Chapter 307 When the peach blossoms bloom, a good family has a good dream!

When Song Yi could no longer see it, the curtain of a carriage was put down in the inconspicuous corner.

"Lao Fan... Go home!" Wang Su shouted sadly.

"I got it!" Lao Fan waved his whip and pulled out a beautiful whip in the air. After a crisp sound, the carriage rolled, and the carriage slowly drove into the city...

As soon as he stepped into the house after returning to Yangzhou, he found that Xu Chang happened to be a guest in the house. Then after meeting Huang Ying, Xu Chang told Song Yi a surprise news.

Under Xu Chang's insistence, the taste of the juice drink finally approached the taste mentioned by Song Yi. This time, Xu Chang brought it to Qingyan to taste.

Song Yi tasted it and found that the taste of juice was really familiar. Then he asked Xu Chang about the proportion distribution before carefully cherishing the recipe. Then he began to talk about the next acquisition of Tiandi orchard to prepare for his own planting or simply looking for a fixed supply. The problem...

Because Huang Ying and Qing Yan don't know as much about this matter as Xu Chang, they can only listen quietly, and occasionally burst out inspiration and make some opinions.

What's interesting is that in this process, Huang Ying, who is more careful than Qingyan, found something interesting, that is, whenever Xu Chang looked at Song Yi after saying something happily, she always made people feel a little too ambiguous.

Although Huang Ying was slightly aware of it, she could only suppress this suspicion when she saw that Qingyan was still calm, and continued to listen to Song Yi and Xu Chang discuss the development of juice drinks.

A successful business, if the profits and details cannot be refined from an extremely accurate or detailed perspective before success, then even if this is a profitable business, it is likely to become unprofitable, or even eroding...

Song Yi's mind in doing business is actually inferior to Xu Chang and Huang Ying and others. After all, Xu Chang has been in charge of many years of big industries, and Huang Ying and Qingyan are also people who roll in the wind and dust. If you don't pay attention, you may even be deceived by your bones. So in the next discussion, the unexpanded business scene was gradually unfolded, and then fell to the details...

Unconsciously, it was night, and then Xu Chang stayed in Qingyan and didn't have much politeness to share dinner.

There were a lot of dishes in the kitchen, and then Song Yi asked someone to call Niu Erhu and others to make up a full table.

It's like a family banquet.

There is no restraint, talking and laughing, and there are good dishes and wine. In a good place, the green smoke is actually interested in stroking the piano, and then the yellow warbler dances gracely with the bright light.

The dance is elegant, elegant and beautiful but not enchanting.

The atmosphere is wonderful and harmonious to the extreme, which makes everyone suspect that this place is as if it is detached from the secular world. Niu Erhu even saw that he forgot to shoot the picture at his heart's heart, and then sat down with a simple smile...

When the family banquet was over, Xu Changwan refused Qingyan's stay under the escort of Niu Erhu before leaving, and Qingyan went back to the room to rest under the service of the maid after stroking the piano. When Song Yi entered Qingyan's room, he saw that she had fallen asleep, and there was no doubt whether it was intentional or no doubt that Qingyan's body happened to sleep in the middle of the bed, which made Song Yi unable to go to bed without waking up Qingyan.

Song Yi could only cover the quilt for the green smoke and then ordered the maid to take care of it carefully and then went to Huang Ying's room.

The gauze lamp is dim and the sound of water is soft.

Bypassing the exquisite screen, I saw the clothes hanging on the shelf, and the beautiful jade back was bright, which was a bath of spring.

Huang Ying turned his head shyly and was coquettish. Song Yi was not shy, but Song Yi simply took off his clothes with a bad smile and stepped into the bathtub and hugged Huang Ying's soft and slippery body.

It's like a mandarin duck playing in the water, stirring up the warm water, causing the beauty to tremble. I don't know if you have me or me in me, until I'm extremely happy...

"You have been taught all the bad... Let others make such a shameful gesture..." Under the festive red quilt, the yellow warbler muttered lazily on the embroidered mandarin duck pillow.

Song Yixin replied contentedly, "If not like this, how can we know that our little yellow warbler's body is so soft, and the boudoir is so happy?"

Huang Ying was stimulated by Song Yi's fiery words, and her cheeks were like two peonies floating on her cheeks. They said with a hot and coquettishness, "It is said that you are a gentle talent, but who knows that you can... Will... Do you know so many ways to play tricks on people? Let's talk about it... How come you have so many shameful methods? Is it possible... It's Sister Qingyan, she... Did I teach you?

"Ble of the story... Qingyan still has to do these postures! Have you forgotten that your husband is the unique strange man in the whole Zhao Kingdom? What kind of strange knowledge is a little ** for me? Song Yi smiled proudly.

Huang Ying was too shy, and her nose was slightly confused and said curiously, "Husband, have you even read this kind of booklet?"

"What book?" Song Yi was puzzled that his ** was learned from the battle scenes of countless island women in the previous life. What book is it related to?

