[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

The plum fragrance seems to have faded a lot.

Qin Xingshan frowned.

The man in front of him slightly raised his head and took a sip of tea, his fair neck was exposed defenselessly, his Adam's apple moved slightly as the man swallowed, as if he was always seducing people's attention .

Ye Yunqing glanced and noticed that his gaze was a bit strange, put down the teacup, and asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qin Xingshan withdrew his deep gaze at that moment, but the possessive desire in his heart and the desire for the person in front of him continued unabated.

I want to lean over, grab that person in the palm of my hand, and then ignore his struggle and bite him hard on the back of the neck, biting and grinding until I taste the blood in my mouth, until the person gives up struggling and submits meekly...

Qin Xingshan locked these thoughts in his heart with thick iron chains.

However, it didn't work.They will always accumulate more and more, become bigger and bigger, and finally turn into a behemoth that he can no longer control.

Until then……

Qin Xingshan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Ye Yunqing suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if he was being stared at by some terrible beast. With the experience of many previous worlds, he reflexively cast his suspicious eyes on the male lead in front of him.

However, the male protagonist still has an extremely innocent face of a gentleman, coupled with that green shirt and a handsome face that looks like a dog, he is exactly like a "hero" with the words "I am a good man" in capital letters on his face. ".

Would Ye Yunqing believe him? Maybe a few worlds ago... It's impossible to kill him now!

As a brother/teacher/sir, my heart is already riddled with holes.

Silently and silently, he took advantage of the effort of adding tea to get a little further away from Qin Xingshan. The tea was in his heart, and Ye Yunqing always felt that something was missing... It would be better if there were sweet pastries to drink with the tea , he gloomily took another sip of tea.

That was not my own illusion.

Qin Xingshan moved his nose invisibly, or moved the string in his mind, and frowned tightly again.

It is obvious that the exchange of pheromones is used to strengthen this person every day, but the subtle connection between them is still getting thinner and more blurred, and even becomes only a strand as thin as a hair. .

It seems that someone is constantly using something to weaken it.

Qin Xingshan's eyes slowly turned on the person in front of him. He was gently turning the empty teacup with one hand, as if thinking about something like him.

He thought, could it be him?

For so many years he kept the mark...was it because he was always looking for a way to wash it off?

"Bai Zhen'er" looked at a beautiful face vaguely reflected in the bronze mirror.

He picked up the pen and gently drew the eyebrows on his face, and he drew half of the eyebrows with great proficiency. In a trance, he seemed to see in the distant memory, the woman put him in front of the dressing table, and picked up the pen to teach him how to give himself Draw the woman's eyebrows.

At that time, his name was Bai Zhen, not Bai Zhen'er.

……

"Mother, why do I have to wear girls' clothes?"

Xiao Baizhen blinked, raised her arms and looked down at the light green gauze skirt on her body, full of doubts and shame.

In his heart, this is something that women only wear, but he is not a woman, so if he wears it, won't he be laughed at by others?

"do not move."

When she was young, Lu Yue pressed his shoulders, her dark face was expressionless, but there seemed to be some fierce emotion surging in her eyes, and she rushed towards the little girl in front of her like a beast with its bloody mouth wide open. small figure.

Xiao Baizhen didn't get a response, and lowered his head in a depressed mood, but the next moment he heard Lu Yue say "look up", he had no choice but to raise his head towards his mother.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that his mother used something on his face. She twisted his face with great force. It was too painful for the young Xiao Baizhen. Her fair and transparent cheeks Suddenly it turned red.

There was already a bit of crying in his voice: "Mother, mother, it hurts..." However, he didn't get a response from his mother for a long time, only the pain gradually numb on his face, and an extremely strong burning sensation a feeling of.

It's like accidentally touching the eye with the hand that touched the pepper before.

Xiaobai Zhen stopped the call in dismay, if no one listens, no one cares, no matter how loud and pitiful... what's the use?

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he tried not to let them fall, when he heard his mother's voice.

"Don't cry!" Lu Yue put down her hands and picked up the thrush pen, "Take back your tears."

