The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

It's winter.

Although it wasn't snowing, it was freezing cold outside. Fu Junze asked Changshou to take a big cloak and wrapped it around Zhu Wenlang's body, who had a big belly but was thin and frail. He also put a stove in his hand. Help him out of the warm room.

The cold wind blows in the face, straight to the heart.

He hurriedly gathered the fox fur cloak on his body, looking at the big tree with withered leaves by the courtyard wall, this was the first time he spent the winter at home.

In previous years, as soon as late autumn came, he would set off to Zhuangzi in the south for the winter.

The reason why I didn't go this year is because Zhu Wenlang - Zhu Wenlang is pregnant and it is not suitable for a long journey, and he is not worried about leaving him in the city lord's mansion.

Can feel the bitter cold wind so clearly...

Suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, he raised his hand to his lips, coughed and was pushed back unexpectedly.

"I……"

Subconsciously pushing him away, Zhu Wenlang stood there at a loss.

Chang Changshou supported the young city lord in time, and stared at Zhu Wenlang with fire-breathing eyes.

"It's okay."

Fu Junze waved back Chang Changshou, and gently comforted Zhu Wenlang who was restless: "I'm not in good health, and I can't stop coughing when the cold wind blows. You are pregnant, so it's normal to be careful."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to distance himself from Zhu Wenlang.

No one knew what was going on in his mind, but he just raised his eyes and looked at the figure fighting in the air.Two figures flickered from left to right, chasing and fighting in mid-air. He tried hard to see the moves of the two of them fighting clearly, but the speed of the two of them was so fast that one could only hear their voices but could not catch their figures. .

Fu Junze saw the god for a moment, and then he didn't notice that Zhu Wenlang beside him was looking at him hesitantly.

Zhu Wenlang wanted to apologize, but couldn't.

In the past six months, the other party has treated him meticulously, so that he has become accustomed to this kind of tenderness—but recently, he always feels that the other party is a little different.

Take the case of the cough.

Since the beginning of winter, Fu Junze has been coughing from time to time.

The other party didn't need him to remind him, every time he wanted to cough, he would consciously turn his back on him, and he had never coughed in front of him, but just now the other party didn't know whether he forgot or something, and he actually coughed on the top of his head, he was too much The child who cared about his stomach subconsciously pushed him away.

Zhu Wenlang rubbed his belly, lowered his eyelids and silently blushed.

And Fu Junze was all focused on the intertwined phantom in mid-air, he didn't notice his abnormality at all.

The movements at the City Lord's Mansion naturally attracted the attention of other people in Fu Yangcheng.

The Patriarch of Baili stood on the roof of his house with his hands behind his back. Behind him was a half-grown boy—after the ups and downs of Baili's family and Baili Sheng's abolishment, he thought that the big house should learn a lesson, but unexpectedly his big son Kun's daughter-in-law is still restless, and once threatened by Zhu Qi's family, she actually got involved in Zhu's family without telling her.

In a rage, he expelled Dafang's family back to his hometown, and set his sights on the eldest grandson of Erfang.

At this moment, he watched the fight at the City Lord's Mansion and sighed deeply.

"Grandpa, why are you sighing?" the little boy asked.

Patriarch Baili shook his head and didn't say anything, but he felt particularly uneasy.

His elder daughter-in-law, Kun, killed the father of the young man from the Zhu family next to the ancestor of the Fu family. He had inquired before that the boy was in retreat, and the ancestor of the Fu family had remained silent.

This kind of thing can't be hidden, once the young man of Zhu's family leaves the customs and finds out that Patriarch Zhu has only one breath left, and that he is a blood relative, how will he treat Baili's family?

On the Zhu family's side, Zhu Qi, who was sent to a remote courtyard by the new head of the family, also saw the entangled figure in mid-air.

At that time, he was starching and washing his clothes in the yard, and seeing the direction of the fight, he picked up the mallet and walked into the house cursingly. After a while, there was a miserable cry for help from inside.

When the cries for help gradually became hoarse, the guards guarding the door broke into the smelly room and pulled away the mad Zhu Qishi.

Mrs. Zhu Qi didn't struggle, just grinned grinningly at Zhu Yeqing, who was as thin as a haggard man with no human figure on the bed, and said with a smile: "Screaming, why don't you scream? Quickly call your little bastard to save you!"

The guard held his breath and dragged Zhu Qi out of the room.

Throwing him on the ground in disgust, and warning him not to torment him to death, he just left, ignoring the dying people inside.

The fight between Yan and Fu Yu continued until sunset.

As long as they fought, Fu Junze watched for as long as they stayed until the sky was dark, the two of them, who were as fast as lightning, gradually slowed down, and then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they flew down from the midair and returned to Jin Lan garden.

Patriarch Baili was stunned.

Fu Junze, who saw the faces of the two of them at a close distance, was also stunned. Only City Lord Fu rushed to Jinlan Garden immediately.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw the old ancestor proudly pinch the young man's arm, and said softly, "How about this strength?"

"Okay."

The little boy sat lazily on the chair, half-closed his eyes and said lazily: "I'm hungry after beating for so long, please ask the kitchen to get me something to eat first."

"You ah you!"

Fu Yu raised his finger and nodded his nose affectionately, and raised his eyes to tell the attendants to go to the kitchen to prepare food. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of City Lord Fu who was standing at the door, and his movements were unhurried: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Hearing the words, he opened his eyelids with disgust, and a shocked face jumped into his eyes. He raised his brows, and saw City Lord Fu raised his trembling hand, pointed at him and said, "Just now, just now, you were talking to the old ancestor. , learn from each other?"

