Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

Even if you keep your eyes closed all the time, you can't really fall asleep peacefully. The dark car and the bumpy road all seem to outline an ominous atmosphere in a hideous and majestic manner.

Anxious and impatient, Murong Ze wished he could send Wen Cai to him in the blink of an eye. However, the sky failed, and a sudden heavy rain forced them to stop running.

Gradually sharp raindrops hit the roof of the car, Murong Ze quietly opened his eyes, his brows were tightly knit, and his eyes were dark.

He sat up and gently lifted the curtains on the small half-foot-square window on one side of the vehicle. At some point, the clear blue sky in the morning turned into oppressive gloom. The black cloud is bullying them at a visible speed.

The faint and dull rumbling sound made him put down the curtain, his face was as deep as water, and he couldn't guess what was going on in his heart.

Liang Xuan got in recklessly and suddenly, and Murongze's expression could not be seen clearly in the dimly lit carriage, and he called out indifferently, "It's raining so hard! I can even hear thunder not far away! After the winter solstice, Lei Gong didn't go home to rest, it's strange."

Murong Ze could vaguely see a shadow, it was dripping with water, and the humidity hit his face, he looked hard for a long while, then calmed down, and calmly said, "Don't get this place wet."

Liang Xuan rolled his eyes, picked up the hem of his clothes, and started wringing water from Murong Ze's feet, but said in his mouth, "Oh, it's raining too much, I can't hold my clothes~~ Be careful~~ Be careful ~~"

Murong Ze raised his legs quickly, and although he avoided it in time, he heard Liang Xuan's obviously enjoying the deliberate teasing, his displeasure burst out immediately, and he said coldly and solemnly, "Immediately go to the nearest market town, I want to get off the bus."

Liang Xuan shook his wrinkled clothes, and his tone became low, "I came in to let you know when it was almost here, but I have to remind you, don't forget that it's Yueqing driving in the rain, so you can feel refreshed Sitting here loathing this and that.”

Taking off those deliberately disgusting accents, his voice should have been steady and full, which sounded particularly reassuring and comfortable, but Murong Ze really couldn't be at ease and comfortable, this was the first time he had seen Liang Xuan like this.

Liang Xuan glanced at him, didn't say much, turned around and lifted the car curtain, and quickly got out, only a very small amount of rainwater leaked in.

Murong Ze stared at the closed car curtains inexplicably, his eyes flickered, and finally closed his eyes, supported his forehead with a headache, and sighed deeply.

In just one stick of incense, the carriage stopped steadily, and Murong Ze waited for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him.

He raised the curtain of the car with a little panic in his heart, and the sudden thunder made him close his eyes tightly, and the hand holding the curtain was clenched tightly, his fingertips faintly pale.

"What are you doing poking your head out! Do you really think you feel refreshed?"

Accompanied by this resentful and angry voice, an orange-yellow oil-paper umbrella suddenly propped up on top of his head, blocking the cold rain in an instant.

Murong Ze suddenly opened his eyes, the eye sockets could not help but slightly flushed, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he did not say a word.

This gesture was directly understood by Liang Xuan as the grievance and uneasiness of being abandoned. He immediately curled up his mouth and smiled triumphantly. You can't feel at ease, clinging to me like this, how do you say you want to grow up?"

Murong Ze glanced at him vaguely, pulled away the salty pig's hand on his shoulder, and said calmly, "I'm not in good health yet, it's better to keep your cold and damp body away from me."

After finishing speaking, he took the umbrella from Liang Xuan's hand and left without looking back.

Liang Xuan stared at the straight back, couldn't help sighing, although he couldn't see his pitiful appearance, so he tried to tease him, but this person really turned his face faster than turning a book, he was awkward and willful, and he didn't show any mercy.

Being drenched in the rain, Liang Xuan sighed helplessly, hopping on the spot, and rushed into the inn in two or three steps.

It wasn't until his body was soaked in hot water that Murongze breathed out the resentment that had been suffocating in his heart. He was very puzzled and curious why that person always made him feel guilty , Then he will do something that makes him angry again.

His apology can never be said, as if all along, he is the one who is angry and guilty, and he is just a bystander who does not want to get involved, a bystander who can influence his mood but stay out of it.

It's so nasty!

Murong Ze couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, he got short and stuffed his whole head into the water.

Half a day had passed since leaving Qingcheng Mountain, and the horse-drawn carriage had just reached Kang County in such a hurry, and it was still more than half a drive away from Shu County.

Because Kang County is close to Mian River, there are countless passenger boats coming and going. Although it is not like Shu County, which is full of paper and gold, it can be regarded as a land of eight streets and nine streets, full of flowers.

The sudden heavy rain caught everyone by surprise, and the business of the inn and tavern was booming in an instant. Liang Xuan and the others just happened to have some leftovers in the Xinlai inn they selected, and immediately asked for three upper rooms with pride. .

Liang Xuan wiped himself dry in an extremely perfunctory manner, took off the quilt and wrapped it up, sniffed and stood in front of Murongze's door.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly, saying, "Ze'er, are you finished washing? Am I going in?"

Murong Ze suffocated his breath to the limit and jumped out of the water. He was startled by Liang Xuan's sudden voice. A lot of water got into his nose and he coughed uncomfortably.

