Chapter 10: belated revenge

Zhou Zhiruo happened to be a little thirsty and lifted the drink, emptying it in one gulp. After a few moments of casual conversation, the atmosphere turned cold once again. Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to say, "It's getting late; let's rest."

As she spoke, she sat down by the bedside, only to be astonished to find Song Qing Shu following her. Her expression turned somewhat displeased as she said, "What are you coming over here for? Your bed is over there."

A strange smile appeared on Song Qing Shu's face as he took a seat by the bed, saying, "I want to sleep on this bed."

A slight anger brewed within Zhou Zhiruo, but she considered his pitiful state and stood up, saying, "Fine, then I'll sleep on the floor."

"No, no, I want to sleep with you," Song Qing Shu's laughter grew even more cheerful.

"You!" Zhou Zhiruo wondered if something was wrong with him. She raised her hand, ready to slap him, but suddenly her vision blurred, and she collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly weak.

Song Qing Shu gazed at Zhou Zhiruo on the bed, her eyes half-opened, with a sly smile, "My lady, how does the taste of my Ten Fragrance Softening Powder feel?"

Recalling the cup of tea he had handed her earlier, Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback. She scolded in a low voice, "Song Qing Shu, have you gone mad?"

"Am I mad?" Song Qing Shu laughed strangely, "Indeed, I have gone mad. I watched you and Zhang Wuji flirting shamelessly in front of me, yet I had to pretend I knew nothing."

"What flirting shamelessly?" Zhou Zhiruo was greatly alarmed, thinking that he had discovered her agreement with Zhang Wuji. Anxiously, she said, "You know? That's impossible, you're..."

"Wasn't I paralyzed by acupoint pressure?" Song Qing Shu gently caressed her smooth cheek, calmly saying, "Luckily, fate smiled upon me. Due to a fortunate coincidence, I woke up. Later, being cautious, I vomited out all the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder you two prepared for me. That's when I learned about the despicable behavior of you two lovebirds." If it weren't for their pretense of treating his injuries while secretly rendezvousing, Song Qing Shu wouldn't be this furious. Even before leaving, he had decided to exact revenge.

"Song Qing Shu! What do you want?" Feeling his touch on her face, Zhou Zhiruo's scalp tingled.

"With such a beautiful opportunity—both you and I in bed as husband and wife—what do you think I want?" Song Qing Shu began to unbutton her collar, unhurriedly undoing each button.

"Song Qing Shu, what are you planning?" Seeing her clothes slowly being undone, exposing the intimate undergarments beneath, Zhou Zhiruo's face reddened.

"In such a perfect moment, with you and me lying in bed as husband and wife, what do you think I'm planning?" Song Qing Shu said, his smile taking on a wicked edge. He raised her chin, his fingers glistening, teasingly waggling them before her.

"Shameless!" Zhou Zhiruo felt deeply humiliated at this moment. She also loathed her body's reaction. She clenched her teeth and reprimanded, "Getting bitten by a dog hurts too, but does that mean you enjoy being bitten by one?"

"Feel free to call me a scoundrel, just like you call Zhang Wuji," Song Qing Shu mentioned Zhang Wuji, and Zhou Zhiruo's heart ached. He continued, "Have I gone mad? I watched you willingly lie beneath Zhang Wuji, and the old Song Qing Shu died right then."

"What lying beneath Zhang Wuji?" Zhou Zhiruo's face paled. She thought Song Qing Shu was furious because he found out about her reconciliation with Zhang Wuji. Only now did she realize that it was not the case at all.

"Misunderstanding?" Song Qing Shu laughed coldly, "With my own eyes as a witness, what misunderstanding could there be? Stop with the excuses; they only make me think even less of you."

"I didn't do anything with him!" Knowing that all explanations were in vain, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes in anguish, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Delicious!" Song Qing Shu looked down and saw the evidence of her virginity, astonished, "How... how are you still a..."

Zhou Zhiruo gave him a resentful look and bit her lip, remaining silent.

At this point, Song Qing Shu's astonishment turned into wild joy. After a brief rest, he could feel the curves of the woman beneath him, her soft body. He was ready to continue, but he didn't rush. Instead, he pulled out a dagger and traced it along Zhou Zhiruo's neck, saying, "Zhiruo, I know that once you recover your martial arts, you'll definitely try to kill me. So I have to act first."

"It's such a beautiful day, you and I sleep on the same bed, and we're husband and wife, what do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one, he deliberately unbuttoned her. Very slow, very slow.

"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded her as her clothes were untied bit by bit, revealing the color of the obscene clothes inside.

"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."

"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.

