Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Jingyang didn't insist anymore, he found a comfortable angle in Zhang Guyuan's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It was night when he woke up again, and he was alone in the carriage. Looking at the dark surroundings, Zhang Jingyang couldn't help but frowned. He knocked over the fruit plate on the small table in the carriage while groping. startled the people outside.

Zhang Guyuan, who was roasting the pheasant, put down the pheasant, and quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage, "Wake up Yangyang, let's get down and do some exercise, and we can eat in a while."

Zhang Jingyang hummed lightly, jumped from the carriage into Zhang Guyuan's arms, and after standing firmly on the ground, Ou Moran, who was standing by the fire on the other side, said, "Is Jingyang not used to riding in a carriage? Now There is no one else, we can only rest here tonight, I feel sorry for Jingyang."

Zhang Jingyang cheered up and smiled at him, "What did Changsheng say? I'm fine. It's just that I left home for the first time last night and didn't sleep well."

When he came to the fire, Zhang Guyuan got a cushion from somewhere and put it on the ground. After Zhang Jingyang sat down, he raised his head and smiled at him.

Zhang Guyuan continued to turn over his pheasants. He smashed the wild vegetables he had found and put some on them. Zhang Jingyang was a little confused when he saw these actions. Looking at him, he was a little puzzled, "Why sprinkle these wild vegetables?"

Zhang Guyuan smiled and said, "These can enhance the flavor of the pheasant." Seeing that the pheasant was about the same, he tore off the drumstick, "Yangyang, try it."

Zhang Jingyang took it, and it looked okay from the outside. It took a bite, and it was not bad. It was salty. With the addition of that wild vegetable, it had a 13-flavored taste. It hadn’t eaten all day, and Zhang Jingyang finished a chicken leg in a short while. .Seeing this, the employee handed him two more chicken wings, Zhang Jingyang took them and ate them quickly.

A chicken was not very big. Zhang Jingyang ate all the chicken legs, chicken wings and chicken breast.Zhang Guyuan only ate a chicken head and some necks.

On the side, Ou Moran and Jun Qihao had some servants who cooked some rice, but simply boiled some porridge. When they saw the chicken Zhang Jingyang was eating, and then looked at the porridge in the bowl, they couldn't help but feel that it was tasteless.Jun Qihao glanced at Ou Moran apologetically, "Changsheng, it's too late, let's play and eat tomorrow."

Ou Moran knew what he was talking about, so she couldn't help but chuckle, "Am I that greedy? We will pass by a town at noon tomorrow, and I will invite you to a restaurant for dinner."

Jun Qihao was stunned by that smile, his little scholar is so beautiful.

Zhang Jingyang, who couldn't stand it anymore, coughed lightly, "I said, two people, there are so many people, can you pay attention, don't just show off when you are together all day."

Although they don't know exactly what Xiu Xiuxiu means, but based on the overall situation, they also guessed something. Ou Moran didn't show any expression, but Jun Qihao said doubtfully, "We are both men, so what's too much? Why are you hindering others? Could it be possible to make us a couple?"

"Hehehe..." Zhang Jingyang couldn't help but smiled mockingly when he heard the deceptive words.Then he said to Ou Moran: "Is Changsheng's vision too bad? I think Mr. Jun is 30 at least. I don't know if there is a wife and children at home?"

When Ou Moran heard that the smile on his face froze suddenly, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Zijun is only 27 this year, and he is indeed almost 30. As for his wife and children—" He paused for a while before laughing again. He said, "There are countless beautiful women in the family. I don't know if my son probably has three daughters."

Jun Qihao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he couldn't help holding Ou Moran's hand, his face was a little anxious, and he wanted to say something, but Ou Moran suddenly interrupted his words, "Zijun, am I right? "

Jun Qihao's voice was a little hoarse, "Changsheng is right, but..." Seeing the people around him, he swallowed what he wanted to say again.He wrote something gently on his hand, Ou Moran bowed his head and remained silent.

Zhang Jingyang looked at them and shook his head and smiled lightly, but he still felt a little disdainful for Jun Qihao's family who had a wife and son and came out to make money, but he felt a little pity for the "little three" Ou Moran.He can't say whether it's right or wrong. After all, in ancient times, three wives and four concubines were the normal status quo, but he was full of anger, paper and children, and true love emerged, but what kind of emotional impact would his wife and concubines have on his children? He can also imagine the treatment.

Zhang Guyuan looked at Zhang Jingyang dotingly, taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, he leaned into his ear and said: "I only have Yang Yang in my life, if there are any lies, I will be struck by lightning."

Zhang Jingyang didn't expect the sudden love confession, he turned his head to look at Zhang Guyuan, and kissed him on the face.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be something flickering in their eyes.

At night, it was already winter, and the weather was cold. Although the fire was burning, Zhang Guyuan was still afraid that his little husband would be cold. He put him in his arms and took out the quilt he had prepared. , gently put it on him, and then quietly hugged the person in his arms, leaning against the tree to sleep.

On the other side, Ou Moran and Jun Qihao hadn't slept. The two of them were chatting. They were talking about going back to the capital, but they suddenly started talking about family affairs. Jun Qihao couldn't help it. He replied just now "Changsheng, I haven't stepped into the backyard for two years. Believe me, I will never touch them again in the future."

"Why did Zijun say that? They are your wives and concubines. It has nothing to do with me if you touch them."

"Changsheng clearly knows why I said that."

Ou Moran paused for a moment, and said seriously to him: "I don't know."

Jun Qihao was taken aback for a moment, and then swore in a hoarse voice: "I, Jun Qihao, swear to the sky, from now on, there will be only the little scholar, and if he dares to touch others, he will die without a place to die."

Ou Moran was not moved, he still looked at him calmly, "You already have offspring, what if I want to have one in the future?"

This sentence made Jun Qihao pause for breath, "Longevity..." But he didn't know what to say next.

Do you want to say, I don't mind, as long as Changsheng has offspring, don't touch other people.Fuck it, he minds very much, and doesn't want his little scholar to touch other people at all.But this is unfair to him. He has three concubines and four concubines in his yard. He has three sons and more than a dozen daughters. However, he has no children and no wives and concubines. He just let him have one offspring. But he didn't want, didn't want his little scholar to touch other people.

Seeing that Jun Qihao was silent, Ou Moran said quietly: "You have already tasted women and brothers, but I have never touched anything."