Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The scenery in front of him was bumpy and undulating with the horse's back. Fang Zhuo was dazzled and dizzy, so he simply closed his eyes.

"The protagonist is still 200 meters away from you." The system reported.

Fang Zhuo looked back, couldn't hold back, and let out a wow.

Xiao Xin held the reins in one hand and the whip in the other, his black hair and robes were blowing in the wind, his noble and chivalrous spirit coexisted, he was so handsome.

Fang Zhuo withdrew his gaze and carefully looked at the ground. The grass was picked up by the horse's hoof and fell from the air.

"Big brother, I can let go, please slow down a little bit." After speaking, he really let go of his tightly clasped hands, straightened his waist, and kept his balance by clamping the horse's belly with his legs.

However, at this moment, the grass suddenly became uneven, and the horse's back became more bumpy. His small body was shaking on it, and it was very dangerous just by looking at it.

Xiao Yan flicked a whip on the horse's buttocks, and the sweaty horse ran wildly, and was even with Fang Zhuo in an instant.

"My king orders you to stop immediately."

The man's icy voice followed the whistling wind and got into his ears. Fang Zhuo opened his mouth, poured all the air in, and choked hard.

"I didn't run away!" Fang Zhuo's voice was crying, "My lord, I, I..."

Seeing the young man staggering and frightened, Xiao Jin frowned, "Can't ride a horse?"

What a fart, Fang Zhuo has been looking for opportunities to learn these days, but the saddle is not suitable, and it always hurts, so he has to give up.

He shook his head desperately, unable to straighten his tongue, "My lord, help me, I really don't know how to ride a horse."

After speaking, let your legs loose, and let your body fall to the right.

Xiao Yan stomped on the stirrup hard, and flew forward with his strength, catching Fang Zhuo before his body fell to the ground.

The bodies of the two rolled down the grass slope several times, and when they stopped, Fang Zhuo was on top and Xiao Xin was on the bottom.

Come, come, the classic Lok Ma Bridge section.

Fang Zhuo was trembling all over, breathing quickly, as if he had been greatly frightened, he hugged Xiao Xin tightly and refused to let go.

The sun is very warm today, and the grass moistened by the morning dew exudes a faint smell of green grass. Occasionally, two butterflies fly by, and the atmosphere is just right.

Fang Zhuo suppressed the corners of his mouth that could not help but lift up the face buried in the man's neck. When his panicked eyes touched the handsome face of the man, he turned into a pen and carefully traced it.

The young man's eyes were too hot and lingering, Xiao Xin's eyes moved slightly, and he ordered coldly, "Get up."

Fang Zhuo deliberately moved his face closer, "How can I get up if you don't let go?"

Xiao Zhen realized later that his hand was tightly clasping the young man's waist, and he was about to let go, when the face in front of him suddenly enlarged, and his lips were bitten hard.

It was bold enough for Feng Yang to sneak a kiss while he was asleep before.

Unexpectedly, there are more daring ones.

Seeing the man's lips tightly closed, Fang Zhuo grumbled in his heart, "Open your mouth, big brother."

233, "Understand, the ancients were very reserved, you scared him."

Fang Zhuo was taken aback by the sudden voice in his head, "Are you not blocked?"

233 said, "I haven't detected a discordant development trend in the plot, but your mouths have been mosaiced."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Having said so much, it's just a blink of an eye.

Fang Zhuo plucked up his courage and swept his tongue over the man's teeth.

Xiao Xin came back to his senses, his heartbeat in his chest was so fast that it almost burst, he clasped the back of the young man's neck with his big hands, opened his teeth, and at the same time stretched out his tongue, trying to regain the position.

The two hugged each other on the grass and rolled down several times, their mouths were fiercely fought, and for some reason, Fang Zhuo suddenly became more energetic.

You kissed hard, and I was even harder than you.

Of course, Xiao Xin was the one who won in the end.

He has practiced martial arts for a long time, and his physical fitness and lung capacity are far better than ordinary people. After kissing for 10 minutes, nothing happened.

On the other hand, Fang Zhuo was just like a rookie, sitting listlessly on the grass and panting.

"Stand up." Xiao Xin pulled him up impatiently.

When I kissed you just now, I bit my tongue and didn't let go, but now you don't admit it after the kiss?

Fang Zhuo hummed angrily, stood up with that strength, and suddenly stared.

"My lord, your ears are burning." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pinched the tips of her red ears, which were warm.

"Presumptuous." Xiao Xin squeezed the troublesome hand, his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to eat people.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, his eyes slid to the man's crotch, it's terrible, he really wanted to eat people.

Xiao Xin looked cold, let go of the young man's hand, and shook his robe casually a few times to cover up the embarrassing place.

Then he got on his horse, waved his whip, and left without looking back.

Fang Zhuo ran after him for a few steps, waved and shouted, "My lord, take me, I don't know how to ride a horse!"

Not only did the big BMW not stop, but it ran faster and faster.

Fang Zhuo stopped in depression, "Damn it, you really lost me!"

