Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

"Lester, come here, you are being so rude."

The old and old voice is as intoxicating as red wine that has been sealed for many years, and the voice contains a doting for the owner of the name. Old Brown noticed the sight of Sun Qiao looking at him, his pale skin covered with age spots His face was slightly wrinkled with a smile, and the wrinkled skin like dead tree bark was loosely attached to his bones, making him look like an old monster from a distance. He tried to appease Sun Qiao's fluctuating emotions, " Easy, boy.①"

Sun Qiao tried to calm himself down. He looked at the surrounding environment calmly. The bedroom with a simplified layout was European in style, clean and tidy without any breath of life. After going out, bright and dazzling sunlight slanted in. From the beam of light, we could even clearly see fine dust floating in the air. With a 'pop' sound, the crystal chandelier above Sun Qiao's head lit up, countless The cut surface emitted a dazzling and scorching light, hitting the top of Sun Qiao's pure black head.

The boy that Sun Qiao saw when he opened his eyes was smiling, his bright and alluring green eyes narrowed into two curved crescents. Little Brown put down his right hand that was pressing on the switch, and asked in pure English. The man sitting on the side, "Can you reward me with him?"

[You are now in the suburbs of London, England, Qiao’er, you are really lucky,] the system is also explaining to Sun Qiao at the same time, it seems very happy to hear the voice, [The old guy outside is an old acquaintance of the original owner’s father, Little Brown is your mission target. ]

[Lester·Aurum·Brown②]

Sun Qiao hummed. Old Brown had already chased Little Brown out of the room. He stood up. He was a typical Caucasian man, with a tall and tall body in a neat and elegant suit, with an unlit fire stick between his fingertips. Cigar, he slowly approached Sun Qiao. The dark blue cufflinks reflected magnificent colors under the light. Old Brown didn't look so authoritarian or cold, but the natural deep outline of the white man made him see He looked a little more unreasonably arrogant than ordinary people, he looked at Sun Qiao with eyes full of vicissitudes, and the authentic British accent sounded in Sun Qiao's ears, "Young man, you will follow Lester from now on, I hope you can Be brothers, okay?"

The UK in May is always humid and cold, the foggy sky is covered with continuous black clouds, the weather is changeable like a bitch, people wrap their ankle-length trench coats tightly and rush to their destinations Going, child-like umbrellas are hung in the arms, reflecting the hasty pace of coming and going. There are mud ditches one after another on the uneven concrete floor. The continuous rain for several days has made these muddy. Sewage and filth, the black and dull water reflects the faces of passers-by, making it extremely filthy.

In such weather, a gorgeous banquet is being held inside the Brown Manor.

As everyone in the UK knows, Brown Manor is the private manor of the old Duke Brown. It occupies almost one-third of White Street and extends infinitely into the depths of the jungle on the outskirts of London. The whole manor covers an area of ​​about [-] acres. Entering through the arch, you can look down at the vast green grassland and look up at the endless blue sky. A wide and neat corridor in the middle leads to the majestic palace directly in front. The exquisite picture of the symmetrical axis makes people feel as if they are in heaven. The exquisite manor The promenade is built next to the famous Aisen River. The mountains in the garden are undulating, and the trees and famous flowers planted by hand are layered and arranged in a well-proportioned manner. It can be called a first-class landscape, surrounded by green mountains and green waters.

Foggy, the sky was getting late, a pole of street lamps lit up in the misty fog, the dim light seemed to be weak, and one lamp flickered a few times, and the light of the filament gas was extinguished in the lampshade, as if being slowed down. The slowly approaching darkness engulfed the light.

"Daddy is so boring," Little Brown complained in a low voice leaning on the armrest made of jade, his light-colored lips were moist, his slender and beautiful body was wearing a well-tailored three-piece suit, and his dark blue uniform and leather boots made him look He looked a few years older, little Brown moved his green eyes, trying to pick out one or two 'playmates' among the servants standing upright, his cat-like eyes fixed on someone, slowly Narrowing his eyes, Brown looked lazily and elegantly like a precious Persian cat, but with an inexplicable chill, Little Brown stared at the maid who bowed her head, "Anna, what about him?"

