I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

Today Qiu He has been out of state, until he returned to his room, he was still dumbfounded.

The two sat facing each other, Jiang Luo stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "Why, you are stupid after getting married?"

Qiu He still can't believe it, the marriage ceremony is over like this, and the person in front of him is just like this - has become his own?

Jiang Luo tilted his head and pursed his lips: "It's really stupid, forget it, I'd better regret the marriage."

Qiu He grabbed hold of him who got up and was about to leave: "An Ning, don't make trouble."

Jiang Luo calmly sat down again: "Did I make trouble?" He rolled his eyes, "It's not you, you are like a wooden stake all night, and you don't care about talking to you." Anyway, it's us The wedding ceremony was made like a puppet, and it really seemed to be forced by myself.

I really thought he was going to regret it.Frightened by his horror just now, Qiu He finally regained his sanity and was barely able to have a normal conversation.There were two abnormal blushes on his cheeks, and he turned away embarrassedly: "I'm just a little...too excited."

"Hey." Jiang Luo gave him a white look and turned away.

Qiu He lost face, and his face was a little pale, but he still took the initiative to play with his handle: "What did my mother tell you just now?"

When he went to get the medicine and came back, he happened to see the old woman holding Jiang Luo's hand and pressing back and forth. If reason hadn't prevailed, he would have been jealous.

Jiang Luo flicked|opened his sleeves, and showed him the bracelet on his wrist: "You|mother gave it to him."

The emerald green bracelet has no variegated colors, and it makes the skin whiter, smoother, and tender, and it doesn't even look like a good thing that the Qiu family can produce. I was not willing to take it down when it was difficult."

The focus of attention has long been diverted. Qiu He touched the bracelet and moved up his wrist absentmindedly. Afraid of being discovered by Jiang Luo, he hurriedly brought up a topic: "The Qiu family is ruined, and there is nothing special about it. Hard times."

Jiang Luo raised his head and was about to speak, but the person in front of him suddenly stood up, and a gust of wind hit him in the face.

Qiu He warmed himself up by touching it, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous any more, so he turned his face away in panic.

Jiang Luo didn't understand, so he blinked his eyes, and when he saw clearly again, Qiu He was already standing in front of the table.

The man held two exquisite wine glasses in his hands, and said softly to himself, "An, An Ning, let's drink at the Hexi Bar."

It was already the wedding night in the bridal chamber, and Jiang Luo, who didn't know what was going on with him at all, walked over slowly in a daze, glanced at the wine glass in his hand, took it and put it in a pose, and drank it under Qiu He's affectionate gaze Wine, but did not swallow it, just contained it in his mouth.

Qiu He looked at his bulging cheeks, thinking that he didn't drink, but felt that he had to drink at this time. The person in front of him suddenly stood on tiptoe, and his eyes were like a whirlpool, attracting those who looked at it Dizzy, can only be immersed in the world he created.

The faint taste of fruit wine spread on the tip of his tongue, Qiu He's pupils dilated slightly, and he pressed the back of his head tightly, chasing after that soft and sweet tongue instead.

Jiang Luo fell softly into Qiu He's arms, and after a short gasp, she said softly, like a cat's paw stepping on the tip of her heart: "I can't drink, I get drunk easily .”

Qiu He lowered his head to look, his fair face was already stained with a slight blush, even the tips of his ears were glowing red, and he was even shivering under Qiu He's gaze, which was especially cute.

Jiang Luo grabbed Qiu He's arm, opened his eyelids to reveal a pair of misty eyes: "Qiu He~ I~ my feet are soft."

Every inch of Qiu He's skin was tense. He stiffened his body and slowly picked up Jiang Luo. He only felt that the distance between the table and the bed was the farthest distance he had traveled in his life.

Jiang Luo's cat eyes fixed on Qiu He's eyes, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up: "Qiu He, am I soft?"

The blood in Qiu He's whole body boiled instantly, and the heat in his whole body was concentrated to one place, and he staggered, almost falling on the bed together.

Jiang Luo giggled like a kitten watching the fun after a prank. He buried his face in Qiu He's chest, and suddenly stretched out his tongue to lick|lick it, feeling the stiffness of Qiu He's muscles and the sudden A trembling: "Do you want to try, I can be softer."