He didn't leave either, and simply sat down cross-legged, propped his chin and asked the system, "Have you received any feedback?"

233 regretted, "No, the scene is wrong."

Fang Zhuo was furious, "I risked my life to perform a circus drama, you told me it was wrong? Why are there so many tricks this time!"

"..." 233 said helplessly, "Cheating is dead, it's useless. But you can work harder."

Fang Zhuo grabbed the grass and threw it out, "It's boring. When I fell off the horse just now, I tripped over the stirrup and sprained my ankle."

233 said, "Let me fix it for you."

Fang Zhuo was about to say yes, when he suddenly shouted, "Don't, don't, Xiao Xin is back."

The man was riding a big brown BMW, majestic, from far to near, and stopped in front of Fang Zhuo.

He looked down at the young man on the grass, "Want to stay overnight?"

Fang Zhuo stretched out his hand, the meaning was obvious.

Xiao Xin didn't pull him, but frowned and said, "Get up by yourself."

Without further ado, Fang Zhuo began to take off his shoes and socks, exposing Bai Shengsheng's feet.

There was imperceptible panic in Xiao Xin's eyes, his hand holding the rein tightened a little, and his face was calm.

However, this pretended calmness shattered when he saw the young man's red and swollen ankle.

He turned over and got off the horse, and raised Fang Zhuo's right calf with his big hand, "How did you do it?"

"I tripped over the stirrup when I fell off the horse." Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth, he really hurt a little, but he said, "Just take a rest, the prince must be very busy with his daily affairs, so let's go first."

Xiao Xin pursed his lips, directly slapped the man horizontally, picked him up and walked to the horse, and put him on the horse with one simple stroke.

Fang Zhuo's heart was beating like a drum, and he whispered to the system, "Xiao Xin's arms are amazing, very suitable for lifting high, very good."

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Xiao Xin got on the horse, put his arm over the young man's shoulder, and held the rein.He looked back at the lonely colt and whistled.

The little steed neighed, ran over, clung tightly behind the big BMW's buttocks, and followed it back.

Not long after Fang Zhuo sat at the front, he began to be dishonest.It was probably because grass clippings got into his clothes when he was rolling on the grass before, and he always felt itchy.

He moved forward, scratched his back with his backhand, and moved his buttocks accordingly.

This move doesn't matter, the important thing is to wake up the demon knife that has been dying.

And the demon knife that cannot be shown to outsiders is poking at himself.

Xiao Xin was so hot from his rubbing, he wrapped his arms around the young man's waist and pressed against himself, warning sharply, "Be honest, if you move around again, I will throw you down."

My lord, when you speak, your internal fire is very strong, do you know it yourself?

Fang Zhuo stopped scratching, dragged his voice and said, "Understood."

Xiao Xin's internal fire didn't go out because of the youth's rules, but it burned more and more.

Once at the racecourse, he made a beeline for the backyard and ordered no one to come near him.

Fang Zhuo's feet hurt, and no one could hold him down, so he sat on the horseback and watched the live broadcast.

Xiao Xin stood by the well, took off his clothes, scooped up fresh well water from the bucket, and poured it on his body.

Spoon after spoon, the fire was put out abruptly.

Fang Zhuo watched it with gusto and admiration.

According to the system timing, Xiao Xin poured it for a full 15 minutes. With such excellent staying power, it's worth it if you really want to start something.

Brother Ah San was right, he must practice some self-defense skills, improve his physical fitness and endurance.

Xiao Xin came back after calming down, and brought him back to the palace directly.

The butler looked at the young man's swollen ankle, feeling distressed, and muttered softly, "I said that he shouldn't be sent to the racecourse at that time. He hurt his foot and he was still so thin."

Xiao Xin waved away the chicken cub nestled next to the pillow, put him down, and turned to look at the housekeeper.

"I think you are old, and your eyes are not good. He is not thin, but heavy." He said, looking at the young man sitting on the bed meaningfully, "Your complexion is also good, I must have had a very good life in the past ten days. Moisturize."

Fang Zhuo feels wronged, you hugged me for so long, don't you know whether I'm thin or not.

What's more, these ten or so days are penances, and have nothing to do with nourishment. If it weren't for the cleverness of the two guards, I would have been greedy for it.

Fang Zhuo swallowed at the thought of meat.

He looked at the housekeeper, "When can we have dinner?"

The housekeeper hurriedly said, "It will be opened immediately."

Xiao Xin's gaze fell on the young man's ankle, and he found that it was more swollen than before, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into the word Chuan.

"Let Doctor Zhou come over first."

The butler slapped his forehead and almost forgot about the princess's injury, "My subordinates will send someone to invite her right away."

Xiao Xin is frugal and light. Every meal is a simple two side dishes. Today is different. The princess is back.

The housekeeper decided on his own initiative, and asked the kitchen to prepare a table of good dishes, and stewed a pot of velvet antler and turtle soup by the way, in order to nourish the thin princess.

