A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

When Fang Muan returned to the inn, the first thing he did was to return the precious unicorn jade pendant to its original owner.

After hearing his report, Duan Hong was like petrified, and sat motionless for a long time.

Fang Muan was too frightened to speak out, and asked Wenxuan in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

Wen Xuan rolled his black eyes and looked at Fang Muan with a smile, "Probably he is missing his wife who passed away before he got married."

Fang Mu'an probably figured it out too, that Bai Lan, whom Mr. Qinglian called her sister, was Duan Hong's unmarried wife.

At the beginning, it was Song Dashi and Bai Shangshu who were convicted because of the party struggle. Are Bai Lan and Bai Qing the descendants of the Bai family?

Wen Xuan glanced at Duan Hong, and sighed, "It is enough to have a confidant in life, but there are mistakes, life and death are boundless."

Hearing the vicissitudes in Wenxuan's words, Fang Mu'an couldn't help but feel sad for him when he thought of his decadent appearance when he missed Yun Chen in the previous life, "Well... don't be emotional, isn't it said that if you don't forget, there will be echoes? Maybe you still have a chance to reconnect with the person you miss."

If Kang Shinian and Yun Chen finally get married, he will generously send blessings, no matter whether he likes men or women, Kang Shinian is his best friend after all, and he is satisfied when he is happy.

Sadness and everything come second.

Wenxuan misunderstood what Fang Muan meant, and his expression gradually turned from disappointment to surprise, "Are you serious?"

"What's real or fake?"

"Just keep in mind, there will be echoes."

Fang Mu'an couldn't hold back his bitter face, "Yes, yes, I wish you all your wishes come true, and continue your relationship. Since you are thinking about your predecessors, stop flirting with each other."

Wen Xuan shook his head and chuckled, "Since when did I hook up?"

Fang Mu'an was at a loss for words for a moment, he couldn't lick his face and say that you seduced me.

The two were whispering, and Duan Hong walked behind them at some point, "Now that I know the whereabouts of the old grandmother, what do Brother Wen think?"

Wenxuan got up and laughed, "Since Mr. Qinglian explained that he has the difficulty of not being able to help the old lady, it is because the emperor issued a secret decree not to allow anyone to take care of him, in order to lure brother Duan into a trap. There are probably secret spies all over the inside and outside of Yuanji Temple , Brother Duan must not show up."

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them turned their heads to look at Fang Muan.

Fang Muan's eyebrows twitched, "Do you want me to come forward again?"

Wen Xuan chuckled and said, "Brother Duan and I will pretend to be beggars tomorrow. If you show that we are in the dark, nothing will happen."

Duan Hong's face turned green, Fang Mu'an also rolled his eyes, "Three scholars live here, and two beggars go out tomorrow morning. Do you treat the shop owner as blind?"

Wenxuan just laughed, "You can't live in one place for too long, we'll check out and leave tomorrow morning."

He spoke with confidence, Duan Hong and Fang Mu'an couldn't say anything.

The allocation of berths at night became a big problem again. In order not to attract attention, the three of them opened three rooms. Fang Muan originally thought that he could finally sleep well, but who would have expected that someone would break through the window and enter just as soon as he lay down.

Fang Mu'an thought he had encountered some kind of assassin, so scared he jumped up from the bed and wanted to call for someone, but his mouth was covered halfway through the words.

"Shh, don't bark, it's me."

The tone is ambiguous, like the adulterer of a private meeting.

Fang Muan angrily knocked off Wenxuan's hand, and said angrily in a low voice, "Mr. Wen, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

"What do you think I do?"

"I don't want to guess."

It's not a good thing to hear his hooligan tone.

Wenxuan hugged Fang Mu'an in his arms, and said with a soft smile, "Didn't you say that if you never forget, there must be an echo? I'm here to ask for an echo."

I rub!

You have to ask Yun Chen if you want it, what do you want from me?

Could this bastard just look at his fake mother and regard him as Yun Chen's reincarnation?

Fang Muan was tightly hugged by Wenxuan, and many absurd thoughts ran through his mind for a while, "Mr. Wen, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Wen Xuan leaned on his shoulder and chuckled, "Who do you think I take you for?"

"Your life and death are boundless."

Wen Xuan rubbed Fang Mu'an's back with both hands, "After waiting for so long, you finally look back at me, I'm very happy."

Fang Muan felt that he was communicating with aliens, "What? What are you talking about, why can't I understand."

Wen Xuan patted him on the forehead, "Are you still pretending to be confused? Don't you remember the allusion when you suddenly looked back?"

Where did the allusion of "suddenly looking back" come from, it couldn't be the little turtle and Yun Chen's pillow whispers in the past.

Fang Mu'an struggled to break away from Wenxuan's hand, "What, Mr. Wen, did you really recognize the wrong person? Look at it clearly, I am Amu...not the reincarnation of so-and-so."

Wen Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and didn't speak for a long time.

The two were awkwardly silent in the dark.

One second, two seconds...

Fang Muan took a deep breath, halfway through the exhalation, the carbon dioxide in his mouth was blocked back.

