Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Master has other wounds on his body?

Feng Xi frowned, but hesitated whether to untie his clothes, just about to put aside those scruples, and stepped forward, but heard the strange voice: "Jie Jie—isn't this a woman's menstrual blood?"

"What?" Feng Xi almost thought he heard it wrong.

The first reaction was that Master touched a woman?

Clenching his fists, Feng Xi frowned more and more tightly, and then he heard it continue: "Your master... Jie Jie—I'm afraid there is something hiding from you..." This weird smile was full of jokes, which made Feng Xi's heart ache. Suddenly, an astonishing thought popped up in his mind.

"How come..." He was completely uncertain.

"Whether it's true or not, just take a look at this moment." The strange voice bewitched.

Feng Xi's heart moved slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to step forward, not forgetting to warn: "Don't look."

The strange voice clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "Why?"

"Don't look at it!" Feng Xi's tone was decisive, and there was a faint threat, which made the strange voice flinch and snorted, and fell silent.

After it disappeared into consciousness, Feng Xi pursed his lips, then slowly raised his hands, went down the collar that had been untied earlier, and undid a few cloth buttons, only the flickering candlelight in the silent room , The sound of explosions from time to time, the moment he opened the skirt, there was a thud, Feng Xi blinked his long eyelashes, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then I saw the snow-white cloth belt wrapped around the chest of the master, it was not injured, but if you look carefully, you can see a slight bulge that is different from ordinary men.

And that white, tender and delicate skin, if it is a man, it would be too much to justify.

This scene, like a thunderbolt, viciously shattered Feng Xi's heart.

really!

Master is, is it a woman!

……

Feng Xi couldn't remember how she got back to the house, she was in a daze, she just remembered being meticulous for him... no, it should be her.

After tidying up the messy clothes and covering the quilt for Master, he left in a daze.

Why did Master hide his true identity?

Master...it turned out to be a woman.

The candlelight was dim, and the room was filled with dead silence. Feng Xi sat by the wooden table in a daze as he let the demonic energy he absorbed just now digest in his dantian.

There was a mess in my mind, everything was there, and suddenly the fair collarbone and skin jumped into my mind so unexpectedly, it was unforgettable.

Feng Xi felt his throat tighten.

Because of this unintentional discovery, he almost stayed up all night. Even if he slept intermittently, he was awakened in a chaotic and blurred dream.

In and out of the dream, it was that person.

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Time flies, and it is spring.

The competition is imminent, and Song Le is also secretly apprehensive about Feng Xi's growth.

She thought that this little guy was very talented, but she never thought that he would improve so rapidly.

The previous bottleneck period seems to have passed, and now Feng Xi has grown a little taller, already past her waist, and her eyes are more cheerful than a little boy.

This made her very happy.

On Xia Yanran's side, the relationship has also eased. Song Le figured it out, the past is the past, and the present is the present. Although cause and effect are entangled, they are still two different things...

"Master, master, there will be a competition tomorrow." Xia Yanran walked into the study from the door, approached Song Le who was reading a book, and blinked.

Song Le looked up from the book, and met his beautiful eyes, this hesitant appearance not only made her feel a little curious, Song Le asked: "Well, what's the matter?"