Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 404: Eighteen Phoenix Subduing Style

Chapter 404: Eighteen Phoenix Subduing Style

After the clouds disappeared and the rain cleared, Ajiu pressed her face tightly against Song Qingshu's chest and said with a slight hint of resentment, "Song Lang, are you satisfied now?" 

A woman's unique sensitivity made it easy for her to guess her lover's thoughts. The reason why Song Qingshu was so impatient and wanted to do something like that with her not long after they met was because he was full of doubts and wanted to test her.

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly and tightened his hold on her, "It seems that you saw through it. I'm really sorry." 

"That's good, at least it eliminates the barrier between us." Ajiu suddenly shyly lowered her head, "Besides…it was not that bad."

"Not that bad?" Song Qingshu teased her with a smirk.

"Yes, it was just not that bad~" Ajiu dodged and giggled.

"So it was just not that bad…" Song Qingshu pretended to show a disappointed expression.

"You are deliberately bullying me…" Ajiu was slightly annoyed, but she was worried about disappointing him, so she suddenly became a little shy, and said in a barely audible voice, "I liked it very much." 

After saying that Ajiu's originally fair face was stained with a pink blush. 

Feeling excited by her behavior, Song Qingshu immediately moved his index finger towards Ajiu’s secret garden, which was already wet with love nectar due to his prior “excavations”.

Sensing the changes in her body, Ajiu's face turned even redder and she said innocently, "Didn't you just agree to go meet Shui Jian together with me?" 

"It's still early, so it wouldn’t be too late to go later." Song Qingshu said perfunctorily, and pressed Ajiu down under him again.

"Why are you such a rogue?" Ajiu rolled her eyes at him with a hint of anger, but even while complaining, she subconsciously spread her legs to welcome the man on top of her.

Feeling these subtle movements from his woman, Song Qingshu was secretly moved in his heart. 

A woman may lie with her words, but her body's reaction couldn’t be faked.

Connecting with a woman who liked him wholeheartedly, and thinking of her noble status, Song Qingshu felt that everything was quite surreal, full of supreme bliss.

"No more! I can't…I can't anymore… Song Lang… don't bully me like this…ung~" 

Not long after, Ajiu's heaving voice filled the room, no different than a fairy in the storm. She gasped and quivered, as her beloved continued to thrust without end, reaching the deepest corners of her wetness.

Hearing the fatigue in her voice Song Qingshu felt pity and stopped moving, then he tenderly k1ssed her forehead.

After a while, Ajiu finally came to her senses. She slightly moved her body and immediately felt the heat coming from Song Qingshu's body. The sensation from the contact made her whole body shudder, reaching the depths of her soul.

Ajiu looked lovingly at the man in front of her, whom she had entrusted her whole life to, and raised her hand to gently caress Song Qingshu's cheek, "The men I met before were all gentlemen, how could I have known that I would be destined meet a devil like you? Simply a rogue."

"Then my dear Ninth Princess, do you like a gentleman or a rogue?" Song Qingshu tilted his head and took her dainty fingers into his mouth.

"Of course I usually like gentlemen…" Ajiu gently pulled out her fingers and tilted her head slightly to the side, "But at times like this, I much prefer a rogue…"

Song Qingshu was attracted by the hint of charm inadvertently revealed in her eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay now?"

"Yes." Ajiu nodded imperceptibly, "You…can move."

Seeing her head tilted to one side, Song Qingshu supported her pink face. Then he grabbed her snow-white shoulders, turning her over to face her back. 

Noticing her confused gaze, Song Qingshu leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I will teach you a set of peerless martial arts now."

"What martial arts?" Ajiu felt a little resentful in her heart, ‘How can you think about teaching martial arts at this time?’

"This was created by an expert named You Ba, and it's called the ‘Eighteen Phoenix Subduing Style'…"

“What are you…ahhnn!”

And thus, the “lessons” commenced, accompanied by excited grunts and sultry moans…

*****

After a while, Song Qingshu and Ajiu were walking on the way to the camp where Shui Jian’s faction was located. 

Ajiu still hadn't fully recovered yet, and from time to time, she secretly took a peak at the man walking next to her. 

Every time she glanced at him, her cheeks turned red, and she bitterly thought in her heart, ‘Song Lang is such a rogue, he actually made me serve him in such a shameful manner just now. And to think there are still seventeen more of such postures left…to do. That person called You Ba must be a real basta*d!’

"Is there something wrong with my face? Ajiu, why are you staring at me?" 

Of course Song Qingshu knew why, but he just wanted to tease Ajiu because she looked like a shy little married woman.

"If I had known you were so bad, I wouldn't have sent myself in your clutches so stupidly." Ajiu still felt that her legs were a little weak. She touched her hot cheeks and couldn't help but pouted and said, "How can meet anyone like this? Why don't you go find Shui Jian yourself."

"Let me see how my Ajiu looks like now." Song Qingshu held her shoulder with a serious expression and looked up and down, "Well, you’re bright and moving, and definitely enough to captivate anyone that sees you."

Although she knew that he was just teasing her, but she could not help but feel a little sweet after being praised by her lover, and she quickly took out a piece of gauze from the lapel of her clothes. Then she used it to covered her face. 

"I don't care anyway, I don't want others to see me like this."

"Ah…what should I do? I'm still feeling reluctant to let go." Song Qingshu laughed, hugged her waist and walked forward.

"Oh, let go, what would we do if someone sees us?" Ajiu suddenly became anxious and quickly tried to push his hand away.

"If someone sees us, then so be it. Considering our relationship, what's wrong with hugging your waist? What's more, in my hometown, couples usually go shopping affectionately like this." Song Qingshu said nonchalantly.

"How can there be such a custom in Wudang Mountain?" Ajiu couldn't help but muttered. 

Ever since she decided to commit herself to Song Qingshu, she had been checking up on her lover's affairs. It was no exaggeration to say that she was aware of all the bad things that happened to Song Qingshu since he was a child.

"Song Lang, how do you plan to deal with the matters related to Leader Zhou in the future?" Although she said it with a joking tone, Ajiu looked very nervous.

She didn’t rashly refer to Zhou Zhiruo as “sister”, nor was she willing to. As a princess of a country, she was used to the intrigues among the concubines in the imperial harem, and she understood that only concubines with higher status could call each other sisters. As for the empress, even if they are older than the other party, a concubine didn’t have to right to refer to the empress as their sister.

As for Ajiu, she naturally didn’t want to be a concubine, but Song Qingshu was already married. When she found out the news, her heart almost broke apart, but fortunately she found out that the relationship between the couple seemed a bit abnormal.

According to the rumors in the wulin, the person Zhou Zhiruo loved seemed to be Zhang Wuji.

At that time, Ajiu suddenly realized. No wonder Song Qingshu looked disgusted when she mentioned Zhang Wuji during their previous encounter.

It was also one of the reasons why Ajiu resigned from her post as a saintess of the Ming Cult. 

In the past, when she and Xia Qingqing competed for Yuan Chengzhi’s affection, she had chosen to give up. 

However, in the dead of night, she often regretted her decision. So when she later met Song Qingshu, she secretly made up her mind to never make the same mistakes again.

Since Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji were entangled, she immediately drew a clear line with Zhang Wuji and even the Ming Cult, forming a sharp contrast with Zhou Zhiruo.

Her difficult past of competing against her love rival had made the innocent Ninth Princess of the past become sensitive when dealing with these types of matters.

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