Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 308: Female Dominance World 23

When Fang Yanzhou heard his words, an indescribable emotion suddenly spread in his heart.

His eyes darkened and he whispered, "Wait for me."

Give him some more time.

Although Duan Chengyuan didn't understand what he meant, he still responded, "Okay, but you can't hide anything from me in the future."

"I won't hide it from you..."

"Go to sleep, it's late."

"Um……"

"By the way, are you okay with your wound? Wasn't it said to be serious? Why are you running around?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. The injury on the battlefield was more serious than now. I'm not..." Duan Chengyuan looked at Fang Yanzhou's distressed eyes and paused: "I'm sleepy."

Although Fang Yanzhou felt sorry for him and he was very happy, he didn't want to make Fang Yanzhou sad.

Fang Yanzhou touched the scar on his face, his fingertips were cold and soft: "Okay, go to sleep."

Having said that, he didn't ask any more questions, withdrew his hand and closed his eyes.

Duan Chengyuan looked at him silently for a while, then hugged him and closed his eyes.

A dreamless night.

When Duan Chengyuan woke up again, Fang Yanzhou was still sleeping.

He looked down at Fang Yanzhou who was still sleeping, and inexplicably felt reluctant to leave.

Although Fang Yanzhou came from a scholarly family and became the prime minister, he held a high position of power. When he was awake, although he smiled, he always had a sense of alienation that kept people away.

After closing his eyes and falling asleep, his features revealed a gentle and soft look that made it hard to imagine that he was the prime minister of the current dynasty.

Fang Yanzhou has been taking medicine all year round due to his poor health, so there is always a faint smell of medicine lingering on his body.

So Fang Yanzhou slept in his arms all night, and Duan Chengyuan's nose was filled with the scent of medicine emanating from Fang Yanzhou.

He had never thought that the smell of medicine would be so pleasant.

Duan Chengyuan looked at Fang Yanzhou with a very focused gaze, sometimes staring at his eyebrows to study them, sometimes staring at his eyelashes in a daze, and sometimes staring at his lips and thinking randomly.

So he didn't notice that Fang Yanzhou's eyelids moved.

Duan Chengyuan got off the bed carefully, covered Fang Yanzhou with the quilt, and when he was about to leave, he lowered his head and quickly touched Fang Yanzhou's lips.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, he left without even feeling the touch.

Fang Yanzhou's breathing became disordered.

He opened his eyes before Duan Chengyuan was prepared.

Duan Chengyuan was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. He avoided Fang Yanzhou's gaze, opened his mouth and said, "You... there's something on your mouth. Let me wipe it off for you..."

Fang Yanzhou looked at him for a while, until Duan Chengyuan wanted to run away, then he slowly opened his lips and said, "Kiss me casually, no need to be so sneaky."

He likes Duan Chengyuan like this, because he can't be his own Duan Chengyuan.

This is unique to him.

Before Duan Chengyuan could recover from his words, Fang Yanzhou reached out and grabbed his clothes, put his arms around the back of his neck and kissed him.

Duan Chengyuan hunched over, his whole body extremely stiff.

"Do you still need me to teach you?" Fang Yanzhou's voice was unclear.

Duan Chengyuan's breathing gradually became rapid, changing from passive to active.

He pushed Fang Yanzhou against the bed and put his hand on the back of his head.

He seemed unsatisfied with this, and took a big bite, and took advantage of the moment when Fang Yanzhou opened his mouth to attack directly.

Fang Yanzhou didn't expect that he would lose control so much that he even bit his lip.

No one knew when Duan Chengyuan got on the bed, his knees apart, above Fang Yanzhou, and his hands dishonestly reached into Fang Yanzhou's clothes.

Fang Yanzhou's dark eyes were filled with watery light at some point, her fingertips tightly grasped the clothes behind Duan Chengyuan, her ink-black hair was spread messily on the bed, with an indescribable beauty.