"It's me." He said.

"You, how could you..."

How old is the little boy?

How long has it been closed?

City Lord Fu seemed to be in a dream, and he couldn't believe it.

"All right……"

Fu Yu finally waited for the young man to leave the customs, how could he have time to deal with the city lord, and said impatiently: "I just leave the customs after hearing tired, I am a little tired, if you have anything to do, you can talk about it later."

After saying that, he stood up holding his breath, and disappeared into the hall in a flash.

Tired of fighting, he let him carry him back to the dormitory, but the other party had just stepped into the dormitory and closed the door with his backhand, and he couldn't wait to press him against the door panel, bowing his head and about to kiss.

He quickly raised his finger to touch the other party's forehead, and squinted at the other party: "Have you found the person?"

Fu Yu's high mood stagnated, and it took a while before he said bitterly: "You have been in seclusion for half a year. The first thing you do when you leave the seclusion is to kick me first, and then fight with me. What you are thinking about now is that Wei Lanshu. miss me?"

"I don't want to." Yan said frankly: "I don't have time to think about it either."

"..." Fu Yu choked for a moment, and suddenly buried his head into his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "But I miss you very much."

As he spoke, he took his hand and pressed it on his chest.

The beating heart "thumped" through the fabric, as if it was violently hitting the atrium, and it was transmitted to the palm of Yan's palm vigorously. voice.

"Have you felt it?"

"It's never been more intense in all the days you've been away," he said.

Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Didn't it be caused by a fight just now?"

His heartbeat was also very fast, and his blood was boiling even more, which was the result of the surge of adrenaline in his body after the fight.

"..." Fu Yu's brewing emotions stagnated, and he raised his head angrily and opened his mouth to bite his lips.

He didn't need to say these things, he should just move his mouth.

Fu Yu took a bite lightly, and waited for a while, seeing that he didn't reject her, she closed her eyes and deepened the kiss, and with half a year's longing, she poured all of it into this kiss.

The candles in the sleeping hall were brightly lit, reflecting Yan's hand stopped in mid-air.

Feeling the cautiousness between his lips and teeth, he paused with his raised hand, suddenly put his arms around the other's waist, turned around and changed positions, turning passivity into initiative—they are both men, so don't be hypocritical if you feel it.

The two kissed all the way from the door to the bedroom.

The clothes were also thrown from the door all the way to the side of the bed.

The two who hadn't seen each other for half a year fought fiercely here, while Fu Junze on the other side was blown by a cold wind all afternoon and fell ill.

People came and went in and out of the yard, Fu Rong stayed by the bed and watched his son's high fever persist, and he didn't bother Zhu Wenlang in silence, even Fu Rong's attendants ignored him, as if Forget about him in general.

This was originally what Zhu Wenlang wished for.

But when he was left out in the cold, he took the initiative to go up again, grabbed his fingers, and asked dryly: "City Lord Kun, how is the situation of Fu, Young City Master Fu?"

Fu Rong looked up at him, and sneered: "My son protects you in every possible way, and you almost broke your heart, but you knew that he was not in good health, and let him blow the cold wind in the yard all afternoon. Came to ask him how the situation is, why? Is it because you are afraid that no one will protect your little life and the bastard in your belly?"

The word "wild species" stimulated Zhu Wenlang.

Anger stained his pupils, and his fingers were tightly clenched together: "Don't go too far."

"Am I going too far?"

Fu Rong lowered his voice, and said disdainfully: "You and Bailisheng have only been married for a few days, but you are found to be half a month pregnant, isn't it just a bastard who has no match? If it wasn't for my son, you would think that I can tolerate you until now ?”

When this matter was mentioned, Fu Rong's stomach became angry.

If he knew that the Kunzi of the Zhu family had such a style, even if he was a pure spirit, he would not have settled for this marriage.The trouble caused the old ancestor to stand up for the son of Zhu's son himself, and the son also had a deep-rooted love for this prodigal son of Kunzi, and it was too late to regret it.

Thinking of this, he stared at Zhu Wenlang with red eyes.

The angry Zhu Wenlang was so frightened by the viciousness in his eyes that he held his stomach and backed away again and again. When he turned around and wanted to run away, a cold voice reached his ears: "I tell you Zhu Wenlang, if something happens to my son, I want you and the bastard in your belly to be buried with my son!"

Zhu Wenlang couldn't help shivering, fled the house in a hurry, and hid in the side room next door.

As if he was afraid that the other party would come after him, he closed the door and pressed his back against the door panel. While breathing, it seemed that this could give him a little sense of security, but there were footsteps outside from time to time, which made him tremble. The hanging heart never dared to let go.

He just leaned against the door panel like this, and it didn't know how long it took until there was no movement outside, and then he propped up his weak legs and turned to open a crack in the door.

Through the crack of the door, the person guarding the yard disappeared. He let out a heavy sigh of relief, opened the door and went back to the main house with his brow covered in cold sweat.

There was only one candle left in the main house, he thought Fu Junze was still unconscious.

But as soon as he entered the main room, the strong smell of medicine rushed over and made him feel nauseated, when he heard Fu Junze say weakly: "Sorry, I have troubled you, I have already asked Changsheng to tidy up the bedding for you, so I wronged you Go to the side room to rest for a few nights, and you can move back when I recover."

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