Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

Murong Ze couldn't help exclaiming again and again, "It's oily but not greasy, fragrant and smooth, delicious and rich, it's really delicious, delicious, how do you make it?"

Yue Qing smiled without saying a word, pretending to be mysterious, raised his index finger and swayed from side to side, "The secret must not be revealed..." Seeing the disappointment in Murong Ze's eyes, he changed the subject and whispered in his ear, "If you teach me How about I teach you the secrets of the song "Buyue Bianhua"?"

Murong Ze turned his face sideways, staring intently at the smile in Yue Qing's deep eyes, and casually used the chopsticks in his hand to knock off Liang Xuan's pig's knuckle that was lurking over to eat, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and whispered, "What are you doing?" Who is it?"

Yue Qing looked at him with deep meaning, then sat up straight suddenly, waved Liang Xuan's hand back without moving his eyebrows, smiled like a fox, "It's just a piano idiot."

Murong Ze stared at him fiercely, thought for a while and then said word by word, "Deal."

Yueqing nodded slightly, very satisfied.

Liang Xuan looked left and right, then looked down at the back of his red hand again, and said angrily, "You must concentrate on your private conversations. You are too careless. The God of carefulness and whispering will punish you!"

Murong Ze gave him two white eyes without hesitation, and focused on eating with his downcast eyes. Yue Qing smiled and said, "I can only eat one tube, it hurts my stomach too much, I should rest soon."

Liang Xuan bit his chopsticks, stared longingly at the two bamboo tubes on the table, and swallowed, saying plausibly, "But I'm not full."

Yueqing wondered, "But if I give you what I have, I won't be able to eat enough."

Liang Xuan said boldly, "Good brother, there is rice in the inn!"

Yueqing was dumbfounded, and Murongze suddenly shouted loudly, "Xiaoer, bring this guest officer a bowl of white rice."

The shop clerk who was so busy that he didn't touch the ground was confused about the definition of the pot, but he was just startled, and immediately yelled in response, "Okay——"

Liang Xuan hurriedly stopped, "Don't—!"

The shop waiter turned his head, frowned impatiently, Liang Xuan weighed the left and right, and said weakly, "Don't want a pot, a bowl... a bowl is fine, please trouble~"

Murong Ze pretended to be surprised, "Didn't you never get full? Is one bowl enough?"

Liang Xuan wrinkled his face into a siu mai in bitterness, and muttered sourly, "He has a vicious heart and a bad mouth, and he will definitely not be able to marry a wife in the future... cut!"

Murong Ze glanced at him indifferently, and was amazed by the enjoyment of "should only be in the sky" when he tasted the mouthful of food that he had just eaten, and replied proudly, "So what if you can't get married? I have never cared about it." , but you, don't be married back as a daughter-in-law."

Liang Xuan stared, "How can I be treated as a little daughter-in-law?"

Murong Ze spread out his palms solemnly and counted, "It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless," he said, putting his clenched fist in front of Liang Xuan's nose, protesting, "How? full?"

Liang Xuan leaned back slightly, looking at the very close fist with cross-eyed eyes, he took out his chopsticks and made a gesture to pinch them, Murong Ze withdrew his hand instantly in shock, Jun Xiu's brows could not help but frown.

Liang Xuan touched his nose, his eyes flashed, and he immediately leaned over to Murong Ze's side, embraced his arms with both hands, rested his head on his shoulder, and said delicately, "I hate it~~ I'm wrong, can't I? It's the little daughter-in-law."

After finishing speaking, he even stretched out his fingers and drew circles on Murong Ze's chest, and blew openly against his ear, and sweetly continued, "You, special, old, little, daughter-in-law, oh ~"

Yue Qing shook his body with goosebumps, but Murong Ze remained motionless, his face did not change, and when he was about to applaud, he suddenly realized that his eyes had already died, which was so shocking that he was petrified.

"There is a flaw!"