Wen Xuan leaned forward and kissed him.

It was another deep kiss that was biting and biting hard.

What kind of routine is this!

Co-authoring words these days are pale, only physical communication is real.

Fang Mu'an was so breathless from the kiss that he couldn't push him, so he could only bear it passively.

This shell will be weak after struggling a few times casually, which will only arouse the other party's desire to commit violence.

As expected, Wen Xuan pushed his limits, while moving his mouth, while doing other things, his hands slipped into his underwear.

Fang Mu'an trembled from being touched, and he only scolded his mother in his heart. After tonight, he didn't wear underwear to sleep anymore. He was neatly dressed, and even criminals would have to take it off for a while. This little turtle is definitely not cheap.

Seeing that his clothes were about to be stripped, Fang Muan didn't dare to sit still, sobbing, "Let go, I'll do it myself."

Wen Xuan paused, then slowly loosened Fang Mu'an's hand, and looked at him leisurely.

Fang Mu'an silently counted one, two, three in his heart, accumulated a lot of money, and was about to shout for help, but unfortunately, he only made a breathy sound.

Wen Xuan threw him on the bed early, covered his mouth with one hand, tore off his clothes with the other, and stuffed them into his mouth in a mess, "I knew you were playing tricks, and I will never forgive you today."

Fang Muan's mouth was tightly gagged, and he was naked and cold. It was impossible to be brave, so he could only show weakness. He beat his heart with his hand, and murmured "heartache" a few times from his mouth vaguely.

Wenxuan also realized his intentions, and his movements became much gentler. He lay on his chest and listened for a long time, "Although the heartbeat is a little faster than usual, it's okay. I promise to be gentle..."

You promise shit!

Hua Xiaomu himself was made to die on the bed, Fang Muanjiu occupied the magpie's nest for a few days, and the mission didn't make any progress, yet he wanted to follow in my master's footsteps, dying so aggrieved...

He doesn't want to die.

Wen Xuan pressed both of Fang Muan's hands on top of his head, and constantly changed angles to kiss his lips, sometimes lightly and sometimes hard, as if trying to draw out his bastard.

It's really sadder than being sentenced.

Amu's body was too sensitive, and he would shake completely after being touched a few times. Fang Muan clamored in his heart not to, but his body reacted uncooperatively.

Naturally, Wenxuan also noticed it, and laughed several times sullenly, the laughter was full of ridicule.

It's so deceitful!

What kind of body is born with this, it's so f*cking deceitful.

Fang Muan wished he could find a hole in the ground.

Wenxuan caught his weakness, how could he easily let it go, that hand strength, that frequency, that technique, it is obvious that it took a lot of practice to practice it into a magic skill.

Not surprisingly!

This bastard has been proficient in this way since junior high school, and with more than ten years of experience accumulation, I am afraid that he will become invincible in the world early in the morning.

Fang Mu'an tried it himself now, and it is really extraordinary. If the current situation is not too humiliating, he really wants to praise Wenxuan's proficient skills.

Wen Xuan clearly felt that Fang Muan was panting urgently, fearing that he would not be able to breathe, he quickly removed the clothes that were covering his mouth.

Being forced to this stage, Fang Mu'an still called to stop, the rationality in his mind was squeezed to the point where there was nothing left.

Wenxuan didn't let go of his slightest reaction, his lips fell on his ear bit by bit and pecked lightly, and from time to time he said a few embarrassing words of love.

Painful yet happy, he was talking about Fang Muan's current situation. If he had Song Luo's skill in his previous life, he might have been unable to resist and attack Wenxuan one by one.

After about a century, and it seemed that it only lasted for a few minutes, Fang Muan was defeated without any hope.

At the moment when his eyes turned blank, Wen Xuan mocked his persistence in a wicked and smoldering manner.

Mixed with shame and anger, and physically exhausted, Fang Muan didn't even move when he was pushed into the ground, and let Wenxuan play with his limbs weakly. Seeing that the city gate was lost, someone pushed the door outside.

Wen Xuan and Fang Mu'an were stunned for two seconds, their expressions were very exciting.

Fang Mu'an didn't expect that he would be able to come back from desperation, and felt as if he had escaped and ascended to heaven on the spot; however, Wen Xuan seemed to have fallen from the nine heavens to hell. Clothes jumped out of the window.

The speed is comparable to the flower pickers who come and go without a trace.

It took Fang Muan a long time to react, silently tidied his clothes, got out of bed and opened the door.

Duan Hong stood outside the door with a dejected look on his face.

Fang Muan had just sent one away, and didn't have the heart to entertain the other, so he blocked the door and asked, "It's so late, why isn't the general sleeping?"

Duan Hong obviously wanted to enter the door, how could Fang Muan's small body block it, he was dragged to sit in front of the table, watching helplessly as Duan Hong lit the oil lamp on the table.

The light outside was dim, and Duan Hong couldn't see Fang Muan's face clearly. Now that the room was lit up, he realized his strangeness.

"Amu, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

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