Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

The door was closed with a "squeak", which isolated the noise and hustle and bustle of the outside world.Incense is burning in the room, and there is a faint and ambiguous fragrance in the quiet and distant place. The wedding candle with the word "囍" is burning faintly. Occasionally, a drop or two of candle tears will slowly fall from the candle body, so the candle flame will be crackling and beating violently. A few times, and then return to calm.

Standing in the house, Guyue glanced around the extremely festively decorated new house, his eyes finally fixed on the bed covered with bright red silk brocade quilt.

Sitting upright on the bed, the thin body in a large wedding gown folded her hands on her lap reservedly and gracefully. The tassels on the bright red hijab hung low on her chest, swaying slightly with her shallow breathing.

Gu Yue took two tentative steps towards the side of the bed, seeing that the body of the person on the side of the bed was gradually becoming stiff as he thought, he couldn't help reaching out and pressing the pulsating temple, the corners of his mouth slightly Tricking, but people can't tell whether they are happy or disgusted.

Walking barely stopped at a distance of seven steps from the bed, Gu Yue reached out and picked up a teacup from the table beside him where many snacks and drinks were placed, and poured himself a cup of cold tea.After drinking the tea, the chaotic spirit paralyzed by alcohol was stimulated to calm down a lot.

He put down the teacup, and didn't continue to approach, just leaned against the table, and suddenly said softly, "Why didn't you run away?" I gave you time.

On the side of the bed, the thin body covered with a hijab stretched straighter in an instant, and the one-inch white wrist exposed from the edge of the wide sleeve was dazzling and alluring under the bright candlelight.

Gu Yue rubbed his fingers lightly, his eyes darkened, the people watching the bed still responded silently, he couldn't help playing with the Xi scale on the table, and casually said, "Chu Yi has already left the city overnight. "

The candle flame crackled and exploded a drop of spark, which danced violently and crazily.

Under the red hijab are Feng Ze's horrified eyes.

——He knew about Chu Yi's plan to escape marriage?

Subconsciously, he grasped the clothes under his hands tightly. There was a delicate porcelain bottle, and the cold neck was firmly pressed by the palm of his hand, leaving a deep dent in the palm.

——So it turned out that he was discovered by a man a long time ago that he was not Chu Yi, but since he was not Chu Yi, why didn't the man expose him early and marry him? !

Feng Ze felt his heart beating violently.

Bang, bang, bang.

Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of the eyes covered by the crimson red hijab, and gradually, the ray of light gradually expanded, and then a happy scale appeared in front of his eyes, gently lifting the corner of the hijab.

On the other end of the Xi scale, a broad and strong palm is gently held, looking up along the direction of that hand, it is the man's face that is still sharp and angular under the soft candlelight.

Feng Ze opened his eyes in a daze, as if looking at Xicheng in front of him, but also as if he was passing Xicheng, looking up at the person in front of him quietly.

"No wonder, you don't want money and jewels, beautiful family members like flowers, high-ranking officials and rich salary. It turns out that the reason why you reject those things...is because of me?" Lifting up all the hijabs, Gu Yue held the scale, and his eyes fell on the young man softly. On the side of the face, the calm voice seemed to be covered with a layer of soft cotton, "Do you like me?"

Feng Ze's eyes widened.

"You like me." Repeated with self-affirmation, Gu Yue looked at the young man, leaned forward and bent down, leaned close to the young man's face, and touched the small red mole at the corner of his eye with one hand, obviously in a hoarse voice But it seemed to be filled with gentleness, "Then do I like you?"

The warm breath sprayed on the side of the face, and Feng Ze's cheeks were uncontrollably stained a little red. He stared seriously at Gu Yue's deep eyes, but found that the man's eyes were giving him the same seriousness.

He was really asking him if he liked him?

How can there be such a person, who seems to let him stand there waiting confidently, but then forgets him confidently in a place where he can't see, and finally asks him such a question confidently after forgetting.

