Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 248: Destined

"Don't come here." Shuang'er's voice was full of panic. She had planned to take the opportunity to tap a major acupuncture point on Orondai’s body, but the dru*g the other party gave her was just too strong.

"Yes! Shout! The louder you shout, the more excited I will be, and the pleasure of revenge in my heart will increase…hahaha! You are in the Tong Mansion now, and I specially ordered everyone in the courtyard to stay far away. No one will come to rescue you here!" Orondai laughed, rubbed his hands together, and reached out to touch Shuang'er's blushing cheeks.

Right at that moment, there was a sudden bang, and as the shattered tiles fell, a masked man descended from the sky, then immediately sealed Orondai’s acupuncture points.

Seeing that someone came to rescue her, Shuang'er's tense nerves relaxed, and she fell on the bed. Song Qingshu quickly reached out and hugged Shuang'er, who was limp, in his arms.

"Who are you? You dare to meddle in my Tong family's affairs!" Orondai was both shocked and angry.

"Young Master Tong’s act of bullying a widow in this nasty way will damage the Tong family's reputation." Seeing the appearance of Shuang'er in his arms, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a hint of real anger.

"Who are you, don't touch me!" As the masculine scent reached the tip of her nose, Shuang'er, who was affected by the dru*g, felt really uncomfortable, but at the same time she felt that it smelled very good. She tried to push Song Qingshu away, and shrink back to the corner of the bed.

The guards outside had already heard the noise inside, and were hurrying over one after another. So Song Qingshu had no choice but to pull up the mask, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, it's me."

Shuang'er couldn't help but be stunned, and finally showed a look of relief.

"Sister-in-law, I will have to carry you away, so please forgive my offense." Without waiting for Shuang'er's consent, Song Qingshu stretched out his hands and hugged Shuang'er in his arms. Feeling the soft and warm body in his arms, Song Qingshu felt even more angry in his heart, so he turned around and stared at Orondai, "Sister-in-law, I will kill this despicable and shameless villain for you."

"No, take me away quickly." Shuang'er clasped Song Qingshu's clothes tightly with her ten fingers, and said with her trembling voice. She was obviously struggling to resist the dru*g in her body.

By this point, the guards of Tong Mansion finally rushed in. Song Qingshu felt that Shuang'er's current appearance was really inconvenient for others to see, so he snorted coldly at Orondai, "Consider yourself lucky!"

With a kick on the ground, he rushed out from the hole in the roof with Shuang'er in his arms, then he tapped his toes on the roofs, and quickly left the Tong Mansion.

Suddenly feeling a soft hand touching his face, Song Qingshu quickly stopped and looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms, "Sister-in-law, how are you feeling?"

"Brother Song, I'm so hot~" Shuang'er's voice was usually very gentle and sweet, but now it had an abnormal sweetness that made Song Qingshu's heart melt.

Shuang'er's face was blushing red, as she slightly parted her naturally red lips. The moist luster on those luscious lips made Song Qingshu almost unable to hold himself back from directly taking them. Before he knew it, she had pulled the neckline on her dress apart, revealing the smooth snowy skin.

Just reaching out to rearrange her neckline, Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "Shuang'er be good, keep your clothes on."

"No, it's hot." Shuang'er said in a dazed and coquettish manner, as she rubbed her moist lips around Song Qingshu's neck as if looking for an antidote.

Perhaps feeling the temperature of Song Qingshu’s skin, Shuang'er stretched out her tongue and licked him on the neck, then snorted with satisfaction. Song Qingshu shuddered and became petrified.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Qingshu still chose to carry her to a certain place in the city. He also sped up his pace while avoiding Shuang'er's "attack".

Song Qingshi was not Liu Xiahui. As a normal man, he could take advantage of the situation to push Shuang'er down. Afterwards, when Shuang'er woke up, she wouldn't be able to blame him. (G: Liu Xiahui was a man of eminent virtue, and is said on one occasion to have held a lady in his lap without the slightest imputation on his moral character.)

But Song Qingshu didn't want this. In this world, he would be satisfied with some women by only their body, but for some women, Song Qingshu tended to be more greedy. He not only wanted their body, but also their hearts. So, Song Qingshu didn’t want to have that kind of relationship with Shuang’er while she was not in a conscious state of mind.

Of course, Song Qingshu chose to do this also because he knew that he had a lot of opportunities to get Shuang'er's body in the future. Additionally, due to his various previous experiences, he could resist the temptation of Shuang'er. If he was still a virgin, nine times out of ten, his reason would still succumb to the desire of his body.

*****

Suddenly, hearing a knock on the door, the famous wet nurse in the west of the city stared dumbfounded at the two people at her door, where— a beautiful woman was lying in the arms of a man in disheveled clothes and she was entwining the man like an octopus. What made the nursemaid even more dumbfounded was that the woman actually tore open the hem of the man's shirt, pouted and leaned on the man's chest.

‘How can there be such a shameless woman in the world…’ Was the thought that passed inside the wet nurse's mind. But all that went away when the man stuffed a silver tael into her hand and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Give me a bowl of human mil*k! And be quick!"

The wet nurse was stunned for a moment. Although she thought it was absurd, that was nothing against the shiny silver. After grabbing the silver tael and checking its authenticity, she hurriedly nodded, "Young master, wait a moment."

After speaking, she found a bowl and went to the back room to procure the mil*k.

From the sound in the back room, it was clear that the wet nurse was already speeding up the mil*king, but Song Qingshu still felt that a second was like a year. The constantly twisting body in his embrace was testing the limits of his will.

‘Human mil*k can cure aphrodisiacs, but I've only seen it work in a game in my previous life. I hope that old fox Murong didn't talk nonsense.’ Looking at Shuang'er's current situation, Song Qingshu shook his head with a wry smile.