Just then, there was a light knock on the door, and Xiang Ming's voice came in: "Sir, it's time to get up and eat."

No sound came from inside.

Xiang Ming opened the door directly: "Sir, I'm coming in."

After Xiang Ming opened the door, Fang Yanzhou pulled Duan Chengyuan's hair and panted slightly, "Okay, let go."

Duan Chengyuan was also obedient. His mouth loosened the bite on the bone, but his body was still holding the bone, unwilling to leave.

He rubbed Fang Yanzhou's face coquettishly: "I don't want to leave..."

Fang Yanzhou kissed his face and said, "Come back next time. Take good care of your injuries at home."

Duan Chengyuan reluctantly said: "Okay..."

When Xiang Ming walked into the inner room, Duan Chengyuan had already left.

Xiang Ming looked at Fang Yanzhou, who seemed different from usual. Although he was confused, he didn't say it out loud.

"Sir, today is the day to return home. Mo Zhengfu said that if you are not feeling well, you don't have to go back with him."

Fang Yanzhou waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll go back with him."

Although Mo Yunhui married him only for a cooperative relationship, it was not good for a man to go back home alone and be laughed at.

"Is everything ready?"

Xiang Ming replied: "Everything is ready. You can leave after dinner, sir."

"it is good."

Mo Yunhui was surprised to hear Fang Yanzhou and him returning home, and couldn't help asking: "Are you okay? You look so sick, is it really okay--"?

When his eyes saw the marks on Fang Yanzhou's lips, his voice suddenly stopped.

However, he quickly looked away, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Fang Yanzhou: "Nothing, I've been living like this all these years."

Mo Yunhui pursed his lips, and his tone sounded a little unhappy: "Yeah."

Fang Yanzhou looked at him strangely. Who made him unhappy again?

After the two got on the carriage, they didn't say another word.

Fang Yanzhou didn't think too much about it. He just picked up a book and started reading.

Mo Yunhui looked at the bustling streets outside and felt more and more annoyed.

Who left the marks on Fang Yanzhou's mouth?

His Majesty has been rejected every time he came to see her these days, so it shouldn't be His Majesty.

Apart from His Majesty, he could only think of Duan Chengyuan.

However, wasn't Duan Chengyuan seriously injured and bedridden? How could he have run to the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Could it be that Fang Yanzhou bit it accidentally?

impossible.

Because he smelled a scent on Fang Yanzhou that did not belong to Fang Yanzhou.

The smell was extremely overbearing and lingered around Fang Yanzhou, as if it was going to devour all the medicinal fragrance from his body.

He had never hated this unknown smell as much as he did now.

He lowered the carriage curtain, turned to look at Fang Yanzhou, his eyes bright, suddenly like thunder, and said expressionlessly: "Fang Yanzhou, let's have a child."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yanzhou couldn't swallow the tea he hadn't yet finished, and he suddenly coughed violently.

Mo Yunhui quickly patted his back gently: "Are you okay? Is there any need to be so surprised?"

Fang Yanzhou finally recovered, with a hint of red at the corners of his eyes. He looked at Mo Yunhui in disbelief and said in a low voice, "Want a child? What do you mean? Are we going to have one? We are just partners. Why did you suddenly want to have a child? I'm sorry, I can't satisfy you."

How can he, a man, have a child?

Even if he could, he wouldn't have children with someone he didn't like.

Mo Yunhui sat back in his seat and was silent for a moment before he said, "I see you are either sick or ill every day. I am afraid that I will be bored after you die."

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

He poured himself another cup of tea: "Then you have the wrong person."

Mo Yunhui moved his mouth but didn't say the last word.

He was indeed a little impulsive just now. Who would ask for a child right away?

But Fang Yanzhou refused too quickly, which was really annoying.

If Duan Chengyuan had said this to her, her attitude would definitely not be like this...

The carriage returned to silence again. Apart from the occasional sound of flipping books and slight coughing, there was no other sound.