"That is... Well... It's spring... Those atlases, you deliberately teased others, didn't you? Huang Ying muttered shyly, and unconsciously rubbed Song Yi's chest with her cheek.

Song Yi suddenly understood that what Huang Ying said was the legendary ancient 'enlightenment artifact' that he had not seen so far! Thinking of those picture books full of classical interest, Song Yi suddenly rose up and turned to Huang Ying with a bad smile and asked, "I really haven't read the picture albums you said. Have you read them?"

Huang Ying was slightly confused, and then nodded slightly reddened and replied, "Of course I have seen it... My mother let people see those picture albums when she was thirteen years old... It's just that you really haven't seen it?"

Song Yi shook his head solemnly, and then said to Huang Ying in a playful tone, "Since you have read those albums, you naturally know many interesting methods. Why do you always take the initiative for my husband?"

"Ah... Husband, please forgive the slave family. The things in the album look so shameful. They will panic for a long time every time they look at it. How dare they learn the movements on it!" The yellow warbler said, burying his head and didn't dare to see anyone.

"Alas... Confused! It's not that a saint said that... Do you use what you have learned? Tell your husband quickly... Where can I buy that kind of album? Song Yi reprimanded righteously.

Huang Ying's delicate body trembled slightly. She raised her face and saw the bad expression on Song Yi's face at this time. She understood his intention in time. Suddenly, she gently gnawed Song Yi's shoulder with her teeth, and then hummed... Shameless and incent!!

Then, the whole room was full of Song Yi's bad laughter and questions, and then there was a continuous sound of heaven. I have to say that Huang Ying's voice is extremely beautiful. At this time, Song Yi listens to the indescenable ecstasy magic sound from the depths of Huang Ying's throat. There is always an endless masculinity, which makes him have to charge more majestically...

It was not until both sides lost their helmets and unloaded their armor that there were only disordered gasps left.

The annoying spring night always makes people unable to extricate themselves from the bed. Unconsciously, Song Yi has stayed in Huang Ying's room for three consecutive days. On the fourth day, Huang Ying finally turned down and resolutely turned Song Yi away with shame and let him go to Qingyan's room.

Qingyan has put on a loose shirt, and the maternity dress she is wearing now is actually designed and cut by Song Yi himself. Wearing it on her body makes her still elegant and gorgeous. The plump abdomen will not make her look bloated, but has a kind of maternal beauty.

Although it was deliberately done by Qingyan to stay in Huang Ying's room for several days in a row, it was also false to say that she was not sour. It was not until this night that Song Yi stayed in her room that she finally smiled helplessly. In fact, she was more satisfied.

Lying in the long-lost embrace, feeling the familiar man's breath, Qingyan felt that the whole world had become gentle and happy.

Because even the intimate movements became difficult, Qingyan could only talk to Song Yi, and she actually hoped that someone could talk to herself more at this time...

"Sister Chang has helped us so much... I always feel that we should treat her like our family!" Qingyan said.

Song Yi was slightly moved, and then replied meaningfully, "Of course..."

Qingyan continued, "The business of the game hall is getting better and better. Now the restaurant is also open, and there are new things like juice and drinks to attract customers. Do you still need to spend energy on collecting food?"

Song Yi carefully smoothed the slightly frowned eyebrows of Qingyan, and then said seriously, "Naturally, the grain collection can't be stopped... The peach blossoms have bloomed. Tomorrow I will take you to the Peach Blossom Temple to see the peach blossoms. I will go to the Shen family the day after tomorrow..."

"Oh... It's a pity that Fuyao is not here, otherwise I'll be more relieved. You can take Erhu with you tomorrow!" Qingyan said thoughtfully.

"The second tiger must stay around Songfu and stare at it. Only when I have no worries at home can I have no worries... And now King Kang should not have the energy to worry about me. His own war in the north is enough for him! After the previous means have been subtracted by me, I'm afraid he may not know it until now... Take good care of yourself at home. Don't worry. I'll borrow a fish moon or a camel from the fish head..." Song Yi said calmly.

"That's good. I was worried at the beginning, but now I think the fish head Zhang is actually a lot of benefits for us..." Qingyan was slightly relieved and said with a faint smile.

"Isn't that your husband and I have useful value? Where is there a good man in the world for no reason? Even if there is, it can't be such a smart and cunning person like Yutou Zhang... The smarter people are, the more intelligent they are, so simple people live a more at ease!" Song Yi sighed.

Qingyan remembered this sentence with all her, and then her tone turned to gentleness, telling the soft and kind lovesick words... Unconsciously, he fell asleep peacefully in Song Yi's words.

The light was dim. Song Yi felt the real feeling of home and family affection, and then smiled warmly. He gently put his lips on the cheeks of Qingyan. Since he put out the light...

In the dark, the corners of Qingyan's mouth outlined a sweet arc, which seemed to be a good dream.