Chapter 484 Jealousy, Full House

A black figure slowly appeared in front of Liang Sheng.

“Brother Blue Night.”

Seeing Blue Night, Liangsheng smiled daintily and scooted her little butt outward before patting the seat beside her towards Blue Night.

Blue Night hooked her lips and obediently sat down next to Liang Sheng.

Just as he sat down, a wine jar was shoved in his arms, and Blue Night frowned at Liang Sheng.

“Isn’t a drink the most appropriate thing to do when old friends get together?”

Liang Sheng laughed nervously, holding the wine altar right over the one in Blue Night’s arms before leaning back and pounding a mouthful of wine.

Looking at Liangsheng’s bashful appearance, Blue Night shook his head and lost his smile, holding up the wine altar and wanting to drink, but he was cupped by Liangsheng’s face.

Blue Night looked at those mesmerized violet eyes, his heart shook violently, and that strange emotion in the bottom of his heart instantly spread.

“Do you still have to wear that in front of me?”

Liangsheng pouted and pulled the facecloth off Blue Night’s face in dissatisfaction.

Blue Night didn’t stop him, allowing Liang Sheng to pull off the face mask from his face.

A cute doll’s face was instantly exposed to Liangsheng.

With just one glance, Liangsheng wet the corners of his eyes and couldn’t help but raise his hand to gently caress that familiar face.

“Brother Blue Night, you haven’t changed at all!”

It was the same familiar face, the same Blue Night brother she knew so well.

Blue Night’s eyes flickered, the corner of his lips hooked into a bitter smile, “It’s unchanged, he wasn’t a good person in his previous life, and he’s still not a good person in this life.”

Liangsheng abruptly frowned and pouted in dissatisfaction, “Nonsense, in sheng’s heart, brother Blue Night will always be a good person.”

It seemed like something was melting away in his heart, and Blue Night’s eyes were filled with favor.

This girl, still talking about him, how is she not the same as when she was a child.

“We drink.”

Finally remembering the “business”, Liangsheng picked up the wine altar and drank.

Blue Night also gave up his life and soon, the two of them poured down half of the altar.

“Unhappy, why don’t you leave?” The low voice carried a hint of drunkenness.

“Well … it’s not going to go.” Ransom wiggled her little finger drunkenly, “It’s too much of a loss to leave now.”

She hadn’t pounced on him yet, how could she leave, determined not to.

Looking at Liangsheng, who was smiling like a little fox, Blue Night helplessly hooked his lips.

This girl, holding bad thoughts again, right, that person will not be good tonight.

The two of them drank for a while longer before Yan Mor Calamity hurriedly arrived.

Yan Mor Calamity, who was worried about Liangsheng, did not return to the East Garden, but went directly to the South Garden.

“Where is the princess?”

As soon as he entered the South Garden, Yan Mor Calamity asked anxiously.

“The crown princess is in … in …” Binglan’s eyes flashed, looking left and right.

To hell with it, how come the King is back at this hour.

“Where the hell is it?”

Yan Mor Calamity’s face was cold, and his eyes were filled with impatience.

Ice Orchid hung her eyes and pointed stiffly to the roof, “Up there.”

Yan Mor Calamity followed Bing Lan’s finger upwards, and the moment he saw Liang Sheng, his heart, which had been tightly tensed, finally loosened.

But the joy was not even a few seconds, Yan Mor Calamity’s face was gloomy.

Because the person he’d been pining for was currently crooked in another man’s arms.

Icy eyes slowly swept up to the man’s doll face, pupils shrinking slightly.

It’s him again, he chased him to Lanchuan in his previous life, and now both of them are reborn in Luobing, and they are also reunited because of the same person, what kind of deep sinful relationship is this.

Blue Night glanced good-naturedly at Yan Mor Calamity underneath, and then lowered his eyes to look at the little person in his arms who seemed to be asleep, and with a soft light in the bottom of his eyes, he carefully picked her up, and then flew down.

As soon as Blue Night landed on the ground, Yan Mor Calamity went up to pick up Liangsheng.

