Seduction of a Young Wife

  Deeply regretful that his own cultivation was insufficient, he was actually struck by him and missed the opportunity to ask for advice.

  However, a certain woman calmly tidied herself up and went to knock on the door.

  Qin Luoshui opened the door and saw it was her, asking in surprise: "How is it you?"

  "Who do you think you are?" The woman retorted with a straight face and an air of confidence.

  "Uh, it's so late, coming here might be a bit inconvenient." Qin Luoshui blocked the door, not letting her in.

  "Didn't you say you were going to teach me a couple of moves?!"

  "You're not learning from me, and you even rewarded me with a heart-piercing punch and a kick in the gut."

  Xiang Hong jumped up, peeked behind him as if she saw something, and gave him a sly smile. She whispered, "I know there's a woman in your room, I've seen who it is. Now come with me to the conference room to watch the video together. Otherwise, I'll shout 'harassment' and everyone will come out, it'll be lively."

  "Hey, have you forgotten that this is my turf? However, why go to the conference room to watch the video when I have it in my room? How about we just do it with the three of us?"

  Qin Luoshui presumptuously teased her and reached out to encircle her waist.

  Xiang Hong gritted her teeth and grabbed Qin Luo's salty pig hand, giving him a ruthless elbow strike. Qin Luo immediately grimaced in pain, bent over, and clutched his abdomen with both hands, his head stubbornly buried in her shoulder as he accused: "You... again... used... poisonous... moves!"

  "Video in the conference room, Prince's several women, go now."

  Xiang Hong struggled to steady herself.

  "My stomach hurts so much, just rub it for me and then go" - a certain man said with a sly smile.

  With a flash of her eyes, Xiang Hong smiled and clenched her fists, then immediately changed her expression to a sly smile: "Or... carrying it on my back is also okay..."

  Xiang Hong glanced sideways at this scoundrel's shameless face, took a deep breath, and opened her mouth as if she was about to shout loudly.

  Qin Luoshui hastily covered her mouth and surrendered.

  Look at this momentum, it's clear that this girl won't give up tonight without achieving her goal. She immediately stood up straight, pretended to rub her stomach, and slapped her on the head: "Is it necessary for you to resort to poison for such a small problem? Let's go!"

  Saying that, he closed the door and led the way forward.

  That day, we watched a video of the daily life of several women around Prince Charles together. At that time, there were many people and no analysis was made, just telling them who looked like whom and they could try to imitate their behavior.

  Xiang Hong thought for a long time, realizing that the key was to determine who to imitate. It wasn't about imitating whoever you liked, but rather figuring out which of those women would most likely catch the interest of Prince Mo.

  Those women are all light mature women, their age and appearance are not much different, outsiders can't understand this problem just by watching a video.

  To solve this problem, Qin Luoshui is the only one who knows the most information.

  Qin Luoshui was also a serious person, and since Xiao had given him such a great opportunity to make money, he wanted to give him a special gift in return, one that would show his appreciation for Xiao's kindness.

  Besides, there are many women who can make this peacock man happy, and it doesn't matter if this girl is one of them. However, the number of women who can make the cold Song Shuyu show some enthusiasm is very small, and judging from the situation, this girl has the greatest possibility.

  If she really managed to get her hooks into Song Shuyu, that would be a great achievement. With him whispering in her ear and giving her orders, he would have succeeded in taming this difficult man, and by then, he would have become the greatest benefactor of the Song family.

  Putting aside his own small private thoughts that couldn't be mentioned in public, he saw that Sang Hong was also teachable, and immediately began to point out each detail on the painting.

  "This model is too stylish, if he has a girlfriend like this, what kind of woman can still catch his eye?"

  The more he looked at Xiang Hong, the more depressing it became, and he couldn't help but sigh.

  Qin Luoshui smiled kindly and said, "Feeling inferior? This isn't the Shang Hong girl I know; actually, this model looks good on stage, but in real life, it's not the case. I remember when Song Shuyu and I watched a fashion show together, he said that when the models came off the stage, their proportions were all wrong, just like a long-legged heron."

  "Cut it out, who's being humble? You're the one being humble! And what about this female officer, do you think she's got a chance?" San Hong was made to feel slightly more at ease by his words.

  "This female officer," said a man after a pause, "has a parched throat." He then cleared his throat with a few coughs.

  A woman looked down disdainfully and hurried over with a cup of water.

  The man took a small sip from her hand with satisfaction: "This woman, growing up in the same big courtyard, having a close relationship, and serving in the army together back then, I think it's quite possible."

  Xiang Hong raised her eyes to look at the video, and the female officer was majestic and elegant. No matter how she looked, she had a strong personality. She pursed her lips: "A big courtyard is big? Door to door? Close relationship? Served in the army together?"

  A man nodded, expecting Shang Hong to be frustrated.

  A woman smiled and took the remote control to fast forward: "This is absolutely hopeless, with such a good opportunity, they should have succeeded long ago."

  The man nodded foolishly, "This view is quite reasonable - ah, my shoulder is so stiff." He said, shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head as if he had something important to do.

  A woman secretly vomited blood, resignedly got up, ran to his back, and gently patted him with her small fists.

  A man narrowed his eyes comfortably and spoke in a guiding tone: "Move to the right a bit, move down a bit, use a bit more force..."

  A certain woman ground her teeth and could only obey, sweetly saying in her mouth: "Qin Ye, this female military doctor looks really gentle."

  The man squinted his eyes and glanced at the screen, saying casually: "This female military doctor, she saved his life."

  "Then will he be grateful to her and repay her with his body?"

  "That's hard to say." A certain man smacked his lips, the force on his shoulders was just right, it really felt too good.

  "If it were you, you would definitely do so; I'm thinking that he might not necessarily do the same. That kind of chauvinistic man treats his lifesaver as a god, and even if he has some feelings for her, he wouldn't dare to offend her in the slightest." San Hong analyzed with a turn of her eyes.

  "Hey, you clearly don't know him, so how are you so familiar with his temperament?"

  This remark also made Qin Luoshui look at him with a different attitude, he turned his eyes to see the screen change people, and immediately spoke: "This is a military school senior sister, only one year older than him."

  "He probably wouldn't fall in love with a woman older than himself."

  "Huh? Why is it impossible?" a curious young man asked.

  "It's said that - just said, liking women older than oneself is usually what young boys do. At your age, you generally like younger people. I think this mindset means holding onto the tail of youth and refusing to get old." The woman spoke with conviction.

  Qin Luoshui was stunned, unwilling to admit defeat? What does it mean?

  It seems that at their age, in this girl's eyes they are actually... old?

  Unparalleled defeat.

  Qin Luoshui was entangled in his thoughts again, and what Sang Hong said seemed to be right, but listening to it somehow made people feel uncomfortable.

  He suppressed his emotions and changed the subject, pointing to the screen and saying: "This last woman is a war correspondent. Does she look familiar to you?"

  Xiang Hong looked carefully and shook her head.

  Qin Luoshui pressed the fast-forward button again, and accompanied her to watch seriously, pointing at the woman inside and saying: "Her name is Mei Xiaonan, currently a war correspondent for Y Country's cable TV news network, also that scoundrel's first love."

  This is a tall and slender young woman, with short hair fluttering in the gentle breeze, her dark eyes filled with deep emotions. She wears a fitted camouflage uniform, with an inflated bulletproof vest on top. In this video, she stands in front of a severely bombed-out hospital in Sarajevo, reporting live.

  Behind her, a team of doctors and nurses were amputating the limbs of a blood-covered warrior.