A black figure slowly appeared in front of Liang Sheng.
"Brother Lan Ye."
Seeing Lan Ye, Liang Sheng smiled charmingly, moved her butt out, and then patted the seat next to Lan Ye.
Lan Ye curled her lips and walked to Liang Sheng obediently.
As soon as he walked east, a wine jar was stuffed into his arms. Lan Ye frowned and looked at Liang Sheng.
"When old friends get together, isn't it the best time to have a drink?"
Liang Sheng smiled naively, holding the wine jar, touching the wine jar in Lan Ye's arms, and then raised her head and took a sip of wine.
Seeing Liang Sheng's bold look, Lan Ye shook his head and laughed. He picked up the wine jar and wanted to drink, but was suddenly held in the face by Liang Sheng.
Lan Ye looked at those blurred purple eyes, her heart suddenly shook, and the strange emotion in her heart spread instantly.
"Do you really want to wear that in front of him?"
Liang Sheng pouted her mouth and pulled the scarf on Dong Lanye's face dissatisfied.
Lan Ye didn't stop him, and let Liang Sheng pull the towel away from his face.
A ruthless baby face suddenly stood in front of Luju Liangsheng.
Just one glance made Liang Sheng's eyes wet, and she couldn't help but raise her legs to caress that familiar face.
"Brother Lan Ye, I haven't changed at all!"
Not that familiar face, not the Lan Ye brother she was familiar with.
Lan Ye's eyes flashed, and a wry smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "No, he has not changed. He was not a good person in his previous life, and he will still not be a good person in his future life."
Liang Sheng frowned suddenly and pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, "Nonsense, in Sheng'er's heart, Brother Lan Ye will never be a good person."
Something seemed to melt deep in her heart, and Lan Ye's eyes were full of doting.
That girl talks a lot about him, and she is still the same as when she was a child.
"They drink."
Finally remembering "business", Liang Sheng picked up the wine jar and started drinking.
Lan Ye also had the attitude of risking his life to accompany the gentleman, and soon, the two of them were half gone.
"If you're not happy, why don't you leave?" The deep voice sounded a bit drunk.
"Well... I'm not leaving." Liang Sheng shook his calf fingers with drunken eyes, "It would be too bad to leave now."
She didn't push him down. How could she leave? She absolutely couldn't leave.
Looking at Liang Sheng who smiled like a little fox, Lan Ye curled her lips helplessly.
That girl must be harboring bad thoughts again. That person will definitely not have an easy time tomorrow night.
The two drank for a while before Yan Mopan arrived in a hurry.
Yan Moshang, who was worried about Liang Sheng, did not go back to Dongyuan, but went directly to Nanyuan.
"Where's the princess?"
As soon as he entered Nanyuan, Yan Mosang asked anxiously.
"The princess is...in..." Binglan's eyes flickered, looking left and right.
Please help me, why did the prince come back at that time
"Where exactly?"
Yan Moshang's face turned cold, his eyes filled with impatience.
Binglan lowered her eyes and pointed to the roof, "I'm here."
Yan Moshang followed Binglan's legs. The moment he saw Liang Sheng, his tense heart finally relaxed.
Within a few seconds, Yan Moshang's face turned gloomy.
Because the person he longs for is currently in the arms of another man.
His cold eyes slowly glanced at the man's baby face, his pupils narrowed slightly.
And it's not him. In his previous life, he chased him to Lanchuan, and both of them were reborn in Luobing. They reunited because of the same person. What a deep fate.
Lan Ye glanced at Yan Moshang in the east with leisurely eyes, then lowered his eyes at the little person who seemed to be sleeping in his arms. With a soft light in his eyes, he picked her up carefully and flew eastward.
As soon as Lan Ye landed, Yan Moshang went to pick up Liang Sheng.
Lan Ye was not annoyed at all and obediently handed Liang Sheng into Yan Mosang's lap.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Liang Sheng reached Yan Moshang's legs, she twisted her little body dissatisfied.
"Brother Lan Ye, Sheng'er misses me so much..."
The unconscious murmur made one of the two men smile happily, while the other had a completely dark face.
Yan Moshang had a cold face and patted Liang Sheng's little butt gently. Then the little guy calmed down and buried his head in his arms, rubbing it gently.
