Fast Transmigration: Black Raiders

Li Tang was stripped of his clothes, and the smooth and cool brocade quilt slid over his skin and covered him.He has been abstinent for 15 years, and to be honest, after this body entered puberty, he often dreamed of the two absurdly tossing each other at night, saying that he didn't want to have a sex is a lie.However, as the eldest son of the Zhong family who was forcibly married, at least he had to say "no no", plus staring and grinding his teeth, it would be more perfect if he could spit blood.

He lay there with his eyes closed like a dead fish, waiting for the leader of the Demon Cult to give full play to his ravages, but after waiting for a while, he couldn't wait for Fang Mo's next move, so he couldn't help but open his eyes, and finally The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

I saw Fang Mo bowing his waist hard in the carriage, spreading the blazingly red phoenix embroidered wedding dress on the couch, smoothing the wrinkles conscientiously and conscientiously, pulling off a sleeve, straightening it, and pulling it over again. One sleeve was folded up, and then she buried her head in dealing with the silk brocade and fringed skirt, her frown was serious and serious, as if she was dealing with a major issue related to the common people in the world.

Li Tang: ...Your trousers have been taken off, and you actually ran to fold the clothes?

Fang Mo noticed his gaze, raised his head and showed him a gentle smile: "Shu'er wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Then he lowered his head.

No matter how sincere the smile was, Li Tang still saw perfunctory in it.He deeply doubted whether Fang Mo's head was broken in this life, or if he really couldn't do it, or if he was short and weak...

Li Tang watched as he folded the clothes more skillfully than the waiters in the clothing store. He tried his best to find faults, folded the sharp corners, and pulled the creases, one after another, and finally folded the clothes together. The whole set of wedding dress was neatly folded, then opened the drawer under the couch, put it in and straightened it, and closed the drawer.

Fang Mo looked calm, smiled lightly, and looked at him ambiguously and hooliganically from top to bottom, making Li Tang's eyes heat up, and the fire slowly burned into his body, flowing into his internal organs.

Li Tang's throat was itchy, and he was surprised to find that the corners of Fang Mo's eyes, eyebrows and hair looked quite to his liking.He subconsciously licked his lips and found that he had regained some strength. He turned his head with a pitiful look of being slaughtered, and said in a hoarse voice: "Man is a knife, I am a fish. If you want to kill or cut, it is up to you." Subtext: Momo chirp a ball, if you want to go up, go up fast.

The side face of the young boy Yurun on the couch is exquisite and unparalleled, with a slight tinge of light red, and there is an imperceptible expectation hidden deep in the black eyes staring at the car wall, as if waiting for the shit shoveler to feed him with a reserved air cat, but the tail wagging unconsciously reveals the eagerness in his heart.

Fang Mo snorted, the pretentious gentleness disappeared from his face, his lips curled up with evil and malicious arcs, and his voice was dark and seductive: "Shu'er is my heart, not only will I not kill you as a husband, but I will kill you." I will love you and spoil you, love you and fuck you." After finishing speaking, the slender and white fingers easily pulled the belt around his waist, and the crimson wedding gown with dark patterns and black borders fell from him...

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There was silence in the carriage, only the rustling of clothes and the rolling of wheels could be heard.

Li Tangmu stared at someone who was squatting there folding clothes again. He was burning with desire until he saw that his heart was calm, and finally turned his head away to sleep with sour eyes.

Li Tang took a nap for a while, and when he woke up, the medicine was gone.Fang Mo was sitting beside him, dressed in white clothes and a thick white fox fur, holding a book in his hand, and the wide cuff embroidered with intricate vine leaf patterns slid towards the crook of his arm. Cut it off, revealing a wrist as glazed as white as porcelain.

"Shu'er is awake?" Fang Mo put down the book, with a light smile, lifted the quilt and said, "Since you are awake, get up and change your clothes."

Li Tang helped the couch to sit up, wearing a clean and thin silk pajamas, half-covered but still exposed, vaguely, it is more imaginative than completely undressed.With a dark face, he took off his pajamas, pulled over the neatly folded clothes, and watched Fang Mo pick up the clothes and fold them there again, without even raising his head, he couldn't help but put on his clothes indiscriminately. Stay suspicious.

Could it be that Fang Mo is really dying?Or have been friends with friends for two lifetimes, and now you suddenly have no interest in him?

Li Tang raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes glanced at Fang Mo, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

Fang Mo folded his pajamas, turned around to look at him, frowned and looked at him for a while, then leaned over to untie his messy laces, brushed the dust on his inner coat with his slender fingers, and lowered his eyebrows gently Modesty, carefully help him re-tie the belt.Li Tang was sitting on the couch, the cold and faint breath of Fang Mo's body lingering on the tip of his nose.

After putting on the clothes, Fang Mo took off the suet white hanging jade around his waist, tied it around his waist, took the ancient sandalwood and combed his black hair, tied half of it with a white headband, and then wrapped the fox fur tightly. Bending down to pick up the broken strands one by one.

"Master, we will arrive in Yanzhou in two hours. There is a river here. Do you think you can make a fire here to prepare meals?" An old voice came from outside the carriage.

Fang Mo held a few strands of hair in his hand, paused and said, "Yes."

