Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

"Go out if you can't sleep." Xiao Xin took the hand on his chest away, and pulled up the quilt along the way.

Fang Zhuo felt like an old hooligan molesting good women and men, this feeling...is really fresh and exciting.

As a rogue novice, you must have a few more rogues to become more proficient.

He propped his upper body on the bed with his arms, looked sideways at Xiao Xin, "My lord, did you find something wrong with the soup we had tonight?"

Probably because of the dotted night, Fang Zhuo always felt that this person was more aggressive than the day, especially the pair of gloomy eyes, which easily reminded people of some kind of beast waiting for an opportunity to lurk, which was strange.

Seeing that the man was silent, Fang Zhuo had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "After I drink it, I always feel very uncomfortable."

Xiao Xin sat up suddenly, looked sideways, and said in a flat voice, "The soup nourishes yin and strengthens yang, people with hot body should drink less."

Fang Zhuo also sat up, "So I overdid it?"

When he was talking, his body kept moving closer to Xiao Xin's direction, the scorching body temperature penetrated the thin fabric and pressed against the man's skin.

"Yeah." Xiao Chan tried his best to restrain his desire, and told himself that the little rogue Meng Lang who came to his door was the real Meng Lang, but his simplicity was also true simplicity, and he must not take advantage of others' dangers.

"My lord." Fang Zhuo moved closer, "I became like this after drinking one bowl, then you drank two bowls..."

"I'm fine." Xiao Xin said stiffly, pushed him away and lay down again.

Fang Zhuo chased after him, "But you are very hot."

Xiao Xin gritted his teeth, "Feng Hai, don't seek death."

To be honest, I really came here to seek death.

Fang Zhuo asked the system to adjust the data and found that the second star was emitting a faint light. If it was harmonious enough tonight, maybe half or even one more star could be lit.

"Xiao Xin, do you hate me?" Fang Zhuo asked suddenly.

Xiao Xin laughed lightly at himself. At the beginning, he felt a little guilty towards Feng Yang. A promising young man with a bright future was ruined because of a political game. He thought he should bear half of the responsibility.

But later, as the other party continued to invade his life, the guilt slowly fermented into something else along with all the things that happened between the two of them.

Xiao Xin didn't bother with him about the title, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "I don't hate it."

It was an extremely ordinary sentence, but he felt his heart beating rapidly, hitting his chest forcefully, and might jump out at any time.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect the stubborn prince to tell the truth. This is a good sign, "Oh, that's what I like."

"Who said I like you." Xiao Xin panicked, blurted out, and regretted a little after speaking, afraid of hurting others.

Fang Zhuo was not injured at all, he only looked at the data and talked, but his head drooped in frustration, "But I like my prince."

Xiao Xin's head was hot and swollen, and he was stunned.

Fang Zhuo reached out and grabbed the man's skirt, raised his head, and stuck out his tongue to lick the man's earlobe.

With just such a light touch, Xiao Xin felt that the bottom was about to explode, but his mind was extremely clear, and he was even a little angry.

"Princess, did you like other men before?" The temperature in his eyes dropped suddenly, and the air around him also froze.

Fang Zhuo was stunned, unable to figure out why this master suddenly fell into rabies after being teased so well, "Of course not."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the man's fingers clasp his shoulders.

Fang Zhuo has seen it before on horseback during the day. These fingers look slender, but they are actually very strong.

"Who taught you those just now?" That skill is skillful, and it is by no means the first time.

Thinking that the young man had done the same thing to other men or women, the fire in Xiao Xin's heart spread uncontrollably.

Fang Zhuo groaned in pain, "I learned it in books."

Xiao Xin frowned, "What book?"

Fang Zhuo said, "Pornography."

Xiao Xin, "..."

Before a woman gets married, the family will indeed send someone to teach some things related to intercourse, so that she can better serve her husband on the wedding night and after marriage.

Although this man's marriage had never happened before him in Dayuan, it must be similar to a woman's marriage.

Thinking of the handsome young man, lying on the bed with his legs crossed, looking at the erotic palace, his eyes were watery, and his adam's apple was rolling, and he swallowed impatiently.

"Before getting married..." Xiao Xin stopped.

Fang Zhuo shook his shoulders, and waited until the strength of that hand gradually loosened before he said, "Yes, my mother specially asked someone to find the version with broken sleeves for me. My lord, do you know what men and men should do?"

