Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

Murong Ze frowned all the way, repeatedly looking for various reasons to convince himself, but still felt that there was nothing behind him.

"Ouch, you are so annoying~~"

The moment Liang Xuan's coquettishness broke through the air, Murong Ze couldn't help but stop, with a solemn expression on his face, but he still couldn't deny the subtle ripples spreading in his heart.

Liang Xuansan jumped over in two steps, winked at Murongze and smiled obscenely, "Why has nothing to do with me? After all, you are my savior, if because of saving me, the internal energy you have accumulated all these years will be wiped out, How can I feel at ease? There is no repayment for saving my life, plus this one, could it be..."

Liang Xuan babbled to himself, then stopped suddenly, and stared at the inexplicable Murongze in horror, then suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled shyly, stretched out his fingers and grabbed Murongze's sleeve, and said shyly, "Could it be... Could it be that the benefactor wants me to promise him with his body?"

After all, he was shy and timid, looking forward to blinking at Murongze frequently.

The small ripples in Murong Ze's heart instantly became dead silent.

He looked at the pretentious Liang Xuan expressionlessly, and couldn't help but question deeply, what was the reason for the joy just now?What kind!

In a rage, he pushed Liang Xuan away and walked away.

Liang Xuan hurried to catch up and shouted, "Ze'er, why are you running so fast? You don't know the way!"

Murong Ze stood still, took a deep breath on the spot, turned sideways and kicked Liang Xuan neatly in the stomach.

Liang Xuan ran in such a hurry that he didn't have time to stop his foot. Due to his inertia, the power of that kick doubled. He immediately squatted on the ground in pain, moaning and screaming.

Murong Ze gave him a cold and condescending look, "I have lost my internal strength, but I still have external strength. If you keep talking like this, I will cut your tongue off!"

Liang Xuan clutched his stomach, humming and haha, simply fell to the ground, rolling from left to right, his whole body covered in dust and clumps of dead branches and leaves, not to mention the mature chicken coop hair.

Murong Ze rolled so hard that he wished he could go up to mend his foot again, Liang Xuan just stopped, biting his dirty sleeve pitifully, and tearfully said, "Ze'er, I was wrong."

Murong Ze's face softened a little, and seeing that he was really in pain, he felt somewhat guilty, did he kick hard?

Liang Xuan stared intently at Murong Ze, naturally he never missed the change of expression in his eyes, immediately put his eyes on those hazy teary eyes, and slowly moved two feet forward.

Murong Ze didn't even think about it, and immediately took a step back, his black pearl-like pupils couldn't help but dilate.

In fact, he already regretted it as soon as he lifted his foot, and it was hard to take back his footsteps. As expected, Liang Xuan's face suddenly changed, and he asked even more aggrieved, "You can't forgive me after all, can you, Ze'er?"

Murong Ze couldn't help frowning, he just felt that this situation, this demeanor, and this conversation all seemed to be indescribably weird.

Liang Xuan lowered his head somewhat disappointed, two lines of clear tears suddenly flowed down his face covered with dust, one drop rolled down to the ground, dissolved the dust and instantly condensed into a gray teardrop, which could not reflect any brilliance under the sun.

Just like Liang Xuan's state of mind at this moment: defeated and lonely.

Murong Ze was a little panicked, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull him up, but he stopped abruptly, and finally had to explain, "I..."

Before he could speak, Liang Xuan raised his face suddenly, his distressed, complaining and frank eyes forced back all of Murong Ze's words, and Liang Xuan said forcefully, "But you are a road idiot. The fact is, what if you don't forgive me?"

Murong Ze was full of astonishment, just now he wanted to explain to this bastard that he just disliked him for being dirty, but now, he is more than a little disgusted!He is very disgusted, plus [-]% angry!

Liang Xuan was still swaying his neck, naively being able to present the facts and reason for himself is a feasible way, but Murong Ze's face became more and more gloomy.

Finally, overwhelming.

Murong Ze took two steps forward. At this moment, he didn't care about Liang Xuan's dust all over his body. He let out a sigh of relief at his fist, and it was a good punch and kick without any weakness.

Liang Xuan held his head, and was subjected to the storm of fists and feet that fell on him. He found a gap and shouted, "Zeer Zeer Zeer! If you kill me, you will never be able to get out again! Think twice before acting! pain--!!"

"What are you guys talking about?"

In an instant, it was like turning back time.

Murong Ze slowly put down the fist he just raised, stood up calmly from Liang Xuan, patted the ashes on his body, straightened his clothes, and smoothed his messy hair, then turned around and smiled at Yue Qing, "Keep warm." , it's very cold today."

Liang Xuan stood up with grass clippings and ashes on his head, jumped behind Yueqing in two steps, pointed at the calm Murong Ze, and shouted, "You are talking nonsense! Good brother~~he bullied me~~ Look, it's all green!"

Yue Qing immediately frowned, and said sincerely, "It's not uncommon for such things to happen, but it's always about your love and my willingness, and it seems like one-sided sadism when you make such a scene. Enough is enough."

Murong Ze didn't understand, and Liang Xuan did the same. They both blinked and stared at Yue Qing in confusion. Yue Qing felt a lot of pressure, as if he was teaching other people's innocent children.

He clenched his fist against his mouth, coughed with a reddish face, and changed the topic stiffly, "Why are you here?"

Liang Xuan pointed at Murong Ze and said angrily, "He lost his way, hey...it's all my carelessness."