"Young Master, the mi*lk is here." The wet nurse's voice felt like a gift from the heavens, and Song Qingshu was overjoyed and hurriedly took the bowl in his hand.

"Thank you!"

The wet nurse suddenly found that the man and the woman had disappeared in a blur before her eyes! She couldn't help but be startled, then quickly took out the silver tael and squeezed it a few times, before showing a relaxed smile, "Fortunately, the silver is real." After speaking, she quickly closed the door again.

*****

"Shuang'er, little darling, drink up this bowl of mil*k." Beside a secluded riverside, Song Qingshu raised Shuang'er's neck and brought the bowl to her mouth.

Although Song Qingshu had traveled so far with a person in his arms, not a drop of mil*k had spilled out of the bowl, which only proved how miraculous his movement technique was.

Unexpectedly, Shuang'er desperately turned her head and refused to drink anything. Song Qingshu carefully guarded the mil*k bowl, and felt very grateful, "Fortunately, you didn't knock it down, otherwise, where would I find another bowl of this thing in the middle of the night!"

"It's so uncomfortable!" Shuang'er grabbed Song Qingshu's hand and put it on her chest, making him feel stunned.

"Shuang'er, you might want to kill me when you recall these things after you wake up." Song Qingshu unnaturally withdrew his hand and muttered to the beautiful woman in his arms, although he knew that the other party could not hear him.

Song Qingshu also thought about throwing Shuang'er directly into the river. In his opinion, after being soaked in cold water, anyone would lose all their desires. However, he suddenly thought of the incident with He Tieshou at the rear mountain of the Five Poison Cult. That time, she also seemed to have been affected with aphrodisi*acs. However, the cold lake water didn’t have any effect. In the end, she had to “force” herself onto him.

On the other hand, Song Qingshu was also worried that Shuang'er's thin body wouldn’t be able to stand the excruciating cold, and that she might get a serious illness from the cold. He turned his head to look at the mi*lk bowl on the side, and gritted his teeth, "Whatever…let’s just try this!”

Picking up the mil*k bowl, Song Qingshu took a big sip, then turned his head and kissed Shuang'er's mouth. This time, Shuang'er didn't dodge, but sucked very cooperatively.

In this way, Song Qingshu poured the milk into Shuang'er's mouth bit by bit, and Shuang'er had already drunk a large bowl of milk before she knew it. However, Song Qingshu still continued to kiss her passionately. At the beginning, Shuang'er's sweet tongue seemed to be very active and bold in responding, but at some point, it became very evasive.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, only to find that Shuang'er was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Brother Song, I'm alright." Shuang'er took the opportunity to push him away, and shyly lowered her head. Although the effect of the dru*g had worn off, her face was still blushing red.

"Shuang'er, are you awake?" Song Qingshu said with great joy.

"En." Shuang'er replied like a mosquito, gently nodded her head, and fixed her eyes on her toes.

"Well…Shuang'er, I was trying to save you just now, if I have offended…" At the moment, Song Qingshu really wished he could slap himself. He was pretending to be Liu Xiahui, but failed at the last moment. He could only curse in his heart, ‘The detoxification effect of human mi*lk is too good!’

In fact, he was actually indulging in intimacy with Shuang'er for quite a while, it’s just that he had lost all track of time.

"It’s alright…I know, I don't blame you." After waking up, Shuang'er slowly remembered her previous shameful behavior, and she felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide herself.

"Shuang'er, don't worry about it. If you think your innocence will be stained, just kill me with a sword. I will never resist." When Song Qingshu saw that Shuang'er's expression was dazed and uncertain, he became worried that she wouldn't accept this and choose to commit suici*de. "But you must not give up on your life, otherwise I will have died in vain."

"Pfft!" Shuang'er couldn't hold back her laughter, and felt both ashamed and angry, "Who will die for you? Besides, there is obviously no sword here, and there is no sincerity in your words at all."

Seeing that Shuang'er had seen through his heart, Song Qingshu laughed dryly. He wasn’t some innocent boy, so how could he really let her kill him? But seeing that Shuang'er's expression had softened a lot, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he quickly took off his coat and put it on her body.

It turned out that Shuang'er had sweated quite a lot just now, and her whole body was already soaked. At that moment, the cold wind blew, and her body couldn't help but slightly tremble due to the cold. Noticing Song Qingshu's thoughtful actions, Shuang'er sighed, "Brother Song, why are you treating me so well?"

"Brother Wei and I were close friends, so naturally I should take good care of you." Song Qingshu's expression became a little unnatural.

"Is it really just because of Xiaobao?" Shuang'er glanced at him with a faux-smile.

Song Qingshu sighed in his heart. In his previous life, there was a popular opinion on the Internet that the most suitable candidates for a wife were Shuanger and Xiaozhao, but he had always disagreed. In his opinion, both Shuanger and Xiaozhao in the original book were a bit too docile. After falling in love with a man, they both lost their souls, and turned into dolls.

Who knew that in this world, Song Qingshu felt extremely attracted by Shuang'er. This Shuang'er was gentle on the outside, but firm on the inside. In fact, she was very stubborn in her heart. Among the women that Song Qingshu knew, it would be difficult for Shuanger to make it into the top ten based on her appearance alone, but her gentle nature and pure smile always made people feel comfortable.

Song Qingshu liked this feeling very much.

After getting rid of Wei Xiaobao, he could easily take the maps in the remaining parts of the Sutra of Forty-two Chapters from Shuang'er, but he still chose the stupidest way and decided to get close to Shuang'er's heart.

‘I don't know how Shuang'er will react when she knows the truth one day… could it be that I am destined to die at Shuang'er hand in the future?’ Song Qingshu suddenly had a flash of understanding in his mind.

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