Xiao Xin took a deep breath, remembering the blurry place behind the young man in his last dream.

"I don't know." Xiao Zhan said in a strange way.

Fang Zhuo got up, put one hand on the man's shoulder, pressed his lips to his ear, and whispered something.

Xiao Xin had a deep meaning, "The princess understands it very well."

Fang Zhuo sneered in his heart, tensed, continued to tense, he couldn't suffocate you to death.

He bowed his head pretending to be shy, "Since I'm married to you, of course I have to make all the preparations."

"If I really die."

"I am a widow for the prince."

"I'm a man."

"I can see it."

The two fell silent at the same time.

Xiao Chan didn't make a sound, and Fang Zhuo stayed quietly. What he wanted was love, not pure sex. The longer Xiao Chan thought about it, it showed that he was very important to him.

What he has is time and patience, as long as the man can give him a qualified answer.

"Do you know what it means for a man to be with a man?" Xiao Xin said, "It means that you will be old and have no one to depend on, and you will have no children for life."

Having said so much, I just want to express that you must be prepared to have no son.

Fang Zhuo rushed towards him shamelessly, "I don't like children, and whoever said they would be old and homeless, I still have you."

Xiao Xin didn't tear the man away from his body, his big hand fell on his head, stroked the soft black hair, and suddenly called out, "Feng Yang."

"Hey." Fang Zhuo replied happily, his face froze, and he said with a dry smile, "Your Majesty's name is wrong."

Xiao Xin said, "That's right."

Fang Zhuo couldn't distinguish happiness and anger from the voice, and his heart was in a state of turmoil.

The crime of deceiving the emperor will be copied and executed.

The eight big characters were obviously different, but in his mind, they all became the same word, death.

"Feng Hai was dissatisfied with the marriage and ran away from home, but the eunuch who happened to deliver the decree mistakenly mistook you for Feng Hai, so the Feng family used their plan and married you over."

Xiao Xin stroked the young man's hair and said softly, "I knew it from the beginning."

Fang Zhuo trembled all over, it's over, it's really over now.

He didn't come to climb the bed tonight, he came to die.

"My lord, please forgive me. My parents have no choice but to do this." If it wasn't for the man's hug, Fang Zhuo would have knelt down and kowtowed ten or eight times.

"Afraid of becoming like this?" Xiao Xin patted him on the back reassuringly, "I will not tell the emperor about this. When you are in the mansion, you can be Feng Yang again."

Fang Zhuo stopped shaking, his whole body stiffened into a stone, it was a false alarm for a long time, fuck, he almost peed out of fear.

Xiao Xin tilted his head and kissed the tip of his ear, "Are you happy?"

"Happy." Fang Zhuo was weak, his legs were so weak that he hadn't recovered yet.

Xiao Xin was also happy. He thought he would be alone for the rest of his life, but who would have thought that such a person would rush in recklessly.

From today onwards, he has an extra responsibility.

Fang Zhuo's hair stood on end, and he always felt that something was wrong, "What is this Xiao Xin thinking about?"

233,"Guess."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

"Since you have treated Ben with such deep affection and will never turn back, I can't treat you badly." Xiao Xin got up and lit all the candlesticks in the room.

Fang Zhuo looked confused, "My lord, what are you?"

Xiao Xin, "Make up for what I didn't do before."

Fang Zhuo was even more confused, wondering if the man had lost his mind because of being held back, and followed behind with a limp.

Xiao Xin stopped in front of the cabinet and took out the red wedding dress from the bottom of the cabinet with his own hands, "Go and change it."

Fang Zhuo's face immediately turned red, "I won't change."

Xiao Xin frowned, "Don't like it?"

The red wedding dress worn on the wedding day must be said to be happy, Fang Zhuo couldn't help shaking his head.

Xiao Xin felt relieved, that day in the dream, the young man was wearing this wedding dress, the red dress was alluring, the black hair was like ink, it was breathtaking.

He raised his lips, and his voice was unconsciously light, "Then go and change it."

Fang Zhuo took the suit, clutched it tightly, and forced himself to nod with great effort, "Yes, my lord."

When I turned around, I suddenly heard a snap and something fell.

He turned around and saw, damn it, it was actually the most invisible apron!

Fang Zhuo bent down hastily, but Xiao Xin took the first step and picked up the bellyband.

