After the marriage, the giant is really fragrant every day [Transmigration Book]

When they got up the next day, the two tacitly did not mention last night. Cen Xing rushed to the racecourse with sleepy eyes. After getting off the car, he was unexpectedly stopped by a young man who looked a little familiar not far from the gate.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Cen?" The young man was handsome, tall and dressed in a top-level custom-made suit. He politely extended his hand to him: "I just got off the plane and I really want to meet you. I hope you don't think I'm abrupt."

The more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, but Cen Xing couldn't remember who the other party was, so he asked politely, "Excuse me, are you?"

"Lu Mingye." The young man's eyes were dark, and he replied with a half-smile, "Your husband's younger brother."

Cen Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide: The main character of the original book is Gong? !

The appearance of the person in front of him was [-]% similar to that of Lu Mingshen, and he was equally astonishingly handsome. The biggest difference was that he lacked Lu Mingshen's sharp and decisive temperament, like a young boy.

"Hi, uncle." Cen Xing suppressed the shock in his heart, and said calmly, "Nice to meet you."

In the plot of the original book, Lu Mingye had a crush on the protagonist Meng Qian for many years, but had no choice but to give in because of the marriage contract between Meng Qian and Lu Mingshen.Until Lu Mingshen became disabled and the one who fulfilled the marriage contract was replaced by Cen Xing, he saw the opportunity and forcefully took away the position of the heir of the Lu family, and finally married Meng Qian.

Cen Xing only has one question: Is Lu Mingye related to his elder brother's accident?

"If you're free, would you like to have breakfast with me?" Lu Mingye was also secretly observing Cen Xing. The young man in front of him was handsome, with a tall and slender figure like a poplar, especially a pair of black eyes, which were as radiant and charming as black pearls.

When he talked to Lu Mingshen yesterday, he hinted intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard from friends who know Cen Xing that that person is like a rose. It's okay to look at, but it's actually thorny and useless. Anyone who gets close will be unlucky. You have to be careful."

Lu Mingshen let out a lukewarm "Oh".

"Sorry, I have something to do." Although Cen Xing wanted to find out about him, but the current situation was obviously not suitable, he just said politely: "Next time Mingshen is free, come to our house, we will definitely treat you well. "

"Family, don't be so cautious." Lu Mingye didn't expect Cen Xing to refuse, Meng Qian plainly complained to him, saying that Cen Xing has a casual personality, maybe he has seduced many people with his face, and ruined the reputation of the Meng family.Maintaining an elegant smile on the surface, Lu Mingye settled down, handed a business card to Cen Xing, looked into his eyes, and said with deep meaning: "This is the address of my apartment, and the door password is on the back. After nine o'clock, I have red wine brought back from France."

Obviously the original book Gong hated the original owner, how could the plot be reversed?

Taking the card calmly, Cen Xing tore it into pieces without looking at it.He took the time to raise his head, admiring Lu Mingye's slumped face on the spot: "Thank you for your kind invitation, uncle." He smiled and put his hands together: "However, Mingshen has prepared a candlelight dinner, and we want to live together in the world of two."

"I just care about you." Lu Mingye gritted his teeth and said softly, "You don't have to force yourself. I know about brother's temper and body. You probably aren't a real husband and wife. As long as you keep the secret well, he won't blame you. No It doesn't matter if you like me, you are still young, I have a friend who can help you..."

His eyes were affectionate and ambiguous, no wonder the original owner of the book was confused by him, half pushed and half knit a hat for Lu Mingshen.

Cen Xing stared into his eyes: "When was the worst time you were beaten?"

Lu Mingye's expression froze: "What do you mean?"

Cen Xing said lightly: "Literally, if my uncle's Chinese is not good, you know, I have other ways to explain."

Cleaning up his mood and entering the racecourse, Cen Xing turned on his body camera, took Zhao Yebai with him, and walked slowly towards the open grass.

At the same time, Lu Mingshen in the car turned on the tablet. He did not have a good rest last night. Cen Xing in the picture seemed to be a little tired, but he was still full of energy when he spoke: "This is the newly developed venue of our racecourse. From here On the hillside, you can see the rising sun, isn’t it beautiful?”

Looking in the direction of his finger, half of the sun is hiding behind the golden clouds, and the grass covered with morning dew, bathed in the warm and non-glare morning light, is like a glowing emerald field.

"Yesterday, I found out by accident that a friend of mine was also watching the live broadcast. I was very happy." Cen Xing raised his head and saw the sun shooting out from behind the clouds like thousands of golden arrows. The person was calm: "This friend has encountered some difficulties recently. I want to help him, but I don't know what to do. Then I thought, maybe among the people watching the live broadcast, there may be people who have had a bad life recently. I want to tell you."

