Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

With the final beat of the drum, Yueqing's breathtaking dance stopped suddenly.

Sweat-dyed heavy shirt.

His vermilion lips were slightly parted and he was gasping for breath, his eyes staring into the distance were blurred and scattered, the sweat from his forehead slid down his browbones into his eyes, salty and sore.

Everyone couldn't help but fell into silence and stunned, and then their eyes burst into shock and approval, screaming, applauding, and clamoring, one after another, once again captured the entire Changchun courtyard.

The sharp whistle can stand out even in the hustle and bustle of voices, and it is so piercing that it hits people's hearts directly.

Murong Ze suddenly recovered from his stupor, raised his hand to repel Liang Xuan's daring actions, and angrily said, "Don't be so rude!"

Liang Xuan himself couldn't get back to his senses. He blinked innocently and looked at the beauty's eyes like torches, and his face was as cold as frost. He suddenly curled his lips and muttered, "It's just a touch, why get angry?"

"Huh?" The slightly lowered voice was already full of urgency, and a storm was about to come.

Liang Xuan rubbed his hands behind his back, as if he was still reminiscing about the wonderful touch just now, he was in a good mood, and he gave Murong Ze a half-joyed and half-ashamed look, "Shy and angry, it's so beautiful~"

"Presumptuous! How dare a commoner speak so freely!"

Murong Ze was so angry that he could hardly take care of himself, he slammed his palm on the table, shaking the teacup a few times.

Liang Xuan continued pestering endlessly, his eyes lit up, he shook his head and said, "Beauty with thorns, flirtatious~"

Murong Ze couldn't hide his astonishment, how could there be such a brazen and reckless person?

The soaring anger was blown out of the sky, Qing Juan's eyebrows were gradually furrowed in disbelief, his eyes flickered for a while, and then he closed his eyes suddenly.

When he opened it again, he had recovered his previous indifference and self-control. He raised his head slightly, looked directly at Liang Xuan who was full of complacency, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Liang Xuan picked out his slightly itchy nose, nodded his head in satisfaction, and the boss sat down unceremoniously, "That's it, you see, you and I are clearly equal, if I'm a pariah, what about you?" Hold on?"

"Ben...I...you...huh!"

Most of the unruly people have a mind and attitude that is proud of everything. The most unseen thing is that others think highly of themselves. Murong Ze has a clear heart and simply shuts up, leaving only a face of inscrutable.

However, Liang Xuan thought that he was obviously angry and awkward after being deflated, and expressed his tolerance and understanding considerately, "Drink from my saliva, I ate too much just now, I'm thirsty to death!"

After speaking, he started to move on his own, Murong Ze looked at his white neck that was exposed without any concealment, just hanging upside down from the beam, the skirt was slightly open, and the delicate collarbone was also looming, looking away uncomfortably, "Girl , cough, your skirt."

Liang Xuan drank a big cup of tea, lowered his head and glanced casually, and waved his hand generously, "It's okay!"

Murong Ze's beautiful eyes widened slightly, his voice was light but extremely oppressive, "It's okay? It's so embarrassing."

Liang Xuan frowned suspiciously, pondered for a while with wide eyes, and finally realized, "I'm a man, so it's okay."

Murong Ze protested loudly with a look of disapproval, "Are you treating me like a three-year-old boy? I can tell the difference between a boy and a girl."

Liang Xuan smacked his lips impatiently, got up and stood in front of Murong Ze, grabbed his hand without hesitation and stuffed it into his chest, "If you don't believe me, feel it for yourself!"

Murong Ze was so frightened that his face immediately turned pale, and he withdrew his hand in a panic, "You, you, what are you doing! How can you be so shameless!"

Liang Xuan looked helplessly at the panic-stricken man with a headache, and hesitated for a while, "Could it be that you want me to take off my pants?"

Before the words fell to the ground, the skirt really lifted up to reveal the snow-white underpants inside, and her hands were already on the bottom of the pants.

"Presumptuous! Even Hua Niang is not as slutty as you! Hurry up and stop!"

In a rage, the palm wind suddenly appeared, and the teacup that hit the table smashed towards Liang Xuan as if it had caught a thousand weights.

Liang Xuan was shocked. At such a close distance, he twisted most of his body with great difficulty to avoid the hidden weapon, and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

The teacup hit the vermilion fence on the second floor with great force, the wooden frame of the vermilion fence was slightly dented, and the teacup was smashed to pieces, with a crisp sound.

Liang Xuan patted his chest, put his thumbs together dumbfounded, and couldn't help but marvel, "Brother, you have such internal strength!"

Murong Ze glanced at him condensedly, then withdrew his hand calmly, before his breath was smoothed, the private seat was suddenly surrounded by strangers for no reason.

Liang Xuan stretched out his fingers and counted one, two, three, and said in a nonchalant manner, "Seven, brother."

Murong Ze seemed to be used to it, calmly took another teacup, poured the tea slowly, and said calmly, "I'll give you one chance, if you stop now, I'll save your life, go back and tell your master, my life But not so frivolous."

Liang Xuan was so domineering that he clapped his hands repeatedly, making Murong Ze roll his eyes angrily.

Those seven people looked at me and I looked at you, all with doubts on their faces.

"Brother, why do I see that the two of them don't look alike?"