His knuckle fingers just grabbed the big pink peony in the center of the apron. Fang Zhuo was so ashamed that he grabbed it quickly and hid behind the screen with his clothes in his arms.

Xiao Zhan stared blankly at his hand, just when the young man snatched away the bellyband, he happened to touch his fingertips.

It was like being pricked by a needle, a little painful and a little numb.

He came back to his senses, clenched his hands into fists, put them on his lips and coughed, "Princess, remember to change them together."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

He stood behind the screen, held up the apron and looked around. He really didn't expect that the prince would have such a hobby.

After a while, the young man came out from behind the screen.

The Xifu swayed on the floor, Fang Zhuo stepped on the hem of the skirt several times, almost tripped, but it was Xiao Xin who held him up.

"Thank you..." Before Xie could finish, the man grabbed his arm and pulled him over.

At the same time, a small teacup was stuffed in his hand.

"Replace wine with tea." Xiao Xin raised his elbow and put the teacup to his lips.

A glass of wine? ?

Fang Zhuo felt the blood all over his body rushing to his forehead at this moment, his stiff arms passed through the man's arms, and in the same posture, he pressed the teacup to his lips.

"Believe me, it won't be long before everyone knows that my concubine's name is Feng Yang, not Feng Hai." Xiao Xin said in a serious tone like an oath.

Fang Zhuo was so moved that he choked up, "Thank you, my lord."

The two raised their wrists together, raised their heads and drank the tea.

Fang Zhuo licked the water stains on his lower lip, and the handsome face on the opposite side suddenly approached, biting his tongue before he could retract it.

Xiao Xin's attack was fierce, not only biting his tongue, but also biting his lips.

After a while, Fang Zhuo's tongue became numb, and he was dizzy. When he was carried to bed, the top of the bed was spinning.

The protagonist's kissing skills are as domineering as ever, and he doesn't even give people a chance to catch their breath. Several times he thought he was going to suffocate.

Xiao Xin kissed his forehead, "wait for me."

Fang Zhuo nodded ignorantly.

The movement in the house was heard clearly by the guards standing guard outside the door.

Xiao Xin put his hands behind his back and ordered, "Call the housekeeper."

The butler is a smart man, when he heard the guards say that the princess entered the prince's room with the quilt in her arms, she immediately understood what Xiao Xin wanted him to do.

"Wait."

The butler dropped his words, picked up the hem of his clothes and hurried back to his room, and found a box of ointment from the cabinet.

After discovering that his prince paid unusual attention to his concubine, he specially found someone to match the ointment.

Just take a little with your fingertips and massage a little, and you will have amazing results.

The butler held his things tightly, and went to the north courtyard with the guards.

He took out the small porcelain bottle, and put it close to Xiao Pin's ear mysteriously, "It's peony scented, you and the princess have a good taste, if you like other flavors, I'll find someone else to mix it up."

Xiao Xin looked hopeless, but his hand holding the porcelain bottle was trembling with excitement, "I'm sorry."

The butler was flattered, "It's what subordinates should do."

Xiao Xin turned around and entered the door, his steps were unsteady from beginning to end, only the high robe betrayed his excitement.

Everyone in the world knows that although Prince An is a bit ugly, he is unparalleled in martial arts, but they don't know that he actually hides a peerless sword.

Unfortunately, no matching scabbard has been found for this treasured sword.

But tonight, he found what he wanted.

Xiao Xin took good care of this pair of scabbards, and greased the inside and outside of the scabbard to prevent the precious knife from getting into the scabbard and cutting it.

After rubbing and pressing many times, the inside of the scabbard becomes oily, with an attractive peony fragrance.Xiao Xin inserted the knife lightly, then pulled it out again. After repeated several times, the scabbard finally fully adapted to the precious knife.

Fang Zhuo's whole body was soft, and he couldn't help sighing, "This grease is really easy to use." It can lubricate and add to the fun, and the dosage is very economical.

The smell also complements the peonies on his bellyband.

Xiao Xin was helping the young man to clean his precious dagger. Although this dagger was a bit small, its lines were smooth and its color was beautiful, which was very popular with the prince.

The two talked and wiped each other like this for a whole night, and they didn't calm down until dawn.

The two guards outside the door glanced at the pale sky and the closed door behind them, and gave a thumbs up in admiration, "If our prince doesn't draw his sword, it's fine. If he draws his sword, it will definitely be this."