General Martial Great Villain: Starting From The Capture Of Yin Su Su!

Belly!

Or the lower abdomen!

What's more, it's still naked!

Sensing the touch on his hand, Song Qingshu's heart trembled.

Suddenly there was a commotion!

Unrepentant sister, what is this for?

Rub your belly, you can also rub your clothes!

Although, that effect is not so good.

However, it's just a stomachache, and paying such a price seems to be a bit of a loss!

And just when he was wondering, Yang's unrepentant and delicate voice came out in a low voice.

"Brother Qingshu, you can rub your belly!"

Gollum -

hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't stop swallowing his spit in his throat.

Take this to test the old cadres?

However, I am not an ordinary old cadre!

What a test!

Saying with confidence in his heart, Song Qingshu's hands formed claws with five fingers and gently rubbed on Yang Buregret's lower abdomen.

About ten minutes later.

Yang Wu stretched out his hand to stop Song Qingshu, and whispered:

"Brother Qingshu, I, I'm already fine!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu stopped his hands.

At the same time, secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

This is so torturous!

Although he is a serious doctor, he has a high professional quality.

However, he is also at the age of blood and qi, and the second brother is invincible in the world!

The key is that before this, he also drank a large bowl of the ten complete chicken soup that Yang did not regret.

Until now, his body is still extremely hot, like a raging flame rising in his heart, burning more and more, making him feel steaming all over his body.

But fortunately, he stopped in time, otherwise if it continued like this, he was really afraid that he would not be able to control it.

Do something unspeakable to come out.

And at this time, Yang Wuxian suddenly groaned:

"Qing, Qingshu, brother, do you want it?"

"Huh? Want, want?

"I want a sister!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu's hands were suddenly pulled by Yang Wuxiang, and a strange feeling struck!

In this regard, Song Qingshu was shocked.

The body was like an electric shock, and he snorted!

A pair of star eyes were also instinctively opened their eyes by this sudden and unforeseen action!

In an instant, Song Qingshu's pupils dipped violently!

In sight.

So beautiful!

What a beautiful sight!

Song Qingshu who read it felt a stir in his heart!

Imagination is connected, and a new direction is directly opened!

【Ding! 】

[The host completely captured Yang Wuji, the female partner of Zhang Wuji, the son of Heavenly Destiny, completely cut off the relationship between Yang Wuji and Zhang Wuji, the son of Heavenly Destiny, plundered Zhang Wuji's two thousand qi luck points, and the host obtained two thousand villain points! ] Huh

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Completely cut off?

Gee, my Mowgli child, your first female partner has become mine!

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One hour later.

Song Qingshu and Yang did not regret and walked out of the room.

It's just that Yang Wu regretted that he slowly walked out step by step with the help of Song Qingshu!

At this time, Yang Wuregret's face was full of redness, and he was too shy to even look at Song Qingshu.

Especially when she thought of what had just happened in the room, she was even more ashamed of herself.

I really want to find a slit to drill into.

However, after all, she has developed to this point, and she is still very happy in her heart!

Brother Qingshu is a very responsible and responsible man.

If something like this happens, he will definitely be responsible for himself.

In the future, I have a valid reason to be by his side all the time!

And as long as she has this good reason.

Then, even Brother Qingshu doesn't like himself now. But she had this opportunity, and she believed that sooner or later she would make Brother Qingshu like herself.

After all, Sister Susu said.

Love for a long time!

Susu sister they could before.

She can definitely do it too!

"Don't regret sister, you sit here and rest first, I'll go and boil you some porridge to replenish your qi and blood."

Helping Yang Buregret to sit down on the chair, Song Qingshu had a gentle smile on his face, possessed Yang Buregret's ear, and said gently.

Then, under Yang's reluctant gaze, he walked briskly towards the kitchen.

"Brother Qingshu is really warm."

"If I can stay with him all my life, even if I die, I will be willing!"

Looking at Song Qingshu's fading back, Yang Buregret showed a happy smile on his face.

That smile, like ice and snow melting, flowers blooming, is really beautiful.

Let the scenery of heaven and earth seem to be eclipsed at this moment.

The other direction.

Song Qingshu was on his way to the kitchen at this time.

The pace is leisurely and calm.

The Wudang disciples along the way stopped and watched.

"Good morning, Senior Brother!"

"Senior brother is a lot more handsome!"

"The

current Song Qingshu, among the Wudang disciples, is like a god-like existence.

Especially the group of disciples who had drunk Song Qingshu's medicinal wine, their eyes were full of awe and admiration when they looked at Song Qingshu.

Twenty-five years old, in the middle of the innate period, he cultivated the Wudang sword technique to the Dacheng realm.

He also possesses a magical medical skill, as well as a magical technique that shocks the ancient and modern winemaking.

These achievements, no matter which one is taken out, can be famous all over the world.

And these achievements also appear in one person at the same time.

It was just perfect!

What a darling of heaven!

His gaze swept over all the Wudang disciples one by one, and Song Qingshu nodded and greeted them with a smile.

A gentle look.

In the heart, the same ancient well without waves.

No matter where it is, it is based on strength.

If you have strength, you will naturally be respected.

This is an immutable truth.

Going straight to the kitchen, Song Qingshu found some materials to replenish qi and blood.

Then, it was carefully brewed.

Scooping up a bowl of freshly baked silver ear lotus seed porridge, he carried it out of the kitchen.

Then, go straight to your residence.

"Come, don't regret sister, drink this porridge first, and I'll cure the little problem you said later."

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Song Qingshu said to Yang Wuxi, who was beaming with joy on the chair.

"Brother Qingshu is so good!"

Hearing this, Yang came back to his senses without regret and smiled tenderly at Song Qingshu.

Then, he took the porridge handed over by Song Qingshu and drank it slowly.

"Brother Qingshu, the porridge is so delicious!"

After drinking a spoonful of porridge, Yang Wuregret's eyes suddenly flashed.

His gaze turned to Song Qingshu, and he said carefully:

"In the future, I want to drink the porridge cooked by brother Qingshu every day, is it okay?"

"Of course it's no problem, silly girl!"

Meeting Yang Wuregret's slightly nervous gaze, Song Qingshu rubbed the back of her head, chuckled and shook her head.

"We're family!"

"It's just a porridge, it's not difficult!"

"In the future, my brother will do it for you every day!"

"Good! Then say so, Brother Qingshu!

"In the future, Brother Qingshu will do it for me every day!"