After the Destiny Child was reborn

Liang Jingzhan suppressed a smile, closed his eyes and waited for him to come.

He knew that Fu Yanning was walking towards him.

Although the sound of Fu Yanning's footsteps was not obvious, the light fragrance of flowers entered Liang Jingzhan's nose first.

The quilt was also lifted, and Liang Jingzhan felt a hand touch his body, and finally touched his hand.

The moment his hands touched, Liang Jingzhan's mind was stimulated by the coolness of his hands and became more sober.

It's not a dream this time either.

Liang Jingzhan resisted the urge to grab that hand at any time, allowing Fu Yanning's hand to cover his wrist.

Liang Jingzhan felt his heart beat faster, and his strong heartbeat kept echoing in his ears.

No, if you let him feel the pulse, sooner or later a flaw will be discovered.

Liang Jingzhan withdrew his hand at once.

He slowly opened his eyes, moved his fingers, and spoke without any strength: "Fu... Fu Shizhong is that you? I know... who is the person who poisoned Marquis Xiao Chuan."

Fu Yanning also retracted the hand that was placed beside him. He looked down at the old injury on the back of Liang Jingzhan's hand, and asked coldly, "Who is it?"

Liang Jingzhan touched his heart, and the light in his eyes swirled: "Shouldn't Fu Shizhong care about me first?"

Fu Yanning glanced at the pitiful appearance, his heart hardened, and his voice became a little heavier, emphasizing his purpose of coming: "The minister is only here to ask for an answer."

Hearing what he said, Liang Jingzhan knew that Fu Yanning was lying again.

He didn't want to expose Fu Yanning, but seeing his prudish appearance as an old monk, Liang Jingzhan couldn't help but want to see his anxiety and embarrassment after being exposed.

His eyes lit up with a sly light: "If Fu Shizhong wanted to ask for an answer, why did he touch my hand and feel my pulse as soon as he came here? What else could he do if he didn't care about me?"

Fu Yanning was still making weak excuses, and he pinched the sheets with his hands on the bed: "I don't have any."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Liang Jingzhan refused to admit it, so he teased and said, "Even if Fu Shizhong wants an answer, he has to make me feel comfortable before he can speak, right?"

Fu Yanning looked up at him, his eyes seemed to be foggy and bewildered, as if he was asking Liang Jingzhan what to do.

Seeing him so ignorant, a little bit of conscience in Liang Jingzhan's heart also surfaced.

But thinking of Fu Yanning's stinging tone in his usual speech, that rare conscience was suppressed by him in the blink of an eye.

Liang Jingzhan put his hand on his forehead and said weakly, "Fu Shizhong, I have a headache, can Fu Shizhong rub it for me?"

Fu Yanning moved her fingers: "Your Highness means that as long as I help His Highness rub his forehead, His Highness will tell you the clue?"

Liang Jingzhan looked at his fingers that seemed to be pulled by a thread, and his slender eyes turned up: "Of course."

Fu Yanning moved his hands, but his body still remained motionless.

Liang Jingzhan didn't urge him either, he put his head on Fu Yanning's body and rested his head on Fu Yanning's lap.

The legs under the head were soft, but there was still a cold air. Liang Jingzhan felt the cold air seep into the back of his head, which stimulated him to wake up even more.

Liang Jingzhan looked up at Fu Yanning's panicked expression, his eyes bent: "Didn't Fu Shizhong rub my forehead for me?"

Facing Liang Jingzhan's smile, Fu Yanning was speechless. He turned his eyes to other places and said coldly, "Your Highness, get up."

Liang Jingzhan naturally refused to get up like this before he got any bargain.

He squeezed a small amount of Fu Yanning's clothing, shook it like other little girls coquettishly, and laughed with his face up, with a three-pointed innocent smile on his face, seven-pointed rascal.

Liang Jingzhan blinked at Fu Yanning again and again, pretending to be pitiful: "Fu Shizhong, I'm so tired today, help me rub my forehead, okay?"

Liang Jingzhan felt as if he had sugar in his mouth, and the words he said were all sweet and greasy.

This trick he only learned a few days ago.

One night when he was on the street, he saw a young couple arguing fiercely and fiercely, and there was a tendency to fight at any time.

Especially next to the small lake, Liang Jingzhan was afraid that they would both fall into the lake and become desperate mandarin ducks if they got excited, so they stopped and listened, thinking that he could persuade them before they started fighting. .

In less than a quarter of an hour, Liang Jingzhan felt that standing here was unnecessary.

The two people who had been arguing over a trivial matter for a second, after the girl tilted her head and leaned on her husband, pinched his husband's small piece of fabric and scolded "dead ghost" coquettishly. , back to good again.

The two of them hugged each other again as if nothing had happened, and the dirty words that the man hadn't finished saying disappeared with the wind in a moment. Liang Jingzhan looked at the man's whole body as if it was soft, and hugged the girl and said A "lady" called.

After Liang Jingzhan realized that he was busy, he left the lake angrily.

Afterwards, he came to a conclusion that most men might not be able to resist this movement of pulling and dangling their clothes.

Anyway, if it was on him, it would definitely be unbearable, and I don't know if it would work if it was on Fu Yanning.

Seeing Fu Yanning's eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, Liang Jingzhan knew it. Sure enough, Fu Yanning also took this trick.

Having tasted the sweetness, Liang Jingzhan continued to tug at the small piece of cloth on his body: "Fu Shizhong...I have a headache."

Fu Yanning, who had never dared to look him in the eye, and who was still looking at me with a beauty on her face, was finally willing to answer him:

"Isn't Your Highness seriously injured?"

