Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

In the middle of the night, it is a good time for chickens and dogs to steal.

Liang Xuan stood in the corridor, hooked his waist wretchedly, opened the paper window slightly, and leaned forward eagerly. After repeated investigations several times, he got up and walked to the wooden door feeling a little relieved.

He cleared his throat, and carefully pretended to say, "I'm back..."

While talking, he cautiously opened the door, stepped into the room on tiptoe, and saw Murong Ze sleeping on his side, which made people feel extremely at ease.

Covering his mouth and snickering again and again, he slowly moved to the table and put the grilled chicken in his hand on the table, as if he had finally completed a thrilling task, he let out a long sigh of satisfaction and relief.

The matter should have come to an end here, but Liang Xuan just turned his head, before he could step out, Murong Ze suddenly turned over and groaned inexplicably.

Liang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he froze for a long while before swallowing slowly, turning around one by one.

Murong Ze was lying flat, his face turned towards the door, his brows were frowning lightly, his thick and long eyelashes drew two dark arcs on his face, his rosy lips moved slightly, he couldn't hear those murmurs clearly, and slid down his cheeks A few strands of black hair just rested on the lips, trembling slightly with the movement of the lips.

He stretched out both arms as if he was too hot, the quilt was hung crookedly on the edge of the bed, one leg was put on top of the quilt, and the shoulders that could not be covered by the corner were exposed. elegant.

Liang Xuan stared at him for a while, finally sighed silently as if resigned to his fate, and walked over softly and slowly.

Gently moved Murongze's legs to the side, glanced out of the corner of the eye that the person was not awakened, then continued to move with peace of mind, straightened the quilt, then stuffed those two limp arms back, and waited for a while Convinced that he would not kick the quilt again, he nodded slightly in satisfaction, brushed the black silk from his lips lightly, smiled unconsciously, and muttered, "The sleeping posture is really bad..."

"presumptuous……"

The sudden sound made Liang Xuan's face change in fright, and he stared at the person on the bed in horror. He didn't see any signs of opening those breathtaking eyes for a long time, so he patted his heart in an extremely hopeless way to suppress his shock.

Murong Ze smacked his lips and murmured unconsciously, "I've said it all... you won't get lost... Wen Cai, you are so bold..."

After speaking, she pursed her mouth, as if she was really angry with someone, her pretty face was full of anger and grievance, which inexplicably made him feel quite cute.

Who is this person?

Even though Wu Xiang is not as old as the weak crown, he already has an extraordinary bearing, and his body exudes a sense of nobility that cannot be ignored. His martial arts are even more unpredictable, and he can't figure out the way at all.

Liang Xuan stared at the sleeping Murong Ze for a long while, then suddenly remembered that he still didn't know his name.

I really want to know... I really want to know... But if I wake him up at this time, he will definitely die without a burial... But, I still really want to know... What should I do?

He was so troubled, swaying from side to side, unable to make a decision, Liang Xuan was so worried that his intestines were knotted, he glanced at Murong Ze hesitantly, finally gritted his teeth and took a step forward to extend the claws of evil to Nuan Toasty quilt.

Sensing a slight discomfort in the side of the waist, Murong Ze frowned slightly, and unconsciously moved to the side, but unexpectedly, the cold and numb feeling followed him everywhere, making people disgusted and irritable.

Murong Ze suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear but his thinking was dull, he blankly shifted his eyes from the top of the bed to Liang Xuan who was squatting beside the bed with a flattering smile on his face, because he was just sober, his eyes were deep and black, silently exuding a seductive Obsessed with charm.

When Liang Xuan met those eyes, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart, and asked impatiently, "What's your name?"

"Mu..." Murong Ze's head hadn't activated yet, but a word that blurted out woke him up abruptly, and after a moment's pause, he continued calmly, "Mu Ze."

Liang Xuan blinked, tilted his head and said, "Who choose? Choose a tree? Good birds choose a tree to live in?"

Undisguised dislike flashed in Murong Ze's eyes, and he said calmly, "In the Qing Dynasty, I thought of frugality, I wish the gods came to Qingpu, and I will work hard for thousands of years and enjoy the spring together."

Liang Xuan was completely dumbfounded. "A good bird chooses a tree to live in" is already the limit of his knowledge...

Looking at the blankness in Liang Xuan's eyes, Murong Ze was silent for a moment, and finally gave up the hope that he shouldn't have, and said bluntly, "Surf in the grace."

"Oh~~" Liang Xuan was suddenly stunned, grinning without the slightest shame, and even praised intimately, "Good name!"

Murong Ze stared at him expressionlessly, until Liang Xuan couldn't hold back the smile on his face, so he said coldly, "Take your hand away."

When Liang Xuan heard this, the hand that had been stuffed under the blanket moved inadvertently, and it actually grabbed Murong Ze's waist. It was so itchy that Murong Ze immediately let out a soft cry, and quickly hid aside, even a kind of expression appeared on his face. Very weird smile.

It's a smile that's not a smile, but it's deliberately suppressed when you want to laugh, so it's twisted and weird.

Liang Xuan looked curiously at the face that had become extraordinarily vivid in front of him, and suddenly became very playful, and kept scratching Murongze's waist with both hands, scratching for a while, resting for a while, and scratching for a while, torturing Murongze to tears. When he laughed, he himself laughed happily, and almost lost his temper.

"You are so cute!"

Liang Xuan sighed from the bottom of his heart, the feeling was so good that he couldn't bear to let go. Murong Ze was twisted all over by the scratch, mixed with shame and anger, and roared, "You're looking for death! Haoooo...you...you stop!"

