delicate flowers and weeds

The exquisite and complicated Yingying chandelier shines charmingly, reflecting the marble floor light, and what you can see is the huanghuali wood and its intricate carvings.

Her body is very soft, as if trapped in a cloud, and even the smell from the tip of her nose is extravagant. It is a limited men's fragrance of the D family this year, but it is not the smell that Tanghua likes.

Tang Hua struggled to open his eyes.

where am i?

He woke up in Tangjing's garden yesterday, feeling bored, so he went to the courtyard to relax. The small bridge and flowing water, antique, give people a very gentle and happy feeling. The reason why his brother put him here may be to let him change it. The environment nourishes the mind.

He walked through the Jiuqu corridor, and a flashing black shadow passed him by. Tang Hua instinctively kicked back, but missed it, and then the pain came from his neck, and he tried hard to see clearly That person finally failed, and he lost consciousness and passed out.

When you wake up again, it's here.

Tang Hua stretched out his hand and looked. There was an obvious needle hole on the originally thin white wrist. His heart sank, but his mind was thinking rapidly: it should not be a drug, but a drug similar to a tranquilizer.

He was so weak that he couldn't even push himself out of bed.

The door was opened, Jiang Mingyuan walked in, he brought a tray with some food on it, his face was like spring, good things were coming, all the depression and forbearance were swept away, he was finally eager to try and release the beast in his heart from the cage.

"Yo, you're awake, little flower? Do you want to eat or not, I'll feed you."

Tang Hua was leaning on the bed, he was wearing a white shirt, his eyes were drooping, and his eyes were so cold: "It really is you, Jiang Mingyuan, are you crazy?"

Jiang Mingyuan sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch Tang Hua's face, and was not angry when he turned his head away. He blew on the porridge in his hand, and smiled: "Come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you..."

In the next second, Tang Hua directly reached out and hit the bowl on the ground, with a bad tone: "Don't play with me, Jiang Mingyuan, what on earth do you want to do, if you are sick, go to the doctor, I don't have time to play with you."

"What do I want to do?"

"Little Hua'er, don't you really know?"

"I want you. I thought so when we met for the first time. You don't know that I didn't sleep all night. My mind was full of you. You are obviously a man. I don't know how you look. Your skin is so white. So tender... Just thinking about it makes me feel so excited..."

Jiang Mingyuan looked carefully into Tang Hua's eyes.

The most beautiful part of this flower carefully raised by Tang's family is the eyes. At this moment, there are finally emotional fluctuations in these cold eyes because of him. First, there is a brief daze, and then there is a monstrous rage. .

When they first met, the other party looked at him that way.

Jiang Mingyuan felt extremely excited, his eyes were bloodshot, and the ends of his eyes were full of madness.

"I get even more excited when I think about it, I really can't stand it."

Tanghua almost died of anger on the spot.

He couldn't tell what it felt like, but negative emotions such as anger, nausea, being humiliated, etc. rushed up, which could almost dilute the sedative in his body.

He stretched out his hand and slapped it.

The outstretched hand was blocked, Jiang Mingyuan's eyes were glued to his wrist, and he continued to lick his lips: "Little Hua'er, there are only two of us here, if you don't want to be cried by my sun, you'd better Learn not to get angry, otherwise I won't worry about you not being full yet."

"But speaking of it, your birthday is coming soon, little flower, it's next week... Speaking of which, I've been waiting for this day for too long." Jiang Mingyuan got up and went out after hanging up the phone, but closed the door I smiled when I was there, "That day, I will give you a gift, little flower, as long as you want, I can give you the Jiang family."

"I do not want to."

God knows how Tang Hua can still remain calm now, even if he is living under the fence, his face is not flustered, and his good family cultivation can be seen at a glance, but his tone of voice is cold, and the temperature in the room can be dropped by three to five degrees.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is there something in trouble? Let me think about it. It's from my brother, Jiang Mingyuan. You'd better think clearly if you can move me?"

Sitting on the bed, he maintained a condescending manner, and his lips twitched, his words were full of disgust: "I don't care what illness you have, it has nothing to do with me, and who do you think I am? Clubhouse Is it the rabbit master? Is it someone you can imprison whenever you want? You overestimate yourself, Jiang Mingyuan, what you have done is really disgusting."

"Disgusting? I'm disgusting?" Jiang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, his tone was dangerous, "I'm really looking forward to my birthday, can you say this in bed."

The door was closed, and Tang Hua picked up the bowl on the bed cabinet and smashed it hard. The moment the door was closed, there was a loud noise, ceramics splashed everywhere, but it didn't hit the person who should be hit.

His hands were shaking with anger, his chest heaved with the lingering anger after being humiliated.

The young master's hand bones were protruding, and the veins were criss-crossing on his slender wrists, which was shocking. He put the back of his hands on his forehead, feeling a little wronged for a moment.

This kind of grievance came from nowhere, and with this moment as the origin, it expanded rapidly, almost annihilating him. For a moment, he actually had the urge to cry.

And the longing for Fei Cao is like a wildfire, surging up in an instant.

Tang Hua almost burst into tears, he curled himself up and buried his head in his arms.