"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic. It's worth it to have a good night with a world-famous beauty like you." Song Qingshu took her shoulders, helped her up, and wrapped her hair around her head. The bun was untied, and the hair was covered with black hair on the snow-white skin on the shoulders. The beauty made Song Qingshu's breath stagnate.

"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.

"When I thought of you laying under Zhang Wuji's body willing to refuse and welcome, the previous Song Qingshu was already dead." Song Qingshu said coldly, with a pull of his finger, the knot at the back of her neck was undone, and the pink little coat It fell silently to the waist.

"You misunderstood..." Zhou Zhiruo had always thought that Song Qingshu was so angry when she heard that she promised to reconcile with Zhang Wuji and continue the relationship, but now she realized that it was not the case at all.

"Misunderstanding?" Song Qingshu smiled coldly, "Is there any misunderstanding from what I have seen with my own eyes, stop talking nonsense, it will only make me look down on you even more."

"I'm not with him!" Knowing that all explanations were in vain, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes in pain, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"It smells so good!" Song Qingshu raised his head from her chest, feeling that the time was almost up, he untied her belt and leaned on her.

"Zhiruo, although you reject me with your mouth, your body's reaction is just the opposite." Song Qingshu raised his finger covered with shiny things, and shook it in front of Zhou Zhiruo.

"Shameless!" Zhou Zhiruo felt very embarrassed at this moment, hated her physical reaction, and said coldly, "It hurts even if you are bitten by a dog. Does that mean you like being bitten by dogs?"

"You can call me a villain, just like you call Zhang Wuji." Hearing him mention Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo felt a pain in her heart, and felt a hot object penetrate her body at the same time, knowing that her innocence was gone, her mind went blank .

Song Qingshu touched her body for a long time, dissatisfied with only kissing her skin, recalled that her articulateness was fragrant, so he searched for her mouth.

Zhou Zhiruo tried her best to dodge, not to let him succeed, and said viciously: "Although I have no internal strength, if your dirty tongue dares to come in, I will bite it off!"

"As long as you dare to bite, I will definitely strip you naked and hang it on the city gate, so that the world can appreciate the delicate body of the head of Emei." Song Qingshu smiled coldly.

"You! Mmm... Mmm..." As soon as Zhou Zhiruo opened his mouth, he snuck in. He really didn't dare to bite down for a moment, so he could only let the other party taste his sweet tongue, and let out a humiliating whimper.

Zhou Zhiruo silently endured the other party's mischief on her body, and finally Song Qingshu lay motionless on her body. Sensitive body sensed that the other party had left too much in her body, Zhou Zhiruo resisted the disgusting feeling and secretly gathered the scattered true energy.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu looked down, found Luo Hong on the bed, and said in shock, "Why... why are you still..."

Zhou Zhiruo gave him a look full of hatred, bit her lips tightly, and said nothing.

The matter has come to this, Song Qingshu was stunned and then burst into ecstasy. After resting for a while, Song Qingshu felt the bumpy and soft delicate body of the woman under him, and soon the feeling came again. However, he was not busy continuing to move, instead he took out a dagger and gestured on Zhou Zhiruo's neck: "Zhiruo, I know you will definitely kill me after you recover your martial arts, so I have no choice but to strike first."

Zhou Zhiruo was startled, and the zhenqi that had just begun to show signs of collapsed again, and suddenly realized that since the other party figured this out, as long as the IQ is normal, it is really impossible to let her go, and she became calm when she thought of this: "You want to kill me?" Just kill me, if you want to take this opportunity to threaten me and promise not to pursue it later, that's just a dream, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to take revenge." Song Qingshu smiled strangely, "I know you were trying to recover your skills just now, and it's just a pity that you are such a fairy-like girl. Then I will try a few more times, It depends on whether you have the ability to recover your skills during this period of time. If you agree, you can nod, if you don't agree, I will send you to the west now, anyway, you can do it again while it's hot."

Zhou Zhiruo was a little apprehensive at the thought that she would not be able to escape his insult even if she died. She hated Song Qingshu to the bottom of her heart at the moment, thinking that he had already used him before, so it would not be a big deal to come back a few times. It's all worth it.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a half-smile, with a sharp blade cruising around her neck.

"Hmm~" Zhou Zhiruo was a little embarrassed, but finally nodded helplessly.

"This time, you begged me to get you. Don't forget it in the future." Song Qingshu's words made Zhou Zhiruo almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

After being turned into a red wave, Song Qingshu was sweating profusely on it, and Zhou Zhiruo lay down with a blushing face. Every time Zhou Zhiruo gathered a little bit of internal strength, she was bumped hard by the opponent unintentionally, her heart was shaken, and she had to start all over again.

That night, Song Qingshu was so exhausted that he finally released it six times. Zhou Zhiruo couldn't gather his inner strength, so he lay there limp and resigned to his fate, closing his eyes.