Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

inside the room.

Lang Xueci was startled, swallowed his saliva, and summoned his courage:

"Master, the door...is not closed."

After Murong Fu listened, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

After pushing open the door, he closed the door with both hands.

"Master, why are you here?" Lang Xueci asked in a low voice, sitting beside the bed.

Murong Fu walked slowly towards Lang Xueci and asked with a smile, "Sister-in-law, guess why I'm here."

Lang Xueci lowered her head and said, "But you're not full? Do you still need your sister-in-law to make it for you?"

"Haha, I have to do it, but I want to eat something else." Murong Fu pulled Lang Xueci into his arms and sniffed the other person's body fragrance.

He exhaled into the other's ear and said, "Sister-in-law, you are so fragrant."

Lang Xueci felt Murong Fu's masculinity.

The whole body could not help shaking, and the body slowly softened in Murong Fu's arms.

"Hu, hu, son... Lord, what do you want to eat, I'll give you... to eat."

Murong Fu's right hand touched Lang Xueci's leg intentionally or unintentionally.

He continued: "Sister-in-law, do you still remember that you promised me back then that as long as you didn't die, you would let me ask for it?"

Lang Xueci was startled, and the deer in his heart was about to jump out of his body, with a soft "um" sound like a mosquito.

"Then, can I eat my sister-in-law today?" Murong Fu said with a wicked smile.

Under the touch of Murong Fu, Lang Xueci's mind went blank.

Without thinking much, I nodded: "Master, what do you want to eat?"

"Sister-in-law, have you heard that there is a way to get juice?" Murong Fu gave a strange laugh, hugged Lang Xueci and put him on the bed.

Lang Xueci's body was stiff, and she could not resist for a long time.

On the contrary, there are some vague expectations.

From time to time, the belt gradually widens, and the ketone body falls in front of the eyes.

Murong Fu buried his head in front of him, and from time to time came the sound of drinking water.

Lang Xueci clenched the bed belt with both hands, holding back her shyness.

The voice of "嘤咛~" could not help but spit out.

The timing of Murong's reunion was not bad, and naturally he was a bit of a jerk.

Although Lang Xueci's movements were a bit jerky, he was cautious.

The beauty of it is self-evident.

…

"Fu Lang... Be gentle, sister Su Ying is afraid she will hear!"

Murong Fu "hehe" smiled and waved out.

When extinguishing candles, intentionally open doors and windows.

"Men love women's love, it's natural, I'm afraid of what she will do."

"do not…"

Lang Xueci wanted to stop her, but Murong Fu didn't give her a chance to resist.

A strong blow.

In an instant, her mind was completely blank.

Then, the room made a burst of wonderful sounds?

It was in stark contrast to the snoring in Su Ying's room.

days.

Murong Fu walked out of Lang Xueci's room in high spirits, and happened to be bumped into by Su Ying.

"Well, why did you come out of Sister Xueci's room?"

Murong Fu shrugged and said, "I learned a new poem recently, and I just happened to share it with my sister-in-law."

"Well, do you still know poetry?" Su Ying felt strange and asked, "What poetry?"

"Haha, listen carefully." Murong Fu smiled:

"Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people on ancient roads, westerly thin horses. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are in the end of the world..."

"???"

Su Ying puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, you are still young, you will know when you grow up." Murong Fu walked out of the house proudly and went directly to the prefect's mansion.

Su Ying was not reconciled and ran to Lang Xueci's room to ask.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have just woken up, he asked, "Sister, it's already been three poles in the sun, why are you still lying on the bed, is there something uncomfortable?"

Lang Xueci blushed, shook her head and said, "No, no, I just slept late last night, and I'm a little tired."

"Could it be the corpse poison in the body that hasn't been cleaned up yet? I'm checking your pulse." Su Ying said, grabbing Lang Xueci's wrist to check her pulse.

From time to time his face became more and more strange.

Seeing this, Lang Xueci was a little worried and asked, "Sister Su, is there something wrong?"

"Huh? Strange, why is the yin in your body weak, but the yang is strong? It seems..." Su Ying was puzzled.

Lang Xueci asked curiously, "Like what?"

"It's like the symptoms I had after drinking Murong Fu's blood last time."

After Su Ying finished speaking, she looked up and down Lang Xueci and asked, "You didn't drink Murong Fu's blood, did you?"

"Cough cough~ No, I can't talk nonsense without you, I'm not a blood-sucking monster."

Lang Xueci immediately turned red from neck to head.

She was worried that Su Ying was saying something strange, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Sister Su, you come to me, is there something wrong?"

Su Ying patted her head and said:

"Ah, I came out earlier and met Murong Fu. He said he came to teach you poetry."

"What ancient road West Wind Thin Horse?"

"It's weird."

Lang Xueci wanted to die at this time. If she knew it was this, she wouldn't ask if she was killed. She quickly shook her head and said, "I don't know. He just said something, I don't remember it."

"Ah, okay! If elder sister Xueci has nothing to do, I'll go first."

Su Ying was worried about Lang Xueci's body, so she didn't recover, and she didn't wait long to turn around and leave.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said:

"By the way, Sister Xueci, your voice is so hoarse, you must be angry, remember to drink more water, if not, I will give you some medicine tomorrow."

Lang Xueci nodded quickly and replied, "Okay…Okay."

Su Ying didn't say anything more until she got to the door, and suddenly thought: "I forgot to ask Sister Xueci if I heard any strange noises last night, which caused me to have nightmares all the time."

When Lang Xueci heard Su Ying's words outside the door, she could not wait to find a crack and burrow in.

What a shameful day!

On the other side, Murong Fu had already arrived at the Prefect's Mansion.

Song Yongsi, who was eating, heard that Murong Fu was looking for him, and quickly put down his chopsticks and went out to greet him.

"Mr. Murong, you are finally here." Song Yongsi said while holding Murong Fu's hand.

Murong Fu said indifferently, "What's wrong? Lord Song has not seen him for a few days, and he is very haggard."

"You don't know, there's been so much chaos in the mansion recently. Yesterday, some people dared to go to the quarantine area to kill people. If the officers and soldiers hadn't arrived in time, they would have killed all the patients inside."

There was a hint of anger in Song Yongsi's tone, and his eyes were secretly glaring at Murong Fu.

Pray that Murong Fu can take the initiative to take this matter over.

Otherwise, he really can't handle it.

Murong Fu didn't know what the other party was thinking. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I already know about this."

"Ah~ I'm relieved to hear the words of Young Master Murong." Song Yongsi patted his forehead and said quickly, "Look at my head, I forgot how to treat guests, Young Master Murong Fu, please come in quickly."

"Please." Murong Fu stretched out his hand politely.

The two walked into the hall, Murong Fu saw that he was eating, and said embarrassedly:

"It seems that it was not the right time to come down, disturbing Master Song's meal."

"No, it's my distant niece coming to play, and I'm cleaning her up." Song Yongsi greeted, "Yuzhi, let's meet our martial arts warriors from Song."