Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

Before dawn, Xin Jiuji woke up early from his sleep.

Last night Xin Jiuji fell asleep late at night, but after two or three hours, he dreamed again.

He forgot what the dream was, it was probably an uncomfortable dream.

He got up and squeezed his forehead. The hotter the weather, Xin Jiuji dressed more casually. He got up, took a coat casually, put it on his body, and stepped on the soft blanket with his bare feet.

He looked around and felt more and more bored, why did he often rest here every night recently.

A young lady knocked on the door and said softly, "Master, are you awake?"

"Hmm." Xin Jiuji walked towards the window and opened it, but the outside was still gray and not lit.

Occasionally there are bright stars hanging in the sky.

A young lady brought hot water and handed over a brocade handkerchief for Xin Jiuji to wipe.

Normally, Xin Jiuji would wake up at dawn, and return to his mansion before dawn, and usually wake up completely at noon.

This is almost his life habits.

After reluctantly washing up, Xin Jiuji went downstairs. Someone had prepared the carriage at the door early on, and the people guarding both sides were also pretty and pleasant.

It's no different from before, Xin Jiuji has long been numb to these things.

He bent down to enter the carriage, glanced sideways inadvertently, his body froze in place, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw a small boat not far from the Baihua Building, and there was a person lying on it. It was hard to see the person's appearance, but Xin Jiuji recognized the person at a glance as Wu Ming, the young son of the Wu family.

Xin Jiuji got off the carriage. The Baihua Building was originally built along the river, and occasionally there were boats parked beside it. Usually, he didn't pay much attention to it, but today he turned around to take a look.

Xin Jiuji went over, and there was a young servant who was one step ahead of him, looked at it and came back to report.

"Master, it's Young Master Wu, who fell asleep there for some reason."

Xin Jiuji turned his eyes slightly.

"Take him with you." Inexplicably, Xin Jiuji recalled those blurred dreams again.

Wu Ming probably didn't wake up, and he was honest all the way, until he was sent to Xin Jiuji's room.

Xin Jiuji looked at Wu Ming from the window and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

His room rarely allows other people to come in, even those who come to clean up the room are people who have been with him for five or six years, and they have to take a shower before entering.

Xin Jiuji walked to the side and lit the incense beside him.

He loves incense, and he loves this kind of incense called 'One Day Joy'.

Every day when he came back in the morning, he lit it for twelve hours, and when he came back the next day, he just burned it out. This incense is resistant to burning and has a long-lasting fragrance. It smells like being in a cloud of joy. Happy day.

After burning the incense, Xin Jiuji took a handkerchief and wiped his hands, he is a clean man.

Turning around, he looked at Young Master Wu on the bed again. The sleeping posture of that person was still... so dishonest.

Even Xin Jiuji couldn't explain why he tolerated this person so much. According to his habits, he had taught him to be honest, but Xin Jiuji felt that he couldn't let him go. .

Lowering his eyes, Xin Jiuji turned around and looked at the gorgeous room, and slowly walked towards the imperial concubine's couch, then lay down on his side, raised his head, looked at the person on the bed, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Xin Jiuji had another dream.

In the dream, he seemed like an outsider. He dreamed of that person again, but that person's appearance was not Wu Ming, but Xin Jiuji felt that that person was Wu Ming.

He watched Wu Ming wandering freely and unrestrainedly in many worlds, those worlds were bizarre, and Xin Jiuji saw something he had never seen or heard, and felt novel and familiar.

He watched Wu Ming approach a person, a very handsome man, that man loved Wu Ming very much, very much, very much.

Xin Jiuji felt that his emotions were a little strange. He looked at all this and couldn't tell what it was like.

Wu Ming who is smiling, Wu Ming who is angry, Wu Ming who is having a temper, each of them is so distinct.

Xin Jiuji watched from the side, and felt that he had entered the country. He was the man who was with Wu Ming. He looked at Wu Ming full of love, and at the same time felt that the other party was So out of reach.

Seeing Wu Ming looking at him and smiling, he suddenly turned around and left.

He reached out to grab it, but there was nothing in his hand.

Xin Jiuji opened his eyes vaguely, and what he saw was Wu Ming's smiling face, as if he was planning to do some prank, with a hint of cunning.

Somehow, Xin Jiuji suddenly reached out and grabbed Wu Ming.

Wu Ming obviously didn't react and was stunned.

Xin Jiuji squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Ming, stretched out his hand to rub Wu Ming's face, and there was a strange desire in his body clamoring.

This feeling was something Xin Jiuji had never tried before. Xin Jiuji loved being in the brothel for no other reason, because he would never desire anyone at all.

This young master Wu was an accident.

"What, what are you doing?" Wu Ming swallowed, and stepped back slightly.

