He stole my golden finger [Quick Transmigration]

Jing Xi was lying on the low couch, which was furnished very warmly and comfortably, flipping through a novel he took out from the space boredly.

The content of the novel was very bloody, which made him very depressed.He turned back to the cover and glanced at the author's name. By the way, he noticed the clump of green grass on the spine of the book and the words "Jinjiang Literature City" under the green grass.

Jing Xi realized instantly, no wonder this story can turn so many times.

Throwing the book back into the space, with one hand resting on the back of his head, he stared at the beam above his head with vacant eyes.

Ye Cong'an wasn't here today, his elder brother came over at [-]:[-] and fooled him back to Ye's mansion.Originally, he was not willing, but Jing Xi helped Ye Congrong's favorability, and finally sent the ancestor away without hesitation.

At this time, he felt a little uncomfortable staying in the empty room by himself. Well, he was not used to the fact that his cheap son was not by his side.

Bitch, me!

Jing Xi laughed at himself, turned over on the couch, closed his eyes and concentrated on entering the space.

After his planning these days, the space is no longer the same scene as the garbage mountain at the beginning.The useless garbage let Xiao Jiu destroy it by himself, and the remaining materials were sorted into categories for security.

Jing Xi checked and found that the space was like a treasure chest, with almost everything: clothes and jewelry, pots and pans, furniture and electrical appliances, books and paper, oil and salt seasoning, skin care products, various bottles and jars... …Looking at it this way, there are quite a lot of places he hid in the escape in the last days, and he probably searched all the places that could be searched.

Jing Xi thought cheaply, holding the treasure mountain in his hand, but now he doesn't need it very much, this is really a happy trouble.

But if there are more houses in it, it would be perfect.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly not satisfied.

When Jing Xi was dawdling in the space, he suddenly heard a report from someone, saying that Young Master Ying invited him to come over to discuss something.

Jing Xi raised her eyebrows to regain her senses, and said that she got it.

It seems that his big brother is about to lose his temper.

Because he heard the secrets that he should have heard, but he didn't drink like he did in his previous life.He didn't use wine to drown his sorrows, so how could he bring the maid who was serving beside him to bed?If he doesn't mess with men and women, where will the future puppet emperor come from?If he couldn't die every day, how could his wound be infected and kill him?

When he read the book, he took the position of the protagonist, but when he became cannon fodder Yuan Jingxi to experience these things first-hand, he suddenly felt worthless for the original owner.

Even if his mother didn't treat Yuan Jing well, and used him for the purpose of using him, she still raised him to such an age with good food, drink, and clothes, and she didn't have any kindness; she was a little crazy when she poisoned him in the end. When he came back from rebirth, he wanted to take revenge on Song Shanya, so he drove her crazy, and locked her in the backyard for the rest of her life... There is nothing wrong with it.

But he shouldn't have chosen the original owner to take revenge on Song Shanya. No matter how you say it, the original owner grew up with him. He was not only very fond of this big brother, but also very friendly, and died of illness early on. hurt him.

But when he was reborn, all these pasts were overthrown. He only remembered his own grievances and pains, and he couldn't see the contributions of others. He watched and even took the initiative to push the original owner to die, just to get revenge on a woman.

I treat you like a brother, but you really want me to die.

White-eyed wolf.

Jing Xi made a conclusion for him in her heart.

—

The courtyard where Yuan Jingying lived was not far from him, and their brothers lived in the front yard of the Song Mansion, one in the east and the other in the west, far away from the backyard where the female relatives lived and had little contact.

After Jing Xi left the gate of the courtyard, he turned right and walked straight for half a stick of incense before arriving at Yuan Jingying's west courtyard.

"Yuanbao, are you freezing? Come and sit inside."

He told the servants that he had something to discuss, but he set up a table of food and drink in the side hall, then turned away the servants in the room, and pushed him to take a seat very considerately.

"The dishes I specially ordered from Hongfu Restaurant are all dishes you like."

Hongfu Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Yunyang, and the chefs are very skilled. Yuan Jingxi used to go to Yunyang every time he came to eat a table from time to time.The few nodding acquaintances he had with Ye Cong'an were also in this restaurant.