A table of delicacies, Fang Zhuo is most satisfied with the pot of soup, butler, I didn't expect that the world is so big, and the person who understands me best is you.

After serving the table, Fang Zhuo didn't move his chopsticks.

He ate the rabbit meat secretly, he was at fault, so he had to pretend to be cute first, and put the incident to rest, so he couldn't lose more meat just because he couldn't hold back for a while.

Sure enough, seeing that he didn't dare to move his chopsticks, Xiao Xin didn't say a word.

Instead, when he was halfway through eating, he suddenly ordered, "What are you doing in a daze, eat."

"Thank you, my lord." After Fang Zhuo thanked him, he poured a bowl of soup for the man first.

Although Xiao Xin eats politely, his speed is not slow, and he quickly drank the soup.

Fang Zhuo was delighted, and filled another bowl.

This kind of great tonic soup, drinking less is to nourish the body, drinking more is hot, but young people don't seem to understand this.

Seeing the man staring at him, Fang Zhuo flinched, and asked cautiously, "Did I do something wrong again?"

There was light in the young man's eyes, and he seemed to be crying but not crying. Xiao Yan pushed back the words of refusal, "No."

Fang Zhuo smiled at him and continued eating meat.

Xiao Xin's body was already strong and full of energy. Not long after eating two bowls of tonic soup, his body began to heat up.

Fang Zhuo raised Erlang's legs, leaned to the side, and retracted quickly when he touched the man's legs.

Xiao Xin's scalp was numb from his teasing, and he stood up abruptly, "Eat by yourself, I'll go to the study first."

I was so in a hurry that I even forgot to use the word "Ben Wang", it seems that this soup is very effective.

Fang Zhuo shouted at the man's back, "My lord, go slowly."

When the man's back completely disappeared and left, Fang Zhuo waved to Sixi standing behind him.

Sixi, "Master, what's the matter?"

"It's a big deal." Fang Zhuo poked the rice in the bowl, "Go to the room and tidy up, I'm moving tonight."

Sixi thought he had made up his mind to run away, and said excitedly, "Where do you want to move, young master? Are we going to make enough money?"

Fang Zhuo tapped his head with the other end of the chopsticks, "It's not us, it's me. I will move to the prince's room tonight."

"That's it." Sixi nodded, then suddenly understood, and stammered, "Master, what do you want, what do you want to do with the prince?"

Fang Zhuo nodded and said nothing, poured himself a bowl of soup and drank it.

Sixi looked dull, and walked out step by step.He always thought that his young master was bearing the burden of humiliation, but in the end it was because of... love?

The power of soft-shelled turtle soup is extraordinary, comparable to toon medicine.

Xiao Xin was so irritable that he couldn't even read the newspaper, there was always someone running around in his mind, making him restless.

He threw away the brush and stood up, and squatted in the yard, trying to divert his attention.

But no, the more depressing something is, the more turbulent it is.

The development of the matter, I don't know when it has been out of his control.

The fact that the Feng family dropped the bride did not affect him. It was Feng Yang who had the problem.

Xiao Xin frowned, calmed down, removed the damn name from his mind, and continued to stand.

In the middle of the night, Fang Zhuo came to the north courtyard with the quilt in his arms.

The fact that the prince went to pick up the concubine in person has been widely known in the mansion. Fang Zhuo's journey was unimpeded, and no one dared to stop him.

Even when he entered the door, the guards took the initiative to push open the door of his prince's room for him.

The light in the room was dim, only a few rays of moonlight came in through the cracks in the windows.

Fang Zhuo was quite familiar with this room, he limped to the bed in the dark, carefully avoiding Xiao Bin's legs, and crawled inside.

After a rustling sound, he lay down on the pillow and looked at the other person's quiet profile without blinking.

It's strange, the commotion just now is not small, why is this person still awake, is it because the effect of those two bowls of soup is not enough?

Fang Zhuo lowered his head and looked down at himself, he couldn't do it, he was so dry after drinking one bowl, not to mention that Xiao Xin drank two whole bowls, could it be that he was suffering from kidney deficiency, just tonic?

"My lord." Fang Zhuo shouted in a low voice.

After waiting for a while without hearing a response, he called out again, "Xiao Xin."

One, two, three... After waiting for ten seconds, there was still no response.

Fang Zhuo, "..." Did he sleep like a pig?

But this doesn't dissuade him from taking the mission a big step forward, besides, he can't just ignore the butler's pot of soup in vain.

Fang Zhuo closed his eyes to encourage himself, stretched out his hand, moved flexibly, and slipped into Xiao Xin's shirt.

The body temperature under the fingertips is scorching hot, and it is so dry that I can fall asleep, convinced.

He touched it a few times, and boldly flipped onto the man's body. Before he was hot, his arm suddenly hurt, and he was clamped hard.

Xiao Xin pulled the man away from his body, leaned over and pressed him down, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here in my king's room?"

Feeling something between his legs, Fang Zhuo licked his lower lip, "I can't sleep."

The long night is long, sleepless, my lord, I know you understand.