Xin Jiuji moved his finger down and pressed Wu Ming's lips, his lips turned white as soon as he pressed them hard, and then they were dyed bright red again, looking extravagant and full of provocation.

Xin Jiuji suddenly pushed Wu Ming away, turned around and looked at the window, and said in a low voice.

"Get out!"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Wu Ming was originally arrogant, but when Xin Jiuji yelled at him, he turned around and went out.

As soon as he went out, a servant came over as soon as he walked out of the garden, and asked Young Master Wu if he wanted breakfast first?

Wu Ming looked up and saw that the sun was already high.

He was indeed hungry, so he nodded. Anyway, if he went back, he would definitely be scolded by his elder brother, so he might as well go back after eating and drinking enough.

It is worth mentioning that Xin Jiuji's cooks here are very skilled.

Wu Ming was quite a picky eater, but he didn't expect that the cooks at Xin Jiuji's place would suit his appetite. After eating two bowls of rice, he didn't stop until his stomach was swollen.

Wu Ming let out a sigh of relief after eating, and he still didn't want to go back.

It is estimated that my eldest brother already knows about him 'running away' in the middle of the night. Once he goes back, he will not only be scolded by his old man, but also by his elder brother. Wu Ming suddenly doesn't want to go back.

After eating, he lingered in the flower hall for a long time before Xin Jiuji came out.

After all, he was doing business at night, and he didn't get up until noon.

Wu Ming glanced at Xin Jiuji, took a sip of the tea next to him, it was okay and quite fragrant.

"Young master Wu, is he planning to stay with me?" Xin Jiuji didn't even look at Wu Ming, and just sat in the main seat and rubbed his forehead lazily.

His hair was still scattered on his back, and he hadn't been dressed neatly.

Wu Ming lowered his head and coughed twice.

"My elder brother invited me a gentleman." Wu Ming dawdled his teacup, his fingertips were warmed by the celadon, "I was not allowed to go out because I didn't pass the exam, I sneaked out last night, I don't know why The thing is, as soon as I woke up, I went to Mr. Xin's house."

Xin Jiuji also knew about this, Wu Jiangming invited the best old gentleman in Los Angeles, and he spent a lot of money and sincerity.

"Since this is the case, the young master should earn his fame through the examination."

"Do you think I'm someone who can read?" Wu Ming looked at Xin Jiuji anxiously, "If someone recites poems right, I will only eat, drink and have fun, let alone reading. If I read too much, I will feel dizzy. .”

The corner of Xin Jiuji's mouth twitched. Indeed, no matter how you look at it, this young master Wu doesn't look like a scholar at all.

"If Mr. Xin doesn't keep anyone here, I won't embarrass Mr. Xin. I'll leave later." Wu Ming lowered his head and took another sip of tea with a calm expression.

Xin Jiuji was also silent, and the atmosphere in the flower hall suddenly became strange.

"If Mr. Wu doesn't dislike it, you can stay here for a few days. I'll send someone to send a letter to the Wu family later." Xin Jiuji lowered his eyes and looked at his sleeves embroidered with dark patterns. Think about something.

On the contrary, Wu Ming was quite happy and bowed to Xin Jiuji.

"So, thank you, Mr. Xin."

Xin Jiuji didn't answer, his expression was still neither cold nor indifferent.

Wu Ming couldn't figure it out, you said you were awkward, just tell me if you are interested in me, we are all adults, so what can't be said.

In case my brain is filled with water and I am mentally retarded and I am wrong, I will agree, right?

Men are all creatures who think from the lower body. Wu Ming has always believed in one principle, that is: between the legs leads to heaven.

Using this principle, Wu Ming had countless lovers before.

Well, but Xin Jiuji is a clean freak, it's not easy to climb into his bed.

On the same day, Xin Jiuji sent the news of Wu Ming's stay in Xin's Mansion to the Wu Mansion. Wu Jiangming was silent for a moment after receiving the letter, and sent back two letters.

One was for Xin Jiuji, and he said very politely, thank you for taking care of my younger brother, because my younger brother has caused trouble for you again, and even sent some gifts.

The other letter is for Wu Ming. There is not a single sentence of scolding Wu Ming, but it just makes you feel that Wu Jiangming has already scolded you. Wu Ming thinks that Wu Jiangming's writing skills are quite strong. Why don't you take the exam for fame? It's a waste of talent.

But at least there is good news, that is, Wu Jiangming has acquiesced to Wu Ming's behavior of eating and drinking at other people's houses.

As for Mr. Wu, he must have given up on Wu Ming, but he didn't see any reaction.

Wu Ming didn't think there was anything, it was all for gaining favorability, anyway, the last few worlds were over, and Ren Ren passed away.

Anyway, isn't that the same thing?

But soon Wu Ming felt that he was really broken.

