After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

Yan Wan didn't feel happy, but when he heard the footsteps behind him, he only felt that disaster was approaching.

Ning Chen entered the hall, looked at the man who was facing the wall and refused to turn around for a long time, the corner of his mouth was raised, but he didn't bother him immediately, but went to the inner hall to change his clothes, and then asked lazily: "Wanwan, what about your birthday gift?"

Yan Wan just turned around, frowned and said, "Didn't Your Highness see the painting of Master Xu Yi's "Travel of Mountains and Rivers"?"

Ning Chen said: "It's from the Yan family, I mean from you."

"Chen and the Yan family are one."

Ning Chen smiled calmly: "Wanwan, it's not okay to be so cunning."

Yan Wan was a little flustered, but still asked: "Then what does Your Highness want?"

"How about Wanwan making me a bowl of longevity noodles?"

When asking Ning Chen what he wanted, Yan Wan was ready for him to make many messy requests, but when he heard that he wanted longevity noodles, Yan Wan still couldn't help being stunned.

Ning Chen looked at it and laughed: "Why, you're disappointed if you don't want anything else?"

Yan Wan shook her head, and said seriously: "I'm not very good at cooking."

Ning Chen eats too much delicacies from mountains and seas, do you want him to be as good as the imperial chef?

Then he just said with great expectation: "It's okay, I will eat no matter how bad it is."

Then, under the guidance of Ning Chen, Yan Wan went to the small kitchen of Changchun Palace.

If Ning Chen hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that someone's cooking skills would be so poor in this life. Longevity noodles had to be thrown away with a ball of dough, thrown into a continuous long strip, and rolled into noodles. The noodles were broken, and then pretended nothing happened, and connected the noodles again without changing expression.

Ning Chen didn't expect him to cook so deliciously, and couldn't help but said when he saw it: "Wanwan, the longevity noodles you made don't seem to be very long-lived."

This has broken several times.

Sweat dripped from the tip of Yan Wan's nose as he shook his face, and wiped it off with his powdered sleeve: "Your Highness is joking, your Highness will live a long life if you eat it."

Ning Chen didn't say any more, for fear that he would get annoyed and refuse to do it.

The last bowl of noodles was eaten, it was salty and sticky to the teeth, but he also drank the soup, silently thinking in his heart that he would not let his pair of precious hands cook again in the future.

After eating the noodles, Yan Wan called "Your Highness", reminding him that he can be let back.

Ning Chen squinted at him for a long time, but he really didn't stay long, and sent someone to send him out of the palace.

Yan Wan really couldn't figure out Ning Chen, but it was always the truth that the king's heart was unpredictable, and he didn't bother to guess, he just did his best to do his own thing well.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was Qixi Festival, and Yan Wan received the gift from the palace. When she saw the box, she thought it was an ordinary object, so she didn't bother to open it. In the evening, she opened the box on a whim, only to find that it was a blood jade mandarin duck bracelet—the token of the prince and concubine. .

Yan Wan was shocked, and hurriedly ordered someone to prepare a carriage and enter the palace, intending to return the bracelet.

Little did they know that this happened to be someone's wish, and Yan Wan never returned with the bracelet.

In the big bed covered by gauze curtains, he was tied to the head of the bed by his wrists, and Ning Chen served him with a golden mouth, which made him lose his mind, and thin tears dripped from the end of his eyes.

He gasped heavily, his slender wrists were struggling to wear red marks, and then he heard Ning Chen say: "Say what you just said again?"

Yan Wan was almost driven crazy, but still managed to speak intermittently: "The token is too precious... Please Your Highness... another... give... um..."

He was pinched by the man, and the man smiled brightly: "Wanwan, being too stubborn, you will suffer."

Yan Wan begged for mercy: "Your Highness, we are so inconsistent with ethics, please stop."

stop?

"My dear, you look so comfortable that you want to cry, how do you tell me to stop? As for ethics, we are not biological brothers. Seeing each other so frankly makes it more obvious that you and I have a deep relationship between brothers with different surnames. There are so many brothers with different surnames." Ning Chen asked, "Wanwan, you don't want to be brothers with different surnames with me? If you say yes, I will be angry."

Yan Wan's face was as red as Xia: "Your Highness, don't you try to deceive me..."

Although he is not a human being, he still has human intelligence. Such a statement sounds absurd...

Ning Chen was perfunctory, "Tomorrow I will find a pair of brothers with different surnames to prove it to you", and buried his head deeper.

Then, Yan Wan was tortured by Hao Yitong.

He felt that the voice was no longer his own, and neither was his waist. No matter how he twisted, he couldn't get rid of Ning Chen's shackles, and his legs were completely nailed.

When he lost all consciousness and lay powerlessly on the bed, Ning Chen untied his rope, hugged him in his arms, rinsed his mouth, kissed his eyes, and let him relax for a long time.

Yan Wan was in a daze, and regained consciousness for a moment: "Your Highness, how many people have you done this kind of thing to?"

Ning Chen raised his chin: "Do you think that besides you, who else can make me condescend like this?"

Yan Wan was bored for a second, and immediately got up from his arms: "Your Highness has had enough fun, and I will leave."

But he was caught back.

He sat down on his lap, stroked his temple hair, and reminded him: "Today is Qixi Festival."

Yan Wan pursed her lips slightly: "What about Qixi Festival?"

"Stay in the palace and accompany me."

No matter how dull Yan Wan was, she also noticed that Ning Chen had unusual feelings for him. Most of the drunkenness he designed that day was to lure him into the trap, but he didn't know how long he had hidden his wanton thoughts.

But because the law is inconsistent, there is not much possibility between them because of reason, so he can only brush his hand: "Your Highness, Qixi Festival is the day when lovers meet, you and I are not lovers."

This remark seemed to have annoyed Ning Chen. Ning Chen's eyes turned cold, and then he smiled slowly: "You should know that in human relationships, you should know that I served you just now, and now it's up to you to serve me. let you go back."

Yan Wan's eyes widened immediately, and she looked at him in disbelief.

Ning Shen said: "What? Could it be that Wanwan only cares about his own pleasure and doesn't care about others. It turns out that Wanwan is such a selfish person."

Yan Wan's face turned pale for a while, thinking "You did it voluntarily just now", but considering his prince's dignity, and fearing to annoy him even more, he endured it and didn't say anything.

He closed his eyes: "Why is Your Highness so obsessed with that place?"

Twice, he couldn't get enough of his.

Hearing the words, Ning Chen suddenly found it funny, and said unhurriedly: "It's not that you have to be obsessed with that place, you can take the initiative to kiss me, as long as the kiss makes me satisfied."

Yan Wan opened his eyes and made a deal with him: "One moment."

Ning Chen thought for a moment, nodded and hooked his lips: "Okay."

So, Yan Wan stretched out his hand to him very slowly, hooking his neck with trembling fingertips.

At the moment when he threw himself into his arms, Ning Chen felt that he had never been so satisfied in his life. He stared at the person in front of him, watching him slowly put his lips on his lips, his breathing was tense and rapid, and the heartbeat in his chest accelerated.

The moment Yan Wan kissed, Ning Chen felt his five senses exploded at this moment, his eyes were dark and deep, brewing a raging storm, and finally Yan Wan tentatively licked his lips and felt for it. When he was at a loss, he couldn't help but pressed him on the bed again.

The author has something to say: Don't ask me why all the chapters about Ning Chen are full of this, because they have been doing this the whole time in their last life, only some things happened later.

……感谢在2020-07-2621:54:17~2020-07-2722:24:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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