Liang Xuan thought to himself, he has already pulled out his tiger's beard, and now it is hard to get off, or if he keeps scratching him so hard that he doesn't have the strength to ask him to settle the score.

"I do not want."

However, Liang Xuan only knew about one of them, but didn't know about the other.

The refusal of righteous words made Murong Ze burst into anger immediately, relying only on that bad breath, he sat up majesticly, kicked Liang Xuan's face without saying a word.

A frontal blow, merciless.

Liang Xuan squatted on his buttocks, his nose was the first to bear the brunt. Under the heavy blow, tears flowed, his eyes were blurred, he rubbed his nose angrily, and said, "Stingy!"

Did the villain file a complaint first?Really shameless to the heinous!

Murong Ze propped himself up, out of breath, his stomach had been completely awakened by a lot of tossing, and the hunger|unbearable feeling woke up again, and he became dizzy, tinnitus and dizzy for a while.

Taking a deep breath and desperately trying to regain his composure, Murongze looked at Liang Xuan with his usual expression, and said lightly, "Come here."

"I don't." Stop making trouble, send it over and get beaten!

"come over!"

Murong Ze's tone couldn't help becoming more serious, Liang Xuan looked at his eyes that were gradually frosting in distress, got up from the ground cowardly, patted his buttocks, moved small steps, and slowly moved towards him.

Murong Ze took a deep breath, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Liang Xuan's waist, and looked up at him expectantly.

Liang Xuan was puzzled, with a look of incomprehension, blinking his eyes in confusion.

Murong Ze frowned, why is the situation slightly different from what he imagined?He resolutely rubbed Liang Xuan's lean waist, but Liang Xuan remained unmoved.

"You..." Liang Xuan raised his eyebrows in an inscrutable way, but his expression changed instantly, and he asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Murong Ze glared at him angrily, "Everyone is afraid of being tickled, how could you be so dull? It's unbelievable..."

Liang Xuan opened his mouth slightly, not knowing whether to put on an expression of surprise or disgust, his face froze like this.

Murong Ze fumbled here and there angrily, seeing that Liang Xuan was still as motionless as a mountain, he was quite shocked, and stared at him even more fiercely.

Liang Xuan regained his energy for a long time, faced the complaints and fierceness, suddenly stretched out his finger and poked Murong Ze's waist, seeing him twisted by the stimulation, he said with a smile, "It's not that slow to react like you , is simply too sensitive! Who told you that everyone is ticklish? That gentleness?"

Murong Ze keenly grasped some insights similar to the truth, and asked uncertainly, "Isn't it?"

Liang Xuan spread his hands helplessly, "Anyway, I am a human being, a living person, a living example standing in front of your eyes, do you say 'yes' or 'no'?"

Murong Ze fought angrily, "Impossible! How could Wen Cai lie to me!"

Liang Xuan muttered, "I'm not worried that you feel ticklish and shameful..."

Murong Ze's whole body was immediately petrified, and when he was hit by the truth, his body and spirit were completely destroyed, and he could no longer be reborn.

Liang Xuan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and shouted in a long voice, "Hey—wake up—hey—did you hear—"

But when Murong Ze grabbed his wrist, he didn't have time to react, he had already dragged him onto the bed.

His hips hit the edge of the bed, causing his thighs to tremble with pain. Just as he was about to cock up, Murong Ze's cold hand suddenly stuffed into the socket of his neck.

"Hey, you, you, you! Don't be impulsive!"

Liang Xuan was taken aback, wouldn't this person get angry and kill him right away? ?His pure concubine has never been admired by a second person until now!

The first one was naturally his father, who was lucky enough to see him when he wiped his buttocks.

Murong Ze frowned dissatisfied and said, "No feeling?"

Liang Xuan was inevitably disappointed, but he replied truthfully, "No."

Murong Ze moved his hand to his armpit, scratched it, and then looked at Liang Xuan expectantly, Liang Xuan continued to shake his head motionlessly.

Murong Ze was furious, and started to ignite fires with both hands, touching from his chest to his thighs, his calves and back to his stomach, back and forth, tireless and unwilling to give up.

Liang Xuan didn't even bother to shake his head, he just lay down on the corpse and let Murongze touch him up and down, and even felt in a daze that the touching of those hands was more comfortable than Miao He's.

Just when he was drowsy, the tireless Murong Ze finally found his Achilles heel.

Murong Ze was so busy that he was sweating profusely, he finally stopped his hands and looked up and down the body on the bed, where is there that he has not touched?

Subtly paused between Liang Xuan's crotch for a moment, then gave a very positive denial, his eyes continued to move downstream, and finally let him find it...

He jumped out of bed, took off Liang Xuan's shoes and socks roughly, held up his left foot with one hand, stretched out the index finger of the other hand nervously, and stroked the sole of his foot cautiously.

Liang Xuan's legs trembled slightly. In Murongze's eyes, it was a great hope and progress. He beamed with joy and began to revenge on the soles of Liang Xuan's feet.

From the slight trembling of his legs to the violent shaking of his body, Liang Xuan finally woke himself up with a smile, and immediately sat up straight, his lowered eyes just met Murong Ze's bright smiling face slightly raised, and the bright smile in those transparent black eyes. Full of joy and excitement.

The numbness started from the soles of the feet, and spread all the way to the heart along the legs. Mixed with the inexplicable throbbing in the heart, Liang Xuan couldn't help it anymore, and laughed out loud.

The author has something to say:

Itching to write something makes me itchy all over...

In other words, the flowers in the greenhouse like Aze were misled by Wen Cai's dog legs and led to a lot of "common sense" that I couldn't bear to look at directly...

Hold your breath and stop your cough.... tickle.... that's enough....