The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

The red light is high, and the noisy manchun courtyard is full of women's silver bell-like laughter; accompanied by the faint fragrance of the room, the girls in cool clothes smile charmingly at every man who comes in.

In the worst situation, Ye Ling followed closely behind Jing Xi, watching coldly many girls greeted the young man with a chuckle, one of the consuls even stepped forward and winked at him,

"Young Master Jing hasn't been here for a long time, the old rules, you just came to see Young Master Azhu?"

Jing Xi nodded, took a step back, and did not answer.

The seductive woman's face showed a believable expression, she raised her eyebrows, and when she saw Ye Ling, her eyes lit up again, and she wanted to hold Ye Ling's arm as she spoke, but was gently pushed away.

Ye Ling looked at her coldly, and said in a low voice, "Please respect yourself, girl."

The woman with heavy make-up laughed when she heard the words, praised "interesting" and stopped entanglement, and turned sideways to make way for the two of them.

Leaving the main hall through the side door, Jing Xi walked in front of Ye Ling, walked through the long corridor, and brought him to a quiet attic with ease, leaving the noise behind.

The crisp sound of the piano overwhelmed the unbearable sound behind him, Ye Ling looked up at the back of the man playing the piano by the attic window, his expression was not very good, "I don't want to go in, you go by yourself."

The sound of the piano stopped before the words fell, under the cold moonlight, I saw the person playing the piano by the window slowly getting up, and went downstairs after a while.

The black hair is scattered, the man is wearing a thin to transparent gauze dress, his chest is wide open, his narrow eyebrows are raised, when he sees Jingxi clearly, he smiles carelessly, his gestures and hands are full of lazy and seductive amorous feelings .

Jing Xi turned around and glanced at Ye Ling. Seeing that the man's eyes were always on the man, she frowned, took off her cloak and threw it at the lazy man, and said in a low voice, "Put on your clothes."

Dodging sideways, the man snorted lazily, kicked the cloak off the ground with his naked/white feet, then turned and walked upstairs.

Jing Xi smiled wryly at Ye Ling, and the two went up to the attic together.

Candles were burning everywhere in the house, under the warm light, the man saw Ye Ling behind Jingxi clearly, stared at it silently for a while, then suddenly passed Jingxi and approached, raised his slender fingers, and stood there an inch away from Ye Ling's cheek , after looking at it a few times, asked with sparkling eyes,

"This son is so handsome, I wonder if Ah Zhu can draw a portrait of you."

Since entering the room, Ye Ling's frown has not been relaxed, only Jing Xi said helplessly beside him, "Ah Zhu is like this when he sees a handsome man. Master, it's fine if you don't want to refuse directly."

Is this the case when you see a handsome man?

So Jing Xi also asked this man named "A Zhu" to paint a portrait.

"I don't mind." Ye Ling turned back to A Zhu calmly, but looked straight at Jing Xi, her tone was flat, "What do you need to prepare?"

Ah Zhu immediately turned around and took out a brand new purple gown from the closet, handed it to Ye Ling with a smile, and pointed to the screen behind him.

"Sir, please."

But after a while, Ye Ling walked out slowly in a light purple gauze, and the cool night breeze came slowly, blowing the man's black hair, and a few strands of hair brushed his fair face.

Under the plain white face facing the sky, there is a pair of cool and eye-catching phoenix eyes, lightly staring at everything around, with a straight nose and soft light pink lips, at this time, against the slightly cold light purple, Ye Ling's whole Everyone exudes a noble and seductive sense of mystery.

Ah Zhu just let him do whatever he likes, so Ye Ling looked around the room and sat down in front of Guqin in the middle.

Unable to remember how long ago it was the last time he played the piano, Ye Ling plucked the silk strings twice with his well-articulated hands; after a while, the euphemistic and pleasant gurgling sounds slowly flowed out from the attic, like mountains and flowing water, refreshing.

Ah Zhu narrowed his long and narrow peach-blossom eyes, quickly took out the woodblock paintbrush in the corner, watched quietly for a few moments, and then painted on the wooden board with the momentum of flowing clouds and flowing water.

But after a while, the man looked at the person in the painting with only a few strokes but showed charm, he dropped the paintbrush in his hand in satisfaction, and naturally raised his head and smiled at Jing Xi.

Therefore, when Ye Ling happened to raise his eyes, he happened to meet the two of them looking at each other.

There was a pain in the fingertips, and there was a light ding, and the third string of the Guqin broke.

All three were stunned.

"Sorry, I'm going outside to blow some air." Ye Ling got up and walked out of the house without saying a word.