Who is Xin Jiuji? He is a person who dares to open a brothel, so his work and rest schedules are different from normal people!

I come back early in the morning and wake up at noon, and then go to the building when it gets dark, and I don’t come back until early in the morning.

Wu Ming is a normal daily living creature. Every day when Xin Jiuji comes back to rest, he almost wakes up. Finally, Xin Jiuji wakes up at noon. As a result, Xin Jiuji has to deal with some things again. Let’s stay up until night. Xin Jiuji went directly to the brothel again.

Really waved his sleeves, not leaving a cloud.

Wu Ming felt that he couldn't just watch the opportunity slip away from his hands, so when Xin Jiuji was about to go to the brothel again, Wu Ming went with him.

When Xin Jiuji lifted the curtain of the car and saw someone inside with a bright smile on his face, he immediately put down the curtain and prepared to get out of the car.

"Farewell, Mr. Xin, I really won't trouble you again." Wu Ming said hastily.

Xin Jiuji looked back at Wu Ming and got into the car.

After getting in the car, he said a word to the people outside.

"Go to Huanting."

Wu Ming blinked, as if he didn't understand.

That's right, Hou Huan Ting is a small building after all. If there is no such need in Los Angeles, they generally don't bother to inquire about it. Everyone says that Xin Jiuji's Baihua Building is the number one in Los Angeles. In fact, it is the best in private. The one who made the money happened to be this Hou Huanting.

Wu Ming sat obediently in the carriage, glanced at Xin Jiuji from time to time, and then suddenly looked away, as if he was entangled in something.

Xin Jiuji naturally also noticed Wu Ming's small eyes and ignored it.

Houhuanting is similar to Baihualou, but inside it is much quieter than Baihualou. As soon as you enter, you can see a handsome young lady playing the guqin on the stage. The people inside are not as presumptuous as Baihualou. There are not many people in the lobby, mostly private rooms.

And this place is one floor higher than Baihua Building.

There are three floors in Baihua Building, and there are four floors here, and there are separate three-storey pavilions and seven single rooms in the backyard.

However, Xin Jiuji didn't intend to take Wu Ming to the back, so he went straight up the stairs to the fourth floor. The top floor was still exclusive to Xin Jiuji.

Wu Ming looked at everything around him curiously. Most of the people here were men, and all of them looked a level higher than those in Baihualou.

Xin Jiuji entered his room, which still smelled of extravagance.

Wu Ming sat next to it, and soon someone brought melon and fruit snacks. Wu Ming walked around in it, and soon lost interest.

Xin Jiuji didn't care about Wu Ming, he poured fine wine by himself and savored it carefully, and occasionally someone came in to tell him something.

At this time, Xin Jiuji would close his eyes and listen, occasionally nodding or frowning, and the person who told him could fully understand what Xin Jiuji meant.

Wu Ming became curious, "Mr. Xin, it seems that you are not only a brothel owner."

"Why, Young Master Wu is also interested in other industries?"

Wu Ming touched his nose, sorry, he is not interested at all.

Xin Jiuji didn't bother to take care of Wu Ming, he gave Wu Ming such indulgence, even he couldn't explain why.

As for Wu Ming, he became bored after waiting.

He stared at the lamp lit a bit, the oil would not burn out, and the wick would not burn out, just looking at it made him want to go to the bathroom.

"I'll go for a while." Wu Ming said something to Xin Jiuji, opened the door and went out.

This place is similar to the building of Baihua Building. The hut is in a separate small house behind the bottom floor. There are not many people here, but they should be doing business in the room. Who would like to come out for a stroll if they have nothing to do.

After Wu Ming settled his affairs, he washed his hands with water next to him, and then prepared to go back.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I was groaned.Yin was attracted.

He looked to the side, and the second floor was full of private rooms, but the window of the first room was separated by bamboo curtains. If someone looked inside, as long as the people inside were not in the corner, they could see the things inside. Take a good look.

Wu Ming looked around. There was no one there. He walked over cautiously, opened the bamboo curtain and looked inside.

Immediately, half the sky was flushed red.

Inside, there was a handsome boy who was hung on the bed by a middle-aged man. His hands were tied up with red marks, but his mouth was stuffed with a red cloth and he was put on a bright red bellyband. The boy was kissed, touched and pinched, and the thing between the legs was directly and rudely stuffed behind the boy, and the boy was so painful that his whole body trembled slightly.

However, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth and he couldn't scream, so he could only make a pitiful sound.

The middle-aged man seemed to be having fun, he slapped the boy's butt several times vigorously, and screamed excitedly.

"Cry more, little cousin!"

The young man was only wearing a bellyband on his upper body, and Wu Ming could clearly see the lower part. Under such circumstances, Wu Ming could clearly see that the young man's apron was also raised high.

