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

As if the strength of his whole body was taken away, Cen Xing's eyelids were as heavy as a stone, and it was difficult to even open his eyes. It was pitch black outside the window, and it seemed that it had not been long before he fell asleep.

Turning his head in a trance, Lu Mingshen next to him was sleeping "settled", probably not woken up by him.

Letting out a breath, Cen Xing closed his eyes, feeling the strangeness in the quilt, this is too...

His whole body was sore and limp, as if being swept up in mid-air by a tornado, Cen Xing tiptoed up to stand up, paying attention to Lu Mingshen's movements from the corner of his eye, and lifted a corner of the quilt guiltily, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet, but his legs went limp due to fatigue , Almost the whole person knelt on the ground.

So embarrassing.

Not daring to turn on the light, he touched the wall, took advantage of the faint moonlight on the ground, and flashed into the bathroom with a strange posture.

After the very soft sound of closing the door, in the darkness, Lu Mingshen, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes with a beautiful arc.

Cen Xing didn't need to look in the mirror to guess how red his face was now. After hastily rinsing it with cold water, Fang dragged his body into the bathtub.

But when half of his face was submerged in the water, the fresh rose fragrance reminded him of the beautiful and intense scenes in his dream, and after finally suppressing it, the tips of his ears began to feel slightly hot again, how could this happen?

The "knight" who plundered him wantonly in the dream had exactly the same face as Lu Mingshen, and had the same aura as that man, domineering and powerful.

Lying in the bathtub with his hands spread out, the warm water gently washed his pink skin, Cen Xing's breathing became a little messed up, and he could no longer fantasize about it.

Wrapped in a bathrobe and coming out of the bathroom, Cen Xing thought that Lu Mingshen hadn't woken up, so he wiped the quilt carelessly and lay down again.

"Can't sleep?" A deep voice suddenly sounded in the darkness. When Cen Xing thought about what if Lu Mingshen knew what he was doing just now, he wanted to roll off the ground, but unexpectedly, the man came up from behind, his arms were warm and comfortable, and his moist breath was blowing The broken hair passing by his ear caused a tingling sensation to rise from his back.

It was so similar to the feeling in the dream, Cen Xing almost wanted to pinch himself, if it was a dream, he would be beaten by Lu Mingshen like this...

Grabbing the quilt, Cen Xing heard his own heartbeat, which was deafening. He grabbed Lu Mingshen's hand, closed his eyes tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "No, don't move around."

Just when he was so nervous that he was about to tear off the quilt, his slightly hot cheeks seemed to be scraped by the leaves of a rose, and he subconsciously gasped, only to realize later that it was Lu Mingshen's rough fingertips.

The person behind him moved very gently, his fingertips slid over the corners of his mouth like a dragonfly on water, and gently caressed his cheek with his knuckles, like caressing a fragile treasure, or the touch of being touched by rose leaves in a dream .

"You are beautiful." This sentence made Cen Xing tremble: how is it possible?Could it be that Lu Mingshen could still see his dreams?

Cen Xing subconsciously thought that he must be in a daze.

He could feel the man behind him moving more and more boldly. He reached into the quilt with one hand and lightly held his hand that was pinching the quilt. At the same time, he was breathing closer and closer. He could almost feel the man's lips brushing against him. his earlobe.

His nerves were stretched to the extreme, if Lu Mingshen made another step, he might lose the city gate.

But Lu Mingshen's movements stopped when he was on the verge of collapsing, his breathing was steady and warm, he just hugged Cen Xing tightly in his arms, letting his heaving chest stick to Cen Xing's back.

The room was quiet, as if they were the only ones left between heaven and earth, this was their small world, and Cen Xing could hear each other's rhythmic heartbeats, like a reassuring chord.

Later, Cen Xing was not dreaming in the middle of the night. When he woke up, the afterglow of the sky and the setting sun were connected together, and the soft morning light illuminated the whole room.

The place next to him was empty, only the refreshing medicinal fragrance of Lu Mingshen's body remained in the air, and the quilt still retained a little bit of his body temperature, a comfortable temperature.

Quilt.

Stiffly looking at the quilt on his body, Cen Xing's face darkened. Because he didn't turn on the light last night, he didn't see clearly. Only now did he realize that the surface was wet, which was very obvious.

Did Lu Mingshen see it when he got up?

Thinking that Lu Mingshen might see his "criminal evidence", Cen Xing's hair stood on end, he tore off a few paper towels, and wiped the front and back of the quilt.

"Master Xiaoxing," Aunt Fang saw that it was almost time for Cen Xing's preparations and she hadn't seen anyone for a long time, so she knocked on the door and asked, "Are you still going to the racecourse today? Do you need to ask for leave?"

