In Qi Ni's room, Liang Ze looked at the man nestled at his feet, covered his face and smiled lightly.

"Yes, that's it~ a little heavier..." Liang Ze said in a low voice, his body relaxed and half leaned on the imperial concubine bed, his eyes half closed.When the man kneeling at his feet heard his words, his eyes couldn't help shaking, and his subordinates moved more attentively.

"Mu Yang, your massage gestures are becoming more and more proficient." After a while, Liang Zecai said lazily, pulling out his feet, with a slightly tired expression.

"I made a special trip to learn the technique of foot massage from the teacher, as long as Liang Ze likes it!" Mu Yang half-kneeled, holding Liang Ze's hand in one hand, and said affectionately, "If you like it, I will do it." I will fight for you even if you go down the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire."

"It's disgusting!" Liang Ze kicked him away violently, "Can a big man talk so hypocritically?"

"Yes, yes, Liang Ze... But, when will you be willing to..."

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Liang Ze waved his hands, put his feet that were as white as ceramics into his clothes, looked at him sternly, and said coldly, "I lost my appetite. Sorry, I'm not in the mood today."

"But……"

Liang Ze has always been unwilling to pay too much attention to these prodigal sons. If people's appetites are tantalized, they often lose interest, propping their cheeks with one hand, absent-minded: "Muyang, I don't want to repeat it a second time, you know I've always been impatient. Besides, I hate being stalked by others."

When Mu Yang heard this, he knew that Liang Ze was angry.Liang Ze has always been the most difficult man in the pavilion. Sometimes he is cold and arrogant, sometimes he is passionate.Most men are mean, the more they are like this, the more elegant and refined they feel, the more attractive they feel!Damn tempting!

Little did they know that Liang Ze really wasn't in the mood to play with them any longer, he would go to hell with all the tricks he indulged in!

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, Liang Ze darkened most of his face, threw the teacup by his side out suddenly, looked angrily at Mu Yang begging for mercy and escaped out of the room before he lost his expression.

The door suddenly creaked open.

"You're not finished yet!" Liang Ze shouted.

"What?" Ye Xiaoming stood at the door and asked coldly, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but your temper has grown."

"It's you." Liang Ze raised his eyes, looked at him brightly, and pouted slightly: "You don't know, Mu Yang under your command has been harassing me, and I just kicked him out just now."

Liang Zeyi stepped forward: "Young Master Jun is not with me, I never thought Young Master Ye would still remember me."

"Young yin and yang are strange."

"Everyone under your command can tease me, why don't you complain?"

"You put away your delicate and contrived expression, maybe I can clean it up for you."

"That's what you said!" Liang Ze's mood suddenly improved, and he pulled Ye Xiaoming to sit beside the bed, "A few days ago, I composed a new piece of music, come and listen to it."

"What song?"

Liang Ze gave him a squinting look: "Acacia Song."

Although Liang Ze is unreliable as a person, his composition is excellent.He took out the flute upright, and blew a song of lovesickness melodiously.

Like weeping like complaining, like blaming a lover, and softly singing like a baby, suddenly changing the voice, like sweet, like sour, and slowly melted into an unspeakable faint sadness... But in the end, it suddenly became fierce When I wake up, I don't have any rules, and it sounds extremely ugly...

Ye Xiaoming said sharply: "It's more like a song about killing each other."

"Hmph." Liang Ze snorted coldly, "It's because you can still hear it."

[Ming Shuangchang, National Day Celebration~(≧▽≦)/~]

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