He hugged Qiu He's waist tightly with both hands, squinted his eyes and murmured softly: "Qiu He, I like you so much." I really like you, I have followed you through so many worlds, I love you, really Love you.

Qiu He's breathing was stagnant, and he gently put the person on the bed|bed slowly, while he leaned over to cover it.

Jiang Luo raised his hand slightly, a faint sense of alcohol welled up, his head sank slightly, he curled his head and curled up in Qiu He's arms: "Qiu He."

Qiu He suddenly reached out and pinched his chin to make him look up slightly.

The small lips parted slightly, looking at the pink|tender|tender|tongue that exudes a tempting sweet smell pitifully shrinking, Qiu He lowered his head and gently bit his soft lips|petals.

Jiang Luo couldn't bear his malicious action and trembled slightly, trying to escape from under him.

Qiu He looked at his slightly closed eyelids, then at his butterfly-like eyelashes, which vibrated like a butterfly and seemed to be able to spread its wings at any time, and stuck out the tip of his tongue.

With a faint sense of wetness, Jiang Luo opened his eyes slightly, but he could only see Qiu He's vague figure, the weight on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and the alcohol made him feel a little unbearable. But when he ran into a thick and hot wall, he frowned slightly: "Qiu He, it's hard."

Can--

this time--

Qiu He didn't help him solve the problem of too much weight on his body or too hot body, but smiled instead, different from the usual gentleness and gentleness, and full of malice could be vaguely revealed.

The body is heavy and firmly pressed against his thin and thin body.

Outside the house, the flowers in the front and back yards, including the back mountain, bloomed overnight.

The red flowers and green leaves exude a fragrant smell, and the birds are chirping in advance, and there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

*****

"I don't want to eat." Jiang Luo turned over, turned his back on the servant who came to find him for dinner, and got angry for no reason.

system:"……"

It took a sympathetic glance at Xiao Douding who was standing outside the door tremblingly. Although Jiang Luo didn't say anything serious, the most beloved young master in the family was so angry that he still turned to him, which made him unconsciously Shrunk his neck.

Since returning home, his temper has grown. Even if he was speaking softly just now, he will be angry for no reason in the next second.

Jiang Luo didn't want to do this either, but without Qiu He's company, he would instinctively become anxious.

Hearing the reminder from the system, he turned uncomfortably and glanced sideways at the trembling shadow at the door, and after a while he let out a foul breath: "Okay, you go down first, I will go when I want to eat, don't worry about it. "

"Yes." Xiao Douding seemed to have received a gold medal for avoiding death, and hurriedly agreed and disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Luo lay down on the bed for a while, raised his hand and pulled the quilt to cover himself tightly, squinting his eyes and closing his eyes to rest.

System: "...What do you want to do next?"

Jiang Luo was listless and listless, neither opened his eyes nor spoke, just when the system thought he would not answer, and opened the game interface angrily to prepare for a fight, Jiang Luo suddenly spoke.

It's just that the voice is decadent, which is enough to show that he can't even speak up now: "I don't know either."

System: "...Then why did you come back when you stayed well?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes a little: "You are stupid, you are already married, if I don't come back, An's family will have to rob someone, now that I'm back, An's family thinks I'm tired of playing, and I should I will not trouble Qiu He."

After that, he poked his fingers on the soft quilt, his voice hoarse: "His career is on the rise, so I'll try not to cause trouble for him."

System: "..." A little confused.

But... I still use the camera to save this picture forever. After all, this is one of the few pictures in Jiangluo that is considered for others, and it is worth cherishing.

Although the chairman may find it harder to accept than himself.

After raising a son, he started to worry about others before he cared about himself.

*****

The young master of the An family ran away from home privately and came back quietly, outsiders must not be able to know.

But Young Master Yang could go to An's house [-] times a day, and he wanted to see him every time he came back, and he knew about it the day after Young Master An disappeared.

But he didn't know the whole ins and outs of the matter, he just heard the rumors from a few villains that Mr. An was looking for true love.

Young Master Yang, who wanted to take advantage of An's family to revitalize his family business, was so anxious. When he heard the news that the young master had returned, he didn't eat lunch and immediately came to visit him.

