He stole my golden finger [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Zian was still doubting himself, but Jing Xi turned around and said as if offering a treasure: "Do you feel that smelling this light fragrance of flowers makes you feel more energetic?"

After being stunned for a moment, Xu Zian raised his eyebrows: "So, these flowers have a refreshing effect?"

Jing Xi nodded solemnly: "This is the conclusion I have come to after several days of observation."

Xu Zian put his arms around the boy's waist calmly, approached him and asked, "Isn't it a psychological effect?"

Jing Xi tilted his head back slightly, and he stopped when he noticed that the arms around his waist were tightened dissatisfiedly, and tilted his head uncertainly: "What you said is not impossible, then I will ask someone else to help me to verify it." Bar."

Hearing the words, Xu Zian locked the young man's eyes tightly, and asked slowly: "Looking for someone else, who do you want to find?"

Jing Xi was stunned for a moment, and a flash of realization flashed in his heart. He suppressed the amused feeling in his heart, looked at the man's handsome and comfortable face, and asked tentatively, "Can I ask Mr. Xu to do me this favor?"

Hearing this unfamiliar and polite address again, Xu Zian felt extremely harsh, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable, which made him unbearably tighten the circle on the young man: "Baby, change the address, and I promise you."

"..." Jing Xi looked away uncomfortably, expressing her silent resistance with silence.

Xu Zian raised his hand to pinch his chin, and he couldn't escape his urgent gaze: "Baby, talk."

No matter what, the young man couldn't call the other party what he wanted. With nowhere to escape, he became anxious and his eyes became stubborn, and he directly called out his name: "Xu Zian!"

Xu Zian's heart shook, and his eyes darkened suddenly.

Just when Jing Xi thought the perversion was about to explode, he suddenly moved close to his face, the tip of his nose almost touching Jing Xi's: "Remove the surname and call again."

It's not that he should be called "Brother" like that bastard Xu Huinian.

Jing Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and said hesitantly, "...Zi...an."

The boy's voice seemed to have magic power, Xu Zian hugged him tightly: "Call again!"

"...Zian." His voice dropped.

"Call again!"

"Zian." She began to blush.

"continue!"

"Xu Zian, you're done...uh—"

The moment when the boy became angry from embarrassment, the man sealed it with a kiss.

This kiss swept away the illusion created by Xu Zian before, tore apart the gentle surface, and became full of plunder and a strong desire to devour the boy. The jerky response moved in and out of the boy's mouth as if simulating some kind of piston movement.

The man clasped the boy's waist with one hand, and pressed the back of his head with the other hand without flinching, as if he wanted to rub the boy into his body with such force that there was no gap.

The young man passively swallowed the entwined liquid, but there was still more saliva that could not be swallowed overflowing from the churning and entangled tongue, and slid down the corners of his mouth. The scene was full of indescribable ambiguity and emotion.

Every corner was licked and kissed, Jing Xi, who was dizzy, subconsciously grabbed the man's chest and the skirt, and her body, whose legs were so weak that she lost strength, limply leaned into the man's arms.

When he was let go, he had already forgotten the previous topic, and his eyes were blurred and he gasped heavily.

Xu Zian kept pecking and kissing the young man's lips with nostalgia, licked his chin all the way along the wet skin, and finally took Jing Xi's shiny earlobe in his mouth, and said with a low smile, "Baby, you are hard."

Jing Xi regained consciousness in an instant, and pushed the man away with a blushing face.

He wiped his lips and said in a muffled voice, "Don't say it as if I'm the only one who reacted."

Xu Zian followed his gaze and glanced down. Instead of refuting, he lazily leaned against the door, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm hard because I want you, so how about you, baby? Want me?"

"I don't know..." The boy covered his face, his body's reaction made him very ashamed.

"It's okay, you'll find out soon." Xu Zian kissed Jing Xi's face lightly through Jing Xi's hand, and changed the subject, "I'll have someone verify these flowers of yours, do you know their names? ?”

The young man's attention was successfully diverted: "It seems to be called... Spirit Flower? Well, Spirit Flower."

"Spirit flower?" Xu Zian showed a thoughtful expression, "I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Jing Xi glanced at him, but said nothing.

Xu Zian didn't ask anyone else to verify. He personally brought a bonsai Xi's flower to the company, and put it on the desk very close to him.

At the end of the day, I feel refreshed.

In the past, when I read half of the document, I would feel a dull pain in my forehead, but this time I didn't feel this feeling at all, and it was noon before I knew it.