He grew up smoothly since he was a child, and was held in the palm of his hand. He has never faced the hurt and malice of others. Even if he was kidnapped when he was eight years old, he was rescued by Fei Cao, a hero from heaven.

He seems to have returned to the year when he was eight years old, trapped in a dark abyss, exhausted and unable to move, dripping water out of despair.

But that year, his unrivaled hero appeared.

And now...

The window was opened, and Tang Hua, whose eyes were blurred with tears, even felt that what he had been injected was not a sedative, but some kind of drug that could make people feel hallucinatory.

Otherwise, how could he explain that he saw Fei Cao?

His boyfriend was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his face was cold, his eyes were black and blue, and he looked haggard, but even so, he was surprisingly handsome. He jumped off the high window with agility and landed steadily.

Tang Hua heard her heart beat twice.

Suddenly those raging grievances also disappeared.

Fei Cao has such magic power, just looking at him can make him feel better.

Almost instinctively, when Tang Hua realized he was already hanging on Fei Cao's body, he buried his head in his boyfriend's arms greedily, and accused him of crimes with his fingers.

The voice is hoarse with a weeping sound.

"Fei Cao, why did you come here, you don't even know how much I miss you, my parents didn't let me see you, and made me kneel in the ancestral hall...Jiang Mingyuan locked me here, why did you come... ..."

The three words "kneeling in the ancestral hall" seemed to turn on some kind of switch, Fei Cao's heart twitched violently, the pain was severe, he stretched out his hand to wipe Tang Hua's eyes, hot tears burned his hand.

"Sorry, little flower, I'm late."

"It's my fault for making you feel wronged."

Fei Cao's eyes are still as deep as the sea, looking extremely charming, as if it can hold everything in the world, but at the moment the end of the eyes is a little red, looking extremely self-blaming.

He must have suffered more than himself these few days.

Tang Hua buried herself in his chest, rubbed against him like a cat, wanted to say "I'm fine", but didn't say it, because Fei Cao kissed him suddenly.

The window was open, the wind blew away the despair in the room, the breath gushing on his face was scorching hot, Fei Cao rolled down densely with uneasiness and anxiety, put his hands on his waist, and rubbed him tightly arms.

The kiss was tentative and cautious at first, but later it was menacing.

It contains the thoughts of two people for so long.

Tang Hua fell on the bed, he had nowhere to escape, and he didn't want to escape.

The kiss was unexpected and exactly what he wanted.

Maybe it's because he's been holding it in for too long, the yearning for this person hits the atrium all the time, his lips and teeth are tearing, if the tranquilizer in his body hasn't dissipated, Tang Hua thought, he would definitely turn against the guest.

The kiss blew away the restlessness of the two teenagers.

After the kiss was over, Fei Cao fell beside him, her eyes were deep, her brows finally relaxed, her voice was firm and gentle: "Little Hua'er, I'm going back to Fang's house, now no one can stop us from being together. "

"Go home?"

Tang Hua was stunned, "You were the one who called Jiang Mingyuan, did you distract him?"

"Hush!" Fei Cao put a finger on Tang Hua's lips, her eyelids closed slightly, her words were filled with murderous intent, "Don't mention his name, Xiao Huaer, I won't Let him go."

If it is said that the fact that Tang Hua was trapped in Tang's house made Fei Cao anxious, and made the young man try his best to reach the sky in one step, and took out all his things to negotiate with Tang's father and son in an open and aboveboard manner, then he learned that Tang Hua was taken away by Jiang Mingyuan , It will only make Fei Cao so angry that he almost loses his senses, and wants to break into Jiang's house at night.

It was Mr. Fang who stopped him from behind: "Fei Cao, are you crazy? What are you going to do?"

Fei Cao didn't look back: "I'm going to Jiang's house and bring him back."

Mr. Fang slapped him across the face: "Be sober, do you know what you are doing? The Jiang family has been in the army for generations, and there are bodyguards guarding the place where you live. You have nothing to say, who gave you the courage to run in?"

Fei Cao wiped the blood from her mouth, but didn't listen to the words: "Enough beating? Out of anger? Then can I go?"

"Stop!" Mr. Fang poked the ground with his crutches, "Fei Cao, stop. Let me ask you, do you think you are great? Do you not take those bodyguards seriously? You keep saying that you love Tanghua, and you don't hesitate to sit with me at the negotiating table and use up all your bargaining chips, but now, in my opinion, this so-called love is nothing compared to bullshit!"

"Where's your calmness? Where's your rationality? Why don't I know that my grandson is such a bloody man? Let me ask you, even if you broke in, do you know where he is? Is such a big commotion enough for Jiang Mingyuan?" Transfer him away? Even if you find him, have you thought about the future? How will Tang Shiru pass the test? You are exacerbating the process of the Tang family sending him away."

Fei Cao froze his figure, and after a while, he turned his head and took a few deep breaths, but his expression was still ugly: "I see, Grandpa."

"Thank you for your teaching, I have a solution."

So he went to see Tang Jing, and they joined forces for the first time, Tang Jing was responsible for escorting Jiang Mingyuan away, and he sneaked into Jiang's house.

With unprecedented panic, he walked half a circle around Jiang's house, finally found Tang Hua, and his heart fell to the ground.