Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

"My lady, Jiaojiao..."

"Master... um~"

Kuang Chen's delicate kiss fell, tender and tender, Meng Jiao's body trembled, her soft voice was stuck in her throat.

He pried open her white teeth.

The fish swim freely.

The familiar feeling permeated Meng Jiao's whole body, right down to the depths of her heart.

"Jiaojiao, I love you."

The red tent was put down, the temperature in the house rose sharply, and the sound of gurgling water gradually rose.

.........

After a workout, both of them were sweating profusely.

Meng Jiao leaned against Kuang Chen's bare chest and panted with her mouth slightly open.

His physical strength is even more amazing than when he was Xie Huaijin in the mortal world.

The first match lasted for more than half an hour before it ended.

Xie Huaijin's peak did not exceed three quarters of an hour.

Sure enough, there is still a difference between a mortal body and a divine body.

"Jiao Jiao, are you alright?" Kuang Chen raised his hand to caress Meng Jiao's back, giving her comfort.

Meng Jiao raised her eyebrows unwillingly, "Hello, of course I'm also fine."

She would never admit that her physical strength was worse than his.

"Jiaojiao, here you are..."

Kuang Chen picked up a strand of black silk in front of Meng Jiao's body, wrapped it around her bony fingertips, and wrapped it twice.

He lowered his eyelids and looked at the birthmark on Meng Jiao's left chest.

The water-filled Bianhua flower blooms vigorously along Meng Jiao's skin as if drinking the morning dew, and its roots are deeply rooted in the heart.

Kuang Chen frowned, several broken images of the mortal dream flashed in his mind.

do not know why.

Looking at the Bianhua birthmark on Meng Jiao's body, he felt a little uncomfortable, surrounded by uneasy emotions.

Kuang Chen always feels that this birthmark is a gap that hinders them from running towards happiness.

Meng Jiao lowered her apricot eyes following Kuang Chen's gaze, "You said this, I was born with it, didn't you see it when I was young?" She raised her eyebrows, raised her bright arms to hook his neck Said: "Master, I still remember the first time we met, you didn't show any pity to me. If you could predict the future at that time, knowing that you would bow down under my pomegranate skirt, would you still be so strict to me?"

"My lady has a grudge." Kuang Chen listened to Meng Jiao's talk about what happened thousands of years ago, and temporarily put the restlessness in his heart behind him.

He gently pinched Meng Jiao's nose, "Jiao Jiao, if I take you as my apprentice, I must be responsible to you. Even if I can predict the future, I will still be strict with what should be severe."

Meng Jiao turned her head and shook Kuang Chen's hand away, puffed her cheeks and said, "An old man who doesn't understand style."

"Lady, what are you talking about?" Kuang Chen narrowed his eyes, his eyes darkened slightly.

The little apprentice is promising.

Dare to think he is an old man.

"I said you are an old man who doesn't understand style... um..."

Meng Jiao's words were blocked in her throat.

Kuang Chen didn't give her a chance, and heard her say for the second time that she was an old man.

He domineeringly restrained Meng Jiao's slender waist, which could be held with one hand, and turned around. Meng Jiao lay on the soft wedding bed, and the eye-catching red sky was reflected in her bright pupils.

Kuang Chen's eyes blurred in an instant, he leaned over, and his thin lips touched Meng Jiao's delicate red lips.

The beautiful music blends with the evening breeze.

The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

Meng Jiao leisurely opened her sleepy eyes, her eyes were hazy.

When she woke up, her little face was wrinkled together because of the discomfort in her body.

"Hi~"

Meng Jiao couldn't help but gasped, blowing on her lower back, and slowly sat up from the bed.

At this moment, she felt as if she had been run over by a car.

Especially the lower body.

That taste...

The other side of the bed was already empty, the satisfied Kuang Chen got up early.

"Squeak-"

Just as Meng Jiao sat up, the palace door was pushed open from the outside.

"Jiaojiao, you're awake, I'm sorry, I will try my best to restrain myself next time."

Kuang Chen stepped across the threshold holding a white porcelain bowl and a small porcelain vase in his hand.

His gaze turned to the direction where the bed collapsed.

Seeing Meng Jiao sitting up, Kuang Chen quickly put all his things on the table and walked forward with his long legs.

"Do you still want to do it next time?" Meng Jiao raised her almond eyes and glanced at Kuang Chen, "Kuang Chen, you go to sleep in the study tonight."

"Miss..."

Kuang Chen looked at her pitifully.

They had only been married for two days, and Jiaojiao was not allowed to enter the room and sleep on the couch.

He has been a vegetarian for so long, and it is hard for him to eat meat, how can he be willing to do what Meng Jiao wishes?

"Jiaojiao, I'll give you medicine, and you'll be fine soon after taking the medicine, can you please stop driving me to the study?" Kuang Chen said flatteringly, his posture was completely different from last night.

Kuang Chen: One must know how to be flexible.

Meng Jiao didn't want to feel bad either, so she lay down obediently and let Kuang Chen take care of her medicine.

Anyway, both of them have done intimate things, so there is nothing to be shy about.

After Kuang Chen applied the medicine, he brought a bowl of dark soup to Meng Jiao.

"My lady, you drank it."

Meng Jiao frowned: "What is this?" She leaned forward and sniffed it with her nose, "It's such a bitter medicine."

The bitter taste seemed to spread from the nasal cavity to the mouth, and he fanned the hot air around his nose with his hand.

"This is the birth control pill. Jiaojiao only needs to drink it once. I've already taken the birth control pill. You don't need to take the birth control pill again."