The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

Only Angela is still calm,

just frown,

He grabbed Adam's neck even tighter.

Angela: "Just these?"

Ruan Mo climbed up while leaning on the wall,

He took out the wound medicine and stuffed it into Dean's mouth.

"There are also dozens of soldiers guarding the rivers and throwing nets,

It might take a while for you to go. "

Angela's head was covered with cold sweat,

I have to speak again,

Adam, who was about to be strangled to death, found something,

It was stuffed into her mouth at once.

The thing melted in her mouth and flowed down her throat into her stomach in an instant.

"What did you eat for me!" Angela was furious, just thinking about strangling him to death,

The whole body suddenly swelled rapidly, allowing Adam to slip out from between her hands, rolling and crawling all over again.

Adam: "Brother,

shoot her! "

Angela instantly swelled to more than five meters,

The suddenly increased weight collapsed the stairs and cracked the roof.

The card is stuck in the Naga Palace and cannot move.

"don't want,

let me go! "Angela's eyes showed fear.

"Goodbye." Dean sneered.

The arrow turns into a stream of light,

It pierced her heart on the spot.

Her beautiful cheeks faded,

Filled with resentment and resentment,

burn out,

turned into fly ash.

Adam lay in the cracked hall, laughing loudly.

---

Norway was restored, and [-] Naga sea snakes became their slaves to rebuild the country.

The reconstruction took half a year.

Next to the new palace site,

A Totoro temple rises from the ground,

Adam, who became king, specially picked up their family from the Forest of Sighs, and named them as Norwegian national treasures.

Wei Miao's exquisite Totoro statue is ten meters high, standing in the square, holding pancakes in a cute and naive manner.

The returned Norwegians carnivaled to their heart's content, beer and fireworks collided in the capital, bursting out all the hysterical enthusiasm of the people.

Today is bound to be a sleepless night.

...

The colorful fireworks rose into the night sky, bursting into large expanses of grotesque fireworks, accompanied by deafening bangs, rendering the capital into a beautiful fairyland.

In the Totoro Temple, the giant chinchillas hold their fat faces, watching the fireworks in full bloom in the night sky, standing in a row stunned.

Paji, a beardless chinchilla, dropped the pancake on the ground.

A man came down the stairs.

"Totoro, I'm here to see you." Adam was wearing the new king's royal attire, leaning on the window sill of the temple with a handsome face with a little sadness.

Adam wears a delicate and majestic crown, and his usual sharp and arrogant facial features are particularly lonely, "We will be left in the future, you can't dislike me anymore."

Chinchilla glanced at him, picked up the half pancake from the ground, and handed it to Adam.

"Wow, you're willing to give me half of it. I'm so touched suddenly, cute." Adam took it without knowing it, took a bite, and smiled, "I'm just a little hungry."

Totoro nodded, looking at him with big wet eyes without guilt.

Adam rubbed its chubby belly, and continued: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you, cutie, for your mushrooms. You helped a lot when killing Angela. It really saved my life. Do you want anything?" Whatever you wish, I will grant you everything you want.”

desire?

Totoro thought for a while, and solemnly drew an extremely large circle.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. With this pig nose, I am afraid that you will collapse the temple."

Adam helplessly raised his forehead, "I'll give it to you tomorrow, is fifty enough?"

"Um!"

"Oh, you are really... Remember to climb trees to lose weight after eating."

"Um!"

Adam raised the corners of his lips, smiled, and began to sigh again. He reluctantly looked at the alleys of the capital, from the east to the west of the city, as if he was looking for someone.

"Let's go, let's go..."

Be happy. ...

Bypass the joyously celebrating in the streets, the common people of the capital, singing and dancing.

A handsome black horse carried two people out of the capital by a side door.

"Ah..." The soldier on duty at night recognized the two of them and wanted to salute excitedly. The young man sitting behind the horse waved his hand slightly and left quietly without causing any commotion.

The moonlight flowed, shining brightly on the surface of the earth, and the figures of the two of them, clad in moonlight and embracing each other, disappeared into the dense forest.

"Master, is this speed okay?" The black-haired young man held the rein and asked gently.

The blond young man, who had barely healed from his old injury, squinted his eyes, nestled on his back, and hugged his waist with both hands rudely, "It's no problem, my injury has healed a long time ago."

Ruan Mo said helplessly, "You said the same thing a few times ago."

This little liar, who had most of his ribs cut off by the snake man, was able to lie cheekily in order to drink wine while he was recuperating!

It's really hard to blind Hu Lang with his life.

Dean smiled lowly, took a sip of the refreshing fragrance on his neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I will never touch that thing today."

There are more delicious ones waiting for him.

...

Ruan Mo bit his lower lip, rode his horse in a muffled voice, and brought the little liar behind him who insisted on riding with him, and arrived at Lake Baikal not long after.

The stars and the silent lake are nestled together, the water is mixed with the stars, and the unknown fragrance of wild flowers is brought along with the cool summer wind.

The black horse was tied to a tree stump, and the little prince, who was once a head shorter than him, was slightly taller than him before he knew it. Standing with him, Ruan Mo had to raise his head to look directly at Dean's childish and handsome features.