Xu Zian finally started to look squarely at the lush flowers on the table.

If the effect of refreshing the mind can be achieved by just a pot of plants that the young man raises casually, then the value of it...

Xu Zian pressed the phone and called someone in.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

Xu Zian pointed to the flowers on the table and said, "Send this potted flower to study. I want to know the composition of the fragrance it emits and whether it is harmful to the human body."

After a pause, he added, "Remember to find someone reliable."

"Don't worry, boss, I know what to do."

Xu Zian nodded, planning to wait for the results to come out.

However, before he got off work, he suddenly received a call from his assistant, and he stammered on the other end of the phone: "Boss, the potted flower you gave me at noon has withered and died."

Xu Zian: "..."

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In the evening, after Jing Xi finished her shift with others, she was led back to the third floor by Xu Zian. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a beautifully wrapped gift on the table in the living room.

The teenager glanced at it without thinking too much. He looked away and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower. His body was stained with various smells from the bar, which he didn't like very much.

It's just that when he turned around, his arm was pulled, and he looked back at Xu Zian with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zian raised his chin at the gift: "Don't like it?"

Jing Xi: "For me?"

"Yes, open it and have a look."

The boy was a little at a loss: "Why did you give me a gift?"

Xu Zian put his face on the boy's shoulder with some unhappiness, and blew into Jing Xi's ear: "Baby, do I need a reason to give you a gift?"

"I always feel that you are guilty." Jing Xi looked at him silently, quickly went through the recent events in her mind, and quickly came to a conclusion, "...Did you raise the flowers I gave you this morning?" died?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Xu Zian was strangely silent.

Jing Xi patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, this one is more difficult to raise. They can't be exposed to the sun, but they have to be in the sun. They are very sensitive to temperature. If the sun is too hot, they will die easily."

Because I am used to the constant temperature of the sun in the space, I can't adapt to the outside weather changes for a while.

Xu Zian looked at him quietly: "But they are fine if you raise them on the balcony."

"That's why I've been paying attention to the time," Jing Xi counted with her fingers, "Didn't you notice that I only move them to the fence of the balcony after sunrise in the morning, and they will be moved to the fence after nine o'clock in the morning?" In the corner, then sprinkle water regularly, pay attention to ventilation and light..."

It is actually very troublesome to fine-tune, so he has been trying to find a way to adjust the habits of these delicate flowers.But in a short time, the effect is not very obvious.

Xu Zian straightened up, sat down on the sofa as if he had a headache, and rubbed his forehead: "Anyway, accept the gift, don't say no."

The boy hesitated for a second: "...Okay, thank you."

He sat down next to Xu Zian, and opened the gift in front of him. Inside was a latest fruit laptop, the price of which was definitely above five figures.

For Yu Jixi, this gift was too precious.However, the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible for him to say no again.

After struggling for a while, the boy solemnly said again: "Thank you."

Xu Zian fell on him and lay down on the boy's lap: "I don't like to hear this, if you really want to thank me, just give me a kiss."

"Okay." He replied simply.

As soon as the words fell, the tender lips that belonged to the boy pressed down.

Simply, decisively, not hypocritical.

Xu Zian opened his lips in satisfaction, letting the young man's tongue stick in jerky, licking here and there curiously like a child who just learned to walk, the numbness felt like a slight electric current from the mouth. The tip of the other party's tongue passed over, jumping lively all the way to his heart.

This taste is very grueling, like scratching an itch in the middle of the boot, but it can't be scratched, which makes people feel anxious from the bottom of their hearts.

But even so, Xu Zian still enjoyed the anxiety brought about by the other party.Obviously the whole heart is protesting dissatisfaction, and the skin that is close to it is also crying out for more hunger and thirst, but the man just doesn't take any action, obviously the hand that is clasping the back of the boy's head can take the initiative back at any time right.

He immersed himself in this soft kiss as if torturing himself, and gently stroked the other's hair roots and scalp with his fingers, hinting him not to stop with a hint of encouragement.

So the boy never stopped.

Time passed by, Jing Xi tried it from various angles, but the hand on the head still showed no signs of stopping, but his neck was already sore.

Damn, it really is a snake spirit!

Really unable to kiss anymore, Jing Xi vented her anger and bit the man's lower lip, sticking to him and refusing to move.

Xu Zian let out a hoarse laugh: "What's wrong?"

Jing Xi said angrily, "My neck hurts so much, please rub it for me..."

PS: Linghua generally refers to magical flowers =. =