Blue Night was not annoyed, and obediently handed over Liang Sheng to Yan Mor Calamity.

Which knows that just as Liangsheng reached Yan Mor Calamity’s hands, he twisted his little body in dissatisfaction.

“Brother Blue Night, Sheng’er misses you so much …”

The unconscious murmur made one of the two men smile cozily and the other blacken his face completely.

Yan Mor Calamity cold face, not light or heavy in Liang Sheng’s little butt pat, the little guy only then quiet down, buried in his arms, non-stop light rubbing.

Yan Mor Calamity gritted his teeth, glanced at Blue Night, and turned to leave.

Looking at Yan Mor Calamity’s back, Blue Night’s eyes flickered lightly, raising her voice and shouting, “Hei Yan, she’s a good girl, if you love her, treat her well, if you don’t love her, then let go of her, there are people willing to give her happiness.”

Yan Mor Calamity’s footsteps lurched, his eyes glanced down at the little child in his arms who was lightly rubbing against him like a cat, and his hands tightened.

He had already let go once, and since she had once again taken root in his life, he would never let go again.

Lifting his feet, he took one firm step into the room.

Behind him, Blue Night watched the small action Liang Sheng did, the corner of his lips slightly hooked, and he leaped and disappeared into the Southern Garden.

In the room, Yan Mor Calamity carefully placed Liang Sheng on the bed, but Liang Sheng hooked his neck and wouldn’t let go.

Liang Sheng opened his eyes and drunkenly approached Yan Mor Calamity.

“Brother Blue Night, hiccup … you don’t go, drink with me.”

After hiccuping, Liangsheng hugged Yan Mor Calamity and started to touch in his clothes, while touching and also pouting with dissatisfaction, that aggravated look as if he was dissatisfied with not touching the wine altar.

Yan Mor Calamity’s handsome face darkened, and he grabbed Liangsheng’s small hand that was making a mess.

“See who I am?” The low, dark voice seemed to suppress anger.

Liang Sheng raised his drunken eyes, and his hands once again restlessly climbed onto Yan Mor Calamity’s handsome face, touching his eyebrows for a while, pinching his face for a while, and incomparably calmly eating Yan Mor Calamity’s tofu.

It was not until Yan Mor Calamity’s handsome face became darker and darker, and the coldness around him became colder and colder, that Liangsheng seemed to see his face clearly.

“A Yan …”

Liangsheng suddenly hugged Yan Moyan, and the whole person hung on him like a koala.

“Bad A Yan, stinky A Yan, why don’t you want me?” The soft and delicate voice carried infinite grievances.

Although Liangsheng scolded Yan Mor Calamity, the hands holding him were not loose at all, but instead tightened more and more.

Listening to Liangsheng’s aggrieved choking sound, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart instantly turned into a puddle of water.

“I’m sorry.”

Yan Mor Calamity hugged Liangsheng tightly, his eyes full of self-blame and heartache.

“I hate you, I hate you so much.”

Rolling hot tears, like raindrops, slipped into Yan Mor Calamity’s neck.

His heart ached so much that it almost broke, reaching out and gently cupping that pearly little face, compassionately kissing away the teardrops at the corners of his eyes.

“It’s my fault, it’s all my fault, I’ll let you beat or punish me if you want to, just please don’t cry.”

At those words, Liangsheng stopped her tears and blinked her teary eyes, “Really all according to me.”

“As long as you don’t cry it’s all yours.”

Yan Mor Calamity raised his hand and heartily wiped the tears from the corners of Liangsheng’s eyes.

“Then you kiss me.”

Liangsheng blinked his eyes, with an innocent, clueless look on his face, but there was a sly glint in the bottom of his eyes.

“Cough …” It was Yan Mor Calamity who was dumbfounded, his handsome face reddened with a dry cough, “You’re drunk, take an early rest.”

Yan Mor Calamity held Liangsheng to lie down, but Liangsheng where willing to comply, only holding his neck, aggrieved pouting, “You still do not want me is not it, then I will go to find the blue night brother to go.”

