Chapter 152 The Owner of the Village and the Little Wife with Different Appearances [73]

Xia Sheng had a meal, and the strong aroma of alcohol lingered on him, which was a little intoxicating.

He frowned, eyes full of disgust. He reached out and pushed Feng Chenjiang who was in his arms, "Hey! Get up! Hey! Feng Chenjiang..."

After shouting a few times, Feng Chenjiang not only did not respond at all, but slapped his mouth and continued to sleep.

Seeing that Xia Sheng couldn't wake him up, he pushed him away in disgust.

The tall and slender body of the man rolled for a while and hit the leg of the table. It seemed that the knock was a little serious, and the sound was a little dull.

Xia Sheng was worried that he was pushing too hard, but Feng Chenjiang frowned, turned over again, and continued to sleep.

When Xia Sheng saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, full of disgust.

"Sleep like a dead pig."

Out of the principle of good human nature, Xia Sheng reluctantly comforted himself to help Feng Chenjiang up, helped him to the bed, and threw him on it.

"It's really big, it's so heavy." Xia Sheng looked at Feng Chenjiang, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the couch.

He turned around and was about to bend over to pick up his sword, when he suddenly found a person behind him.

Xia Sheng froze suddenly, and there was still disbelief in those pitch-black obsidian-like eyes.

Hold!

fuck!

It was the first time that Xia Sheng encountered this kind of thing, and Xia Sheng was a little panicked, his hands and feet suddenly became unfavorable, and he rolled and crawled away from Feng Chenjiang.

Xia Sheng held the saber in his hand tightly, and blue veins appeared on his forehead. Just as he was about to scold Feng Chenjiang for a meal, he even vented his hatred when he felt that he had been beaten.

But when he looked up, he saw Feng Chenjiang, who was standing in front of him, with those gleaming eyes tightly closed, and his wheat-colored skin with a light crimson blush.

This picture is obviously drunk and unconscious.

Xia Sheng's brows were furrowed, thinking about what happened just now, feeling both cold and weird.

This kind of mood is really difficult to clear, so Xia Sheng felt that it would be more comfortable to fight.

"boom--"

Just when Xia Sheng was stunned, a muffled hum then sounded.

It turned out that Feng Chenjiang, who was standing shaky, stumbled back to the bed.

Seeing Feng Chenjiang fall asleep again, Xia Sheng couldn't pull him to wake up and fight with himself, so he could only do it.

After a few sips of wine, Xia Sheng left with his saber.

Before leaving, Xia Sheng paid for the drink and went to Room 1, Tianzi No. 166 with an uneasy mood. As expected, the girl Ye, who had been waiting for him, had already left.

Xia Sheng had no choice but to shake his head and sigh. When he got home, the housekeeper's grandfather was unavoidable.

…

…

After that, Xia Sheng hadn't seen Feng Chenjiang for a long time. I don't know how long it has been.

a month?

two months?

Or half a year?

Xia Sheng didn't remember much.

But on that day, he saw Feng Chenjiang again.

He was covered in blood, and he was seriously injured, but he stood in front of him like a normal person.

He still had the most annoying smile on his face.

His facial features were stained with blood, and he couldn't recognize his appearance, but he probably knew that the person in front of him was Feng Chenjiang.

Feng Chenjiang grinned, full of arrogance, "Xiao Xiaxia, you don't need to elope with me, I'll elope with you."

His eyes were stained with stars, and the sword in his hand was stained with scarlet blood, and he handed it to Xia Sheng.

"It, leave it to you. Will you take me in? Xiao Xiaxia..."

Xia Sheng held the long sword and pursed his lips tightly.

He frowned, those dark eyes looked at Feng Chenjiang and didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you're honest..."

"I'm honest."

Xia Sheng, who was interrupted by Feng Chenjiang, paused, "If you stay here, you must be loyal to the adults..."

"I am loyal to Xiao Xiaxia, I love Wu and Wu, and naturally I will also be loyal to Prime Minister Gu."

Xia Sheng frowned, he thought it was a bit strange. But he still nodded, "If that's the case, then you'll stay. But where are you from the Peerless Sect?"

"...It doesn't matter anymore."

Feng Chenjiang clenched the saber in his hand, and always kept the action of handing over the sword.

Hearing this, Xia Sheng paused slightly. Looking at Feng Chenjiang's injuries, he seemed to have understood.

"Okay, you stay, but you must follow me."

He was still a little worried about Feng Chenjiang.

Suddenly, Feng Chenjiang in front of him tugged at the corners of his pale lips and smiled, "Okay—"

Xia Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, Feng Chenjiang had already fallen to the ground.

From the chapter on getting married, it belongs to the extra plot. If you don't like it, you can skip it.

I won't write next time

I'm actually afraid of being banned