Liang Xuan yelled happily, picked up the bamboo tube in front of Murong Ze and dodged away. He rushed into a dark corner as quickly as a savage, eager to feast on it.

Yueqing looked at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief, with sharp turns and twists and turns, completely worthy of a ups and downs of food grabbing drama.

Murong Ze thought that he could spit out the food from the previous night, and his stomach was churning. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to lift Liang Xuan's head with his palm.

This bastard!

"Big brother, can I exchange this plate of stewed beef for your steamed rice?"

Yue Qing tilted her head, just in time to meet a pair of big black and watery eyes, the hair on the little girl's forehead just brushed her brows, so cute and tender that one couldn't help hugging and kneading it.

Murong Ze couldn't help but lowered his head to look at his rice in a bamboo tube, only to realize that his bamboo tube had long since disappeared. He looked around with sharp and keen eyes, and found some bastard's ass in a certain corner.

All of a sudden, the waiter in the shop brought a bowl of white rice to Murong Ze, and without thinking, Murong Ze stared at the bowl of white rice that he should have given Liang Xuan to eat, and his mind There are some evil-looking words in it, and they keep flapping their wings and mocking boldly.

Self-defeating, self-reaping, self-inflicted, self-inflicted, self-inflicted troubles, self-inflicted evil...

Seeing that Murong Ze, who hadn't had a moment to regain his senses, froze again, Yue Qing raised his eyebrows helplessly, took the plate from the little girl's hand with a smile, rubbed her hair, and looked around. The young woman gave him a friendly nod, with guilt and pleading in her eyes.

"But I've already eaten this meal."

Yue Qing said in distress, the little girl fluttered her big bright eyes, thought about it carefully, stepped forward on tiptoe, gestured towards the bamboo rice, and said innocently, "It's okay, big brother, cut it away from here, Just give me the one on the left!"

Yueqing was amused by the little girl's innocence, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The little girl raised her face and said mischievously, "Then what's your name, big brother?"

Yueqing replied with a smile, "Yueqing, happy music, clear and clear."

The little girl immediately reciprocated courtesy, and said crisply, "My name is Gu Xiang, Gu Xiang's Gu, Gu Xiang's Xiang."

This is not yet literate, Yueqing instantly felt that the little doll was extremely cute, and couldn't hold it back, bent down and stretched out his fingers to pinch his pink and tender little face.

"Beast, a child of this age is going to make a move, I really mistrusted you."

The cold interjection | The sound that came in made Yue Qing stiff, and stood up, and as expected, Liang Xuan stood there in a human-like manner, angrily condemning him.

"You are not as good as a beast. For a tube of rice, you can be so disrespectful of etiquette and shame! Give me back the bamboo tube of rice!"

Murong Ze, whose soul had been floating all this time, suddenly returned to his original position, grabbed Liang Xuan's ear like lightning, and twisted it forcefully.

"Ouch—it hurts! Tap, tap! Dropped!"

Liang Xuan yelled loudly, Murong Ze got angry and kicked his ass with his foot.

Yue Qing directly ignored the two who were pinching the sky and the sky in the dark, and continued to hook up with the beautiful little girl as if nothing had happened, "Did you come with your mother?"

Gu Xiang shook his head, "Yes or no, my mother and I are waiting for my father here!"

Yueqing asked, "Then when will your father arrive?"

Gu Xiang pondered for a while, and couldn't help but turned around and cast a look of help to her mother. The young woman blinked, smiled, and walked over steadily.

"The little girl is naughty and disturbs me a lot. I hope you will understand me." The young woman bowed slightly, but her attitude was not shy, but generous and frank.

Yue Qing quickly stood up, and said politely, "What's the matter with Mrs. Gu, Xiang'er is very cute and clever, and is very lovable."

Gu Xiang plunged into her mother's arms, looked at Yue Qing playfully with his eyes exposed, raised his face and asked her mother, "Mother, when will Daddy come back?"

