The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (29)

The night breeze is slightly drunk.

The mansion far away from the busy city has long been quiet, sinking into the dark background together with the darkness outside the window.

The third floor of the marshal's mansion is covered with a thick layer of pure white wool felt carpet, which looks extravagant and expensive.

After the moonlight had cooled down for the most part, the brightly lit study door finally opened quietly.

The Marshal, who is admired by countless people in the entire empire, came out of the room.

Probably it was the exhaustion from staying up all night, or maybe it was the dead of night so it was worth covering up.

In short, at this time, the upright and heroic Marshal Gu Rong, who is familiar to the whole star -

In the eyes and spirit, there is an indescribable cruelty.

Like a beast that has been imprisoned for a long time, the last struggle before breaking free from the shackles.

The third floor of the private house has a special layout, apart from the long corridor, there is only a study room and the master bedroom next to the study room.

——And the bedroom next to this study is the master bedroom that Gu Rong actually lives in on weekdays.

It's just that today I was lucky enough to be spotted by Shu Le under the meticulous arrangement.

It's just... so gratifying.

Longyin's various questions about the master bedroom next door and the noise of chatter were locked in the re-closed study.

Footsteps on the carpet soundless.

In this way, he walked a few steps forward and stopped in front of the door of the master bedroom.

Gu Rong clearly felt that his mental power had become active again, and even the blood in his body was boiling and burning.

For sss-level mental power manipulators, it is extremely rare that they cannot control their mental power activity.

Rarely represents danger.

And the danger should be killed at the source.

Only for him, not so.

It's three o'clock at night.

Hundred Ghosts at Night.

The lock on the master bedroom door was useless, and after a short pause, it was gently pushed open by the person standing outside.

The originally furnished bedroom had just been thoroughly cleaned and tidied up, leaving only the original big bed and some basic items.

At least at this moment, the bedroom next to the study on the third floor does look like an ordinary guest bedroom——

It's not at all like the master bedroom used by the previous owner, Gu Rong.

Because there are too few other furnishings in the room, at a glance, Shi Shi will involuntarily fall on the huge bed in the middle.

The bed looked really luxurious, wide and long, with several layers of soft mattresses in succession, as if holding up a treasure to protect the person sleeping in the center.

That's Shule.

Shu Le was already sound asleep.

The biggest lighting facility in the master bedroom has been turned off, leaving only a bedside night light.

And Shu Le was wrapped in the soft quilt, leaving only half of his face sticking out, looking soft and quiet under the dim yellow light.

While Gu Rong stopped, Longyin's communication came from Guang's brain.

The content is short and clear, and it has the same dog legs as Master Shu Le: "Master Marshal, a new batch of Jia Luo fruit has arrived. I went downstairs to grind the medicine. I wish you a good evening!"

Gu Rong didn't reply, he closed the door of the master bedroom with his backhand, and walked towards Shu Le very lightly.

The Galo fruit was not produced in the empire itself, but a fruit that was encountered by chance during foreign wars.

It looks strange and beautiful, and its biggest effect is to lull people to sleep, and the effect is extremely good.

Once it is ground into powder and mixed into medicine, the person who takes it will fall into a deep sleep without knowing it.

No matter what happens in sleep, you won't know it when you wake up.

This is undoubtedly a good medicine to induce crime.

When he got this medicine, Gu Rong once thought that he would never use this thing anyway.

But he didn't expect that one day he would change his mouth so easily.

Maybe it was the opening and closing of the bedroom door just now that brought some cool breeze in, and Shu Le shrank back into the quilt on the big bed.

Gu Rong finally recovered from the emotions of using Galo Fruit on Shu Le, turned around and checked, then walked to the center of the bed, and sat down gently.

The bed is soft, and there is a shallow arc in the position where Gu Rong sits.

But Shu Le on the bed didn't notice it at all, he pursed the corners of his lips, and unconsciously turned sideways.

Curling himself into a ball like a cat, he unsuspectingly faced Gu Rong beside the bed.

Gu Rong lowered his head and blew lightly on the man's eyelashes——

As a result, Shu Le's long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly about to fly.

Everything on this bed is new.

Only the bed remains the same.

In countless difficult nights without going out to fight.

He also used to lie on this bed, missing the lover in his heart.

The man had a slender waist that had to be arched after being forcibly embraced from behind.

A little red mole on the back of the waist.

There are also slender leg bones that run down the waistline.

And between the legs are parted to the sides, which shames the open/exposed slit.

Shu Le's body has been pampered since he was a child, and he is afraid of cold and heat. His family wished he could live in a greenhouse every day.

But Gu Rong raised the temperature in the master bedroom by two degrees.

Although not unbearable.

But if you lie down wrapped in pajamas, it will naturally not be so comfortable.

Pale skin that lacked blood color was exposed from between the quilts when he turned over, and the man wrapped in the quilt was so thin that he could even see the bone shape of the two shoulder blades clearly.

Gu Rong's Adam's apple rolled, and he reached out to help Shu Le tuck the corner of the quilt.

It's just that after finishing, he didn't retract his hand.

Instead, he crawled all the way down under the warm blanket.

Skimming over the delicate and warm texture lines, she stopped at the place where Shu Le's waist was a little aggrieved and his head was drooping.

Then the fingertips shook and rubbed lightly twice.

Shu Le frowned as if aware of it, unconsciously opened the corner of his mouth, and let out a very low and hoarse "ah".

But after all, he did not wake up.

Gu Rong's fingers ran the thing from the bottom to the head, and then lightly poked the top of the little head twice, causing the little thing to respond quickly.

Gu Rong obviously didn't want to finish, and he didn't take back that unscrupulous hand.

He paused for a moment, bent his lips, lowered his head, and gently kissed Shu Le's forehead.

The scene is beautiful, like a love language full of lust between lovers.

"Baby, congratulations, you have grown up."