"What's the matter?" Dean smiled and kissed his forehead.

Ruan Mo's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he glanced away, "Master... really don't want to be a king?"

On the original world line, Dean had already rebuilt Norway at this time, and eight thousand sea snake slaves were at his disposal. He took over the country of Aur, where the royal family was wiped out, with almost no effort. The next step is to kill the country of Morin and complete the western continent. Unified immortality.

But... Ruan Mo looked at the Dean in front of him, who wanted to cling to him all day since he was injured, and always felt that something was wrong.

Dean lazily said: "What's so fun about being a king, otherwise why do you think I rescued my brother from Angela?"

Only when Adam became king, he would let him take his wife to live a two-person world.

.

In the dim night, his black-haired knight bit his lower lip, and said in a muffled voice, "But you have the opportunity to stand higher, do you really not regret giving up for me?"

He no longer uses the titles of master and subordinate

, so that Dean listened very well.

Dean smiled ambiguously, "My regretful heart is going to die of pain. It needs the kiss of Prince Di'an's wife to be healed."

As he spoke, he moved his face closer.

The porcelain-white skin close at hand was delicate, Ruan Mo closed his eyes and kissed him, and in the next second, was caught by the soft and moist lips of the blond boy.

The dexterous tip of the tongue, carrying his passion, pushed away Ruan Mo's slightly trembling teeth, disrupting his nervous panting, and eagerly entangled him.

For the first time, the two rolled in a ball while each other was awake.

Not under someone's brainwashing magic voice, nor under someone's drunken confusion.

I love you, I want you, it's as simple as that.

His close-fitting black soft armor was removed.

His strong yet thin body was bent into a beautiful arc.

He tightly grasped the green grass on the ground.

He was soothed, and tears overflowed from his black eyes uncontrollably.

He was violently thrown into the clouds, his knees rubbed against the ground, and he walked on his knees whimpering, red marks piled on his elbows and knees, romantic and beautiful.

"Dean..." He trembled, biting a deep white mark on his lower lip.

"Stay still, hiss."

Dean's eyelashes fluttered, sweat dripped down his chin, and irregular love flowers bloomed on the light pink scar on his back.

It was extremely beautiful, and the silver glow of the moonlight perfectly outlined his thin and elegant curves.

Dean was completely intoxicated, his cheeks were flushed, he held him in his arms, and bit him almost rudely, expressing with his actions that he wanted to tear him apart completely, leaving no bones.

"So sweet, Mo, you are so sweet, woo..."

"... Dean, don't."

"Don't what, don't bite you?"

Dean let go of his teeth, turned the black-haired knight in his arms around, and bit down on his trembling red lips.

How could it be possible not to bite you.

Dean's eyes were gentle, he locked the back of his head, and kissed him more seriously than ever before.

Suck until his lips swell, bite until his tears are dim.

Nothing is enough.

Ruan Mo groaned, stiffened his back, a large swath of blush rubbed against his handsome eyebrows, and spoke incoherently, unable to face Dean's slightly immature and affectionate face at all.

He lay down, gently held, lost and deep.I don't know what night it is, the soul seems to be out of the body, only to be measured repeatedly with one hand.

"Master, Dean...Master!"

All he had left was this sentence, and he groaned until his voice became hoarse, and he was pitifully poured into a mouthful of clear water, overflowing the corners of his lips, and drawing amazing lines.

"Hey, don't bark, rest your throat, the master will feel bad."

...doesn't require much words.

The friendship between the two has gone through life and death several times, and it has long been impossible to convey it in any words.

A look, a whisper.

When the love reached its peak, the two hugged each other intimately, their fiery passion could not be expressed in words, they could only be repeated and murmured constantly.

With sweat and tears.

It is a hoarse and gentle voice - I love you.

……

The sky and the earth are falling, and the stars and the moon are the seats.

On the edge of Lake Baikal, a fiery sun rises, dyeing the sea of ​​clouds into a magnificent golden yellow.

Dean dampened his handkerchief and scrubbed his black-haired knight as gently as he could.

Facing Lake Baikal at dawn, Dean somehow remembered the scene when the two met for the first time.

At that time.

He picked up the paintbrush, painted on the horrible oil painting, and asked him while painting, "Do you see this starry sky and lake, are they exactly the same as the real Lake Baikal?"

The starry sky was pitch black, and a few stars could barely be seen.

Lake Baikal is a bit miserable. In the middle of the night, it is blue and shiny, with a little green light, as if it is haunted.

Ruan Mo's expression froze, his slender eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes in desperation and boasted: "Yes, master, your paintings are really beautiful."

……

Dean smiled lowly, a small dimple appeared on the side of his face.

Ruan Mo was in a deep sleep, and Dean put his arms through his armpits and knees, and picked him up without much effort.

Leaving the capital, there is still a long way to wander.

He is no longer that ignorant little prince.

From now on, he will prop up the sky for him and be his most steadfast backing.

Not just this life. …

The sun is slightly drunk, dispelling the warmth and coolness of the night.

The system dinged to indicate that the favorability was 100, as if responding to his self-question.