Liang Jingzhan: "Huh???"

Almost forgot his excuse.

Liang Jingzhan changed his words, "I was injured." He touched his heart, frowned and looked at him pitifully, "He slapped me here too, and it hurts when I speak, Fu Shizhong wants to treat it for me." ?"

Fu Yanning was stunned, half-believing in his words.

In order to convince him, Liang Jingzhan hurriedly said: "He also poisoned me, and there is only one way to detoxify."

Fu Yanning looked down at him hesitantly, then turned his gaze away.

As if just looking at it was like making a big mistake.

Fu Yanning looked at a certain place in the room without squinting: "What way?"

"It's easy to say, as long as someone is here..." Liang Jingzhan pointed to his lips, his eyes curved into a smile, "When you touch your lips here, you can detoxify."

Fu Yanning glanced at him briefly when he pointed at the corner of his lips, and then looked away: "Why didn't I know there was such a poison? The solution is so strange."

"Does Fu Shizhong not believe me?" Liang Jingzhan thought of the mulberries on the plate, and he had an idea, "Did Fu Shizhong see that my mouth has turned purple?"

Fu Yanning didn't look at him, but nodded silently.

He noticed it as soon as he came in.

That's why he had a little trust when Liang Jingzhan said that he was poisoned.

Liang Jingzhan saw that he believed him a little, so he continued to think of ways to coax him: "Then Fu Shizhong can try it, and you will know if it works."

This time, Fu Yanning blurted out without thinking too much: "I'm afraid it's not right."

Liang Jingzhan didn't expect to be devastated.

I originally thought that Fu Yanning was innocent and easy to deceive, but who knew that after coaxing him for so long, he didn't get any benefit at all, this is the case now, and it was the same before.

Not long after, a bigger smile appeared on his face. Looking at Fu Yanning's chin, he stretched out his arms to wrap around his neck: "How will you know if Fu Shizhong doesn't try? If I die from poison, Fu Shizhong There will be no more clues to frame the real culprit of Brother Huang."

Fu Yanning's face was tense, he looked at a corner of the room, seemed to be in a daze, and his eyes lost their spirits when he spoke: "Your Highness, do you really want to continue the investigation?"

Liang Jingzhan felt that the skin and flesh on Fu Yanning's neck tightened when he spoke, and his expression seemed to be nervous.

And what Fu Yanning just asked just now gave him a bad feeling.

As long as the prince is mentioned, Fu Yanning's behavior is not right, but there is a little guilt hidden in Fu Yanning's eyes, which makes his unstoppable suspicion grow like weeds.

Liang Jingzhan didn't want to think deeply, and he didn't dare to think deeply, and he was also afraid that Fu Yanning would suddenly say other words that would fuel his suspicion.

He sat up slowly, with his arms still wrapped around the back of Fu Yanning's neck, his eyes were gentle like water, a gentleness that had never been seen before.

He believed that Fu Yanning would not lie to him. As for why he would not lie to him, Liang Jingzhan hadn't thought of a sufficient reason, but he didn't want to bother.

How can there be a reason for everything?He believed in Fu Yanning, and he didn't need a reason.

Liang Jingzhan slowly moved closer to his absent-minded face until the two sides touched each other, breathing intertwined with each other.

Fu Yanning regained consciousness in an instant. He pushed Liang Jingzhan's chest with his hands, and hid his head back to avoid Liang Jingzhan's approach.

But Liang Jingzhan held his neck tightly, and Fu Yanning couldn't struggle. He opened his eyes and looked at the face of the man who was close at hand, and the methodical breath sprayed on his face.

The lips were also slowly pressed by the other lip, and Fu Yanning slowly fell into the intoxicating kiss, her head was dizzy and swollen, and all the strength in her body was taken away by the kiss, as if the one who was kissing him was a seductive spirit. Angry goblin.

But Fu Yanning lost his mind again. Liang Jingzhan didn't rush when doing other things, and he kissed slowly and methodically, looking more like a goblin enjoying his prey.

His lips were slowly traced by another soft lip, Fu Yanning felt that he had fallen into a pool of drowning spring water, and his whole body was numb, as if an electric current passed through his body from time to time.

Fu Yanning also completely lost his strength, and his body couldn't hold on.

Liang Jingzhan put his arm around his waist and slowly pushed him down on the couch.

I don't know if it was because he was comfortable or because he was really sleepy, Fu Yanning's eyes slowly closed, his eyelashes trembled weakly a few times, and the hand that was pushing Liang Jingzhan's hot chest gave up struggling and slowly slipped go down.

Just after he closed his eyes, Fu Yanning's mouth suddenly felt a pain, and he opened his eyes instantly.

The haze in his eyes dissipated, leaving only a piece of clarity.

Liang Jingzhan brushed his long eyelashes on his face, his eyes were bent, and his hands slowly touched the jade belt around his waist. His slightly raised lips were slowly separated from his mouth by half an inch, and he said with a smile: "Fu Shizhong knows How long have I been looking forward to this day?"

After Liang Jingzhan finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, and whispered his words in his ear: "Qing..."

Before he could speak the word Ping, Liang Jingzhan was pushed away, and he fell beside Fu Yanning, watching Fu Yanning's beard and hair wet on both sides sticking to his face, his face was flushed, he seemed shy and angry at the same time.

Liang Jingzhan pulled his sleeve, pretending to be pitiful in his eyes, "Fu Shizhong, the poison has not been cured yet, I am in pain."