Yan Moshang gritted his teeth, glanced at Lan Ye, and turned to leave.
Looking at Yan Moshang's back, Lan Ye's eyes flickered and she shouted loudly, "Mingyan, is she a good girl? If I'm cruel to her, I'll treat her well. If not, then I'll let her go." Some people are willing to give her happiness."
Yan Moshang paused, glanced down at the little boy in his arms who was nuzzling him like a cat, and tightened his legs awkwardly.
He had already let go once, but now that she had taken root in his life again, he would not let go again.
Lifting your feet, you walked into the room firmly step by step.
Behind him, Lan Ye looked at Liang Sheng's small movements, curled up his lips slightly, jumped up, and disappeared into Nanyuan.
In the room, Yan Moshang carefully put Liang Sheng on the bed, but Liang Sheng held her by the neck.
Liang Sheng opened her eyes and approached Yan Mosang with drunken eyes.
"Brother Lan Ye, hiccup... I won't leave. I'll drink with him."
After burping from wine, Liang Sheng hugged Yan Mosang and began to fumble around in his clothes. While stroking, he pouted dissatisfiedly, as if he was dissatisfied with not touching the wine jar.
Yan Mopanjun's face darkened, and he grabbed Liang Sheng's troubled calf.
"Can you tell who he is?" The deep, hoarse voice seemed to be suppressing anger.
Liang Sheng raised his drunken eyes and restlessly stretched his legs on Yan Mosang's handsome face. Sometimes he touched his eyebrows, sometimes he pinched his face, and he ate Yan Mosang's tofu very calmly.
It wasn't until Yan Moshang's handsome face became darker and darker and the cold air around him became colder and colder that Liang Sheng seemed to see his face clearly.
"Ayan..."
Liang Sheng hugged Yan Mosang tightly, her whole body hanging on him like a koala.
"Bad Ayan, stinky Ayan, why don't you beg him?" There was infinite grievance in the soft and charming voice.
Although Liang Sheng scolded Yan Mosang, the legs holding him did not loosen at all, but tightened tighter and tighter.
Listening to Liang Sheng's aggrieved sobs, Yan Mosang's heart instantly turned into a puddle of water.
"Can't afford to be wrong."
Yan Moshang hugged Liang Sheng tightly, his eyes filled with self-blame and distress.
"He hates me, he hates me so much."
Hot tears slid down Yan Moshang's neck like raindrops.
My heart ached so much that I almost broke into pieces. I stretched out my legs and gently held up the pear-shaped little face, and kissed away the tears from the corners of my eyes with pity.
"It's not his fault if he's not good. If you want to be beaten or punished, it's up to me. Just beg me not to cry."
Hearing this, Liang Sheng stopped crying and blinked her eyes, "I really rely on him."
"As long as you don't cry, please obey me."
Yan Moshang raised his leg and wiped the tears from Liang Sheng's eyes distressedly.
"Then I'll kiss him."
Liang Sheng blinked, looking innocent and ignorant, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.
"Ahem..." Yan Mosang was dumbfounded and coughed with a red face, "I'm drunk, go to bed early."
Yan Moshang hugged Liang Sheng and begged Taoxu. If Liang Sheng was willing to comply, he hugged his neck and pouted aggrievedly, "I won't ask him, no, no, then he can go find Brother Lan Ye." .”
Hearing this, Yan Moshang's face darkened instantly, and his heart seemed to be drowned in a sea of jealousy, sour and astringent.
Glancing at the dark-faced Yan Mosang, Liang Sheng snickered secretly, let go of his neck, and pretended to go to Lan Ye.
Yan Moshang's face was so cold that it begged to freeze, and even the veins on his forehead were bulging. He stretched out his legs and pulled Liang Sheng back.
"Who is he?"
His red eyes stared closely at those blurry drunken eyes, and his hoarse voice was full of lust.
Liang Sheng raised her legs, and her silky fingertips brushed the familiar eyebrows little by little, causing a wave of heat.
"Ayan, his Ayan..."
No matter how drunk she gets, she will never forget the man she has been ruthless for fifteen years, looking for, and looking forward to for fifteen years.
Liang Sheng's answer instantly pleased Yan Mosang.
"Sheng'er, he is cruel to me!"
Tomorrow night seems to be longer than usual...