Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

How did things come to this?

You Xun lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, constantly recalling what happened during the day.

He quarreled with Qiao Xi.

I went to see the last lover's art exhibition.

No, no, go to the art exhibition first.

Then, ex-lover and ex-wife stand together...

The ex-lover said "Long time no see".

and after?

Later, Zhitiao turned and left, glanced at him before leaving, and he followed inexplicably, probably out of curiosity.Then they talked for a while, and You Xun remembered that he scolded him.

You Xun had to agree that the other party's appearance was really good.Yuanshen is his most satisfying lover, quiet, beautiful, and well-behaved enough, and more importantly, every time he sees this gentle lover and sees him sitting in front of the drawing board, he can feel his heart pounding. Jump.

It seems that in the fate firmly controlled by his family, an unexpected encounter is a green sprout suddenly sprouting in the corner of the prison, and he frantically absorbs a moment of peace from his original body.

It's a pity that the original body is more suitable for long-term love, but not for dewy love.

He actually hated him leaving.

When the assistant reminded him once again that "the time is up" according to the usual practice, he stood downstairs in the apartment he bought as the "secret den" for the two of them, feeling confused again.

The assistant reminded him that when he decides to stop, he should not be so indecisive as the head of the family.

As the head of the house, as the head of the house...

This is the only sentence he has heard since he was a child!

Isn't he trying hard enough?

No one has asked his opinion, no one understands his thoughts, even the assistant who seems to be closest to him since he was a child, doesn't understand him, that elm head!

All day is the rules, just know the rules!

The same goes for the family members. The elders always disagree with him when they see him, and the children of the same age don't get close to him.The respect is all fake, they just dare not be nice to him.

They hated him, and he wanted to seduce them. The clan elders, rivals, peers, and especially this assistant, didn't they think he was bad?

How does it feel after bowing down under his suit pants?

There is only the original body, and when he is beside the original body, it is heaven.

He quarreled with his assistant again, and it was another one-sided quarrel. He didn't want to see the assistant with a headache, as if he was looking at a child, and he was in the office on the spur of the moment...

He didn't expect the original body to see it.

You Xun woke up at that moment: his peaceful paradise collapsed.

If he makes trouble, he will be very annoying, so how can he meet the requirements of "quiet"; if he doesn't make trouble, then he is just a person who is greedy for money, no different from the person who was raised by him before.

So, he asked his assistant to deal with him.

Looking back, he can still think of the wonderful feeling of last night, but there is nothing around him: if that person tried to "revenge" him but only used the method of "come once", then You Xun would have to smile sincerely, anyway, what is he No loss.In fact, he didn't quite remember what happened last night, as if he had fallen into a dream, and he couldn't remember anything after waking up.

However, to his surprise, just as he was about to go out to pour himself a glass of water, he saw another figure in the living room—a figure who was not well dressed, wearing only the simplest coat on his upper body, who seemed to be from The wool knit jacket he pulled out from the closet obviously didn't fit that well. Fortunately, it was a loose and long version. The arms seemed to be a little shorter, barely covering the heels of the legs.

In this comparison, Zhidiao is a bit too thin.

You Xun suddenly understood the charm of the "boyfriend shirt", so he should prepare that popular open-back sweater in the closet.

Beauty comes first, it's a fool not to appreciate it.

Jitori was lying on the sofa eating oranges, and there was a book spread out in front of him, a photo album he took off the shelf casually.

The sides of the book are gray, and it seems that the previous owner of the house opened it from time to time.Zhidiao would not foolishly think that this is You Xun's residence. They are like grids in a flower street. In the grids are tied up and unable to escape. Cruising in the tank.

Neat, clean, but lifeless.

Is it prepared for someone, anyway, it has nothing to do with Jitori.

"Ah~ Are you up already?"

"You, didn't you leave?"

Don't answer questions with questions, it's not obvious, he's such a big guy.

Over the back of the sofa, Zhidiao stretched out his hand towards You Xun, still holding half of the tangerine in his mouth.You Xun was curious about what he wanted to do, so he walked over, and was grabbed by Zhidiao's unbuttoned shirt and dragged to the sofa.

"You... uh!"

Lip to lip, a small half of mandarin mandarin took the opportunity to invade his mouth. After biting it open from the middle, the sweet juice flowed down the veins on the petals and fell between the lips and teeth. The taste was very refreshing.

"A kiss that smells like tangerine, is it called a honey kiss?"

The lingering tone of voice was transmitted along You Xun's cochlea and cilia to the nerve center, and while processing the feedback, it also caused a more subtle reaction. You Xun felt very ashamed of this, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked quite timid: "Why, all of a sudden? ?”

Zhitiao's eyes were too soft and sensitive, and it was easy to render the atmosphere into a warm orange red, like two people rubbing each other under the bedside night lamp, but the eye circles were slightly red.

Why didn't he remember that the other party was such a flirtatious person before?

You Xun struggled to get up, but saw the growing sadness in the other party's eyes, and his hands gradually lost strength.He knew that his former favorite lover still missed him, and maybe he was also blaming him: "Don't do this."

"We're done," he added.

"I miss you so much..." He murmured in his ear, turning back and forth, "You don't see me."

"We're done." You Xun felt that he could only say this sentence, but his ex-lover was still shaking his heart.

He felt like Xu.

"Stay."

"Let me accompany you."

"Forget about the annoying things, at least by my side."

……"it is good."

The place where the lips pass, the memory of rouge, and the love for each other.The butterflies gather the hawks, and the apricots come out of the spring dock.

Playing red beans with slender hands, You Yun's rain is fragrant, and the voice is earnest, seducing the twigs to babble.

