He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Dongxin was very familiar with Long Yi, and when he heard Tang Song wanted to eat, he took him to a restaurant with a small appearance but a constant flow of people and exquisite and beautiful decoration.

There are no mistresses in the restaurant, but there are waiters who are similar to modern times, and they are all beautiful-looking women. They wear tight dresses, showing the women's exquisite figures to the fullest, and they are all long-sleeved and good at dancing among the guests. .

Looking at the style of the dress, it looks like a conservative cheongsam of the Republic of China.

They stepped through the door, and someone came forward with a decent smile, but compared to other guests, they were a little more enthusiastic, "Mr. Fu hasn't come to our Liuguang Building for a long time."

"Isn't this here?" Fu Dong moved closer to Tang Song without any trace, keeping a little distance from the woman: "Is the box next to me still there?"

"Yes, yes." The woman led them upstairs and asked, "Is the young master still the same?"

They sat down in the private room, Fu Dongxin poured a cup of tea for Tang Song himself first, and then said to the woman waiting next to him: "Excuse me, bring me a menu."

"My lord, wait a moment." The woman was surprised for a while, but she quickly responded.

She can also be regarded as the person who specially greets Mr. Fu. In the past, the other party brought as many people as crucian carp from the river, but when was it not served according to the old dishes?

The woman handed the menu to Tang Song thoughtfully, but looked at him indifferently. What she thought in her heart was that this kid didn't seem to be more expensive than the previous ones, so how could he treat Mr. Fu differently?

Tang Song practiced martial arts, and his five senses are very sensitive. He naturally noticed the woman's gaze. He turned his head and asked the woman standing behind him: "Do I look good?"

"It's pretty." The woman answered subconsciously.

Tang Song felt relieved after hearing this, because he thought he was pretty.He was afraid that he was an enemy who had discovered his identity before, and staring at him like this was planning to find an opportunity to stab him in the back.

Tang Song relaxed his guard, and continued to look at the menu in his hand with a happy face. Fu Dongxin beside him was inexplicably unhappy after hearing this.

He took the menu in Tang Song's hand, handed it back to the woman behind him, and casually reported a few dishes, and told the latter to go down.

Tang Song was taken away from the menu by him. He was just about to protest, but he heard that the other party reported all his favorite things.

"How do you know that I love these dishes?" He looked at Fu Dongxin suspiciously. Could it be that he has memories of the previous dreams?That shouldn't be the case either.

Fu Dongxin was also taken aback when he heard the words, he really just reported it subconsciously.

After being surprised, Fu Dongxin did not forget to continue to get close to Tang Song, "It seems that brother Yu and brother virtuous are really destined."

Tang Song wanted to ask if you could speak well, but in the end he agreed with goosebumps: "There is a destiny."

【I really want to kill him! 】Tang Song complained crazily at Candy in his heart: 【Just lie to me!I don't even care about it!Why can't he talk to me nicely!Do you have to talk like that to embarrass me? ? ? 】

The rising tone of the last sentence fully expressed Tang Song's dissatisfaction.

Tang Tang thought it was understandable, he persuaded Tang Song: 【The living environment and the things you study are like this, you can’t ask him to change his habits all of a sudden, can you? 】

【But……】

[Okay, when the time comes, you can talk to him more and influence him. 】

【OK. 】 Tang Song reluctantly agreed.

Before the dishes were served, in order to ease the atmosphere, or maybe Fu Dongxin did it on purpose, he exchanged greetings with Tang Song, "Brother Yu sees that my brother is wearing brocade, and his gestures are extraordinary. I think he is a disciple of a martial arts school or a martial artist." Young Master of the aristocratic family, why travel alone? "

Tang Song didn't hide this from him, he said: "I seem to be alone, but someone is protecting me secretly."

"Oh~" Fu Dongxin nodded, and said again: "There are not many sects or families that can train secret guards, I don't know my virtuous brother..."

"Why don't you know much?" Tang Song interrupted him, wondering if Fu Dongxin not only lied to him by name, but also lied to him about his identity as a scholar.

Otherwise, how would a scholar know that there are so many things in the world?

"Oh, it's like this, my father is also a member of the martial arts, so Brother Yu knows a little about the affairs of the Jianghu." Fu Dongxin knew that his words were too eager, so he quickly explained.

Now, it was Tang Song who interrogated him.

Tang Song asked: "Your father is from the martial arts world, why do you speak so politely and say that you are just a scholar?"

The tone of his question was very bad, and even his eyes were squinting.

"My mother came from a scholarly family, and my father felt that the world was too dangerous, so he raised me in my parents' parents since I was a child."

"So that's the case, but I misunderstood." Tang Song apologized to him: "My attitude was not very good just now, sorry."

Fu Dongxin waved his hands and said, "Nothing, nothing."

At this time, the dishes were also served one after another. Fu Dongxin took the wine cup and poured a cup for Tang Song: "Today, you and I are considered to be destined for each other. Brother Yu just said something wrong. Please also invite my good brother Haihan."

Tang Song was not very good at drinking, but he still drank the glass that Fu Dongxin handed him.