Jing Xi picked up the jug at hand, it should have just been warmed, the temperature from the outer wall of the jug was very hot.In addition, the room seems to have been carefully arranged, warm and harmonious, and there is a light and pleasant rosin, which can be described as the utmost care.

He poured himself a glass of wine slowly, with a faint smile on his lips: "Brother has a heart."

Yuan Jingying glanced at his hands, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Jing Xi raised the wine glass and held it up to her nose and sniffed lightly: "Good wine, it must be brewed by immortals."

Xianrenniang is a treasure in wine. It has a history of hundreds of years in Dayu. It is said that it was invented by a person who cultivated immortality in the ancestor of the winemaker. The wine is mellow and has an endless aftertaste. Sorry.

Yuan Jingying nodded: "I have asked the doctor, the immortal brew can warm and nourish your heart, and it is good for healing your wounds."

Jing Xi lazily raised her eyelids and cast a glance at him. It's no wonder the original owner's mother can't play with this number.

If he didn't know the plot, he might believe it.

Xianrenniang is of course a good thing, but no matter how good it is, it cannot deny the fact that it is wine itself.Drinking some when it is intact is indeed effective for health preservation, and it also has a bactericidal and inhibitory effect on external injuries.But drinking too much of this stuff will speed up the blood circulation. If there is an internal injury, it will definitely have the opposite effect. With his broken bones and not yet healed, his legs may rot over time.

There is nothing to say about his painstaking efforts, Jing Xi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp as he wished, showing his "belief" attitude with actions.

Yuan Jingying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Come, let's eat."

He didn't talk about things, so Jing Xi knew it well and didn't ask.

Rather than destroying all hope in the enemy at the outset, he preferred the method of boiling frogs in lukewarm water.Let the opponent relax his vigilance first, let him think that he can succeed, and then let him taste the taste of disappointment when his expectations are at their peak, it must be very ecstasy.

Jing Xi took off her cloak when she entered the room, and she was wearing a thick robe. After sitting for a while, she felt a little hot, so she leaned back slightly, and casually rolled up her sleeves twice, revealing a section as white as cream Smooth arms.

His hands are very well formed, slender and well-proportioned, and his ten fingers are as flawless as white jade. He only wears a high-quality blood-colored jade wrench finger on the thumb of his right hand. One green and one white set off each other, the picture is indescribably attractive, and a single hand reminds people of the word vivid and fragrant.

Yuan Jing watched this scene intently, his black eyes gradually deepening.

Just when he was lost in thought, Jing Xi finally put down the jade chopsticks, and made a crisp "ding" sound when it collided with the porcelain white dishes, pulling back Yuan Jing's thoughts of running away.

He asked, "Have you eaten?"

Jing Xi lazily hummed, the whole person seemed a little lazy.

Yuan Jingying heard the words and summoned his servants to take away the things and serve a pot of hot tea again.

Jing Xi rubbed his forehead, and interrupted him: "I don't drink tea anymore, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to sleep for a while."

"Then I'll have someone take you back." Yuan Jingying didn't force him to stay, "Abi, take care of the young master."

This time he came from the Hou Mansion and brought two maids from Jingxi's room, and Abi was one of them... and also the woman who was pregnant with Jingxi's child in the previous life.

Jing Xi's eyes moved, and she glanced at the girl very indifferently, and saw that she lowered her head and concentrated on taking the cloak and carefully helping him put it on.

Yuan Jing greeted him to go out, and patted his shoulder with his palm: "Go back and have a good rest. If you like Xianren brew, I'll send someone to prepare some for you and send it to you directly."

Jing Xi was silent for a moment, then said: "If that's the case, thank you, brother."

Tsk, he was really afraid that he would not die fast enough.

After leaving the side hall, the temperature around her body dropped sharply, but probably because of drinking, Jing Xi didn't feel cold, instead she raised her chin comfortably and took a deep breath.He let go of the heater in his hand, feeling the heat continuously coming out of his body.

This hot air surged up along the blood vessels, turned crimson and climbed up the cheeks little by little, dyeing Jing Xi's beautiful face more vividly, and then flowed to the limbs, and then the wounds on the legs began to itch.

