Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

No, there's something wrong with the boss.

Didn't your ears turn red when you flicked it before, why did you suddenly hit a straight ball?

But at first glance, the man's face and expression are the same as in the daytime.

Fang Zhuo sat on the sofa without moving, and said in a low voice, "Your grandma lives next door." If she found out, the old lady would beat you to the teeth.

I don't know if the other party heard it, anyway, the belt was pulled out and thrown over, just right on Fang Zhuo's lap.

The belt is custom made by hand, it looks strong and suitable for binding.

Jiang Luyan, "The old house was built according to the air-raid shelter standard."

The implication is that the house is not only solid, but the sound insulation effect is so good that you can fly, let alone the normal volume, even if you shout your throat, you may not be able to hear it from the next door.

These words are too familiar, giving people a sense of the vicissitudes of Feng Shui.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Fang Zhuo's mind, he couldn't believe it, "Xiao Xin?"

Jiang Luyan's face, which had no clear meaning, immediately turned black, and the veins on the hands that unbuttoned his trousers were bulging, which was very scary.

"Who do you think I am?"

"..."

Fang Zhuo hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I said you are handsome and handsome, really."

Jiang Luyan kept moving, and even took two steps towards Fang Zhuo. The tall black shadow completely covered the young man.

The earth soul brought him a sense of fear, but the person in front of him brought him suffocating depression and the tension of being stared at by ferocious beasts.

The person in front of him seemed to have been robbed of his consciousness by the earth soul, or he didn't.

So weird.

His previous feeling was correct, but after he succeeded in solidifying his soul, things became more complicated.

Fang Zhuo panicked, "Let's chat for a while, don't you wonder how I helped you solve the problem without anyone noticing?"

Jiang Luyan forcibly separated his legs and pressed his knees in the middle, "I don't want to hear it now."

He put his arms on both sides of Fang Zhuo's shoulders, bowed his head and kissed.

As soon as the lips of the two touched.

"I don't know why..." Jiang Luyan said, "I really want to touch you at night."

Make money during the day and sleep at night, it's human nature.

Fang Zhuo blinked, expressing his understanding.

The man obviously couldn't receive his brain waves, he lowered his head to cover his ears, and took a sip.

It's light, like pressing a switch, and desire pours out.

The last time he had a relationship with the young man, Jiang Luyan noticed that whether it was physical desire or inner emotion, it was like an avalanche collapsing, menacing.

He was surprised, but he didn't hate it, and he didn't want to restrain it.

Just like now, with just a light touch, the body and mind are like being poisoned, and I can't wait to press the person under me immediately and demand it with all my strength.

He stood up and looked down.

The face of the person below him was not very good, his eyes were round and big, he didn't know if he had frightened him, the light in his eyes flickered, and he seemed uneasy.

Fang Zhuo was immersed in excitement.

The flower cream was actually sent out together with the system's application reply.

233, "There are two boxes in total, this is the maximum amount I can apply for."

This thing is used sparingly, and the weight is honest, and two boxes can be used for a long time.

Fang Zhuo said more than a dozen times of thanks, each of which contained gratitude.

233 was embarrassed by being thanked, and said in a small voice, "I've already put it in your pocket..."

Fang Zhuo touched it with his backhand, and the two boxes were together. Due to the large area and small pockets, half of one box was already exposed.

Jiang Luyan noticed his movement and looked along.

It should be a small blue and white ceramic round box. Something flashed through my mind, but I didn't have time to catch it.

He didn't think much, just reached out and took the round box out of the young man's pocket, opened the lid, and inside was filled with white grease, exuding a sweet strawberry smell.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Things are getting bigger, fuck.

He originally wanted to use an excuse to go to the toilet and get some by himself. After all, things are limited, so we have to save them.

It's all right now, it's been discovered, but it's not a little problem.

Jiang Luyan quickly realized what it was, excited and excited, and his breathing became heavy and short.

I used to think that the young man was unwilling to be intimate with him, but now it seems that he refused first and then welcomed him, duplicity.

He raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were fierce, like a big wild wolf that had been hungry for several lifetimes, he gnawed on it without saying a word.

The hungry wolf was really hungry. He stretched out his sharp claws and easily peeled off the rabbit's skin.

Rabbit meat is white, tender and delicious, very tempting, but you can't eat it right away, you have to smear it with fragrant grease before enjoying it.

The hungry wolf moved roughly, and easily turned the rabbit over.

The rabbit surnamed Fang was so tormented that he whimpered and had to kneel down, pouted his buttocks, and sincerely offered his treasured little red flower.

The hungry wolf lay on top of him, holding on to the skin of the back of his neck with its teeth, breathing heavily.

He ate this meal carefully and emotionally, and he almost lost control of himself twice.

It was not enough for him to finish his meal on the sofa, and went to the window with the rabbit in his mouth.

