Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

"Feed this to Zhu Xu."

A pill was placed on the table, and the man looked at the man in black in front of him with a hesitant expression, "What is this?"

"You don't need to know what it is. Of these two, the red one is Baidujie. Take it beforehand, and the black one is Mixiang. What to do is up to you."

The man hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists, he wants to leave this place!

Seeing his reaction, the man in black sneered, turned and left.

Another moonlit night.

After taking a bath, the servant brought over a roster. Zuo Yan knew what it was for, so he flipped through it a few times, and a name was matched with a bust of a character.

They are all beauties and handsome men, let him choose.

Why not.

System: "If you lift it, what do you want to do?"

Zuo Yan shook the roster in his hand, "Of course it's... masturbate by myself."

With a flash, something fell out of it.

It is a piece of paper with a poem on it, signed by Wei.

Zuo Yan looked familiar and thought about it for a long time. This is a love poem that Zhu Xu handed to a man when he hooked up with a man.

Looking at the roster in his hand, Wei's one has a picture of a handsome young man.

Zuo Yan held the two things in his hand, looked at the steward below, until the other party's forehead was sweating, and then said calmly: "Let's just let him."

"Yes."

The steward bowed and stepped back.

……

Zuo Yan looked at the bright moon outside the window, and the man behind him was lightly undressing.

"Do you really want to do this?"

"Ah."

"I feel a little embarrassed."

"It's not the first time either."

"a little nervous."

"Take out the momentum of yesterday."

Tapping the rim of the cup with his fingertips, Zuo Yan seemed to see something flashing past in the dark night.

"Has he finished taking off?"

System: "It's over."

Zuo Yan turned his head, he took off really clean, at least keep one, otherwise it will be so cold to lie on the ground for a while.

The man approached and whispered: "My lord..."

Lord?

Zuo Yan frowned, and glanced at the wine glass on the table, "Taste the peach blossom wine from Zuixiaoge."

Zuo Yan watched the man drink it down, said that the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and turned to get the chessboard from the cabinet.

Wei Yi looked coldly at the figure behind the screen, took out a black object, and dropped it into the incense burner.

After that, Zuo Yan asked the other party to put on a piece of clothing, and the two began to play chess.

Every time Zuo Yan made a move, the other party would struggle for a while.

"Why am I so powerful?"

When the system heard his words, it was silent for a while, "Do you understand?"

Zuo Yan: "I don't understand."

System: ...Isn't it all about me instructing you to play chess, who is the best.

The game was not over yet, one of the two had blurred eyes, and the other was dazed.

Zuo Yan crawled onto the bed in a daze.

Sleeping to this tune every night, how much harm does it do to a person who does not lift.

When Zuo Yan's breathing gradually stabilized, Wei Yi gradually came back to his senses, seeing his appearance turned from embarrassment to anger. The person opposite him was already asleep, but he was...

The hatred towards Zhu Xu grew stronger. He stood up and took out the medicine he had prepared earlier. The other party was already intoxicated by the incense, and his actions would not be discovered.

Seeing that the person was getting closer and closer to Zuo Yan, the medicine held between his fingertips was about to be stuffed into his mouth.

A black shadow fell from the sky, and a hand knife knocked him unconscious.

Heiying picked up the things on the ground and chuckled, "Mother and child."

Zuo Yan felt his chin being pinched and lifted, his breath hit his lips, and the magnetic voice seduced his ears, "Who wants to control you?"

Just as Zuo Yan was about to open his eyes, he was covered by a hand, and then he couldn't move his body.

The black cloth covered the eyes, and the eyes were completely dark.

It turns out that there is something magical about it.

Xiao Liuzui casually stuffed the pills to the person on the ground, then undressed, and hugged him from behind.

After a while, he felt that the clothes were uncomfortable, so he took off all the clothes on Zuo Yan's body in two or three strokes.

The two of them immediately became skin-to-skin.

The quilt was not covered by an inch, his thighs were entangled, and the man's arms were wrapped around his waist.

Zuo Yan was so stiff that he couldn't move, "What the hell is going on?"

The system sighed, "How would I know."

The effect of the medicine just now was suppressed by the system. I just wanted to see what the surname Wei wanted to do. I didn't expect that suddenly there was another unexpected guest in the room, and he was a little rude.

Zuo Yan thought that was all there was to it, but for the sake of saving himself, he didn't expect it to be too much.

On the buttocks, I could clearly feel that something was quietly lifting its head, and the speed was not too slow.

It's stuck hard against some unspeakable part of him.

Xiao Liuzui opened his eyes and moved, the feeling beneath his body was very real.

then……

He fell asleep in this position.

Zuo Yan felt the steady breathing of the person behind him, and asked the system in surprise, "Can you stand up even when you're asleep?"

System: "Think about it every morning, isn't the man standing when he falls asleep?"

Zuo Yan: "Can this be the same?"

System: "Anyway, you can't stand up."

I'm worried, old man.

System: "Go to sleep, I'll help you watch."

The suppressive effect of the medicine suddenly invaded, and Zuo Yan's consciousness gradually dissipated.

The next day, after opening his eyes, Zuo Yan sat up abruptly. There was no unspeakable feeling on his body, but there was still a faint residual warmth around him.

The people on the ground were still in a coma, so Zuo Yan called Qing Pi and asked him to watch Wei Wei find out who was behind the scenes.

And Zuo Yan went to Suzhu Garden.

Seeing him go, some people just turned their heads and left, while others pretended not to see him.

Others just leaned forward, their eyes full of embarrassment.

There are only two exceptions, one is playing the piano in the gazebo, and the other is sitting opposite to listen.

Zuo Yan's pace paused, and he went straight to the gazebo.

Lang Ziyu panicked and played a wrong note, Xiao Liuzui glanced at the person opposite.

Zuo Yan sat across from the two of them, looking at a lazy beauty, "Are you still used to it in the mansion?"

"Not used to it."

Zuo Yan was surprised, so straightforward?

"Why aren't you used to it?"

I saw Pavilion Master Xiao's white fingertips pinching his cuff, and said softly: "I'm not used to being anywhere without the prince by my side."

Wait, Lord Pavilion Master, have you taken the wrong medicine?

Lang Yu flustered for a moment, played another wrong note, and simply changed the tune.

Zuo Yan adjusted his mood, raised a strand of his hair, and said ambiguously, "Xiao'er's mouth is so sweet."

After speaking, I shuddered.

Xiao Liuzui approached him, "Do you want to taste it, my lord?"

Zuo Yan looked at the face close at hand, and opened his diamond-shaped lips lightly, as if tempting him to kiss her.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Zuo Yan took a step back.

Boss, you won, I am willing to bow down.

"Father!"

Zuo Yan turned his head, looked at Qing Pi who came in a hurry, and the news he brought was, "Wei Yi is dead."

"How did you die?"

"Drowned in the pond in the back garden, it is because the subordinates are not good at work..."

Zuo Yan frowned, "Take me to have a look."

By the pond, a male corpse was covered by a white cloth, surrounded by servant girls.