If it goes on like this... the stagnant air in those grids, the wicker branching out of the vase, even the breathing will stop, Zhitiao suddenly doesn't know what he is doing.

You Xun hadn't tasted the real sweetness yet, the sudden stop made You Xun a little confused, and asked "what's the matter" dissatisfied.

"You will not want me." The ethereal voice was like a wisp of smoke that was about to dissipate, and the unhappiness and desire in You Xun's heart disappeared immediately, leaving only endless pity.He held people in his arms and explained over and over again "No, not again", the sense of conquest that was destroyed and rebuilt made him sink, and everything else could be ignored-his beautiful, submissive lover.

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[Host, you...] The system was prepared to put a layer of mosaic on itself very obediently, and even prepared for a certain spirit companion behind him who was also sitting side by side with him, sitting in rows, and squatting in the corner. Excited, and then turned a corner unexpectedly.

This twist!

It's clearly a heartthrob system, but now the system feels that it doesn't know anything about the word "glamorous".

You Xun left. He was supposed to get up in the morning and go directly to the company, but it was already eleven o'clock.He also invited Jitori to have lunch at noon, but was rejected.

Although he was puzzled, You Xun was in a cheerful mood, and he just listened to it.

Behind him, Ling Chenzhi stood in front of Zhiniao, and hugged him puzzledly: "Why? You didn't leave him from the beginning, why did you go back to You Xun?" He couldn't touch him, but Zhiniao could see Chen Zhi Facing him, full of worry.

"He will kill you, that man!" Chen Zhi whimpered, "If you are with him, you will be killed by him. Death really hurts, you believe me!"

He has already died, and the time to come back is stolen, even if he has to pay some price, he doesn't force it.But Zhitiao is innocent, he was called by his obsession, and he likes and appreciates him to make jokes together on weekdays.

The system is more straightforward. As a "system", it lacks the concept of human relations. It only cares about one thing: is that lonely expression real?

It was shocked to find that the host's acting skills may be better than it imagined.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you." Zhiniao dug out a few new clothes from Mandenden's closet. They felt good to the touch, and the material was excellent. "I never thought that he would have a good impression of you."

Even so, he was still abandoned like an abandoned dog. This is "like", a false love that can deceive.

Once upon a time there was an oiran in the building, with the rhyme of the begonia and the lightness of the flying swallow. He was once the daughter of a rich family, but his family was in decline, and he fell to this point.In the residence where she could only see a narrow sky, she waited day after day and year after year for her childhood sweetheart to come back and redeem her.

In fact, there were many men who were greedy for her beauty and wanted to marry her, but they were all rejected in the end.

They have made a promise that they will be united forever in this life, and they will also promise each other in the next life.

Finally one day, that man came, he hesitated and dared not speak, asked, and found out that he had already married a wife, and said guiltily: "I can still marry you, you can be my concubine."

She agreed, entered his mansion, became a concubine, and waited for the reunion once every few months-he said that such a reunion was like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, which made their relationship even more intense.

The former oiran still believed it, from a small room where he could only see a narrow sky, to a room where he could walk two feet away.

Until the child in the main room sneaked in, was fascinated by her beauty, and said with a smile: "Father always said that there is a monster that eats people here, so don't ask me to come, hey, I'm not stupid~"

Who said eachother is such a fragile thing, the true feelings that have been unforgettable, not to mention You Xun's insignificant "like".

"As for the way or something, he just wants a happy place, so I let him see me, a lover because of his fragility, which is the fastest way."

"Don't worry about me, there are excuses to avoid things I hate." If it wasn't for some conspiracy, Zhitiao would not pay attention to such a person, "Okay, it's time to be a mannequin."

Three days, four days?

Sitting in the villa, You Shen couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a good meeting with Zhitiao, let alone the brief glimpse at the art exhibition.Since Zhiniao left with You Xun yesterday, he has been trapped in his own madness every moment, and he should have held his hand and told him not to leave.

On the drawing paper, a portrait was repeated several times, and scattered waste manuscripts were piled up at the feet, torn to pieces.

He doesn't want to admit that he can't even draw his sweetheart well, but this is the truth.

In the past, he loved this villa so much that even acquainted friends and even family members didn't want to bring it here, for fear of damaging every plant and tree. Even the gardener was invited to be the best.But now that Zhiniao is not there, all the flowers and plants are just rotten leaves.

After throwing away another scrapped manuscript, he finally rushed into the bathroom in despair, splashing cold water on his face in exchange for a brief sobriety—he was almost bewildered by Zhitiao—and looked at the picture in the mirror. With stubble and red eyes, he laughed at himself, pointing at the mirror.

Could it be that he is the Tomie written by Junji Ito, and can he have irresistible magic power to drive the artists who shaped him crazy?

Then the laughter stopped abruptly.

He wants to paint him well, and also wants to have him, an adult should have both!

You carefully assigned a set of keys to the villa for Zhitiao, he can come whenever he wants.However, what was embarrassing was that when he was "thinking deeply" in the mirror, there was a slight sound of the door lock turning in the silent space.

Could it be... senior brother?

The bathroom is facing the door, and You Shen secretly opened a gap, just in time to meet the eyes of Zhiniao who came back from the outside. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't shaved his beard, nor wiped his face with water...

"Ah, wait for me, brother, I'll be fine in a while!"

"Eh?" In fact, Zhiniao just happened to turn to this side just now, and he didn't realize that You Shen was there at all, when he heard a shout from the bathroom not far away, "Don't be too anxious if there is anything~"

"Hiss, it hurts!" The razor scratched his skin.

Ah, how did you spread the burden? Is it really reliable to leave it to him to be the head of the house?