"I'm already up, it's okay, you can open the door." Cen Xing packed up several pieces of paper, stepped on the ground, and was caught off guard by Aunt Shangfang's indescribable eyes.

He was about to cry because of his stupidity. Although the wet place was wiped off, there was still a water stain on the quilt, which looked more ambiguous.

"Master Xiaoxing is fine, I will let the workers handle it, you have worked so hard, you don't need to do this." Aunt Fang seemed a little embarrassed when she saw him, and said softly: "We have all worked in the Lu family for a long time, I understand, No nonsense."

Cen Xing: That's not the case!

However, he soon discovered that the explanation was pale.Aunt Fang asked people to add a large cup of stew to the breakfast, which was called "invigorating the energy".

I was worried that I would be embarrassed facing Lu Mingshen at breakfast, but when I learned that that person went to the company early in the morning, the empty dining room was full of delicacies, and Cen Xing raised his chopsticks, as if something was missing.

Since the two of them lived together, Lu Mingshen was so busy with work that they could always eat breakfast and dinner together.

For a moment in a daze, Cen Xing suddenly sank, and a fluffy dog's head emerged from his arms. Before he could react, Xiao Jin swallowed the siu mai on his chopsticks in one gulp.

"Why are you just like your father, huh?" Cen Xing grabbed the golden retriever's two front paws, rubbed his forehead against Xiao Jin's nose, puffed up and said, "You can take advantage of people not paying attention!"

After quickly finishing breakfast, Cen Xing arrived at the racecourse, and saw a few people in twos and threes gathered around the door, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Those are experts invited by Manager Su to do testing." Jiang Wangchao pulled him aside: "A rider died accidentally during a race last year, and it was only recently discovered that his horse had been tampered with before the race, causing him to be injured during the race." Falling from a horse." Jiang Wangchao stroked his heart, looking terrified: "When he landed, he hit his neck, and the rescue failed, so it was originally regarded as an accident."

Cen Xing's heart moved, and he quickly asked, "Do you know how to do it?"

Jiang Wangchao shook his head: "It is said to be a rare thoroughbred horse allergen, and it is extremely difficult to investigate."

One of the risks of equestrian cross-country obstacles is that there are various incidents of falling horses. Riders fall to paralysis, and even suffocate to death when they are crushed by fallen horses. Occasionally, they will be dealt with accidentally.

"By the way, do you know that Meng Qian has retired?" Jiang Wangchao's voice called back Cen Xing who was distracted: "It seems that he is sick at home and hasn't been to the racecourse for many days."

Shrugging, Cen Xing said lightly: "What if it is really sick."

"In this way, you will be the first in the total points of the quarter." A rider passed by them, heard the conversation between the two, and said sourly: "Good luck."

"It turns out that other riders retired, in your understanding, it's good luck." Cen Xing turned around and said calmly: "It's fine if you look down on yourself, why drag others into the water?"

The other party was making fun of himself, and Cen Xing was a little absent-minded all day long. He attributed the reason to last night's dream. He obviously didn't need much in that area before. Why did he become so strange after moving into the new house?

When returning to the villa in the afternoon, Cen Xing saw a bright red Ferrari parked at the door from a distance, his eyelids twitched, it was similar to someone's aesthetics, could it be...

"You have no conditions to negotiate with me."

When he opened the door and entered the room, Cen Xing heard Lu Mingshen's voice, which was cold and emotionless; Lu Mingye's voice was so excited that he seemed to be shouting at his neck, not at all like Mr. Pianpian when they first met: "Why not? He has already paid At the price, are you going to make him unable to stand up like you in the future?"

"Do you dare to say it again?" Striding into the hall, Cen Xing grabbed Lu Mingye by the collar, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can make you kneel right now."

Stunned by Cen Xing's aura, Lu Mingye was forced to look at Lu Mingshen, who stared at him, as if warning him, if he dared to move around, something more terrifying would be waiting for him.

"You let him treat me like this?" Lu Mingye had never been wronged since he was a child, and his parents doted on him, while Lu Mingshen basically didn't care about him. The current situation made it hard for him to understand: "I am your real brother."

With a sneer in his heart, Lu Mingshen's eyes stopped on Cen Xing. He was like a little tiger with furry fur, baring its teeth and claws, so cute that it made people feel distressed.It was the first time someone said that he would stand up for him, and this feeling was very strange. Lu Mingshen stared into Cen Xing's eyes, as if a fire was burning, burning in his heart.

