[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

Lan Qing is light-hearted and doesn't care about lust, but ever since she fell in love with Lan Si, she can't wait to lock him up on the bed and pamper him day and night. This makes him not like the original him, but it makes him feel extremely happy.

It seems that the previous ten years of innocence and asceticism were all to meet Lan Si, but now this selfish and domineering one.The sullen and jealous him is the real him.

The ground in the room was soaked into a transparent water beach by the shaking and splashing water, and the bathtub made an overwhelmed creaking sound due to the violent action.It seems that it will burst completely in the next second.

The arm holding tightly to the edge of the tub was dazzling white, the thin white fingers clutching the barrel tightly trembled slightly, and the dark blue blood vessels stretched out on the back of the hand were slender and moving.

Lance bit his lip to bear the intrusion behind him, the pulsating water relieved the tearing pain a little, but the deep movements seemed to smash him into pieces, which was unbearable.

He choked and cried softly, unable to open his eyelashes soaked in tears.

"Second Brother...Second Brother..."

The teeth marks on the nape of the neck were like a ferocious beast trying to brand its own mark on the prey. Lance stiffened because of his movements, like a trembling cat pinching the nape of the neck, clearly feeling the flesh being squeezed. The sense of threat of grinding.

Lan Qing was silent and did not speak, as if she had concentrated all the emotions rolling in her chest into the skin-to-skin kiss, kissing and licking fondly, unwilling to let go even an inch.

After lingering in the tub for a long while, Lan Qing carried him to the bed, Lan Si's calves were drenched in wet water, and shone with a shining silver light, like the best warm porcelain.

Lan Si's face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were stained with tears. His eyes were like plump and juicy peaches, which would overflow with sweet juice when he pinched them lightly.

After he was put on the bed by Lan Qing, he crawled towards the foot of the bed like a frightened little beast, trying to escape the unrestrained demands, but the snow-white body covered with traces was sweet food in Lan Qing's eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable. Greedy want to devour.

Lan Qing's eyes were deep, glowing with a strange and scorching light. He tore off the silk ribbon hooking the bed curtain, knelt on the bed and bent over to grab the young man's delicate ankle, and then dragged him back to him inch by inch. in bondage.

The night before was so much tossing, Lan Si fell into a coma until the next afternoon before waking up in a daze.There was no one around.On the contrary, he felt a little itchy around his face, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the little fox lying next to his pillow was licking his face passionately.

When Lance moved a little, he felt sore all over his body as if he had been run over. He hummed uncomfortably and whispered to the little fox.

"I'm a bit hungry, can you go out and call someone in?"

The little fox tilted his head and looked at him, his bright black eyes flickered, as if he understood what he was saying, the fluffy white tail swept his face comfortingly, then jumped out of the bed and ran towards the door outside.

After a while, Mo Ci ran in from the outside, and excitedly lay down beside the bed to ask.

"My lord, why did you sleep for so long?"

He obviously didn't know what happened to Lan Si and Lan Qing, and he naively thought that Lan Si was snoozing, so he teased him while chatting.

Lan Si also didn't intend to tell him about himself and Lan Qing. After all, the more you know, the more dangerous you are, so you just prevaricate vaguely and ask.

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Mo Ci nodded quickly and replied happily.

"Brother Zichen just went to cook porridge. My lord, let me tell you that brother Zichen's cooking is very delicious, even better than the cooking of the general's mansion!"

Lance asked suspiciously.

"Brother Zichen?"

Mo Ci nodded vigorously, with admiration shining in his eyes.

"That's right, it's Duan Zichen from Westinghouse. He looks good, cooks delicious food, and is good at martial arts!"

Lan Si nodded thoughtfully, it seems that the oiran is Duan Zichen.

After chatting for a while, Duan Zichen came in with a bowl and said to Lan Si with a smile.

"You are up, have some porridge."

Mo Ci by the bed immediately stood up when he heard his voice, and happily moved over.Like an enthusiastic puppy, he followed behind Duan Zichen.

Duan Zichen looked back at him, with a gentle smile on his beautiful face, and said kindly.

"Little General, there is still chicken soup stewed in the kitchen, can you help me look at it?"

Mo Ci nodded immediately, and said seriously with bright eyes.

"it is good!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to run to the kitchen. Duan Zichen closed the door and explained gently as he walked towards the bed.

"The Second Highness and the Fifth Highness are discussing things in the hall, so they sent me to take care of you first."

Lance nodded, and wanted to get out of the bed in embarrassment, but he stopped him. He tucked the corner of the bed, and then sat on the chair beside the bed and said.

"Just sit down."

Looking at his knowing expression, Lan Si understood that he must know about the matter between himself and Lan Qing, his white face suddenly turned red like a cloud, his drooping eyelashes trembled shyly, and whispered.

"Thank you."

Duan Zichen stuffed a pillow in his back, and then helped him to sit up and drink porridge. Lan Si obediently drank more than half a bowl and couldn't eat any more. Duan Zichen carefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then said softly .

"The Second Highness said that you were hurt a bit, so I brought some medicine from Guli here, and it will be fine tomorrow after wiping it off."

Lance lowered his head in a panic, bit his lip in difficulty, and muttered.

"I, I'll do it myself."

Duan Shouchen smiled sweetly, the clear and beautiful outline is completely different from Lan Si's, so he even put on women's clothing to show people that night in Yingchun Tower.There is no sense of incongruity.

He got up in a hurry, holding a bowl and asked.

"The Second Highness said that he will come to help you apply the medicine in a while, so you can take a rest."

After Lance thanked him in a low voice, he left the room gracefully and closed the door softly.

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Lan Qing: (satisfied) I got it.

Lan Lan: (chin up) I want to see Lan Si.

Lance: (grievously) Butt hurts.

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