"wipe."

"Whoa, whoa-"

Wu Ming seemed to be frightened, so he put down the bamboo curtain directly, and the curtain made a moderate sound.

The two people inside didn't seem to hear it, and the middle-aged man beat and scolded the boy even more vigorously.

Wu Ming turned around and ran away quickly, quite frightened.

He ran up to the fourth floor, but felt that something was wrong, turned around and wanted to run out, and when he reached the third floor, he felt that what was he running for, it was none of his business, turned around, and he went up to the fourth floor again.

Once inside, Xin Jiuji still looked the same, as if he hadn't moved.

Wu Ming blushed and glanced at Xin Jiuji, then immediately looked away and sat beside him.

Xin Jiuji is also a person with good eyesight. Just by looking at Wu Ming, he knew that Wu Ming must have seen something. For the first time, Xin Jiuji suddenly wanted to make fun of Wu Ming.

"Why, young master Wu has changed after going out for a trip?"

Wu Ming's ears were red again. He looked outside, then at Xin Jiuji, and came over cautiously and said to Xin Jiuji.

"Mr. Xin, the girls here look too scary, why are they exactly the same as the boys." Wu Ming swore, his expression was so serious when he said this.

As for Xin Jiuji, he listened extremely seriously, but he only replied lightly.

"Who told you we have girls here?"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "It's all that, what?"

"Young Master Wu, do you speak of Long Yang's obsession?"

Wu Ming was silent again, it was too rascal.

"My Empress Huanting is originally a small house. If Mr. Wu is interested, there are clean people who have just been sent here." Xin Jiuji has no expression, but his eyes are full of coldness.

Wu Ming shook his head fiercely, and resolutely stated his position, "I don't want it!"

"Oh, why not?"

Wu Ming was also silent for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice, "I'm not as good-looking as you."

Wu Ming's voice was very low, but Xin Jiuji still heard it, and he was taken aback immediately.

At the same time, Wu Ming was also stunned. He didn't know how to say this sentence, and he scratched his hair a little uncomfortably, shrank aside and started to talk about life and ideals with himself.

Xin Jiuji felt that Wu Ming was not the only one who wanted to talk about life and ideals with him, he might also need to talk about life and ideals.

For a moment, the entire fourth floor was eerily quiet.

Wu Ming shrank beside him with a tangled expression, as if he was worrying about some nerve-wracking problem.

As for Xin Jiuji, although he was still lying on the side in a lazy state, he didn't care to look carefully, but found that he was absent-minded, and his brows were frowning without leaving a trace.

Both of them seem to be struggling with one thing, but they seem to be struggling with different things.

For Xin Jiuji, he originally thought that his whole life was meaningless, and it was just passing by.

But by chance, there was a turning point, just like a pool of stagnant water was flooded by the flood that broke through the dam, and those surging and heroic things submerged everything.

Xin Jiuji came back to his senses and lowered his eyes for a while.

Then he turned his head slightly and looked at Wu Ming next to him.

Wu Ming's beautiful face was full of entanglements, as if he was troubled by something distressing, and he couldn't think about it.

It seemed that people only thought that this person was innocent and cute, without losing his childishness.

"Young Master Wu." Xin Jiuji tapped his fingertips on the table next to him, and said softly.

Wu Ming came back to his senses abruptly, and looked towards Xin Jiuji. As soon as his eyes met, he immediately looked away again, and his face immediately turned red again.

That look clearly shows that he has other thoughts about Xin Jiuji, a little awkward look of 'you don't have to bend me, I'm not straight anymore'.

Seeing Wu Ming like this, Xin Jiuji couldn't help laughing, "I haven't asked why Young Master Wu came to my Baihualou back then."

"This matter." Wu Ming lowered his head and clasped his fingers. It's not clear, he came to hook you up, but the words changed again, "I'm willing, can you control it?"

Obviously, Xin Jiuji didn't like this answer.

"Young master Wu is really free to do whatever he wants." Xin Jiuji said, the Wu Ming in front of him seemed to overlap with the man in his dream.

Xin Jiuji knew not to mix reality with dreams, but Xin Jiuji couldn't help it, because he knew that Wu Ming must be the person in the dream.

As for why he was so sure, Xin Jiuji couldn't tell what it felt like.

When he saw Wu Ming for the first time, he had a strange feeling.

His intuition told him that this person was a heartless little heartless boy, so Xin Jiuji sent him away at the first meeting, but that day in Taolin, looking at Wu Ming's clean appearance, Xin Jiuji Jiuji's heart beat without leaving a trace.

Xin Jiuji thought it was funny, but at the same time spurned himself like this. When did Xin Jiuji become so crooked?

"Young Master Wu, let me ask, what is your purpose for getting close to me?"

Wu Ming was taken aback for no reason.