Chapter 311: Roses bloom

Xue Mu looked up for a while, then quietly retreated to Tianxiang Building, took a pot of wine, and planned to go to the house to have a few drinks with Zhuo Qingqing and talk.
As soon as he took out the wine, his expression changed.
Pu Xiang's recognizable obese figure flew up to the house before him, carrying a pot of wine, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhuo is such a single shadow, my brother feels distressed when I see it, why don't you talk to me?"
Xue Mu narrowed his eyes. He trusts Zhuo Qingqing very much, but wants to see what this fat guy will behave.
Zhuo Qingqing on the roof also squinted his eyes, looked at Pu Xiang with a smile, and said lazily: "I am drinking and admiring the moon. I am relaxed and unrestrained. I don't know how to be at ease. What the do you care about?"
The voice comes with the laziness and tenderness of a mature woman, which can be crisp in people's hearts when listening.
Pu Xiang was tickled to hear, and he didn't dare to get too close to her. He sat cross-legged a few feet across from her, and smiled: "I feel sorry for Senior Sister Zhuo's so beautiful appearance, but no one has pity. If I remember correctly, Senior Sister is twenty this year. It’s nine? I don’t know if Fenghua is still a few years away, do I really plan to be alone all my life?"
Zhuo Qingqing paused, raised her head and drank a drink, and lazily said: "This school is not an Acacia sect. If you can't find a satisfactory one, why not just go alone? How many elders are alone in their lives, what is the hypocrisy of my turn? You Puxiang, now that this clan is thriving and promising, and the manager emphasizes your business talents, it is the time for a good man to show off his ambitions. You should also collect your heart and pursue a career. In the future, you may also be in the Xingyue Ancestral Temple. Don’t be overwhelmed with either woman or money."
This made Xue Mu nodded, and Pu Xiang remained silent. It took a long time to say: "Mr. Xue is also beautiful, in the eyes of the younger brother, it's a small cat. Why is the senior sister criticizing me alone?"
Zhuo Qingqing laughed and said: "The son has big ambitions, knows the severity, and can be self-controlling. He is different from you. If he is really a virtue like you, I am afraid that it is true as external rumors, and the whole body is not enough for him to play. How can I be alone... well..."
Pu Xiang also laughed, "Senior Sister is showing loneliness after all, right?"
"You, did you see this right after you said so much?" Zhuo Qingqing didn't argue with the faux pas, squinted at him, and said with a smile: "So you came to take advantage of it? Aren't you afraid that the son would kill you?"
Pu Xiang hurriedly said: "Senior Sister closely follows Manager Xue. He still hasn't gotten involved and obviously has no intention. Sister has no belongings, and the younger brother has a good heart. Isn't it righteous? It depends on whether Senior Sister is willing to give the younger brother this opportunity..."
"It makes more sense..."
"That's..." Pu Xiang said with a smile: "Since I saw Senior Sister Zhuo again in Lingzhou, Senior Sister Fengzi has been constantly hovering in my younger brother's heart..."
Zhuo Qingqing interrupted: "At that time, I also said something... It's you Puxiang instead, just licking Qingqing's feet..."
Pu Xiang also interrupted: "I lick it!"
Zhuo Qingqing was angry and funny, and it was not easy for a man to be like this. Just as he wanted to kick him down angrily, he suddenly moved in his heart.
She heard a faint gasp coming from behind the pillars in the courtyard... This breath felt... Xue Mu? Is it because you became irritated after hearing this, so you can't hide your breath?
Zhuo Qingqing blinked, trying to kick someone's feet to gain strength. Instead, she stretched her feet forward and deliberately said flatteringly: "Then lick and see, I believe you."
Pu Xiang's cultivation base is much worse. Where can anyone know? After seeing Zhuo Qingqing's attitude, I was overjoyed, thinking that there was a play, and really rushed down to hold her feet.
A wine bottle was smashed into Puxiang's chest from the bottom up in the package of poisonous gas and anger, and it was broken into powder, and the wine was spilled on the floor. Pu Xiang didn't even touch the tip of his shoe. He was caught off guard from being blown away. He saw Xue Mu jump on the roof in mid-air. He immediately knew what he wanted to interrupt and where he dared to stay. Crawled and ran away.
Xue Mu was not in the mood to chase him either, and glared at Zhuo Qingqing: "What does it mean to pass your foot over?"
