Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Wen Chi was dumbfounded.

He froze all over, and didn't even notice that the jade in his hand fell to the floor with a thud, until Shi Ye walked up to him, bent down, and picked up the jade on the floor with his slender fingers.

Shi Ye spread out his hand to him, and the jade strip as thick as an index finger lay quietly in Shi Ye's hand: "Your."

"..."

Wen Chi suddenly stood up from the chair as if his butt was on fire.

He wanted to step back, but because the trousers that had been taken off entangled his legs, his left foot accidentally crossed his right foot, his body was unstable, and he fell straight back.

Soon, an arm was wrapped around his waist.

Wen Chi was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his throat, he took a couple of breaths, his almond eyes widened by panic stared at Shi Ye who was almost in front of him without blinking.

I saw Shi Ye hugging him with one arm, and holding the jade in the other.

Wen Chi's eyes lingered twice on Shi Ye's unpredictable face, and then fell on the jade that Shi Ye was holding.

He felt steam rising from his head.

If possible, he would like to disappear here on the spot as a wisp of wind.

The amazing thing is that in this extremely embarrassing situation, he calmed down extremely quickly. Even though the turbulent waves in his mind had already overwhelmed him, his superficial horror was gradually replaced by numbness.

Wen Chi slowly recovered his voice: "His Royal Highness, when did you come here?"

He opened his mouth and still stuttered.

Shi Ye's expression was calm, and his eyes were also calm when he looked at Wen Chi, as if nothing had happened just now, his inner thoughts could not be seen from his face, he said: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Wen Chi tried his best to calm himself down, ignoring the fact that he was not wearing pants as much as possible: "His Royal Highness wants to see me?"

Shi Ye said: "It's nothing, I just came to see you."

"Then..." Wen Chi hurriedly took Shi Ye's words, the meaning of driving away customers was clearly written on his face, "His Royal Highness finished reading, it's time to go back and rest."

Shi Ye's eyes moved slightly, he did not rush to respond to Wen Chi's words, but slowly handed the jade in his hand to Wen Chi's eyes: "Your things."

Wen Chi: "..."

No matter how cheeky Wen Chi pretended to be, he would never be able to watch Shi Ye return the jade to him without being moved, especially...

Wen Chi's cheeks seemed to be soaked in blood, and he carefully glanced at Nayu's side.

In particular, one end of the jade was still dipped in plaster, which was dripping with water in the candlelight. When Shi Ye picked up the jade strip just now, the pads of his index finger and middle finger accidentally touched the plaster, which also looked like small pieces of water.

Wen Chi felt that he couldn't do it anymore, he was about to die of embarrassment.

He wished he could bang his head against that wall, to see what was in his head, that he could even do such a stupid thing.

"His Royal Highness, it's getting late now, and you should go back." Wen Chi snatched the jade from Shi Ye's hand, and at the same time he gave the order to evict guests, he also stood up from Shi Ye's arms.

Unexpectedly, just as he stood up straight, Shi Ye hugged him horizontally.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chi was taken aback. Before he realized what was going on, he reflexively wrapped his arms around Shi Ye's neck with his disappointing hands.

Shi Ye hugged him in his arms, and without saying a word, he took a big step towards the bed.

When Wen Chi reacted slowly, Shi Ye had already put him on the bed. Shi Ye's movements seemed rough, but he was very light when he put Wen Chi down.

It's just that when he pressed up, the bed surface on both sides of Wen Chi's body inevitably sank a little.

Seeing Shi Ye's face approaching gradually, Wen Chi became flustered, and he reached out his hand to Shi Ye's chest helplessly.

"what are you going to do!"

"Help you do what you want." Shi Ye took Wen Chi's hand, his eyes fell on the jade that Wen Chi was holding tightly, he tilted his head, as if he was a little puzzled, "You don't want to?" try it?"

Wen Chi shook his head quickly: "No, no, I don't want to."

Shi Ye sneered: "Then what were you doing just now?"

Wen Chi said solemnly: "Your Highness, maybe you misread just now."

"Oh?" Shi Ye raised one eyebrow, and the faint smile in his eyes slowly dissipated, "I'm not blind."

Seeing that Shi Ye's expression was wrong, Wen Chi faltered again.

He really wants to try jade, but he just wants to try it secretly by himself, and he doesn't want to try it in front of Prince Dog... That's too embarrassing, really embarrassing, even though he has always encouraged himself to be a shameless person, But he still subconsciously cares about his own face.

Wen Chi was sad and angry, sad because he did such a stupid behavior, and angry because Shi Ye went in and out of other people's rooms at will.

Even if this is Shi Ye's territory, but now he lives in this room, out of respect for others, Shi Ye should develop the habit of knocking on the door before entering... Well, even he feels that his idea is to Make trouble out of no reason.

He wanted Shi Ye to knock on the door before entering his room?

He's thinking fart.

