Murong Xue walked slowly to the carriage, stepped on a stool and got into the carriage. The moment she lowered the curtain, she saw a cart driving out from the barracks. The cart was covered with a layer of straw, and an unconscious man was lying on it. Murong Ji, and the gloomy Murong Jian.
Murong Ji was injured and fell into a coma. He could no longer ride a horse and had to go back by car, but there were no carriages carrying people in the barracks, and no one passed by nearby.
The sun in the sky was shining brightly, making people dizzy from the sun. Murong Jian was seriously injured, and if he went back in the sun like this, he wondered if he would be sunburned.
Murong Xue's eyebrows were crooked, and her eyes were full of gloating.
A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, put down the curtain of the car, looked around the fragrance, and saw Ouyang Shaochen sitting at a small table pouring himself a drink, the bright sunlight shone on him through the car window, covering his body A layer of faint halo is dyed, hazy and indescribably beautiful.
Holding the jug with Bai Yu's fingers, she gracefully poured the clear wine into the glass, the aroma overflowed and made people salivate.
Murong Xue suddenly felt thirsty: "My lord, do you have any tea?" She started on her way before dawn, until now there was still a drop of water, and she was really thirsty!
Ouyang Shaochen said lightly: "I came in a hurry, there is no clean water in the car, and I can't make tea. Would you like a glass of wine?"
"No." Murong Xue looked at the fine wine and shook her head lightly: She is thirsty now, but the wine doesn't quench her thirst, no matter how much she drinks, it won't help.
The luxury carriage was speeding along the official road, Murong Xue sat in the carriage, she didn't feel the slightest jolt, her plain white hands pressed east and west on the wall of the carriage boredly, and suddenly touched a soft object.
She lowered her head and saw a familiar white object, this is... Ouyang Shaochen's water bag!
Murong Xue picked up the water bag and squeezed it, there was still half a bag of water in it, not enough to make tea, but quenching thirst is not a problem.
Murong Xue smiled and unscrewed the lid, took a sip, the water was clear and sweet, tasted very good, but it didn't quite quench her thirst, her throat seemed drier than before, Murong Xue could not help but take a few sips, and then a few more, Have a few more sips...
"Aren't you not drinking? Why are you so drunk with Linglong?" Ouyang Shaochen's clear voice came to his ears, Murong Xue was startled, and coughed again and again from choking: "Ahem... it contains... wine ?”
"Yes!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, his eyes dim.
Murong Xue's bright face darkened in an instant: "Why did you put wine in the water bag?" She always thought it was filled with water, so she drank a lot.
"Who stipulates that no wine can be placed in the water bag?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes were full of contempt: "Besides, wine and water taste different, smart people can smell it and drink it."
Murong Xue: "..."
Since she didn't smell or drink the wine, is Ouyang Shaochen calling her stupid in disguise
A sudden dizziness came from her mind, the scene in front of her eyes instantly became blurred, her body seemed to be out of control, completely disobedient, Murong Xue staggered and fell to the ground.
"Be careful!" Ouyang Shaochen reached out to support her waist, pulled her into his arms, gently squeezed the almost empty water bag, and a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes: No wonder you're drunk after drinking so much so fast.
Looking down at Murong Xue, she saw her face was bright red, her brows were tightly frowned, and her small white hands were rubbing her temples, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were full of concern: "Is it hard?"
"It's okay!" The faint scent of black bamboo and the clear scent of wine made Murong Xue even more drunk, half-closed her eyes, and said vaguely: "It's just that I'm dizzy!"
If you get drunk, of course you will get dizzy!
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered, and he brushed her bright red face lightly with his fingers, and there was an imperceptible pampering in his eyes: "Xue'er, in this world, who do you hate?" , he wanted to hear Murong Xue's answer when he was drunk.
Qingyue's voice came to her ears, and it was melodious and intoxicating. Murong Xue blinked her bewildered eyes, and said viciously: "There are many people I hate, Ye Yichen, Qin Yuyan, Du Shi, Murong Jian, Murong Rou..."
Listening to a personal name she listed, the corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth slightly curved. She hates her enemies.
"Then what is your favorite person? Who is it?" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was low and deep, and it hit the eardrums with infinite charm, making people want to tell the most hidden things in their hearts without reservation.
Murong Xue thought, thought, and thought again, then shook her head: "I don't seem to have anyone I like the most..."
No favorites! That means she doesn't like him!
Ouyang Shaochen felt a slight anger in his heart, he half hugged Murong Xue, and looked straight into her eyes with deep eyes: "Do you know me?"
"Of course I do. You are Ouyang Shaochen, the son of Prince Xiaoyao!" Murong Xue followed Ouyang Shaochen's chest with her soft and boneless hands, climbed up his neck, and leaned into his ear, saying mysteriously :
"Ouyang Shaochen, do you know? Your eyebrows, your eyes, and even your entire face are the most beautiful and outstanding among all the men I have ever seen..."
Sincere praise rang in his ears, the faint fragrance of fire lotus lingered on the tip of his nose, and the warm breath sprayed in his ears. Ouyang Shaochen was in a trance for a moment, and Murong Xue who didn't understand said, "Since I'm so good, why don't you like me?"
"I like you very much, you have helped me so much, how could I not like you..." the old god Murong Xue said, his eyes were full of puzzlement.
Ouyang Shaochen sighed helplessly in his heart, looked into her eyes, and paused every word: "The liking I said is not the liking between friends, but the liking between men and women, do you understand?"
When Murong Xue heard this, various expressions flashed alternately in her eyes: ignorant, confused, puzzled, puzzled!
He knew it, she couldn't understand! As stupid as she is, he doesn't expect her to understand him anymore.
Ouyang Shaochen's powerful arms tightly encircled her small waist, which was slender and incredibly soft. The fragrance of the girl's skin lingered around the tip of his nose, and the look in his eyes became a little darker, and his thin lips gently touched her. On her pink lips.
The moist touch came from her lips, and Murong Xue only felt a bang, and suddenly her eyes widened, staring blankly at the handsome man in front of her, her misty eyes were like smoke and mist, alluring people's hearts.
Ouyang Shaochen's pupils were as deep as ink in an instant, and he hugged Murong Xue tightly with his strong arms.
In an instant, like a violent storm hit, Murong Xue's three souls and seven souls were smashed into pieces, her mind went blank, her breathing was rapid, and her heart almost stopped.