Zhuo Qingqing's expression remained unchanged, and he said leisurely: "People are right. Qingqing has no body. Isn't it happy that someone wants to lick my feet? Why, the son doesn't want it by himself, and doesn't let others want it?"
"You!" Xue Mu knew that he was wrong, but he was not in a reasonable mood, and said furiously: "Who said I don't want it!"
After speaking, he took her hand, angrily jumped off the roof, all the way to the bedroom.
Zhuo Qingqing was stumbling and being pulled in by him. He watched him shut the door "slam", and then felt the sky spinning, and the whole person was picked up by his waist, and then fell on the bed together, pressing on it.
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, only Xue Mu was gasping for irritation, and Zhuo Qingqing was slightly nervous.
Her body was mature and soft, with a delicate fragrance bursting, and at this time she brought a little wine scent, mixed together, refreshing. Relying on each other can make people feel happy, and Xue Mu slowly calmed down, with a different meaning in his eyes.
How can Zhuo Qingqing fail to understand this meaning? My heart jumped slightly, but he deliberately stimulated again: "Do you want it? Do you want me to give it to others."
Xue Muping's breath became thick and heavy again, and with a "tear", the silk was torn in half. The bright red bellyband and the snow-like color stimulated Xue Mu's eyeballs, and he buried his head roughly.
Zhuo Qingqing stretched out his hand to touch his head, looked down at his appearance, a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes, and soon closed his eyes and raised his head.
When the soldiers approached the city, Xue Mu kissed her lips and whispered: "You can only be mine, from top to bottom, even toes."
Before Zhuo Qingqing could answer, he quickly let out a muffled grunt, and his slender fingers pinched Xue Mu's shoulder heavily.
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The breath of Xingyue double cultivation was diffused in the house, and the harmony on the couch lasted for a long time. Zhuo Qingqing leaned on Xue Mu to breathe, his whole body exuding a well-rounded amorous feelings and intrigue, like a blooming rose, amazingly coquettish.
"My son...I did it on purpose."
Xue Mu stroked her back: "What on purpose?"
"I know you are there, so I deliberately stretched my foot over, just to see if you care or not." Zhuo Qingqing whispered: "If you don't show up, I will kick him down. I won't let him touch him. Arrived."
At this moment, Xue Mu also woke up early, and said in a low voice: "I was stimulated for a while, it was a bit rough..."
"No matter how rude I am, I am happy that the young man's heart is finally no longer hidden." Zhuo Qingqing kissed his cheek, and said in a charming voice: "See if you still pretend to be a gentleman."
Xue Mu pursed his lips: "Qingqing, you know, I am a lustful person. Because of this, I have to control it. If I really want to pull it on the couch, it won't take long for the entire Star-Moon Sect to be destroyed. In my hands. This is really not what I wanted, let alone it is really like that, you will not love me so much."
"Qingqing understands that this is the advantage of Young Master." Zhuo Qingqing whispered: "But Young Master, you must wait for someone to grab it before you feel unwilling? How about Qian Xuexiaorui and others?"
Xue Mu was silent, before he said for a while: "I don't know other people...but you are obviously different, the memory of evil evil prying eyes..."
Zhuo Qingqing was startled: "What is it?"
"You call it the son, but in your heart you are calling for the father..."
With Zhuo Qingqing's lazy and senseless posture, he couldn't help but feel feverish at this moment, blushing and eating authentically: "Why, how is this..."
"So, can I stand the scowling between you and others?"
Zhuo Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, thought about it, and said: "Don't blame Pu Xiang, the son, he is right. Since you are unintentional, the pursuit of others is justified, if you use this to punish him, it will be chilling."
Xue Mu's eyes went cold: "No, you are wrong."
Zhuo Qingqing was stunned: "What?"
"Who are you? You are the most trusted guard leader by my side, my chief butler. He actually dared to stretch out his hand to you. Doesn't he have any ideas?"
"This... he's not so bold, right? Maybe it's just the blinding the reason? His man has this virtue."
"Even if I'm the theory of punishing the heart, maybe it's just the lust. Even so, his unrepentant virtue will sooner or later turn the sect into smoke. I control what I don't dare to do. Come destroy my pains?"
Zhuo Qingqing nodded and said, "That's true, what will the son do?"
"As you said, you can't use this to punish him. It's unreasonable. It's easy to chill the hearts of others in the Yanyang Sect." Xue Mu pondered for a moment, and said coldly: "I will try him again. I am."