The carriage stopped, Fang Mo opened the curtain and went out. After a while, he came in with a clean silk handkerchief soaked in water. Before Li Tang could react, the handkerchief was wiped on his face. neck.

Li Tang was completely strangled in the excitement of meeting his old friend for a long time. It was not like finding a lover, but like finding a father who had been separated for many years.

After wiping his face, Fang Mo looked busy, and went to tidy the bed in the car again, without any human hands.Li Tang looked tired for him, his dark eyes rolled with his movements, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After lunch, the carriage continued on its way and entered Yanzhou City after dark.A group of people found an inn to stay. During dinner, a group of people at the next table talked loudly, saying that the eldest son of Yanyang City was going to be asked by the leader of the demon sect to be the wife of the oppressive sect.It's a pity that they are not in Yanyang City, and they don't know that things have developed from the future tense to the past tense.

Li Tang bit his chopsticks and listened with great interest. After eating two mouthfuls of rice, he stopped to listen to the eldest son of the Zhong family who they said was "Yushu Linfeng", "Great in Talent and Beauty", "Suave in Style" and "Extraordinary in Wisdom". He couldn't wait to hear the wonderful place He was full of praise, his eyes were as bright as a big yellow dog under the table begging for food.

But Fang Mo was not interested in him. After all, he was the big devil who was called "deer-headed mouse-eyed", "sharp-mouthed monkey gills", and "crooked melon and split dates".

But gradually, between pushing the cups and changing the cups, the alcohol got on his head, and the words became out of order. The dangling wine attracted the sperm, and the words also developed in a dirty direction, and they had sex with the two of them. guesses between.

Li Tang was very disappointed and filled his stomach indiscriminately. Fortunately, the people at the next table also dispersed.He sat there and let Fang Mo wipe his mouth with a handkerchief. Although his face was expressionless, but his eyes were shining, he raised his head and wiped his mouth for him. After wiping, he looked at him suspiciously and said, "Why don't you People insulted you, but you didn't take action?"

Fang Mo smiled lightly: "Seeing that you listened interestingly, I couldn't bear to disturb your interest."

Li Tangdao: "According to you, as long as I am happy, let alone people insulting you, you will do anything?"

Fang Mo stared at him deeply, with a smile on his brows and eyes, with a hint of madness in his gentleness: "In the world, I will get you whatever you want."

Li Tang looked at him, thought and thought, and thought of a request that was very suitable for his status and sour: "I want you to let me go."

Fang Mo turned his eyes halfway, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "I'm afraid Shu'er misunderstood, I didn't intend to imprison you. It's just that you also know that your mother is the last saint in my sect, and she was no match for Zhong Mingxiu's father back then." , was wounded and fled back to southern Xinjiang with the half treasure map handed over by your father, and in the past 20 years, there has been a day and a night that I have not cared about you."

Hearing what he said seriously, Li Tang felt suspicious in his stomach.To some extent, Li Tang obtained the perspective of God.From Zhong Cishu, he clearly knew that the purpose of the Devil's Cult was the remaining half of the treasure map, and after more than ten years of association with Zhong's father, he also knew that Zhong's father treated him more considerately and pampered than his own son Zhong Cijing.As for whether the elder's past is true or not, it is not easy to confirm, but there are clear clues about what happened in the future.

However, Fang Mo first disturbed him with the matter of his ancestors, and now he made up reasons to confuse him. Before that, he didn't feel any difference, but now that he thinks about it, there is a reason that makes sense.

Fang Mo didn't know.

Because I don't know his identity, I make up stories.

Because he didn't know that he knew most of the truth, he tried to deceive him to gain trust.

Because I don't know their previous intersection, I have no feelings in my heart, so I took off my pants and ran to fold the clothes.

Li Tang was inexplicably disappointed at first, and then the surprise of turning himself into the master filled him.In the past, the opponent held the initiative, his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know the cards in the opponent's hand. Now that the opponent is in his hands, if he doesn't play well, he will be sorry for the dark losses he suffered in his previous life and his previous life.

Li Tang was overjoyed, he was a showman, and the ignorant young master was surprised and doubtful after being cheated and couldn't help but believe. He said half-truth and half-truth: "For 20 years, my father has treated me with great affection, but it is Master Fang I don't know what is the intention of the so-called mother in the mouth?"

"I know you were bewitched and taught by Zhong Mingxiu, so it's useless to talk now. You go to the southern border with me, and the truth will naturally emerge." Fang Mo smiled.

As soon as Li Tang thought clearly, he immediately noticed that Fang Mo threw the handkerchief that wiped his mouth on the table, and the hand covered under the sleeve seemed to be dirty, and wiped the other handkerchief.

This acting is great.If he hadn't noticed something was wrong, he would have been indulging in the illusion that the leader of the Demon Cult was in love with him all the way.It is difficult for a patient with severe cleanliness to force himself to be intimate with others to gain trust, and at the same time to keep on improving personal hygiene when he is ill.No wonder they had to strip him of his clothes in the carriage, probably to check if he had a treasure map tattoo or disemboweled him.

It's a pity that Fang Mo had calculated so many times that he really didn't know where the treasure map was.