Fu Dongxin didn't know if he would, but knowing that people in the Jianghu are all about pride, he ordered Zhuyeqing, which had a somewhat high alcohol content.

This cup made Tang Song unbearable, his cheeks flushed immediately, he couldn't help but pissed twice, but he couldn't come out, his chest seemed to be pressed by something.

Seeing him like this, Fu Dongxin knew that he had guessed wrong, and quickly took some food with his chopsticks and put it in his bowl, "It's all because Brother Yu made his own decisions, I didn't ask you if you can drink, hurry up and order some food." taste."

Tang Song's last drinking experience was in the first dream, where he was lured to drink that beautiful fruit wine, but the two drinking experiences seemed not very good.

He wanted to pick up the chopsticks, but his hands were so weak that he couldn't even hold the chopsticks firmly, let alone pick up the vegetables inside.

After pinching it several times, he finally gave up, turned to look at Fu Dongxin beside him, and said pitifully, "I can't pinch it."

Probably because of drunkenness, the originally clear black eyes were foggy and shone with a sparkle.Being stared at by these eyes, Fu Dongxin pursed her lips, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, picked up Tang Song's chopsticks, picked up the vegetables and fed them into his mouth.

After eating the food, Tang Song nodded and said, "It's delicious, and I want more."

Out of habit, he opened his mouth to Fu Dongxin, revealing the scarlet tip of his tongue, and signaled him to feed him again.

Fu Dongxin hesitated a little, feeding someone so intimately seemed inconsistent with his personality as a scholar.If the other party recalls it the next day, I'm afraid they will question him.

No matter how smart you are, you don't need to question him at all. Just think about it and you will know that he was playing tricks on him before. When the time comes, you will be lucky if you don't turn against each other.

Inexplicably, as soon as he thought of this result, Fu Dongxin felt extremely upset, but at this moment, he attributed all these to the fact that he wanted to use the other party to bring down the Thousand Crane Palace who threatened him.

The cuff was pulled suddenly, Fu Dongxin broke free from her own thoughts, looked at Tang Song who was already in a daze beside him: "What's wrong?"

"Hurry up." Tang Song urged him, opening his mouth to signal: "Ah——"

This is for him to continue feeding.

Fu Dongxin's eyes gradually became darker, staring at the protruding pink tongue, until the cuff was pulled again, then he picked up the chopsticks, picked up something and fed it.

All previous considerations were left behind.

This meal took more than half an hour.

Zhuyeqing's momentum was not something Tang Song could resist at all. As time went on, his mind became more and more blurred, but his wine was very good, and he didn't make much trouble. Be well-behaved.

Only the silly smile on his lips betrayed the fact that he was drunk.

Fu Dongxin was overjoyed that he was like this, that playful, or rather deliberately disguised scholarly temperament, unknowingly melted into tenderness.

This box is closed, and the effect of the diaphragm is very good. They didn't open the window, and the hidden guards who followed Tang Song naturally didn't know what happened inside. Finally, after seeing Fu Dongxin take the drunk Tang Song out of the box, they also He just thought that after they drank, his Young Palace Mistress was overwhelmed with alcohol.

This seems to be the case.

Liuguang Building is just a restaurant, Fu Dongxin thought about it and brought people into his "home".

He rarely shows his face outside, and there are not many people who know that he is the son of the martial arts leader.He is careful and rigorous in doing things, and he said that his name is Fu Xin, his father is from the martial arts, and his mother is from a scholarly family. Naturally, everything has been arranged properly.

After he brought Tang Song in, he rushed to a man with a strong body and good facial features who was practicing martial arts in the center of the main courtyard, and said, "Father."

The man nodded very naturally, "Xin'er is back? Is this your friend?"

Fu Dongxin nodded: "He accidentally drank, so my son took him home for a rest, so that no one would look after him outside."

"Go, let's go." The man asked him to settle down with Tang Song, but when Fu Dongxin helped Tang Song to turn around and wanted to leave, he stopped him again.

"Father, what's the matter?"

"Your mother isn't feeling well these days, wait until you go and see her," the man said.

"Son understands." Fu Dongxin nodded, seeing that the man went off to practice martial arts, he also turned around and brought Tang Song to his room.

All of this was seen by the hidden guards of Qianhe Palace, carefully observed their faces and conversations when they talked, and searched the entire Fu Mansion, and then let go of their doubts about Fu Dongxin, and confirmed that he was real. He is just a frail scholar.

Fu Dongxin put Tang Song on the bed, and tried his best to bring a basin to wipe his alcohol-smelling body.

Originally, I wanted to deal with it casually, as long as I showed my caring personality.But when the tender white snow skin was exposed under the eyes and the tentacles were soft, he couldn't help holding the cloth towel and wiped Tang Song's body carefully.

And when all this was done, he seemed to come back to his senses, looking at Tang Song's face in a daze, his mind was full of the fake name "Tang Song".

He almost forgot that this person's real name was Jiang Wenrui, Jiang Xiao's adopted son, the young palace master of Qianhe Palace, he used...someone.