It seems that it only takes a moment for the sore nose to brew tears in the eyes, but it will take thousands of times and hundreds of times of effort to withdraw the tears that have already been brewed.

Xiao Baizhen's nose was flushed red from the suffocation.

Who is the person in the bronze mirror?

Xiao Baizhen's eyes widened, and the girl also widened her almond eyes. He stretched out a hand, and the girl stretched out a hand, as if she wanted to touch his hand from the other side of the mirror. touch together.

His mother stood behind him with a satisfied smile on her face, and said softly: "My Zhen'er is so beautiful, she should have been a girl."

"Zhen'er, people will like you only if you are a woman, you know?"

"Mother is all for you, Zhen'er, so your father will like you even more."

……

But I don't like it, mother...

Xiao Baizhen had a sore nose, swallowed back the words in his mouth, and nodded slightly.

He hasn't gotten used to skirts and shirts for a long time, and there is that powdery smell that seems to follow him everywhere.

Xiao Baizhen always knew that there was a courtyard in the church that he could not set foot in, but this time he mustered up the courage to go there.

It's like wearing a mask that allows him to do whatever he wants.

This is not him, the former him was hidden in a very deep place, wrapped in a thick black cloth, no one can recognize him anymore.

To his disappointment, the yard was not much different from others he had seen.

Except that there are several white plum trees planted in front.There was a faint fragrance from far away, and he saw the swing made of vines over there, his eyes lit up, and when he passed there, he stepped on the hem of the skirt again, and fell hard to the ground, his hands There was a sharp pain. It turned out that there happened to be a stone where the fall happened, and the hand hit it heavily.

bleeding……

Xiao Baizhen stared blankly at the palm of her hand. The incident happened too fast, and she didn't know how to react for a while.

I was just a little dazed, and only the words "good pain" remained in my mind.

He saw a pair of snow-white boots parked in front of him, with a few extremely delicate plum blossoms embroidered with gold thread on them.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a young man in white standing in front of him, holding a long guqin in his arms, his long hair was shawl, slightly blown by the wind, and red cinnabar was dotted between his forehead, it seemed like It was the only bright color on his body.

Xiao Baizhen was a little stunned, because he had never seen such a person... He couldn't say anything ugly, he just felt that this person had an aura of being out of everyone just standing here.

It is memorable at first glance.

He heard a soft meow, and looked down to see a snow-white kitten sitting at his feet, licking its front paws gently.

A white jade-like hand touched the white cat's head. The boy in white squatted down and stroked the cat twice, as if he had noticed his gaze, and looked towards him.

Xiao Baizhen hurriedly lowered her head.

The boy's eyes fell on his palm which was cut open by the stone, he pondered for a while, and took out a gray-white medicine bottle from his arms.

"Does it hurt?" He said, without waiting for him to react, he took off the cork, pointed the mouth of the bottle at his wound, and gently shook some powder off, seeing that he retracted his hand subconsciously, So he grabbed his wrist with the other hand and said, "Don't move."

A veil wrapped his wound covered with medicine.

Xiao Baizhen recovered a little bit, and said in a low voice: "No, it doesn't hurt..." Feeling guilty.Peeking at the young man who looked like a banished fairy, he saw a smile on his face, and the off-white medicine bottle was handed to him, "Here, if you get hurt again in the future, it won't hurt if you apply this."

Xiao Baizhen was stunned.

Looking up again, the boy had already left.

He stood up, tightened his hands and squeezed the medicine bottle into the palm of his hand, looked down and saw the moon-white gauze skirt on his body.

The breeze lifted the hem of his skirt.

The author has something to say:

↓↓↓Look!Women's clothing boss!Isn't it cute, do you want the sun!

Bai Zhen: (dazed face)

Bai Zhen's last look at the skirt is really rich in meaning_(:з」∠)_

Because the amount of information in this world is all behind, it takes too long to code the next outline, this chapter is a bit short, force majeure force majeure (cover face)

Tomorrow Saturday is a routine rest, this world is going to be finished next week, there should be a snow PLAY benefit at the end, see you the day after tomorrow~