Chapter 207 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS First Actress (9)

Author: melon crisp

Zhou Qingying listened to the voice, looked up and saw the young man who had already walked over, and greeted him eagerly, "Xiao Ci'er is here, come and sit down."

The girl added a chair for him. Zhou Tairong looked at him and smiled playfully, "Why are you here to listen to the fun?"

Song Ci dismissed him as nothing and jumped over him to look at the lady talking next to him.

When Jin Lian saw Song Ci, she was polite and said, "Hey, Ci, you're back. I haven't seen him in the past two years, but he's handsome again."

"Don't be polite. We all know better than to deal with such nonsense." Zhou Tairong teased Hua'er's chin with his hand, making the person in his arms blush.

Jin Lian laughed and said, "I am happy to tell Ci'er this, but do you care about it?"

"Looking at your slutty smile, I thought you had a crush on him. He looks so young, not even 20 but a teenager, right?" Zhou Tairong turned his head and looked at Song Ci, his eyes full of fun.

Song Ci looked a little unhappy and said, "Twenty next month."

Zhou Tairong smiled even more happily, "You are still a child after all. Do you want to call us brother or sister?"

When Zhou Qingying heard this, her heart tightened. She reached out and patted Zhou Tairong on the back of the head, "Tairong, what are you talking about? You are his uncle, why are you so dishonest?"

Jin Lian was really shocked. It wouldn't be a problem for others to say this, but he is Song Ci, and his father is the warlord commander in power in the capital. He is equivalent to an emperor here. Let alone anything else, even his seniority is not the same.

Riding on his father's head.

Besides, he is the real prince, and he is still the treasured one who is held in the palm of his hand. Song Shenglin is just a single person. Zhou Tairong said this and angered Song Ci. How can he get over it?

Zhou Tairong seemed to feel that what he said was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Song Ci looking at him with a playful expression.

"You really want to hear it?"

Zhou Tairong quickly changed his words, "You are the master, how can you do that?"

"Me?" Song Ci laughed, her peach-blossom eyes staring at Zhou Tairong. There was no wave in the bottom of her eyes, and she could even see frost flowers. "You are not as beautiful as Fourth Master."

Song Ci was like this, so Zhou Tairong didn't care and just said casually, "Hey, my little nephew is trying to hurt me."

"Hey, weren't we just talking about Shen Yu? How did it get brought up here?" Zhou Tairong felt that the atmosphere was a little quiet and immediately spoke.

Everyone looked at this young man and felt a little silent.

I still don’t know who said this.

Jin Lian smiled, raised her hand and continued, "Didn't I just talk about Shen Yu? There are many people who like him and even more people who want to sleep with him. However, she is a chaste and fierce woman who only sells her art but not her body. Those people

Don’t even think about it.”

Jinlian raised her hand to Zhou Tairong's forehead to tell him not to get so close to her, and then said: "Especially you, let alone Shen Yu, even I can't look down on a playboy like you. It's really a waste of time."

Got a good skin."

When Jin Lian was talking, she forgot about Hua'er. Hua'er was a little embarrassed for a moment. She buried her face in Zhou Tairong's arms. The smell of Longjing tea and men on her body made her face red and eyes moist.

Zhou Tairong touched her face and kissed her, "Don't worry, Hua'er, she didn't mean you."

Jin Lian patted her back and said, "Don't worry, girl, I'm just talking about this guy Zhou Tairong. I hope he can have a peaceful life with you in the future."

Hua'er nodded softly.

Song Ci was watching from the side. If he didn't want to hear what they were talking about, he wouldn't want to sit here and watch Zhou Tairong and his wife make love to each other.

"When did you get married?"

From the bottom of his heart, Zhou Tairong did not want Song Ci to feel comfortable, "Getting married on March 2nd."

Song Ci’s birthday...

It's obvious that I don't want him to have a good life.

Song Ci pursed her lips and said, "The day was chosen well."

"Isn't it?" Zhou Tairong became proud.

Song Shenglin was not here, so Zhou Tairong committed suicide and Zhou Qingying didn't bother to care.

Jin Lian waved her hand, "What a great day. It happens to be Ci'er's birthday, so I'm even more happy."

She can talk.

Song Ci glanced at Jin Lian. He didn't know when he had such a good relationship with this group of people.

"Sister Jinlian, please continue what you just said. I felt uncomfortable listening to it halfway through." A lady next to her, shaking a golden fan, spoke up.

Jin Lian smiled and blocked it with her handkerchief, pinching it with her fingertips, "Sister, you are the most worried."

"Then I'm going to tell you that Shen Yu is a big shot on the list, and he comes in and out of Xiang Pavilion once a week."

"Xiang Pavilion?" Song Ci didn't know where this place was.

"The most important thing is the atmosphere in an elegant place. Some noble people like to do it. What can they do if they stay there for a whole day and a night? It's just for sleeping." Jin Lian continued, "I also heard that this Shen Yumei The first time I came out, I was so sweaty that even my voice was hoarse~"

Song Ci suddenly lost interest after hearing this, stood up, said a few words and left immediately.

His mind was filled with what Jin Lian had just said. Thinking of that scene and the woman with beautiful features, he felt a little anxious for no reason, and the tip of his tongue touched his teeth.

Shen Yu, he really...

A person accidentally bumped into the person in front of him. Song Ci felt that this person was really short-sighted.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man. The amber eyes were bright and clear, and the temperature of the pupils was very low. Under the light, his eyes were shining, and even his lips were pursed. He whispered: "Yinhun" Don’t leave.”
Chapter completed!