Mrs. Gu said, "It should be here soon, since when did Xiang'er miss Daddy like this?"

But Gu Xiang pointed at Yueqing and said, "Mother, you are wrong, it's the elder brother who misses daddy more."

Mrs. Gu raised her eyes and stared at Yueqing in a little surprise, Yueqing hurriedly waved her hands and explained, "Mrs. Gu, don't misunderstand, I saw that Xiang'er likes this bamboo rice, so I thought about making another one for her, so I asked Mrs. How many people in a group, so as to determine the number."

Mrs. Gu was stunned, and she smiled apologetically, "You don't need to waste so much time, the kid has a fresh picture, and she can taste it. I can't thank you enough."

Yue Qing turned around and glanced at the two people who were pinching each other very hotly, sighed helplessly, and said, "Anyway, I have to do it again, otherwise the two of them are afraid that they will not stop this night. Now, it doesn’t matter if you do more or less, Xiang’er, don’t worry, big brother will make something warm for you right now.”

"Good brother~~I want to too~~Hot~~"

"And I."

In the dusty mutual pinch, the voices of the two of them, either passionate or calm, suddenly came out, which made Gu Xiang giggle.

However, after another gluttonous bamboo feast, Gu Xiang's father never showed up.

The night is deep, and the wind and rain are still there.

The effort of one meal has already allowed Liang Xuan to develop a solid friendship with Gu Xiang. Seeing the depression between Gu Xiang's brows and eyes, he suddenly inserted the chopsticks into his nostrils, pulled his face forcefully, and screamed strangely, "Ah! Look! Horse noodles!"

As soon as Gu Xiang raised his head, he laughed brightly, dangling his legs and clapping his hands. Liang Xuan was applauded, and put on all kinds of jaw-dropping grimaces with more effort.

Murong Ze narrowed his eyebrows and took a careful look at the pair of chopsticks, then suddenly dropped the pair in his hand, suddenly he lost his appetite, and faintly felt that his stomach began to churn again.

"I'll take a rest first, you guys...continue..."

Murong Ze took his eyes away from Liang Xuan's nostrils, rubbed his weak stomach, and walked back to the room slowly. Looking at his messy clothes, he couldn't help being sleepy, so he took off his clothes and got into the room. Into the bed.

The thunder outside was looming, and he was not deep in his sleep. Suddenly, he felt a chill engulfing his limbs and bones. Murong Ze opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly there was a magnified smiling face in front of him.

Murong Ze was taken aback, he took a closer look and realized that it was Liang Xuan who had sneaked in. After reassuring himself, he raised his foot and made a gesture to kick him, but was caught by Liang Xuan's two hands shrunken under the quilt.

Murong Ze became angry, "Presumptuous! Let go!"

Liang Xuan just touched it, and then let go, and said solemnly, "Ze'er, it's the dead of night, calm down your anger."

Murong Ze collected himself, moved back, frowned and said, "What are you doing here? Could it be that your bed is wet?"

Liang Xuan cast a strange wink shyly, and said coquettishly, "My lord, the Lun family is here to serve you~~"

Murong Ze put one hand against Liang Xuan's forehead, pulled out the other hand that was strangled, and said coldly, "Huh—?"

Liang Xuan pressed his nose, raised his eyebrows and said, "My room was given over to Mrs. Gu's mother and daughter, and that's the only way I can spend the night with Ze'er in such a fair way~~~ah...uh...eh..."

Murong Ze stretched out his jade hand, grabbed Liang Xuan's cheek desperately, twisted his mouth when he opened his mouth, pinched him hard with his thumb in frustration, kicked him off the bed, and said through gritted teeth, "Get out, go out!"

The author has something to say:

The young master is very worried and finally wrote ten, what name will the next chapter start, I am so worried...

Ze'er's positioning of his man's attributes is really accurate...

Also, the young master has only known Ze'er for a few days and is eager to get on the bed, does your dad know ←←