After all, Young Master An is still young and his mind is not yet stable. If Young Master Yang wants to hold the young master tightly in his hands, he can only make him his own as soon as possible.

When the boy over there came to report, Jiang Luo had just fallen asleep, and even had a dream of being hugged by Qiu He in all kinds of pampering dreams, just when he stood on tiptoe and wanted to reward Qiu He with a superficial kiss , the boy's sharp voice suddenly sounded, and Jiang Luo was startled when he didn't pay attention.

Qiu He in front of him disappeared in an instant, and his hands rushed forward. Just when he couldn't escape the bad luck of falling to the ground, Jiang Luo suddenly woke up from the dream with a trembling all over his body.

Instead of kissing, Jiang Luo was frightened to death. When Jiang Luo opened the door, he was naturally enveloped in a cloud of black air, his whole body was gloomy, and his face was dark: "Who did you just say was looking for me?"

The little servant was so frightened that his feet gave way and almost knelt down: "Hui, Hui, young master, it's Young Master Yang."

"Looking for me? Looking for me | What are you doing?" Jiang Luo was hugging like a burning stick, his mood was extremely unstable, and he might explode directly at any time. He said in a cold voice, "Tell him I'm not free."

After he slammed the door, he was about to go back to catch up on sleep, maybe the time he woke up was too short, and he could still catch up with the previous dream.

The little servant was trembling, seeing that Jiang Luo really didn't give any face, he knelt down immediately with a plop, and knocked his forehead on the ground with a loud bang: "Young master, young master, don't embarrass the slave, the master said, you must Go see Young Master Yang."

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes: "Now?" He just arrived home this morning, and he didn't even take a nap, so Mr. An asked him to pick up the guests. It's unreasonable. Can you excuse not having enough rest?

The system made a sound at the right time: "Master An probably knows that you and Qiu He are married, and also knows that you...you..."

Uh, some words are really hard to say, but this is still the key point. The system gritted its teeth and closed its eyes: "I'm afraid I know about your consummation. A pair of children, it is inevitable that the gun will go off..."

Afterwards, the system couldn't say anything, so he hesitated for a long time and said the most important thing directly: "In short, he is afraid that you will make a child and it will not end well, so...he wants you to hurry up, um, as soon as possible. You know."

Jiang Luo frowned slightly.

The system reminded him: "Are you going to see him? Young Master Yang is well prepared for his visit this time."

Jiang Luo: "What preparation?"

The system said contemptuously: "Old Master An originally thought that Young Master An had a good impression of Young Master Yang before, so he wanted to seduce him, but Young Master Yang is not sure whether Young Master An who has been running around outside is still the same." I have a secret promise for him, so I prepared the medicine."

"Furthermore, Young Master Yang is also afraid that the S|M switch will be accidentally triggered when the two of you are having a relationship, so he intends to make you confused, but don't worry, it's not an aphrodisiac, but a simple fascination drug. That's all."

"..." Jiang Luo's face was so dark that ink could be squeezed out, and the aura around him was getting colder and colder, so frightened that the servant kneeling in front of him kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Jiang Luo: "Okay, you go down first, I will wash up and go."

Hearing such a sentence, the young servant trembled violently for a moment as if he was incontinent, and finally he kowtowed his head, shook his head and ran away immediately.

Jiang Luo was too busy thinking about his own affairs, so he didn't notice that the boy was so frightened that his ass was dripping.

Over there, Young Master Yang was waiting anxiously in the study, looking at the inner room of the study, the medicine bag in his palm was almost wet with sweat.

What he is most worried about now is that he won't even be able to meet Young Master An, so there is no medicine to talk about.

Young Master Yang's full name is Yang Caisheng. He is a literati and scholar. He has a gentle appearance, and his soft eyebrows make him more approachable and friendly. At this moment, his brows are slightly frowned. In vain, people want to ask him why he is worried, and sincerely have an idea to help him solve it. Come.

With such a handsome appearance, it's no wonder that even if there are rumors, no one will think that Young Master Yang is a chaotic person.

When he heard the young man coming to report, Young Master Yang's brows slightly stretched, revealing a confident smile, and the young man who hadn't had time to watch it was also in a state of mind.

How can there be such a gentle and refined son, the young master is really lucky.

