"I'll bite you to death!" Zhao Min gritted her teeth in fury. Especially when she thought of how fiercely she had once fought Zhou Zhiruo, only for them both to end up being swept up by this lecherous rogue, she felt utterly depressed.
Song Qingshu laughed heartily as he dodged and parried, smoothly moving the battlefield onto the bed. By the time Zhao Min realized things were going badly and tried to escape, how could she possibly get away?
After his skilled caresses, Zhao Min, who had arrived so aggressively, could only switch to defense. Just as the city gates were about to fall, she made one final demand before surrendering. "You're not allowed to think about that woman surnamed Zhou at a time like this!"
Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhao Min sensed the change in his body and flew into a rage. "You bastard, you really are thinking about her!"
"You brought her up first. I can't control what comes into my head," Song Qingshu said helplessly.
Zhao Min frowned slightly and pinched him lightly in protest at his roughness before saying resentfully, "Don't think I don't know what that womanizing turnip is thinking. I absolutely will not be with her and you together... Hmph, don't even think about it."
Song Qingshu could not help recalling the time he had been injured by Lord of Light at Golden Snake Camp, and he sighed inwardly. Had that melody truly become an echo never to be heard again?
After fooling around in Zhao Min's chambers all night, he was driven away before dawn. After all, he was currently in enemy territory, and his identity was extremely sensitive. Moreover, she herself was under house arrest, and who knew how many pairs of eyes were watching the residence?
When he returned to