Wen Chi thought about it, and the blush on his cheeks became more and more, and even floated to his neck and chest.

Although his appearance is not high-quality in this big feudal country, but one thing to say, his skin is a little fairer than many people.

Maybe it was because the original owner and he didn't like to go out. They stayed in the small courtyard all day long without the sun. Although their skin was as snowy as snow, it was morbidly pale.

Wen Chi was very thin before, thin and white, as if he would fall down when the wind blows, but now he has gained some weight, and even his cheeks have become plump.Shi Ye's hand was not heavy, he just pressed Wen Chi's cheek lightly, and a faint red fingerprint appeared on his fair skin immediately.

With the red fingerprints on his face, Wen Chi stared blankly at Shi Ye with his lips slightly parted, but Shi Ye kept moving his hands, pinching his face back and forth as if he was having fun.

After kneading, Shi Ye looked at Wen Chi and found that he looked very much like the Fu Tuanzi made by the imperial dining room.

Those futuanzi were also white and fat balls, with red juice on the surface, they looked very delicious... They really looked like Wen Chi at this moment, and they looked so delicious.

Makes him eager to take a bite.

However, Shi Ye suppressed the urgency in his heart, he knew that Wen Chi was timid, and he was also worried about scaring Wen Chi, so he had to proceed step by step.

In the end, the jade came in handy.

It's just that the jade that was played first was so thin that he felt a little uncomfortable when he really entered the theme later.

Fortunately, these discomforts didn't last long, and he gradually got used to it.

The light in the inner room was dim, only the two candles on the table in the outer room barely let in some dim light.

Wen Chi seemed to be immersed in a piece of water, his consciousness was fuzzy, and there were swaying water waves in his ears and eyes. He squinted his eyes, looked at the swaying face above, and raised his hand to stroke it.

His fingertips were cruising on the burn marks on half of his face. The burn marks from five or six years ago were old wounds, but not only was it shocking to look at, but it also felt very bad to the touch.

The half face covered with burn marks corresponds to the flawless half face, as if half is angel and half is devil.

Wen Chi sighed, and was about to put his hand down, but Shi Ye directly grabbed his hand and pressed it on those burn marks.

Shi Ye approached him and asked him, "Do you care?"

Wen Chi thought for a while: "It's just a pity."

Shi Ye seemed to remember Wen Chi's previous answer, chuckled, and said disapprovingly: "The appearance is all given by the parents, and I never care about the appearance."

Wen Chi said quietly: "I care..."

Shi Ye: "..."

I don't know if it was Wen Chi's illusion, but Shi Ye seemed to hit harder.

The two tossed all night.

In the afternoon of the next day, Wen Chi woke up in such pain that he could barely get out of bed. He reached out and touched the side, but there was no one there, and he didn't feel any temperature. He didn't know when Shi Ye left.

Wen Chi lingered on the bed for a long time before calling the maid who was guarding the door to come in and help him prepare the clothes he was about to wear.

The maid was very clever, not only took out the clothes from the cabinet for Wen Chi and neatly folded them at the end of the bed, but also quickly brought the wash water and breakfast.

At the end, seeing Wen Chi sitting by the bed with a numb expression, without any movement for a long time, the maid couldn't help but said, "Mr. Wen, please change your clothes for you."

"No, no." Wen Chi quickly shook his head, his voice was hoarse, "You go out first."

Fushen, the maidservant: "Yes."

After the maid closed the door, Wen Chi sat beside the bed for a long time, then picked up the clothes folded at the end of the bed, and slowly put them on.

Intense at night, suffering during the day.

Wen Chi exerted a little force while dressing, and felt an indescribable pain coming from a certain part of his back.

It took him a long time to get dressed, walked to the table in an awkward posture, sat down, frowned suddenly, his expression became extremely uncomfortable in an instant, and he stood up quickly again.

It was the first time for Wen Chi to finish a breakfast meal standing up... oh no, it was equivalent to a dinner meal.

The maidservant outside the door heard the commotion in the room, and guessed that it was almost time, so she knocked on the door lightly: "Mr. Wen, have you finished your meal?"

Wen Chi said, "Come in."

The maid opened the door and entered, and the first thing she saw was Wen Chi, who was dressed crookedly, standing in front of the cabinet stupidly. He was looking at the cabinet door solemnly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, the maid didn't dare to ask any more questions, she walked to the table with low eyebrows, and quickly cleaned up the dishes.

Just when the maid was about to step back, Wen Chi suddenly heard: "Wait a minute."

The maid paused: "Young Master Wen, do you have any orders?"

Wen Chi thought of something and his face burned badly, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say to the maid: "Come here."

The maid walked over cautiously.

Wen Chi struggled for a while, lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, he whispered: "Can you get the contraceptive pill?"

The maid was stunned, and after she realized it, her expression became visibly panicked: "Wen, Mr. Wen is talking about Bizitang?"

"Yeah, that's it."