"This is the person you were crazy at the time, and told me to draw it over and over again." After Ye Ling left, A Zhu lazily leaned against the wall, compared the figure in the painting with the ink pen repeatedly, and sighed again,

"No wonder you said at the time that I couldn't draw a ten-thousandth of his charm, but now it seems that what you said is true."

Speaking of which, Azhu sneered, "I didn't expect that our lord with thousands of horses and horses would not be able to escape the word 'love'."

The young man who never took his eyes off Ye Ling replied softly without looking back:

"But the person I pictured has never been more than him."

"Okay, my teeth are going to be sour." A Zhu frowned in disgust, put away the painting and looked at Jing Xi, "You didn't come to me just to show off in front of me, did you?"

"You should have seen the 'parallel world' written in the letter." Jing Xi withdrew her gaze, and looked at A Zhu indifferently. "I now suspect that the black robe is the 'founder' that Senior A Liang said."

Half an hour later, Ye Ling Jingxi bowed to A Zhu to say goodbye together. With their own concerns, the two walked along the bustling night market and stopped in front of a noisy crowd.

Layers of people surrounded a high wooden platform, on which stood more than a dozen male and female couples, and a small table was placed in front of them, on which a long strip of crispy pastry was placed in a round plate.

The woman controlling the field on the high platform was in a strong outfit, holding a golden gong in her hand, shouting loudly, wanting more people to come to the stage to participate in the event.

"After a while, all partners must cover their eyes with black cloth, and each of them will bite one end of the pastry. Whichever pair can leave the shortest part of the pastry without skin/skin contact will be able to share this piece of cake." Gold leaf to take home."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around, and even several couples of men and women rushed forward together.

When there was only one table in front of which no one was standing, the woman controlling the field opened her eyes wide and looked around the field, her gaze suddenly fell on Ye Ling and Jing Xi who was following closely behind her.

Her eyes lit up, and the woman pointed at the two of them and shouted loudly, "Come on, the two most handsome gentlemen outside, please stay a while, why don't you come up and play while the full moon is drawn!"

Not to mention their outstanding appearance, just the aura of the two people is different from ordinary people, which makes everyone here cheer; the hearts of the people are down, the two are almost pushed to the high platform by the crowd, and they are deceived without saying a word. I closed my eyes.

There was darkness in front of him.

Hearing the woman's order, Ye Ling reached out and groped on the table, finally found the pastry, picked it up and went to look for Jing Xi's face.

Since both of them were caught off guard and were blindfolded, Ye Ling couldn't figure out where Jing Xi was after getting the pastry. He only knew that this person was not far away from him, so he raised his other hand, Want to find Jingxi's face.

"Master, I am here."

As if in a heartbeat, a warm and dry big hand wrapped around the back of Ye Ling's hand, then fell on the left cheek, followed by the straight nose, and finally wiped the thin lips.

After a while, the two of them bit the two ends of the pastry effortlessly. Ye Ling heard the crisp clicking sound on the other side, and carefully moved forward little by little.

When people are in the dark, the other senses are often much more sensitive than usual, so when Jing Xi moved forward almost without hesitation, and finally touched his lips, Ye Ling could even feel the other's lips. Petal cool temperature.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, but the person on the opposite side brushed his lips leisurely again and again as if he didn't care.

The touch that is tasted and stopped is like a light and fluttering feather, irritatingly plucking at the heartstrings; after several times, Ye Ling felt that the smoldering fire accumulated all night broke out, so he felt hot in his head, and quickly made a decision. fought back.

Almost as if they were going to die together, Ye Ling took the initiative to wrap his arms around the opponent's waist, tipped his toes slightly, but moved his head back an inch.

Then he took a sharp bite.

Mixed with the body fluid in the mouth, the smell of rust and blood permeated between the lips/teeth of the two of them instantly, and it lingered for a long time.

Like a life-and-death struggle, the two people with stronger natures completely exposed their natures at this time; their bodies facing each other were tightly/tightly pressed against each other, and they were tightly clutching each other's sleeves, refusing to let go no matter what.

When the oxygen was finally exhausted, Ye Ling, who was barely out of breath, was the first to lose the battle. His body softened, and he lowered his hands panting/panting/panting.

The black cloth was dragged away, and the man who came into view looked at the red corners of Ye Ling's eyes, and his eyes were full of smiles.

With a glimmer of light, Ye Ling found that the two were standing by the empty lake at the moment, and there was a long and endless exclamation in their ears.

The young man who still refused to let go hugged him vaguely, the moonlight was so beautiful, he only heard a low chuckle, and his chest trembled:

"Master, are you jealous?"

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