In the picture, Cen Xing's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, his pink lips are slightly raised, and the sunlight outlines his delicate facial features. Holding the rein of the horse, he looks like an elf who has fallen into the world.

He touched Zhao Yebai's soft mane, and said slowly: "Look, when the sun rises, it will inevitably encounter a cloudy sky, and the light will be blocked by thick dark clouds. It may take a long time to struggle to completely bring the light to the whole world, but he is destined to shine. You may think that I am standing and talking without back pain. The loneliness or pain that I originally endured is because others cannot empathize. But I still hope that you will not give up on yourself. The rising sun is a new day."

The bullet screen was silent for a moment, some ridiculed "philosopher" and "chicken soup", some sarcasm, and some were moved: "Come on!" "You can!"

In the past, Lu Mingshen must have sneered at this kind of chicken soup, and it might even make Cen Xing feel the beating of the society.But at this moment, he was sitting in a wheelchair, his heart beating faster, staring at the person on the screen, unable to move his eyes.

After walking the horse for a while, Cen Xing was about to go back when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the live broadcast screen flashing. When he looked carefully, he realized that someone had shown him a whole screen of fireworks.The screen is colorful, and occasionally a few words "local tyrant" and "rich" appear, and they are rewarded and swiped down in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you to this viewer whose ID is 'Morning and Darkness', I have already felt your heart, so there is no need to spend money." Cen Xing tried to stop the other party: "Everyone can enjoy watching the live broadcast."

This ID Cen Xing has a little impression, it seems to be the person who named Zhao Yebai.

However, the viewer who was the gold master was unmoved, and kept swiping for nearly 10 minutes. When Cen Xing called the platform to ask how much the reward was just now, his heart sank after hearing the answer: "Can you contact him to return it? "

The platform responded very simply: no.

Not surprised by this answer, Cen Xing knows that it is more difficult than going to heaven for the platform to spit out the money earned.However, he is not someone who gives up easily.

Eating with Lu Mingshen at night has become a habit now. Cen Xing noticed that the man's hands had been medicated, so he relaxed and asked, "Did you watch my live broadcast today?"

There was no expression on Lu Mingshen's face: "The assistant helped me record the video."

He saw that Cen Xing felt like a flower blooming in his heart.

"Did you know? Today there was a very rich viewer who gave me more than one million rewards at a time." Cen Xing continued: "I want the platform to contact this viewer and give him a refund, but the platform does not allow it. Can you Can't help?"

He knew that Lu Mingshen was one of the shareholders of the platform, so maybe there was a way.

Frowning, Lu Mingshen asked in displeasure, "Why do you want to withdraw?"

Cen Xing said bluntly: "You may not understand, I think the other party seems to have no concept of money, what if he is underage."

Lu Minor Mingshen: ...

Knowing that even if he refused, Cen Xing would definitely find other ways to check, so Lu Mingshen reluctantly said: "Let the assistant check tomorrow."

After dinner, Cen Xing held Lu Mingshen's hand who wanted to leave the table in time, and said briskly: "I asked the kitchen to cook dessert, you can eat it with me."

Feeling the temperature of his palm through the bandage, Lu Mingshen originally wanted to say "I don't like desserts", but he looked into his wet eyes, and couldn't get the words out of his mouth, so he whispered after a while: "Let go first."

Cen Xing smiled slyly: "I'll let you eat as soon as you eat."

Lu Mingshen's gaze fell on the man's neck involuntarily, the mark had disappeared, and it was still as smooth as white porcelain, like a perfect work of art, which should not be stained with dirt.

He remembered Cen Xing's appearance last night, closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, obviously very scared, but he didn't resist at all, like a sacrifice.

"I asked the doctor, it's good for your health, and it can also regulate your mood." Seeing that he was in a daze, Cen Xing asked the butler to serve the stew, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his mouth: "Come on."

The butler's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he saw this scene from behind the door: The young master actually allowed others to feed him? !

The taste of rock candy was sweet, lingering on the tip of the tongue, Lu Mingshen's eyes stopped on the dimple next to the corner of Cen Xing's mouth, his eyes flickered.

"Tomorrow I will participate in the first cross-country obstacle course." After eating dessert, Cen Xing raised his chin: "I want to hear your riding instruction."

The author has something to say:

Lu Mingshen: What kind of riding () technique?

Cen Xing: ...Rogue!

#Need a little time to sort out the outline, the next update will be on Friday night.