Somehow, the moon in the sky swayed back and forth, making people's eyes dazzled.

Fang Zhuo buried his head in his arms, blinked his eyes, and felt that not only his eyes were dazzled, but also his body began to rebel.

Every tendon and every bone felt numb. If it wasn't for the man's arms around him, he would have already knelt on the ground.

Fortunately, there is ointment to protect the flowers. Apart from refreshing, there is no uncomfortable pain like before.

Jiang Luyan was lying on the bed with the young man in his arms, his eyes almost slackened, quite satisfied.

Recalling the previous madness, even he himself was unexpected.

It's like a boy who just started eating meat, he still wants to eat it, and he has no self-control at all.

He looked down at the young man lying on his chest, his eyelids quivered thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, there were rustling sounds in the villa. The old lady got up early, and the servants also got up early to prepare breakfast.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes, saw the chest muscles in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, the memory quickly came back, and he opened his mouth to bite on the red beans in front of him.

The sleeping man hissed, raised his hand to pinch his chin, and used his index finger to pry open his teeth.

Fang Zhuo bit down hard, his eyes angry.

Damn, my back hurts, my legs hurt, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Luyan was in a good mood and stirred the young man's mouth a few times, the kind of eyes that implied thick love came again, Fang Zhuo hurriedly let go, turned over and put on his clothes.

He went to the bathroom to wash up and was about to go out when he heard someone talking outside the door.

The old lady woke up her great-grandson early in the morning, which was good, because he was gone.

I asked the servant, and the servant also said that he hadn't seen anyone go out.

This is strange.

With a guilty conscience, Fang Zhuo retracted the hand that opened the door.

The old lady asked him to come and do the exercises for her good great-grandson, but he turned his back and put him to sleep.

It's so unprofessional.

"Why don't you go out?" There was a smell of toothpaste mint, Fang Zhuo turned his head, Jiang Luyan had finished washing, wearing yesterday's clothes, standing behind.

Looking at the bloodshot under the man's eyes, and a bit of stubble emerging from his beard.

Fang Zhuo felt even more guilty, always feeling that he had squeezed people into such a state.

Jiang Luyan stretched his arms over him and opened the door.

The old lady who was passing by slowly stopped suddenly, her eyes, which had experienced the world, stared straight at Master Chen behind her great-grandson.

"you……"

Jiang Luyan stepped forward to help the old lady, without changing his face, he said, "Master Chen did the exercises for me, and I didn't rest until five o'clock in the morning."

The old lady was taken aback, and excitedly grabbed the back of her great-grandson's hand, "You mean..."

Jiang Luyan nodded, "Grandma, I'm fine."

The old lady had tears in her eyes and was speechless.

Fang Zhuo was already shocked by the man's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense.

"Mr. Chen, no, Master Chen, I, I really don't know what to say, thank you so much..." The old lady began to cry as she spoke.

As the saying goes, prosperity must decline.

Today, the Jiang family has surpassed its peak and started to go downhill.

People outside looked at the scenery of Jiang's group, but they didn't know that the roots of it had already rotted, and the various branches bit each other and swallowed each other, and even used some dirty methods to entrap them behind their backs.

Today's huge foundation has long been eaten away by insects and is crumbling.

Maybe one day, if something happens, this camel that has grown up through hardships will be crushed.

And Jiang Luyan was her only hope.

Many years ago, a master said that if the great-grandson's renunciation disease is not good, he will not live to be 30 years old.

Seeing that her great-grandson is getting closer and closer to the 30-year-old Kan, she has searched for all the people she should look for, but to no avail. The old lady can only worry in her heart.

She didn't want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man away, so she had already bought two cemeteries, and she wanted to wait for her great-grandson to die, and then she would go with her, which would be better than staying and watching the country destroyed by the old man.

But unexpectedly, God gave her a miracle.

The old lady was overly excited, she obviously had too much to say in her heart, but she couldn't utter a single word, she kept sobbing softly.

Jiang Luyan said on her behalf, "Master Chen, from now on you will be our Jiang family's benefactor. If you have something to do, just say it, and the whole Jiang family will do their best."

I don't know if he thinks too much, but I always feel that there is something in the boss's words, as if he is implying something.

Fang Zhuo, "...Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Thank you, I should." The old lady wiped away her tears, and held Fang Zhuo affectionately, "Let's go down and have breakfast first."

Fang Zhuo glanced behind him subconsciously, his knees almost gave way, and he fell down, the pervert was actually looking at his ass!

Jiang Luyan, who was caught, also felt embarrassed, his ears were red, he coughed lightly, and looked away.

Oh, it changed from a wolf to a human again, which is amazing.

When the young man turned his head away, the man's eyes drifted back, it can be said that he was very shameless.