Murong Ze stared at him fiercely, and Liang Xuan shrank back behind Yue Qing in fright. Yue Qing looked around and said in surprise, "Lost? Are you sure you are lost?"

Liang Xuan also looked around decently, and said firmly, "Yes, lost, Ze'er led the way."

"The last sentence is superfluous. If you dare to mention it again, I will beat you until your parents don't recognize you!"

Murong Ze took a step forward, kneading his knuckles in a deterrent manner, making a "crunching" sound with both hands.

Liang Xuan smiled forcedly with lingering fear, "Young man, be careful, white onion fingers, it won't look good if they are pinched, ha ha... ha ha... well, you can pretend that I didn't say anything."

Yue Qing couldn't help being surprised, "Then you still say so much?"

Liang Xuan rubbed his stomach, sighed melancholy, and said, "If you save too much, you'll have to fart anyway."

Murong Ze immediately took a step back in disgust, Yue Qing couldn't help but cover his nose, feeling that the air stinks a bit.

Liang Xuan didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere at all, he hugged Yue Qing's arm and asked, "Good brother, where is this place?"

Yue Qing glanced at him wordlessly, then looked at Murong Ze, who had slightly expectant eyes, and said calmly, "The Yuzhu forest, turn over the small slope in front, and that's where we live, so I'm very curious, what exactly are you guys doing?" How did you get lost in such a close place..."

Liang Xuan immediately shot Murong Ze his condemning eyes, and Murong Ze stared at him numbly for a moment, finally unable to bear it, he took the lead to withdraw his eyes and turned his head away.

Liang Xuan looked at the familiar crimson ear and smiled meaningfully.

Yueqing's meaningful eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and he smiled inscrutablely.

Murong Ze listened carefully to the silence of the two of them, turned his head and faced the two ambiguous and rippling smiling faces, turned his head again in fright, held back for a while, and finally started to head back to the camp.

Liang Xuan's beating voice sounded loudly again, "Ze'er, I'm wrong again, it's over here!"

Murong Ze paused, turned around suddenly, lowered his head, blushed with annoyance and embarrassment, and slid past Liang Xuan in a panic.

Liang Xuan looked at the back, smiled treacherously, and Yue Qing shook his head frequently, but Liang Xuan suddenly asked, "Why is my good brother here?"

Yue Qing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and handed the few green bamboo joints that he had been holding in his hand to Liang Xuan, saying, "The green bamboo that has been fed to Bai Xue must be unparalleled in fragrance, take it back to steam rice, it will be called color." The fragrance is very good, but this bamboo forest was discovered by me wandering around in the morning, and I never thought I would meet you."

Liang Xuan stared at the few knots of green bamboo in amazement, salivating, blinking his eyes so cutely, and said, "Can I have one? I really want to try steamed rice in bamboo tubes."

Yue Qing tapped Liang Xuan's head lightly with the bamboo joint, "Since I have folded so much, I naturally want to share it with you, what a foolish thing to say, what would you do..."

Liang Xuan looked at Yueqing with even more astonishment. When he thought that he had forgotten his good brother Yueqing when he came down the mountain just now, the guilt in his heart couldn't be further increased. He immediately decided to take the initiative to ask for Ying, and took all those green bamboos into his arms. He couldn't restrain his brows and said , "Just let me do the heavy work, good brother, you have to protect your hands and cook for us! Hurry up, or Ze'er will get lost again!"

Yue Qing responded with a smile, but followed slowly behind, looking at the two figures who were wrestling together not long after, the warm smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and the light in his eyes was really unfathomable.

Forced by Murong Ze's uncompromising tough attitude, Liang Xuan had no choice but to pick up those green bamboos again with regret, and could only accept the overbearing decision to go down the mountain first and then eat.

It was still the carriage that came here, Yueqing did not give in, and naturally picked up the whip and drove, the only difference was that Murong Ze in the carriage was sober this time.

Liang Xuan couldn't sit still, and moved around like a thorn growing on his buttocks, without stopping.

The simple carriage was already bumpy, the dark carriage, the cold and hard wooden bench, all the discomforts made Murong Ze quite impatient, Liang Xuan directly picked the bottom line.

Murong Ze stared at Liang Xuan coldly, and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Liang Xuan said frankly, "I want to hug you."

Murong Ze was furious, "Presumptuous!"

Liang Xuan was very sincere and aggrieved, "It's such a bumpy ride, I just feel that my embrace makes Ze'er feel more comfortable."

As he spoke, he patted his thigh intimately, with a seductive gesture of "it's really comfortable here", Murong Ze naturally didn't believe him, his eyes didn't even waver, and he just looked away.

As soon as the conversation box was opened, Liang Xuan's buttocks stopped moving, and he could not close his mouth anymore.

Murong Ze was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and couldn't help interrupting, "Do you feel a bit stuffy in the car?"

Liang Xuan suddenly stopped talking, felt it carefully, nodded and said, "It's true."

Murong Ze immediately bent over and got up, opened the curtain of the car and threw Liang Xuan out, saying calmly, "Go out to get some air, don't come back in a hurry."

Ignoring Liang Xuan's pitiful tearful eyes, Murong Ze ruthlessly lowered the car curtain, and could only find a relatively comfortable position, closing his eyes and resting his mind in the quiet car.

The author has something to say:

The young master is probably born with a strong M atmosphere in his bones...(￣▽￣")

Ps, Qinger, what nonsense are you talking about!