Chapter 300 Rolled Bead Curtain! On

Song Yi has been greeted and respected by many people along the way. At this time, he would not be afraid of Qin Siqin's three glasses of wine.

A cup of talent.

Two cups of Jingde.

Three cups of a hundred years of good together...

With three glasses of wine, Qin Siqin suddenly picked up his clothes and knelt down, causing the smiling blue smoke beside him to almost exclaim.

Song Yi was almost shocked by Qin Siqin's sudden action, but after seeing him kneel down and salute, he calmed down and asked strangely, " Mr. Qin gave me three glasses of wine to make me happy, but why did he kneel down again... How dare you be?"

Huang Ying left the table and ordered Xiao Erping to leave the idle people and so on.

Qin Siqin looked up at Song Yi and said sincerely, "I didn't know you before, and I have longed for your reputation. At this time, I want to be defeated by you. Please accept him as a disciple..."

Song Yi said with tears and laughter, "I didn't open a school, and I didn't have an amazing art career. How can I accept apprentices? Mr. Qin, get up quickly, please don't be embarrassed!"

"I have heard of Mr.'s name for a long time. Several poems spread to Qin's ears has long ago convinced me. My father and I can live in Bianzhou, which is actually an opportunity, and my husband's great virtue of Bianzhou City is even more admirable to me. Qin only knows the situation, but he has no real talent and learning. Therefore, he wants to ask his husband for advice. Please don't refuse!" Qin Siqin pleaded sincerely.

It should have been a resentment meeting, but Song Yi never thought that it would become the current situation. He almost held his hand on the knife, but now he wants to accept apprentices, which makes Song Yi feel like he can't laugh or cry.

Song Yi persuaded several times that he still couldn't refuse Qin Siqin. This person's previous stubbornness was also re-energized, and even the yellow warbler beside him couldn't laugh or cry.

Song Yi was finally helpless and had to temporarily promise Qin Siqin that if there was any problem he could try his best to solve for him, but as a teacher, he could not agree, and Qin Siqin finally agreed.

Three cups followed by three cups. Qin Siqin, who was supposed to be his rival, spilled away.

She drank six glasses of wine for no reason, and Song Yi's face was also slightly rosy. Huang Ying helped Song Yi to go to her usual temporary rest room, and then asked the kitchen to bring a few exquisite dishes into the house. The two were really alone.

The table was originally a small table with a piano box, so Song Yi and Huang Ying had to sit on the floor. Fortunately, they could see the good scenery outside the window.

A cup of warm tea is hot, a bowl of fragrant rice is crystal white, a few exquisite dishes are fragrant and attractive, and there is a gentle beauty on the opposite side...

Song Yi couldn't help laughing.

Huang Ying asked doubtfully, "Why are you laughing at a bowl of white rice for no reason?"

Song Yi picked up his rice bowl and pinched his chopsticks and smiled, "Food, beautiful scenery, beauty!" This scene makes me feel a little rich!"

Huang Ying smiled and said with a slightly blush on her cheek, "You are more than a rich man. Seeing that you admire Mr. Qin, who was difficult to deal with, you are like a famous hero..."

"Your husband is a great hero, so are you happy?" Song Yi asked sadisticly.

Huang Ying answered shyly and whispered, "Naturally, it's joy..."

In a whisper, he lowered a shy and red head shyly, avoiding Song Yi's abusive sight and daring to look at it.

Song Yi said with a smile, "Since you are happy, why do you sit so far? Sit down and serve your husband!"

Huang Ying said softly, "It's far away. It's right in front of you."

Song Yi saw that Huang Ying saw through his ambition and refused to come over. After a bad smile, he suddenly got up and moved to Huang Ying's side and sat down. He took the opportunity to snuggle her into his arms!

The body fragrance attacks, and the beauty trembles with surprise...

After all, a little farewell is better than a newlywed, and Song Yi and Huang Ying have been newly married for a long time, and they have met each other.

Acacia is like a dove poisoned and entangled in the bones. Song Yi just flirted a little, and the yellow warbler made a melo of melo!

The long-eyed yellow warbler was immediately pushed down by Song Yi on the floor covered with a soft blanket.

He has long been familiar with the road. His palms are like a soldering iron. Every inch of his fingers are the ** place of the yellow warbler, which makes the yellow warbler tremble and tremble endlessly!

Peel off her clothes, and a pair of huge and bright twins trembled proudly, enchanting!

Huang Yingzhen raised her head and leaned behind her and placed a fragrant and delicious piano table. Her face was like peach blossoms in March, full of red clouds, and a pair of water-like eyes were as charming as silk... Song Yi just pulled a little in front of her swollen chest. Huang Ying suddenly made a crisp viblin like an electric shock. She was so shocked that she hurriedly stretched out her jade hand to cover her little mouth, and she was so scared and shy...

Like a strange Bodhisattva, the yellow warbler guards the piano table, holding the ground with one hand and covering the mouth with the other. A pair of arrogant double peaks are rubbed and played by Song Yi, and the spring is in full swing.

Unbearable torture, Huang Ying suddenly loosened the jade hand that covered her mouth, pressed the back of Song Yi's head and pressed one of his heads to her snow-white chest!