******

When Jiang Luo arrived, Yang Caisheng had already put away the strange expression on his face, and only looked in the direction of the door worriedly, standing up abruptly the moment Jiang Luo appeared at the door.

"An Ning." He couldn't wait to meet him, reaching out to grab Jiang Luo's hand, "I heard that you ran away from home, what's going on, what happened to you, why didn't you tell me?"

Jiang Luo dodged, avoiding his claws without a trace: "Well, didn't I always say that I dreamed of a person before, and I went to find him."

Yang Caisheng's eyes showed sadness at the right time. He reached out and touched an upside-down teacup on the table, lowered his eyebrows and helped Jiang Luo pour a bowl of steaming tea, pretending to be relaxed and said: " A person in a dream, why do you still take it seriously?"

Jiang Luo's eyes fell on his hands, and he coughed lightly.

Yang Caisheng shook his hands lightly, a drop of tea splashed on his tiger's mouth, and soon he calmed down again, with a little worry on his face: "An Ning, you have never been out of Anfu, I, we are also worried about you, afraid You have been deceived."

Jiang Luo took the tea and didn't put it into his mouth in a hurry. Instead, he held it in his hand and watched the tea stalk floating on the water, and said lightly, "It's because I haven't been out of Anfu that I can be easily deceived. Woolen cloth."

Yang Caishou's expression froze slightly, and then he showed a faint smile, with a smile on his face, which made people indulge in it unconsciously.

only--

Jiang Luo lowered his head slightly, and his eyes missed him falling into his tea bowl. He blew lightly, and the tea stems slowly fell into the bottom of the cup.

Yang Caisheng was embarrassed, and asked cautiously: "Then where have you been? Is there any danger along the way?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyes: "I didn't encounter danger, but I did meet a destined person."

Yang Caisheng's expression changed instantly, and he suddenly stood up condescendingly: "An Ning, you...'

Jiang Luo gently placed the tea bowl on the table and made a bang without raising his head: "Young Master Yang, I have already said before that I have someone I like, and our engagement—"

He paused, stood up, took two steps back, and bent slightly: "This matter is my fault, but I still hope that we can dissolve the engagement."

It would be best if this matter could be resolved peacefully. After all, Jiang Luo didn't want to make enemies, but if the other party still insisted, then he could only be blunt.

"No." Yang Caisheng blurted out, and when he met Shang Jiangluo's slightly narrowed eyes, he realized that he had overreacted and was a little flustered.

He reluctantly hooked the corner of his mouth, and reached out to grab Jiang Luo's sleeve, but was thrown away by the other party, and the sadness in his eyes spread instantly.

The handsome and romantic Young Master Yang lowered his eyelids, looked at Jiang Luo pitifully with his head drooping, and asked pleadingly, "An Ning, do you really...do you really not like me at all?"

Jiang Luo turned his face away: "No."

In a place where Jiang Luo couldn't see, Yang Caisheng slashed fiercely across his face, clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He barely suppressed his heart and wanted to ruthlessly press down the little prince in front of him to humiliate him. Impatient, he took a deep breath and looked down at the tea that was no longer steaming.

After Yang Caisheng suppressed his rage, he slowly said: "An Ning, I don't believe that you have determined your destined person in just a few days, have you ever thought about whether that person has plans? After all, you are the young master of the An family, from the capital..."

Jiang Luo was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he interrupted directly: "He is the man of my dreams and my destiny."

A look of surprise flashed through his eyes, Yang Caisheng picked up the teacup on the table and handed it to Jiang Luo abruptly: "An Ning, there is something strange about this matter, I think Mr. An has his own decision, you are kind-hearted and don't understand people. The world is dangerous."

Jiang Luo glanced at him suspiciously, and finally took the teacup in his hand, took a sip to moisten his throat and said, "Master Yang, I'm sorry, but don't worry, I think An's family will deal with the breach of contract this time. The Yang family's compensation, I think..."

Seeing that he was determined to win An Ning, a look of disdain flashed in Jiang Luo's eyes.

If this is the case, don't blame him for being troublesome and cruel.

Yang Caisheng grabbed Jiang Luo's wrist violently, staring at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, as if his eyes were only filled with this one person, wanting to pull his heart like a hook.