At those words, Yan Mor Calamity instantly blackened his face, and his heart felt like it was drowned in a sea of vinegar, sour and astringent.

Glancing at the black-faced Yan Mor Calamity, Liangsheng secretly snickered, let go of his neck, and made a move to go to Blue Night.

Yan Mor Calamity’s face was so cold that it was about to freeze, even the veins on his forehead flared up as he reached out and pulled Liang Sheng back with one hand.

Ryou Sheng smoothly hooked onto his neck and rolled over, pinning him underneath him.

For just a moment, the atmosphere became subtle.

The room was quiet, so quiet that you could only hear each other’s breathing and heartbeats.

Liang Sheng looked at Yan Mor Calamity in a daze and slowly bent down.

Nose warm fragrance surrounded, looking at that closer and closer to the red lips, Yan Mor Calamity’s breathing instantly rushed.

The two thin lips gently pressed against each other, just like two hearts that were attracted to each other.

Liangsheng closed her eyes and followed Yan Mor Calamity’s example, stretching out her little tongue to pry open his teeth.

Yan Mor Calamity clenched his fists, his heart was a struggle and tangled, but at the moment that the sweet softness was attached to him, all the struggles and tangles turned into nothingness.

The refreshing fragrance of the daughter mixed with the light scent of the wine, as if it had turned into the most powerful aphrodisiac in this world.

Yan Mor Calamity closed his eyes, enjoying the clumsy seduction of some little woman.

In fact, Liangsheng’s kiss is not very green, but every time he reaches that point, he turns away, hooking Yan Mor Calamity with a hundred claws, and finally couldn’t help but take over her movements, wildly domineering to take back the sovereignty.

Liang Sheng lay helplessly on top of Yan Mor Calamity, his hands unconsciously slipping into his lapels and roaming over his chest.

The small, soft, boneless hands seemed to carry thunderbolts, and a strange tingling sensation spread all over his body at once.

“Well …”

Yan Mor Calamity subconsciously softly chanted out.

Comfortable soft chants, as if greatly encouraged Liangsheng, delicate red lips slowly downward, little by little, meticulous and gentle, a pair of catkins also slipped down a little.

“Well …”

Fragrant tongue gently swept, soft catkin partial swim, Yan Mor Calamity where to stand such stimulation, immediately reached out and grabbed Liangsheng constantly slipping small hand.

“Shingles …”

Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes were red, and his eyes were full of desire as hot as burning iron.

“Hmm?”

Ryou Sheng froze and raised his eyes, the same unrelieved desire in his mesmerized, drunken eyes.

Looking at those violet eyes full of lust, the last string in Yan Mor Calamity’s brain was completely taut.

One rolled over and pinned the person lying on top of him underneath him.

“Who am I?”

Crimson eyes, staring intently into those mesmerized, drunken eyes, dark voice full of lust.

Liang Sheng raised his hand, his silky fingertips brushing over that familiar brow a little, bringing up a fiery heat.

“Yan, my Yan …”

No matter how drunk she was, she would never forget the man she had loved, searched for, and looked forward to for fifteen years.

Liangsheng’s reply instantly pleased Yan Morcane.

Leaning down to kiss the slightly swollen red lips, he undid her sash and kissed his way down little by little.

Liangsheng closed her eyes and murmured out from time to time, at the moment she was like the small boat floating on the sea, floating and lightly swaying.

“Sheng’er, I love you!”

“Ah …”

With Yan Mor Calamity’s low growl that was full of love, Liangsheng abruptly frowned and screamed out in pain.

A happy tear, sliding down from the corner of the eye, the purple iris seems to be alive, glittering purple light, gorgeous.

Hearing Liang Sheng’s shout, Yan Mor Calamity where still dare to move, against a head of sweat, hard stop.

“Does it hurt?” Lovingly kissing away the teardrops on Iris, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes were filled with self-reproach and heartache.

Ryou Sheng shook his head and took the initiative to send his red lips.

Tonight seems to be longer than usual …