Can you not die [Quick Transmigration]

Yue Ze saw his flickering eyes from the corner of his eye, knew that he was thinking wildly again, and then looked at the building in front of him, suddenly he didn't want to talk, what kind of aesthetics is this original owner?Several people live in one building, which wastes resources and space. With such a large area, it would be great to plant a garden!

System make-up: [I think the target likes this design very much, the host is careful, maybe you will have to live in this kind of house after returning to the real world. 】

Yue Ze got off the aircraft and his feet stopped. The irritability caused by the mental disorder was even worse, and his expression became bad: [Who said I will be with him after I go back?He thinks beautifully. 】

Yue Ze brought César into the building, and couldn't help shivering first, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was too low, it was so cold that people wanted to cry.

[System: The original owner was afraid of hurting the people around him, so he used this method to control his emotions. 】

【Yue Ze: Is he so serious?I feel okay. 】

[System: The main reason is that he is under too much pressure. You think everyone is as heartless as you. 】

Yue Ze: ...The one who can't control his emotions is obviously his own system.

César was also shivering from the cold, so Braddor hurriedly called the housekeeping robot to lower the indoor temperature.

The little robot has a round head and a round brain, and shouted with Yue Ze's extremely familiar electronic voice: "Okay master, change it right away!"

Yue Ze: ...

[System: Isn't it a little cute? 】

Kicking away the robot that looked very resistant to beatings, Braddor led César into his bedroom. The style of the bedroom completely conforms to the aesthetics of the original book. It is clean and simple, and looks like a hotel room.

Why not assign yourself to another floor?César stood at the door in doubt, not daring to find a place to sit down. He just felt a little embarrassed. Although the marshal was extremely beautiful and attractive today, he still couldn't get used to the fact that he suddenly had a husband.

Braddol looked like a scumbag at the moment, completely ignoring the embarrassment of his "little daughter-in-law", walked to the bed on his own, and began to undress.

The uniform of the military department is silver-gray, with a stylish white shirt inside. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect. César feels that Braddol’s undressing is slow for other places, especially when taking off the shirt, inch by inch, Slowly fading, the texture of the muscles on the back also showed up in front of him bit by bit, clearly visible.

Powerful and full of power, sexy as hell, looking at him, César could only feel the air around him gradually warming up, making him even more irritable.

"Well, isn't the temperature turned up a bit?" César unbuttoned the dress on his upper body, opened his mouth and took a few deep breaths.

Yue Ze thought it was just right, he threw the shirt on the little robot's head, and looked back at César: "You are wearing too thick clothes, there is a bathroom here, let... Xixi get you pajamas, and ask Marcus to put them on tomorrow." Bring your luggage."

César: "You, let me live in your room? Then where do you live? With me?"

Braddor took the bathrobe and walked to the bathroom in the living room, stopped when he heard the words, and turned around jokingly: "Why, you still want to drive me out?"

César shook his head hurriedly, and closed the bedroom door with a bang.

[Yue Ze: My wife is so cute when she's shy. 】

[System: Host, are you planning to stand up and attack? 】

Yue Ze smiled and said nothing.

After washing up, Yue Ze returned to the bedroom, and saw César, who was wearing the same style of pajamas as himself, lying on his bed, staring at him with a pair of beautiful black pupils, as if he was expecting something.

Yue Ze was a little bit stuck for a while, he was abducted, everyone looked at him like this, it's not good not to do something, but let him really have no interest in doing the above one...

César was also very nervous. Now he believed that the marshal really wanted to marry him, but if he was allowed to lie down...he had never regarded himself as a guide, and he really couldn't pass the test in his heart, but always You can't always fail to fulfill your duties as a wife...

For a while, the two people in the room fell into embarrassment and silence, but on the surface they were extremely harmonious.

Braddol approached his big bed step by step, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to hold César's ankle.

Cesare: ! ! !

system:! ! ! !

[Yue Ze: It feels good. 】

César put the quilt on his head, as if he was about to suffer some serious punishment, and said as if he was facing an enemy: "Marshal, you, you, me..."

[System: Hahahahaha let's see how you end up. 】

Yue Ze ignored him, but instead stared at Cesare for a moment: "Are you afraid of me?"

The other party's voice was muffled: "I'm not afraid."

You are afraid, Yue Ze endured the embarrassment in his heart, and continued to touch up, but the more he went up, the less resistance he felt in his heart, and when his hand moved to César's knee, he no longer wanted to leave.

César really deserves to be an outlier among guides. Not only does he have a tall figure that other guides do not have, but he also has thick leg hair that has never appeared on a guide.

If it was macho sentinels, they would definitely fall to the ground in fright, but Yue Ze fell in love with this male hormone-filled, symbol of a real man.In his eyes, this is the real sexy.