His voice was tangled and painful: "An Ning, I don't want any compensation, you know, I just want you."

Even though he was prepared, Jiang Luo was startled by him suddenly, the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground, he took two steps back and opened his mouth: "Sorry, Young Master Yang, let me tell you the truth , I'm already married."

"What did you say?" Yang Caisheng hated so much that his nails almost dug into Jiang Luo's wrist, his eyes were full of anger, "Marriage, why? I haven't heard the news at all."

Jiang Luo pursed his lips as if he didn't mind the pain, put down the teacup in his hand, his cheeks slowly turned red, even his lips were flooded with water, his eyes were slightly blurred, it was because he was thinking of Qiu He The real reflection afterwards: "Qiu He...I'm married to Qiu He."

"Qiu He?" Yang Caisheng narrowed his eyes and twirled the name several times, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Jiang Lu seemed to be drunk, intoxicated in his own fantasy. Under the dim light, his face was so pale that it almost glowed, and his eyes were amazingly bright. He stared at Yang Caisheng but his eyebrows were curved: "I think, Qiu You should know He, too."

Yang Caisheng didn't speak, he reached out his hand to help him, but Jiang Luo avoided him directly.

Jiang Luo couldn't bear his hands and feet, so he turned his back to him, put his hands on the doorknob as if he was going to leave at any time: "Master Yang, go back and help me, thank you brother."

There was a puzzled look in Yang Caisheng's eyes, he reached out his hand but this time he didn't dare to touch him with a shy face: "My brother?"

The young master of the Yang family is a typical dude. Although he is a twin, but relying on his seductive looks, he spends all day in trouble, and he suffers from the disease of being a coquettish young man, so he has a bad reputation in the capital.

Hearing that his younger brother was mentioned, Yang Caisheng didn't know how the young master knew his younger brother. He thought he had heard some rumors and misunderstood himself, so he quickly explained.

"An Ning, listen to me, although Yang Caijia is my younger brother, we are not siblings after all, and I don't have much contact with him on weekdays, so regarding his matter..."

Jiang Luo shook his head: "Your brother took the initiative to dissolve his engagement with Qiu He, which also reduced our sense of guilt, but don't worry, we will not miss you with the compensation you should have."

After all, Jiang Luo didn't give him a chance to react, he just opened the door and ran out.

Yang Caisheng hadn't recovered from the huge shock, so he naturally forgot to ask why he was already under the drug, why the young master was still safe and sound, it was only because of the small amount of drug.

He supported the table in a daze, and murmured: "Qiu He?!"

Jiang Luo ran into the garden in one breath, and saw a lot of cleaning maids and servants from a distance, then stopped, walked leisurely into the room, and asked the system to help release Yang Caisheng's real-time video.

"Tsk tsk tsk, looking at his thin and small body, I really couldn't believe that he has SM tendencies, or the S side, but now I believe it."

When Jiang Luo watched Yang Caisheng alone in the study, his eyes suddenly became angry and blood red, and he watched him hold the cup tightly until his fingertips turned blue and white, and his facial features gradually distorted. .

With a sound of "pa--", the cup that was just in his hand shattered in the corner of the wall, and the fragments spread and almost fell on Yang Caisheng's lap.

The servant waiting outside heard the sound and asked fearfully, "Master Yang, are you okay?"

Just like a day in June, if you change your face, you will change your face. Yang Caisheng took a breath and said softly, "It's okay, I accidentally broke a cup."

Boy: "Young Master Yang is fine as long as he is not hurt, you must not do anything, just leave it to the servants to take care of."

While speaking, Yang Caisheng's face had already returned to the image of a refined gentleman just now. With a wave of his hand, the fan in his hand swung open, covering half of his face. His eyes that were bloodshot from anger had returned to normal. , but the eye sockets are still reddish because of too much force, which seems to be caused by sadness.

Yang Caisheng opened the door with such a sad and tearful image, he didn't even have time to say goodbye to Mr. An, and left in a hurry, leaving only a desolate back.

"He's such a gentle young master. I don't know why the young master doesn't want to marry him." The sweeping servant quickly covered his mouth, glanced left and right and didn't find anyone paying attention to him, and immediately lowered his head to clean carefully.

He's just a small handyman, so it's not his turn to talk about the master's affairs.