In the banquet hall downstairs, cups of wine were mixed, women's chuckles and men's conversation sounded like a kind of silent rejection and separation, turning the upstairs and downstairs spaces into two completely different worlds. Anna bowed her head and answered Little Brown, saying John left without telling.

Hearing the answer, Little Brown seemed to think of something that made him feel unhappy. He pressed his fingers hard on the armrest, and a touch of gray that could not be seen seeped into his green eyes.

Sun Qiao sneezed suddenly, startling the girl in his arms, Aimee looked up at him strangely, Sun Qiao touched his nose with shaking fingers, looking a little helpless, "It seems I'm allergic to sexy girls."

The awkward atmosphere was swept away, and the American girl enthusiastically took Sun Qiao's hands and stroked them into her clothes. Her cold fingers brushed across the girl's flat and tight belly. Sun Qiao moved her fingers tentatively. Holding the soft and round chest with one hand, Aimee raised her head and groaned. Sun Qiao lowered her head and kissed her smooth and delicate neck. While undoing the belt with her left hand, she kneaded the other's body. People had an illusion called tenderness, the girl lifted her body up in fascination, and got closer to the other party, her ten fingers covered with red nail polish tightly hugged the man's broad shoulders.

Aimee was firmly pressed against the wall behind her, and the fiery atmosphere spread wildly in the room with only two people. The panting sound from time to time was so sexy that it could almost ignite the humid and hot air. Sun Qiao's voice was lazy and hoarse , with a soft obscenity, he shook the girl up and down on the ground, and the other party could only keep shouting his name.

Aimee looked seriously at the man who was holding her and was seriously fucking her—it can only be called a boy, obviously an oriental figure with a handsome and restrained outline, but his eyebrows and eyes are rare and seductive. The boy's forehead There was a thin layer of sweat covering his face, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were half closed, making his facial features look like works of art, elegant, noble, sexy and exquisite.

After knotting the condom and throwing it into the trash can, Sun Qiao fastened his belt and said good night. He closed the door and walked out of the room. The roses on the small table were still fiery red, so beautiful that they were almost unreal.

[Qiaoer, the soul devouring degree has just reached ten percent. ]

Sun Qiao walked down the last stone staircase and walked across the lawn towards the banquet hall. There were only a few brightly lit auxiliary halls slowly shrinking behind him, [What's wrong? ] he asked the system.

The system was a little discouraged by his indifferent perfunctory, [You have to stay by the target's side, I really worry about you. ]

[Old Brown has kept his son airtight, so I don’t have to worry about it for now,] Sun Qiao smiled, [Besides, Brother Tong, I finally got to a place where I can eat wild food casually, you have to let me enjoy it, right? ]

[I've convinced you, Qiao'er, isn't that young master also with red lips and white teeth?Are you going to just watch it? ] Brother Tong asked with malicious intentions.

This question seemed to be asked by Sun Qiao. He hesitated for a while with one hand in his pocket. Just as he was about to answer, a servant in black and white uniform walked out of the banquet hall. Sun Qiao took a closer look and saw that it was Little Brown's personal daughter. One of the servants is Anna.

Anna's soft light golden hair was tied back meticulously. She looked at Sun Qiao without any emotion. The golden pupils of the same color as Sun Qiao made her pale like a robot. Anna said, "The higher ups are looking for you."

What she pointed to was the real top. Sun Qiao stepped back a few steps and looked up. Little Brown was leaning on the white railing and lowering his eyes. He was looking down at Sun Qiao. With a slight smile in his green eyes, he noticed the other person's looking up. Little Brown opened his mouth and spit out two words, "Rollback.③"

The boy's smile was sharp and sharp, and the obscurity in his pupils made him look like some kind of monster that was about to be unleashed after tearing away the long-sealed restraint. Anna on the side was urging Sun Qiao to look away, and Sun Qiao put on his clothes. With the suit jacket in his hand, he stepped up the spiral staircase, and at the end of the staircase was the monster's lair.

The author has something to say:

① "Take it easy, boy."

②The full name of the recipient in this world.

③ "Go back."