"Look at me talking!" Cen Xing couldn't bear it any longer, and punched Lu Mingye's lower abdomen, causing him to be so painful that he couldn't stand upright, then he pushed him away suddenly: "My younger brother can say such a thing, I'm speaking on behalf of your elder brother." teach you."

"Little Xing," Lu Mingshen, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, "Come here."

With one hand on the ground, Lu Mingye grinned his teeth in pain and raised his head, thinking that Lu Mingshen was going to teach Cen Xing a lesson, but he heard the man say: "Getting angry is not good for your health."

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Lu Mingye looked up at the two people in front of him. Cen Xing was half-closed beside Lu Mingshen. The latter held his hand and rubbed it gently. His eyes were unprecedentedly affectionate: "I just want someone to drive him away. Did you hurt your hand?"

"You..." Before Lu Mingye could say a word, his arms were lifted by the rushing security guards, and Lu Mingshen said coldly: "Go back, reflect on yourself, and don't appear in front of my eyes."

The two of them watched Lu Mingye being dragged out of the villa, and Cen Xing still got angry: "How could he say that about you."

"Do you want to go to the beach to relax at night?" Lu Mingshen tried to divert Cen Xing's attention: "Today seems to be Qixi Festival."

"Where is it?" Cen Xing shook his hand, not understanding why he was provoked by his own brother, but Lu Mingshen still seemed to have nothing to do with it: "He didn't take over the Lu family, why did he come to beg you?"

"Do you really believe it?" Lu Mingshen raised his forehead, and the company was handed over to Lu Mingye, unless he was crazy, and said briefly: "He can't hold it down."

Previously, Lu Mingye was really powerful and was favored by his parents. Lu Mingshen suffered from the enemy. After several hardships, he found out that it was the Meng family who was behind the plot.

"Then will he take this opportunity to harm you?" Cen Xing didn't feel relieved, and asked: "Will you be embarrassed?"

he?Being embarrassed?Lu Mingshen couldn't laugh or cry, so in Cen Xing's eyes, was he as weak as a little white flower?

"Don't worry." He rubbed Cen Xing's hair with the palm of his hand, it was silky and smooth, with a fresh fragrance: "Let's go to the beach, maybe we can see the sunset."

Lu Mingshen's ability to change the subject was really bad, Cen Xing complained angrily in his heart, and got into the car with him as before.

"When I was young, because I was chosen as the heir, my parents always told me not to get angry with him." In the quiet car, Lu Mingshen's voice sounded faintly. Cen Xing turned his head and saw that his expression was as calm as ever: "We have to bear the burden." Take up the responsibility of the eldest son, you can't let yourself be controlled by emotions."

"But you are human." Cen Xing held his hand instead, made him look at him, and said seriously: "No one can not be affected by emotions, let alone why children can't vent their emotions?"

Lu Mingshen raised his hand and stroked the corner of his eyes lightly, without speaking.

"Have you ever acted coquettishly with anyone?" After Cen Xing asked, the answer in his heart was naturally affirmative. He tried to imagine that Lu Mingshen rubbed against someone with a paralyzed face, probably similar to a tiger hugging someone.Amused by his own imagination, he blinked: "You can act like a baby to me."

Lu Mingshen looked at him fixedly: "What?"

Do you even have to demonstrate acting like a baby?Cen Xing's love for him surged again, and he thought for a while: "I'll try."

Getting closer, Cen Xing put his arms around his neck tentatively, held back his shame, and softened his voice: "I'm not happy."

His black eyes were as pure as clear water, Lu Mingshen unknowingly supported him, soft and soft, almost speechless.

If someone else did this, Lu Mingshen might have grabbed the other person's neck on the spot, but when Cen Xing approached, he not only didn't want to push that person away, but also wanted to hug him tightly and rub him into his body.

"You should ask now, why are you unhappy." Seeing that Lu Mingshen remained silent, Cen Xing murmured "Stuffy gourd" in his heart, and tried to persuade: "Be proactive when acting like a baby."

Lu Mingshen swallowed, and almost said word for word: "Why are you unhappy?"

"Because you have a stern face." Cen Xing picked up his tie with one hand, wrapped it in his hand to play with it, complained that it was a piece of wood, and curled his lips: "And you don't talk."

It seemed that only the heartbeats of the two were left in his ears. Lu Mingshen's eyes were gloomy, he lowered his head, and did not hesitate to hold the two lips that were in harmony.

The author has something to say: I'm a bit stuck today, so I'll post dbq later

Some little angels said that they couldn’t read the chapter of tomorrow and yesterday. I thought about it, and it was written in a rather cryptic way, but it’s okay. I will try to hint more in the future, and I promise to get it (make a fist!)