César also realized that he still had legs full of hair. He suddenly lifted the quilt, exposed his head, and looked at Braddor nervously, but bumped into his bewildered eyes.

He has feelings for himself, he doesn't dislike himself, he even has feelings for himself!César's breathing became heavier, and his eye sockets gradually became warm and moist. From the day he awakened his guiding ability at the age of 16, everything around him changed. His father kept sighing that there would be no successors, and complained that he was a wasteful sentinel. He raised himself with money, while his mother sobbed day and night, worrying that no one would want him who was strong and strong, forcing him to remove his hair and make up. His brothers and sisters were all laughing at him. Will be sent to the guide's house to continue to endure the taunts.

Brador was the first person who didn't look at himself with strange eyes, but showed appreciation from time to time. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he liked himself. They could see that Braddor liked himself, like himself Same, no reason, but deeply addicted.

If it's him, if it's this man with bright eyes, then lying down is not as unacceptable as imagined, it's like going to the battlefield, and it's over as soon as you grit your teeth. As long as you combine, you can give Braddor spiritual groomed.

After thinking it over, César breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and sat up, Yue Ze still put one hand on his knee, saw him get up, and pinched his chin with the other hand.

The atmosphere was so ambiguous, César held Braddor's hand holding his chin, feeling crazy in his heart, he was still disdainfully listening to Marcus talking about the cuteness of the little prince in the morning, who would have thought that now he would Sitting on the bed of the little prince's fiancé, only one spark away from the explosion.

"Brador? Can I call you that?" César spoke first, his voice hoarse.

The appearance of sparks instantly ignited the vigorous desire of the two men, fireworks.

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In the early morning of the next day, Braddol didn't know where he went. Marcus was ordered to bring the luggage and a pair of César's luggage in the military dormitory. Sitting at the table, holding a glass of milk that has long since cooled.

"It's okay, buddy." Marcus stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, smiling cheaply and beating: "How was your life last night, Mrs. Marshal? You are so good. After a night's sleep, you can help Dad gone."

César glanced at him sideways, but without saying a word, turned around and continued to be in a daze.

Marcus raised his eyebrows in surprise, he was not beaten, which is unscientific.

He sat next to César, poured himself a glass of water, and said while drinking, "Don't you change your clothes? Old Turner, ah, the grandfather of the Marshal, I heard that he is married, so he came here specially from the old house, The marshal went to pick up people early in the morning."

"Did you see the Marshal?" César quickly grabbed Marcus's cuff and said nervously, "How is he? Do you think he's okay?"

"As long as he controls his mental power, nothing will happen," Marcus said inexplicably, "What's the matter, you can't beat the marshal, right? He doesn't seem like someone who can fight..." As he said, he He also stood up and carefully looked at César's waist.

César lay down on the table helplessly, not knowing how to speak. He was prepared last night, but the later developments became more and more strange. He was already in a daze because of emotion, and Brado With Er's intentional or unintentional guidance, things became even more uncontrollable, so he did the above inexplicably. Although it was really comfortable and the marshal's reaction was very attractive, it was still wrong!

How could there be a sentinel willing to be under the guide in this world?César found it unbelievable. There was a fear of "big rebellion", but more, he was moved and happy. What kind of person is Braddol?How could he, how would he want to?Everything happened yesterday unexpectedly, but the sense of happiness he gained was enough to wash away the pain he suffered in the past 20 years. It was like a person who had lived in darkness for many years finally saw the light. He stretched out his hand and grasped the only salvation.

Although he was one of the above, César suddenly understood why after the combination, the guide always relied on his sentries, and their mental power counseling always got twice the result with half the effort, not because of genes or some strange mental power reaction, It is only after that that the two people who have "in-depth communication" can truly "communicate with each other". Not all people are like this, but this matter is absolutely universal.

Marcus had enough wandering around, seeing his friend's expression gradually changed to aftertaste, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, and he couldn't help shivering.This kid had a cynical look a few days ago, and he always looked down on the sentinel. Who would have thought that he would be addicted to it in just one night. Seeing him smiling like this, it can be seen how sweet they were yesterday.

Sweet Marshal?It's unimaginable, Marcus resisted the desire to make up his mind, and took out a chip from his pocket: "I thought the marshal was here to help you, but I was worried. Now that you are in harmony, Dad can retire with peace of mind." .”

What greeted him was César's fist.

Well, the man returned to normal. Marcus threw the chip to César while avoiding his fist: "This is from Rebel, and it contains the textbooks of the Wizard's House and his summary notes, not to mention brother and sister-in-law. I don’t spoil you, but with this, you can walk sideways in Turner’s house.”