The person known as the big brother frowned and thought for a while, and finally came to the conclusion, "A broken lamp is an order, there is no mistake, take it back first and then make a decision!"

Liang Xuandao, "Could it be that these people are not here for Xiongtai?"

Murong Ze, "..."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, this battle was inevitable. The remaining five teacups on the table were all requisitioned by Murong Ze as hidden weapons, and the fight was imminent.

It wasn't until a wooden stool was knocked into the air and fell to the outer hall on the first floor that those fanatical onlookers woke up suddenly, aware of the imminent danger on the second floor, and fled in shock, leaving the Changchun Courtyard. Make a mess.

Murong Ze smashed one person's leg bones, one person's breastbone and one person's jaw with five teacups, and the remaining four people chased him and jumped to the open space on the first floor, facing each other.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in the leader's eyes, as if he had never expected to be so tricky, and the secret blood was boiling.

Murong Ze looked around calmly, saying that two fists are no match for four hands. Although he didn't think he would lose, it would be difficult to fight with bare hands, not to mention that the opponent had everything he needed with a big sword and a double hammer. If he could have a sword is the best.

Where can I find a long sword in this brothel?

Liang Xuan, who followed along with bright eyes, instantly understood the deep thought in Murong Ze's eyes, propped his chin and rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and shouted, "Brother, belt!"

Murong Ze turned his head to look over in bewilderment, seeing Liang Xuan dancing and pointing to his belt frequently, he was so disgusted that he ignored the past.

Is this disagreement?Liang Xuan pondered for a while, and suddenly realized, "If you are embarrassed, use mine!" After saying that, he untied his belt and threw it away with a wave of his hand.

Murong Ze suppressed his heart, but he firmly caught the light green mass that was rushing towards his face. He lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, then slightly nodded at the leading boss opposite, "Wait a moment."

Then he turned around and walked towards Liang Xuan who was holding Luo Qun in both hands. The leader felt that he was despised and his self-esteem was hit hard, so he led the younger brothers and killed him.

I am waiting for you?Stop it!

Murong Ze stuffed the girdle into his bosom, sighed deeply, and shouted at Liang Xuan, "Fat Chai!"

Liang Xuan freed up a hand, pulled out the emerald jade hairpin on his head and threw it over, Murong Ze just took over and threw it with his internal force.

The killer who was the first to surround him paused, and taking advantage of this gap, Murong Ze snatched the long sword from his hand without hesitation, and held it up with one hand. To one hundred and eight thousand miles away.

With the strong support of the weapon, the group of people who appeared out of nowhere were dealt with in two or three hits. As the leader fell to the ground, Murong Ze threw the long sword in disgust, took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped it carefully own hands.

Liang Xuan was so happy, he leaned closer, "Brother, you are really amazing!"

Murong Ze wiped his hands clean, took out the belt from his bosom and threw it on Liang Xuan's face, "Even women of my dynasty can enter the court as officials, and this etiquette must be observed. How could you do such a humiliating act in public? Sven thing? Hurry up and fasten it!"

Liang Xuan bit his lower lip, really didn't know what expression to put on, "I told you, I'm a man! A man! A man! A man!!"

Murong Ze looked at him angrily, "I also said that I am not a three-year-old child."

Liang Xuan admitted that this was the first time he met such a stubborn person.

Without thinking about it, he suddenly grabbed the man's hand and reached into his crotch, but before the man had time to panic, a bright and beautiful voice suddenly rang out.

"Bold and unruly! Let go of your dog's paws!!"

Feeling that there was danger behind him, Liang Xuan didn't let go of his hand, bumped into Murong Ze and jumped forward a few steps, narrowly dodging the wooden arrow that shot straight at the back of his head.

Looking at the trembling tail feathers nailed to the stage, Liang Xuan trembled all over, and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's really dangerous!"

Before he breathed a sigh of relief, he sensed a dangerous aura again, but this time he was quite close to him.

He turned his head slowly, and saw the handsome face that was close at hand, it was already deep black, and the glazed eyes were as cold as a cold pool.

Leaning back slightly to widen the distance between the two, Liang Xuan blinked innocently, "The situation forced me, and I have no other choice. Don't worry about it, brother."

Looking very closely, Murong Ze's face was slightly undulating, obviously biting his back teeth, Liang Xuannao didn't understand, didn't he just walk a few steps with him in his arms, why is he so angry?

"Bitch, bastard, untouchable! Hand in hand! Your hand!!"

Apparently, the more intense anger raised Liang Xuan kindly, which made him realize something was wrong.

Because the previous few jumps had forced Murong Ze back to the edge of the stage, between the two bodies that were close to each other, those hands that never let go were obliged to insert them.

Murong Ze's hand finally touched the treasure that could prove his manhood as Liang Xuan wished, and at the same time, Liang Xuan's cheap paw inevitably stuck to Murong Ze's crotch.

Ecstasy and lascivious|slutty position.

The extremely cold air coming from close to him made Liang Xuan couldn't help his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys trembling together. Facing Murong Ze's immovable eyes, he tried his best to grin brightly, "Hahaha... Look, I'm Man, right... I lied to you... Well, you are also a man... I know... Ouch, run away!"

With a stomp, he turned his footsteps, shook off Murong Ze's hand, and jumped out like a rabbit.