madam should fine herself three cups to show her sincerity."

Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks were flushed, her eyes gleaming, she looked at him with a smile but a smile: "When I was in the Qinhuai River, I also met a lot of people like the son. I tried every way to persuade me to drink more. With the same thoughts as those men?"

Before I saw Chen Yuanyuan's appearance of being thoroughly cleansed and pure-hearted, now that she smiled and coped perfectly, Song Qingshu seemed to have seen the stunner who upset all sentient beings back then.

"Some men persuade women to drink more because they want to get drunk so as to take advantage of them. Some men persuade women to drink just to let the other party put down their strong guards, relax and open their hearts completely, and be able to communicate like real friends. Madam thinks me. Which one is it?" Song Qingshu gently shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at her quietly.

Chen Yuanyuan was stunned when he heard what he said, as if something touched her heart, but soon recovered: "Although I don't know what kind of son is, I know that son is a cunning man."

"Thanks for the compliment" Song Qingshu didn't think he was disgusted, but smiled happily.

"Since the son regards me as a friend, then I will accompany you to drink as a friend." Chen Yuanyuan just came out of the palace, feeling that her future was at a loss, and she also needed to drink some wine to relieve some of the pressure. As for the women who came out of the Qinhuai River when they were drunk and were taken advantage of, which one is not massive? Although she does not show signs of dew on weekdays, her drink volume is absolutely above average.

The next two people took you a glass and I drank a glass. Although the conversation between the two was full of guard and temptation at first, after the drink really started, both seemed to have taken off their guard. Song Qingshu was thinking about Huang Rong’s pregnancy, and there were various emotions in his heart, so he was drinking as if drinking water from a glass to a glass; Chen Yuanyuan suddenly thought of the ups and downs of the first half of his life, the bumps and abnormalities, and the whole person was full of sentimental sadness. Coupled with the fear of facing the elusive future, she accompanies Song Qingshu every time she toasts.

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and saw Chen Yuanyuan's face dripping with beauty, and the water flowing in his eyes, with a trace of misty luster, could not help but sigh: "You are really beautiful."

Although he has heard too many similar compliments, Chen Yuanyuan is still very happy when he hears Song Qingshu’s heartfelt sigh. However, it didn’t take long for him to think of his age, and his expression suddenly faded: “It’s a pity that I can’t match the power of time. , No matter how beautiful it is, it will take a few years to fade away and eventually become a pink skull."

Feeling the meaning of decline in her tone, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh: "Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and you are not allowed to see white heads in the world." The previous generations of Li Jiaxin and Guan Zhilin were so amazing when they were young, and they are recognized as the most beautiful two in Hong Kong history. A woman can be said to be an upside-down, beauty and evil-level existence, but unfortunately after she gets older, she no longer has her beautiful appearance.

Although Chen Yuanyuan is still amazing now, she clearly feels that she has reached the end of her peak. After another ten years, no, maybe it only takes another five years, and her appearance will decline drastically.

Song Qingshu feels heartbroken when he thinks of that kind of picture of beauty in her twilight period. The beautiful things are gifts from the gods and are works of art in the world. It is too cruel to watch this work of art gradually disappear.

Song Qingshu in the previous life could only watch Li and Guan lose to the two great beauties and couldn't do anything about it. But in this world, he suddenly realized that he was not helpless.

"Madam, do you want to stay forever, young and not old?" Song Qingshu suddenly looked up, looking at her with scorching eyes.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuanyuan didn't have a half-excited expression. He just smiled faintly: "The face of eternal youth and immortality only exists in the myth. How can the son even believe this?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "It is indeed impossible to live forever, but it may not be necessary to stay young."

Chen Yuanyuan smiled slightly: "In these years I have studied Buddhist scriptures, and I have also understood the truth of pink skulls, and my appearance has been weakened. Moreover, my misfortune in this life is caused by this face. It may not be because of my old age and decay in the future. A blessing."

"Really?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a weird look. "Why madam is so duplicity. The reason why you are so calm is just because you know you can't keep your youth forever, so you deliberately comfort yourself."

Before Chen Yuanyuan had time to refute, Song Qingshu continued to ask: "Have you ever heard of Tianshan Tongmao, the lord of the Miaofeng Lingjiu Palace?"

"Tianshan Grandma?" Chen Yuanyuan shook her head blankly, "This name is weird."

"This Tianshan child grandma is in her nineties," Song Qingshu said with a smile, "Does the madam know why she is called Tongma?"

Seeing the other party's deliberate ostentation, Chen Yuanyuan sighed: "My son, don't sell it anymore."

Seeing her acting like a little girl, Song Qingshu’s bones were all crisp, and he hurriedly replied: “The reason she has this nickname is because she is in her nineties, but she looks like a teenager. The girl is almost the same, so she is called Tongmao."

"How is it possible?" Chen Yuanyuan opened her red lips slightly and her face was incredulous. Indeed, in normal people's thinking, how could an old woman in her nineties look like a teenager.

"That's the truth," Song Qingshu shrugged. "Tianshan Tong's grandmother practiced a magical exercise. It is extremely powerful and can also delay the aging rate of practitioners. At the same time, it will rejuvenate and rejuvenate every 30 years."

"Rejuvenating?" Chen Yuanyuan covered her mouth, obviously this sounded like a fantasy to her.

"This is actually a side effect of this exercise, similar to getting caught up in the devil, but in my opinion, this side effect is much more meaningful than martial arts itself." Song Qingshu couldn't help but the words legal luoli popped up in his mind.

"Yes, if this is true, the women in the next day will probably be crazy about it." Chen Yuanyuan nodded subconsciously. If she knew the indescribable thoughts in the other's heart, she would probably not agree with it so much.

"Of course it's true, and I can do that skill too." Song Qingshu said with a smug expression.

Although she knew that Chen Yuanyuan subconsciously distanced herself from him, she asked with a weird look: "You can't be in your nineties, right?"

Song Qingshu almost fell down, and replied angrily: "More than that, I'm a hundred years old, my little sister, behave, hurry up and call uncle to listen."

Chen Yuanyuan's heart jumped because of his weird tone, as if an old ghost was really standing in front of her, seducing her, she couldn't help but blush and sipped: "Bah, it's not big or small." What happened to her now? I don't know that the other party was teasing her on purpose.

"That magical skill is called Immortal Changchun Gong," Song Qingshu paused, staring at her scorchingly, "Madam, do you want to learn it?"

Chen Yuanyuan's heart jumped. Although she wanted to say no, her heart beat faster when she heard the words'not old Changchun'. After all, no woman could resist the temptation of eternal youth. After hesitating several times, she still squeezed quietly. A word came out: "Thinking" After saying that, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and a moment ago he was rightly saying something like a pink skull and so on. I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon.

Song Qingshu hesitated and said: "But there is a very critical problem. This martial arts is too high and profound. Even if the level of Nan Murong in the rivers and lakes is not qualified to practice, forcible practice will only lead to the destruction of the devil's meridian."

"Ah?" Chen Yuanyuan's expression of excitement disappeared in an instant, and replaced by endless disappointment, "Then I can't practice at all?" She doesn't know the slightest martial arts, and she is not a martial arts genius. Now this age starts again. Learning martial arts, I am afraid that he will not be able to reach the state of Nan Murong in his entire life, not to mention that Nan Murong is not qualified to practice.

"Madam, don't be discouraged," Song Qingshu advised, "Actually, the most critical condition is deep internal strength. I have a way to increase skill quickly."

I don't know if it is because of the upsurge of alcohol or other reasons, Song Qingshu's eyes are glowing with a faint red light at this time. (.)