Song Yi was also stunned, and then drunk... He felt that his head seemed to sink into a pile of agar soft jade, and was intoxicated by the smoky milky fragrance.

When Song Yi sank into her body, Huang Ying suddenly opened her little cherry mouth and made a shameful cry. She looked up and knocked over a bowl of white rice on the table...

She catered to Song Yi's request in a difficult and shameful posture, and shouted and sang in joy and excitement.

Several times of fragrance and sweat, the yellow warbler has already been as soft as mud and has seen the true Buddha several times. The beauty of the pleasure naturally makes her flesh and blood crisp.

In a common gasp mixed with men and women, the yellow warbler finally collapsed on the carpet with only a slight trembling of bone and flesh, and Song Yi finally rested softly on the snow-white belly of the yellow warbler and refused to move any more.

In the joy and chaos, Huang Ying was dissatisfied with the red cheeks and was stained with a lot of snow-white rice, and then crushed and grinding them all like mud.

The scene of the scattered green silk and the white rice covered with mud on its face added a few amorous feelings. It took a few meals for Song Yi to get out of Huang Ying's belly, and then supplemented his physical strength with Huang Ying in a strange atmosphere. Finally, he began to sort out the scattered clothes and faces.

It's just that Song Yi is fine, but Huang Ying's clothes have become wet and slippery because they were previously cushioned under the two, and the crushed rice stuck to the hair is even more difficult to clean. In the end, Song Yi had to go out again to get a new set of clothes for Huang Ying before he dared to go out.

In the small room of Huang Ying's simple house, Huang Ying, who looked more pink after bathing, snuggled up to Song Yi and said delicately, "For a period of time, Wang Su always helped enthusiastically. During this period of time, I heard that I was going to get married... ..”

Song Yi half squinted his eyes and was silent, as if he was pretending to be a fake.

Seeing that he didn't want to, Huang Ying then asked, "Are you really not going to see her?"

Song Yi said lightly, "I've seen it. It's a little different."

Huang Ying was slightly surprised. She thought that Song Yi had not seen Wang Su. At this moment, she felt that Song Yi's voice seemed to be too calm, but when she thought of her hardship and shame at the beginning, she suddenly woke up that it was not that Song Yi didn't understand what she was going to say, but that his idea was a little elusive!

"Women always look better when they get old. The so-called 18 changes in women's college... Now that you've seen it, what do you think? Huang Ying asked curiously.

Song Yi smiled helplessly and said, "I always heard that it was my wife who prevented my husband from making trouble outside, but why is it different when it comes to me? Are you trying to inst me to do something?

Huang Ying smiled shyly and said, "Other men are all three wives and four concubines. Husband, you are so eye-catching. I just think it would be better if people you know each other!"

"That's what Qingyan said about you at the beginning. If it goes on like this, won't women close to you come into the door in the future?" Song Yi asked with a playful smile.

Huang Ying hurriedly defended, "Of course not... It's not good to have too much. At that time, my husband will not love me as much as today. I'm just talking to you. If you don't think about it, it's okay if I didn't say it.

While speaking, Song Yi unconsciously regained his vitality next to her warm body. Like the top of a soft and plump jade rabbit that had been holding, he unconsciously stood up proudly with a cherry.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Huang Ying suddenly felt that Song Yi's body was also quite upturned, and suddenly made a delicate vibrato beg for mercy...

I begged for mercy, but after a lively and fragrant lingering, it didn't stop until the flesh and blood were crisp.

Overcoming dragons and phoenixes overnight, I'm so ashamed!

The next day, Huang Ying took a day off at home and did not take care of the business of the game hall and Song Ji Restaurant, while Song Yi went out to Dewangfu in high spirits.

Princess Ming Che of the Dewang Mansion happened to be his birthday. The King of De knew that Song Yi had come to Bianzhou, so he took this reason to invite some close relatives and friends to the Dewang Mansion for a banquet. The post was received by the maid last night! But because Song Yi and Huang Ying were dancing in the room at that time, the maid heard her heart beating hotly outside, and her whole body was sweaty and hot. How dare she bother? It was not until the next morning that she handed the post to Song Yi.

After receiving the post, Song Yi saw that Huang Ying had to go to the banquet alone after being paralyzed and down from bed overnight.

When he arrived at the Dewang Mansion, he gave the gift he bought on the way to the housekeeper and was warmly welcomed into the backyard of the banquet.

At this time, the lanterns and lanterns in the Dewang Mansion were like a festive scene, and there was continuous laughter in the courtyard. Song Yi happened to see the Dewang talking with the dignitaries in Wang Kuanglu and several cities. He just wanted to step over to say hello, but a figure suddenly rushed out of the oblique thorns pulled his sleeve and pulled it to one side desperately...< /P>

Song Yi was about to shake his hand, but he couldn't laugh and cry when he saw that it was the little princess in new brocade clothes that was pulling his sleeve to the side.

It's just that Song Yi doesn't understand why this girl stares at herself with a cynical face, like a mastiff dog biting and dragging her clothes, which is not as fierce.