In turn, Liang Xuan was taken aback. He pushed open the door and stepped in hastily without asking any further questions.

Murong Ze struggled to lie on the wooden barrel, his black hair was wet with water, sticking to his naked back, cheeks, and shoulders randomly and messily, his exposed arms were white and slender like lotus roots, his shoulders were round, and his collarbones were delicate. , her cheeks were flushed, her pupils were moist, and she leaned slightly on her arm, coughing and panting continuously.

Charming and obscene, yet holy and inviolable, contradictory and deadly.

Liang Xuan shook his hands, and the quilt immediately fell to the ground. He didn't mind that he was completely naked, but he jumped in front of Murong Ze with vigorous steps, bent down and patted his back, and said with concern, "But I'm suffering from the wind and cold, and I don't feel well." gone?"

Murong Ze raised his eyelids slightly, and in front of his eyes was an unidentified pillar of flesh that was constantly trembling and beating. He shook his head lightly, closed his eyes and then tried to open them again. The severe cough made his vision blurred, but he did not No hindrance to discernment.

The fleshy pillar inhabiting the dense black forest in front of him is Liang Xuan's shameless genitals, quiet but domineering, a veritable sleeping lion.

Murongze took a deep breath, choking so hard that his eyes turned white, he turned his head away with difficulty, and struggled angrily, "Get out... get out..."

"The stick is thick? Which stick? How thick?" Liang Xuan was puzzled, and couldn't help bending over to put his ear to it. Following his movements, the beast in his crotch jumped provocatively again.

Murong Ze was about to vomit blood, and said with the last of his reason, "You... get out..."

Liang Xuan straightened up, still confused, "I'm thick? I'm not thick, I'm actually quite slender~~ouch~~hate~~"

Murong Ze finally rolled his eyes completely, and passed away completely exhausted.

Youyou woke up, Liang Xuan's startling face jumped out of his hazy vision first, Murong Ze woke up instantly, looked guardedly at his lower body, and immediately exhaled slowly.

It can be regarded as wearing it... God, his desolate heart has already been overwhelmed, can he show kindness, don't bother...

Liang Xuan took off the slightly dry towel from Murong Ze's forehead, stuffed it into a basin, wetted it with water, and put it on again. He said helplessly, "Your body is really weak, you can even take a bath." fainted, hey..."

Murong Ze watched Liang Xuan shaking his head in extreme disgust, and the words of argument jumped into his throat but he swallowed them back.

He thought he was always ashamed to say that he coughed because he was frightened and choked on water, and then fainted because of the man's things.

He can't afford to lose this man.

The clothes on Liang Xuan were probably borrowed from the clerk of the inn. They were faded and old but dry. He stood up and stretched himself, yawning, "You slept well, but I was so hungry! Yueqing borrowed it." In the dining room of the inn, the rice in bamboo tubes should be steamed by now, how about it, can you get up? Let’s eat!"

This word woke up his stomach, Murongze pursed his lips, but his stomach protested honestly, Liang Xuan turned his head and smiled, Murongze looked away with a reddish face, "You go out first, I want to change."

Liang Xuanhun said generously, "It's faster if I help you, can you do it yourself?"

Murong Ze pulled out the pillow under his head and threw it over, "Don't bother you! Get out!"

Liang Xuan stooped to dodge it beautifully, and quickly escaped, before closing the door, he added a very thoughtful sentence, "I'll just stand here, if you can't dress well, just cough, no one will find that you are so big The people in this place don't know how to wear clothes!"

After saying that, he quickly closed the door, and a shoe barely hit the door frame, causing Liang Xuan to snicker while hiding outside with a loud bang.

Yueqing brought the rice in bamboo tubes to the table, and ordered some side dishes from the inn. Murong Zecai stared at Liang Xuan all the way, and the two went downstairs slowly.

The bamboo joints are steamed until they are greasy and emerald green, and the faint fragrance can be smelled from far away, which makes people's index fingers twitch.

Seeing the two of them coming down, Yueqing opened the bamboo tube, and immediately the fragrance overflowed, and the fragrance that was evasive at first filled the whole hall in an instant, causing everyone to cast their curious eyes.

Just look at the emerald green bamboo tube, filled with white and tender rice, the rice grains are plump and shiny, mixed with red dates and rock sugar and steamed, the bright red dates embedded in the tender white rice, so pure and red that it hits the eyes, It made everyone salivate immediately.

Liang Xuan sat down, picked up the chopsticks, took a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth. He pretended to taste it, and immediately squinted his eyes in enjoyment, with a look of satisfaction and happiness that was about to ascend to heaven.

Murong Ze rolled his eyes at him angrily, carefully blew the rice to cool, held it to his lips reservedly, sniffed it, his red lips gently parted to wrap the rice, in an instant, his eye sockets involuntarily widened slightly, his face was full Looking at Yueqing in disbelief.

Yueqing smiled smugly, and then enjoyed her share with peace of mind.

The author has something to say:

Bamboo rice is completely derived from Dad, Dad, where are you going~~ It looks super delicious, isn’t it!

Also, that young master over there (‘‘)σ, you have lost your integrity. …