Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

"Is there no other way for you!"

System: "This kind of reaction is like you want to eat when you are hungry. I can't stop you from being hungry."

What a fucking meal!what to describe.

As time passed by, Zuo Yan's mind was in a mess. He urgently needed it, fingers tightly digging the pillow, and his body instinctively wanted to go to the basement.

Zuo Yan pinched his leg fiercely, "Well..."

The exchange is indeed a great joy.

System: "Don't bear it, this is born, not a drug addiction, go to the basement, I will check more information about this world, and come back in two hours."

Zuo Yan was silent for a while, "System?"

"Ok?"

"Why haven't you left yet!"

System: "Why are you still not moving?"

Zuo Yan endured the restlessness, turned on the mechanism, and went to the basement.

Calling again in my mind, the system has left.

The things placed on the wall and the table made his breathing more and more anxious.

But... what the hell is going on!

Sitting slumped on a chair panting, with a whip in front of him...

"My lord is really interested."

The sudden sound made him subconsciously turn around, and the man in black came down the stairs.

Xiao Liuzui looked at him with eyes, and faintly glanced over with dizzy brows and eyes, the astonishment in his eyes could not be ignored, and there was still a section of whip biting in that pink mouth.

Saliva dripped down his chin and onto his body.

Zuo Yan stared blankly at him approaching, pulled out the whip from his mouth, and a silver thread broke in the air.

Xiao Liuzui's eyes were deep, and he put his fingers on his lips, "Your Majesty's appearance really whets the appetite."

"Who are you!" With a slap on the opponent's hand, Zuo Yan hid back, but there was a chair behind him, so where else could he hide.

Xiao Liuzui supported the armrests of the chair with both hands, looked down at him, and chuckled from his throat, low and hoarse, "Guess?"

Guess you are a big underpants, guess again!

Thought I didn't know you because I covered my face?

Xiao Liuzui looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "I didn't expect the Thirteenth Prince's hobbies to be so special."

Seeing him getting closer, Zuo Yan pushed him away, "Get lost!"

He thought it was a very imposing sentence, but to Xiao Liuzui's ears, it sounded like a prayer.

Holding the whip in one hand, it slid down from his chest bit by bit, "Where did this whip come from?"

Zuo Yan held the whip and looked at him coldly, "Of course it's for beating people."

"Oh? Is that to beat someone else? Or is it your own?"

Xiao Liuzui moved closer to him, and the whip slid down to his leg.

Zuo Yan was silent.

Calling every day should not be, calling the earth is not working, the biggest secret is exposed, what the hell should I do.

Xiao Liuzui stood up and looked at the things in the room, "The things in the prince's mansion really can increase people's knowledge, what do you think? Prince?"

Zuo Yan just raised his leg and ran for two steps before he was hit in the hollow of his knee by something.

Pain and joy washed through his mind, his legs limp and he fell to the ground.

This nasty Masok phenomenon.

The most indispensable thing in the house is the rope, which will not hurt too much when tied up.

Zuo Yan's mouth was blocked, his saliva flowed out uncontrollably, his black hair spread out on the bed, and a few strands of sweat stuck to his body.

The few red marks on the fair skin were extremely conspicuous.

"My lord, do you think you like it? Or don't you like it?"

Zuo Yan felt a hand shaking back and forth, biting something in his mouth, as if he was biting on this person.

Paralyzed, let go of me!See if I don't bite you to death!

Xiao Liuzui admired his body, his hands were not idle, but they were still soft, and he said meaningfully: "It turns out that the prince..."

If you dare to say it, I'll piss on your face. If you do what you say, Zuo Yan's eyes are threatening.

Xiao Liuzui knew enough was enough and didn't continue talking.

Zuo Yan was still immersed in the last emotion in his mind, his hands were untied, and the man grabbed him and put his hands on himself.

A hoarse voice whispered in his ear: "Did you feel it? It raised its head for you."

Zuo Yan felt weak all over, his eyes turned aside, Xiao Liuzui looked over, it was a pair of gold scissors.

"My lord is so interesting, I look forward to our next meeting."

Zuo Yan heard this sentence before he passed out, Nima!Don't think I don't know who you are!wait!

The next day, Zuo Yan ordered martial law in the mansion. Recently, thieves have appeared.

Qing Pi looked serious, "My lord, it's better to let the hidden guard..."

"No, just pay more attention at night."

If the hidden guards found Xiao Liuzui, they might fold in.

After the green skin went down, Zuo Yan went out for a walk, he didn't get any food that he didn't buy last time, this time he didn't lose himself this time, and bought a bunch of big and small bags in a while.

Then I went to the teahouse and drank tea while listening to the storybook, feeling very comfortable.

"Grandpa, the sugar man has bought it."

Zuo Yan took it, "Why is it a snake?"

The servant said: "There are not enough materials to make sugar figurines, this is the last one that has been made."

Zuo Yan looked at the little snake, except that it was a little smaller, it still looked like rhubarb.

"Master Thirteen hasn't been weaned yet?"

A jeer came from behind, Zuo Yan didn't turn his head, pretending that the person behind him didn't exist.

Zhao Feiyun approached with the servant, and sat down on the chair, "Master Thirteen looks good, could it be that mother eats too much?"

Zuo Yan raised his head, "Accompanied by beauties, playing songs every night, this kind of happy life, Zhao Xiaoliu, you can't experience it."

Mentioning beauty, the smile on Zhao Feiyun's face fell.

"It's really thanks to Master Thirteen for reminding us that there seems to be a debt between us."

Zuo Yan said calmly, "I remember you only had eight concubines a year ago."

Zhao Feiyun said: "I understand it very clearly. Could it be that the Thirteenth Master has treated me..."

He looked at each other with a strange smile on his face.

Zuo Yan looked him up and down, looking at him like looking at a big fool.

"If you want to be my male favourite, you are not qualified enough."

"you!"

"General Zhao will return to court recently, if you dare to do anything to me, I will dare to make your misfortune worse."

During his entire life as a soldier, General Zhao hated his son putting more effort into women's sex, so he often reprimanded Zhao Feiyun for this.

As for beating the prince, it is absolutely treasonous to General Zhao.

The last time the two fought, General Zhao directly asked Zhao Feiyun to practice in the barracks for three days, and shed a layer of skin when he came back.

Zhao Feiyun's fist stopped in front of him, Zuo Yan took a sip of tea slowly and said: "This tea is not bad, but it's a pity that you don't have the good fortune."

After speaking, he turned around and left, Zhao Feiyun clenched his fists while looking at his back.

Zuo Yan held the sugar figurine and didn't let go all the way, the crowd in front was moving, accompanied by the sound of drums and gongs beating.

Zuo Yan squeezed in and watched for a while, got into the fire ring, played monkeys and breathed fire.

Looking at it, he suddenly had an idea, he hadn't forgotten what happened last night, the head of a dignified faction, to be a man's favorite, he had to have the awareness of being a man's favorite.

A few servants followed behind him, not understanding why the prince watched an acrobatic and laughed so happily.