Song Qingshu smiled, he rubbed his hands, and his fingertips slowly moved towards the upper parts of Mu Wanqing’s body, “But I don’t know how to unseal the acupoints. Should I tap here or here?”
“Don’t touch me!” Mu Wanqing exclaimed, and quickly closed her eyes, her face turning pale.
“You are going to be my wife anyways. What does it matter if I touch you or not?” Song Qingshu’s fingers were getting closer and closer to Mu Wanqing’s body.
“If you dare to touch me, I will bite my tongue and kill myself!” Mu Wanqing glared with her beautiful eyes and bit her red lips with her teeth.
“But how can I unseal your acupuncture points without touching you?” Song Qingshu’s expression looked very innocent.
“You go find a tree branch from nearby, bring it over and I’ll teach you.” Mu Wanqing was almost crying.
“Good!” Song Qingshu ran to the side happily, and after a few breaths, he came back again, “Madame, do you think my stick is thick enough?”
Before Mu Wanqing even had time to get angry when she heard him calling her his wife, she saw Song Qingshu standing aside holding a branch with the thickness of a thigh. She felt that she would go crazy!
“It doesn’t have to be so thick, change to the thickness similar to your fingers.” Mu Wanqing almost couldn’t wait for a chance to shoot this wicked person to death.
“Oh, your body can’t bear such a thick stick, you should’ve told me earlier.” Song Qingshu muttered while turning around.
Mu Wanqing was so angry that she almost broke through her acupuncture points. She looked at him suspiciously and found that he was still that same stupid young man. So, she could only speak to him fiercely, “Little Fool, if I find out that you are doing all this on purpose to tease me, I will definitely kill you.”
“Lady, what is teasing?” Song Qingshu turned around and looked at her in confusion.
“You…” Mu Wanqing almost felt suffocated, and impatiently said, “It’s nothing, go look for a branch.”
“Oh~” Song Qingshu looked and looked, and finally found a suitable stick, “Lady, what should I do now?”
“I was tapped on the Yaoshu (weist) acupoint. You can hit my lower acupoint with a branch to unseal that acupuncture point.” Mu Wanqing said that while the roots of her ears turned red.
“What…Where is the lower acupoint?” Song Qingshu asked with a pair of wide open eyes that knew no evils of this world. In fact, there was a special technique for acupuncture in the “Nine Yin Scripture”. So, how could he not know this? He just wanted to tease this beautiful lady, so he asked about it even though he knew.
Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment, but still said, “Inner thigh…”
Her voice became lower and lower, and turned her head away in embarrassment after she finished speaking.
“That’s it~” Song Qingshu thoughtfully spoke up. But, just as Mu Wanqing wanted to speak some more, she found that he was poking around her inner thigh with a wooden stick.
“That place is wrong!” Mu Wanqing cried out, “It’s three inches above the knee.”
When Song Qingshu noticed Mu Wanqing’s tears falling like broken pearls one by one on the grass beside her, his heart felt stuffed, and his movements slowed down.
Any man wouldn’t bear to tease her anymore when she looked like a pear flower in the rain. Song Qingshu was a man, so he also was no exception to that.
After he tapped her lower acupuncture point with the branch, Mu Wanqing finally regained control of her body. She turned over and jumped up, raising her sleeve arrow to shoot Song Qingshu to death.
She had already planned out how to fix this stinky boy who made her so miserable, but at this moment, when she saw him looking up at with his innocent and silly look, she couldn’t bear to do it.
A layer of mist appeared on her beautiful eyes again. Mu Wanqing squatted down, buried her head between her thighs and started crying.
“Lady, why are you crying?” Song Qingshu asked cluelessly from the side.
“Go away! Auuuoo~” Mu Wanqing continued to cry and became more sad. At first, she was only sad about the grievances she received today. Later, when she thought that she and Duan Yu were not fated to be together, she couldn’t help but feel even more sad and felt that God was too cruel.
Finally, her crying gradually subsided. Mu Wanqing’s eyes were red and swollen, and she raised her head to see that Song Qingshu hadn’t left, but fell asleep under the big tree beside her.
“Puff!” Seeing his drooling look, Mu Wanqing couldn’t hold back and laughed for a moment.
“Lady, you’re awake~” Song Qingshu quickly opened his eyes and giggled.
She didn’t know why, but Mu Wanqing didn’t feel that angry this time. She was introverted by nature. Because of the environment she was in while growing up, she had no friends. After learning that Duan Yu was her own brother, she collapsed completely, and had no one she could talk to. It made her feel even more lonely in the world. This fool, although looked stupid, it seemed that he really cared about her.
“Little Fool, what’s your name?” Mu Wanqing asked, wiping the tears on her cheek with the back of her hand.
“You already know that my name is Little Fool, and you still ask me what is it? You are so stupid.” Song Qingshu grinned.
“Your name is really Little Fool?” Mu Wanqing was feeling quite surprised. How could a parent give a child such a name?
“Yes, my mother gave it to me, but unfortunately she is not here anymore.” Song Qingshu thought of his mother from his previous life, and felt sad.
She originally wanted to comfort him, but the inexperienced Mu Wanqing realized that she didn’t know how to comfort him, her Tsundere attributes suddenly kicked in, and she remained silent.
“By the way, where is your home?” After a while, Mu Wanqing realized that it was getting late. She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to go down the mountain today. She was also worried that she would run into Yun Zhonghe again and decided to stay with this fool. He would act as her free bodyguard. As for the issue of him being a man, Mu Wanqing glanced at him and automatically excluded him from the category of men.
“Home…after my mother was gone, I have no home,” Song Qingshu’s nose felt sour, “Later, any place under the heavens became my home. Wherever there is a cave, there is my home.”
Mu Wanqing looked at him sympathetically. No wonder this fool was so stupid, he had been living like a savage, so of course his IQ was abnormal.
“Then where did you live during these few days?” The cold wind blew, Mu Wanqing looked at the sky, and estimated that there would be heavy rain in a while. But at the moment she just wanted to quickly find a shelter, otherwise she would get wet when it rains. It would be troublesome if she got sick.
Song Qingshu’s eyes lit up, and his hand pointed to the side of the cliff, where he had been living these few days.
Mu Wanqing came to the edge of the cliff with suspicion, grabbed the big tree on the side, stretched her head to look down, and only saw the clouds and mist. His home was nowhere to be seen. And she angrily said, “You lied to me!”
“No no,” Song Qingshu hurriedly waved his hands, “If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you to see it with your own eyes.”
“How will you take me there?” Mu Wanqing stared at him blankly.
“You just have to hold on and jump down with me.” Song Qingshu grinned.
Mu Wanqing felt angry again, but quickly recovered her calm. She no longer had a fate with her beloved Duan Yu in this life. She felt as if she was already dead, so she didn’t think much even if she jumped and fell to her death with him. However, if the future generations found their remains, wouldn’t they think that they were a pair of lovers who died in the name of love?
Song Qingshu noticed Mu Wanqing’s face turning blue and white, and then she shuddered all over her body, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, are you going?”
Mu Wanqing smiled sadly, thinking to herself that she could imagine so much even when she was about to die, so she nodded very simply.
Song Qingshu laughed and came closer to her, wrapped his left hand around her soft waist, and hugged Mu Wanqing tightly in his arms.
Mu Wanqing finally came to her senses and was about to resist, but Song Qingshu leaped and jumped off the cliff.
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