Jing Xi felt something was wrong, he lowered his eyes calmly.

He drank less than three cups of Immortal Brew in total, so there would definitely not be such obvious consequences.

So, is it... that rosin?

Or is it that the combination of Xianrenniang and rosin will cause people to have an aphrodisiac reaction?

Gained knowledge.

While Jing Xi was suffering from both extremes of ice and fire, she was still thinking about things divergently. When she returned to the room where he lived, the thing under her body had already reacted.

He ordered: "Abi comes in to serve, and everyone else goes down."

"Yes, sir."

Abi didn't seem to be aware of Jing Xi's abnormality. She weighed the teapot and found that it was still hot, so she poured it for Jing Xi and let the tea cool first, then checked the fire, and approached him after making sure that it was burning properly. , blessed the body: "Master, Abi will undress for you."

Jing Xi didn't speak, but raised her chin slightly and spread her arms to signal her to make a move.

Abi didn't raise her head, she stepped forward with lowered eyebrows, stretched out her hand to untie the cloak around Jing Xi's neck, and hung it on the screen beside her.

Then came the outer robe, the belt, and when she was about to untie the middle shirt, Jing Xi suddenly raised her hand and lifted her chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Jing Xi stared into her eyes and asked, "Abi, how long have you been by my side?"

She was a little startled, but didn't struggle: "Returning to the young master, it has been ten years since Abi came to the young master when he was eight years old."

ten years.

Yes, she was the maid who served Yuan Jingxi the first time, and her current status can be said to be one of the maids in his room.Dayu has a relatively open atmosphere, men are [-] years old, and women are [-] years old.And Abi is already eighteen, but there has been no movement on the important event in her life, presumably someone said something to her.

Feeling her body getting hotter and hotter, Jing Xi's breathing became heavier.

He pinched Abi's chin and pulled it closer to him, and said in a low voice, "Then, if I want to accept you as a roommate, would you be willing?"

She trembled when she heard the words, and leaned against Jing Xi as if she was unsteady, and stammered back: "Ah, Ah, Abi... Yes, young master."

Jing Xi laughed when she heard the words: "Very good."

—

When Ye Cong'an came back, it was already time to light the lamp.

Ye Congrong is very familiar with the Song Mansion now, but just out of politeness, he still took his ignorant younger brother to greet Song Qinghui and the two first, and when he got there, he knew that the other party had gone out and hadn't come back, so he had no choice but to give up.

Ye Cong'an said urgently, "Go find Xixi!"

Ye Congrong, who heard him talking all the way, secretly scolded "little white-eyed wolf" angrily. I don't know, I might think that Yuan Ershao is your food and clothing parents. I think so, but he comforts me in a good-tempered manner. : "Big Brother is taking you there."

Ye Cong'an snorted, and hurried to the east courtyard where Jing Xi lived.

"Xiao An, slow down, be careful not to fall."

Ye calmly chased after him, feeling as if he had returned to the days when he was a little brother chasing a monkey every day.

When the two passed by the west courtyard, they happened to bump into Yuan Jingying.

Because Ye Congrong was focused on his younger brother, he just nodded to him politely, and was dragged away by Ye Cong'an without looking back.

Yuan Jingying, who was originally excited, stood where he was, but his complex and ecstatic mood instantly turned ice-cold, his eyes stayed on the slender figure for a long time, his fingers curled up and clenched into fists.

It would be nice if those eyesores all disappeared.

In this case, Ah Rong will become me alone like in his previous life...

Ye Congrong didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. At this moment, the only intersection between him and Yuan Jingying was Yuan Jingxi, and just one Yuan Jingxi had already used up his few favorability points for this family.

"Xixi... I'm back..."

Ye Cong'an came to the door unimpeded all the way, shouting Jing Xi in his mouth, and pushed open the door forcefully with one hand.

But at the next moment, a deliberately lowered familiar voice shouted depressingly and tensely: "Don't come in!"

The door of the room was wide open, and bursts of heating came from the surface.

Accompanied by the influx into the nose, there is a faint but very special and familiar...musky smell.