After breakfast, Jiang Luyan was going to work, while Fang Zhuo planned to go back to Wuming Temple and continue studying talismans.

The two went out together and were about to get into the car when someone shouted from behind.

Jiang Hao was wearing crumpled short-sleeved trousers, his expression was gloomy, and his Yintang was frighteningly dark, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Fang Zhuo also faintly smelled a stench from him.

He wrinkled his nose, thinking that he had smelled it somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

Jiang Hao didn't even look at Jiang Luyan, and went straight to Fang Zhuo.

He begged, "Mr. Chen, I beg you to help me."

Fang Zhuo was expressionless, "I said what I should say yesterday."

Jiang Hao cried and said, "I, I came to you because I really had no choice. I can give you money, no matter how much it is."

"Mr. Jiang has a wide range of career paths, and he spends a lot of money. I believe there will be many people queuing up to take your order."

Yesterday, Jiang Hao was only covered by cloudy clouds, but today he has this ghostly appearance, which shows how fierce the things haunting him are.

Fang Zhuo thinks that he is not good at learning arts now, and he doesn't want to rush to death.

Jiang Luyan had already sat in the car parked at the door, and could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

He looked at the driver ahead, "What is Jiang Hao doing recently?"

The driver immediately sent a message out, and the other end quickly responded.

He glanced at Jiang Hao, who was anxious, and reported according to the content on his mobile phone, "I didn't do anything, I hung around during the day, and stayed at home at night."

Jiang Luyan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Jiang Hao has been suffering from ADHD since he was a child. He can't relax. He eats, drinks and has fun with friends during the day, and naturally he doesn't stay at home alone at night, enjoying the loneliness.

The driver guessed, "Could it be the golden house hiding the beauty?"

Every night in the gentle country, who wants to go out.

But soon, he denied his conjecture.

Two days ago, the investigator did report that Jiang Hao had a new partner, but the relationship lasted less than two days before breaking up.

For a while, the driver couldn't figure out why Jiang Hao suddenly changed his sex.

In fact, it's not that Jiang Hao doesn't want to go out, but that he can't.

As long as he didn't go home, the baby ghost would cry loudly in his ear, or strangle his neck.

There were even two times when he endured the torture and stayed in a hotel, only to wake up in the cemetery.

From then on, Jiang Hao didn't dare to confront the baby ghost.

Now he regrets so much, why did he have to be obsessed with ghosts and listen to Bai Jinshan's words in the first place.

Seeing that Fang Zhuo was not tempted by money, Jiang Hao had no choice but to kneel down on the ground with a plop, holding onto Fang Zhuo's trouser legs tightly.

Jiang Luyan, who was just waiting for someone at the theater, immediately stepped out with his long legs and kicked the person away.

Jiang Hao was stunned, and jumped up, "Fourth brother, are you sick?"

Without even raising his eyelids, Jiang Luyan bent down and dusted off the non-existent dust on the trouser legs for the young man.

Said softly, "Chen Jiu is now a distinguished guest of the Jiang family, I hope the second brother can abide by the etiquette."

Jiang Hao's face turned black, and he wanted to have an attack but because the old lady was in the room.

He could only forcefully suppress his anger, and gritted his teeth to warn, "Your shitty company is over, what else do you have to do?"

Jiang Luyan ignored him and asked Fang Zhuo, "Can I go?"

Fang Zhuo was about to nod, but Jiang Hao directly opened his arms and blocked the way.

After going back yesterday, he begged his grandpa to tell his grandma that the masters he knew were just as agreed beforehand, and no one would help.

Houses, cars, tickets, nothing can move them.

The most terrible thing is that Bai Jinshan has disappeared.

There was no one at home, and the phone couldn't be reached. I went to the company to ask, and it was said that the person had gone abroad.

Now that things have come to this point, he has to suspect that he has been tricked.

Chenjiu is now his life-saving straw, if this straw is lost, he will only die.

"Chen Jiu, I'll give you all the cash I can withdraw, and I won't keep a cent."

As he said that, he took out all the cards on his body at once, and reported the password with a crackling sound.

In those hands, there are all black cards, gold cards and silver cards, all of which are vvip.

Fang Zhuo tilted his head and asked Jiang Luyan quietly, "How many are there?"

Looking at the inconspicuous little red marks behind the young man's ears, Jiang Luyan's eyes darkened.

He leaned over and whispered into his ear, "At least 5000 million."

Jiang Hao is willing to pay such a high price to buy his own life. The things that haunt him must be much more powerful than the previous female ghosts.

Fang Zhuo was a little curious, "What exactly is haunting you?"

Jiang Hao froze, not daring to tell the truth.

"Forget it." Fang Zhuo gently scratched Jiang Luyan's palm, "Let's go."

Jiang Hao jumped anxiously, "I said, I said!"

He squeezed his palms hard, and said with difficulty, "He, he is my son..."