Feng Ze looked at the man fixedly, and wanted to ask him a question:

- Where's the face? !

Nostrils intertwined, Feng Ze withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the candlelight and snorted, "The general's question really makes a three-year-old laugh out loud, who do you like, why don't you ask yourself?"

"I forgot." Looking at the young man's appearance, Gu Yue suddenly frowned, "But I think, if I'm going to fall in love with someone, it must be like you."

Feng Ze's heart skipped a beat when he heard the love words whispered in his ear.

"Am I right?"

The taciturn man seemed to be very different from usual on this night. The corner of his mouth would smile, he would say something that made people blush and heartbeat, and he would say the word "like" straightforwardly...

Are you drunk?

When Feng Ze suddenly realized these differences, the man had clamped his shoulders at some point, leaned his head on his neck, and said in a low voice, "I forgot a lot of things, and they all told me that those things are irrelevant Yes...but I don't believe it." His tone paused here, and he emphasized in a deep and cold voice, "I don't believe a single word."

"Then do you want to remember everything you've forgotten?" Feng Ze found that when he said this sentence, his voice was so calm that there was no fluctuation.

Gu Yue's body leaning on his shoulder sank, and a faint scent of pine suddenly rushed into his nose.

The smell was not unpleasant, but it made Gu Yue subconsciously wary.

But just a little smell in the blink of an eye is enough to make his hands and feet heavy.

"You..." Gu Yue was startled, and wanted to stand up, but found that the internal force in his body was closed, and even his strength became weak due to the heaviness in his body.

Feng Ze put down the porcelain bottle that he had been holding in his hand all this time, the smell of rosin in the bottle had already surrounded the entire bed.Even though Gu Yue, who had lost his inner strength, still had the strength to struggle, but Feng Ze was a grown man after all, he really wanted to restrain Gu Yue at this moment, it was easy to say.

Laying the tall man flat on the wedding bed covered with red silk brocade, his limbs were wrapped tightly bound by the silk satin, Feng Ze stood by the bed and looked at the man silently for a while, then suddenly smiled, and the room was brightly lit up for a moment.

Although Gu Yue's limbs were bound, he didn't feel any panic on his face.

It was ridiculous to say that even though he was bound like this, he still only felt that the young man in front of him would not be against him.

"What do you want to do?" Gu Yue raised his head and asked.

The corner of Feng Ze's mouth curled up, he bent down lightly, and kissed Gu Yue's ear, frivolous and charming.

"Fuck you."

As the moon entered the clouds, Gu Yue felt as if a bright firework had exploded in front of his eyes, but the light in the young man's eyes was more brilliant than the firework. Behind the light, he saw the deep reflection in the young man's eyes.

It was him, and only him.

He didn't have the slightest feeling of anger or being insulted in his heart, even though he lost his memory like Gu Yue and was forced to be pressed on the bed like this, he just wanted to smile softly.

He thought, the self without amnesia must have loved the person in front of him terribly.

"What are you laughing at?" Probably feeling that he was being ridiculed by the man on the bed, Feng Ze frowned tightly, and his men mercilessly tore open the man's skirt, revealing a bronze-colored strong chest.

Consciously touched the texture that seemed to contain infinite power, the man was stunned by the slightly cold fingers of Feng Ze felt it.

After a muffled sound, Gu Yue said in a low voice, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

Feng Ze withdrew his hand, and gave him a stern look, as if he was trying his best to hide the blush on his cheeks, he retaliated and printed a series of deep red marks on the man's chest.

Going down the chest, Gu Yue looked at the young man who was kissing and sniffing on him like a puppy, and laughed for a while.

Although his hands and feet were bound, he still couldn't help asking, "Are you really going to do it?"

"Want to fuck you?" Feng Ze raised his head, raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"Heh." Gu Yue let out a muffled laugh again, "Then you...continue."