A Few Steps To Color Your Little Rival [Transmigration Book]

The rain in late summer is always abundant and comes suddenly, the humidity in the air is mixed with a sense of discomfort, the trees exude a mixture of earth and new leaves, everything is peaceful and quiet.

Xu Suici hid under the messy rain with a flower umbrella, and the hexagram crystal building in the distance actually contained a bright meaning in the gradually darkening environment.

As if to attract lost souls.

Hesitate again and again.

Xu Suici still plucked up the courage to walk into the art gallery. According to the written records in the book, he and Xiao Juan rarely communicated after owning Bai Ye at the same time, and they shared the main experience with the other three through notes. Way.

Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays are one day for each person, and on the sixth day the hostess rests, but generally on the sixth day, all the attackers will shamelessly squeeze into the hostess' house to play together.

Among these shameless guys, Xiao Juan's description is an exception. He never takes up too much of Bai Ye's time. In his enjoyment time every Thursday night, he only uses a brush to describe the beautiful body of the Lord Shou posture.

Maybe because he respected the master more, the master liked him more, so Xiao Juan ranked first.

It can also be said that Xiao Juan, despite his reputation as a pervert, is actually the number one spoiled wife madman in this book.

Suddenly Xu Suici was no longer afraid of the pervert surnamed Xiao, not to mention that the beginning of the book had changed, and the description of Qunhe later would never repeat the same mistakes.

The Lord's acceptance belongs to me alone, ouch~

Xu Suici slowly walked into the center of the Crystal Palace, "I'm here, where are you?" Turkey's Halfeti black roses were in clusters, and the dark red and black buds exuded an indescribable ultimate fragrance, as if the long-awaited purity The girl waits for the dead soul of her lover who returns from the battlefield in a secret place, and waits until the soul is exhausted.

The flower language of the black rose is gentle sincerity.

Under the wide crystal roof, criss-crossing stone paths lead in all directions. Xu Suici lost his way the first time he came here. The second time he thought he would be more familiar with the road, he couldn't tell that the end of the path would lead to where.

I had no choice but to carry my umbrella and kick tom and choose a random path with slightly larger rain boots.

Turkish Halfeti black roses are extremely difficult to cultivate, the soil requirements are extremely high, and they can only grow in a warm environment.

Passing through the dense black sea of ​​flowers, twelve snow-white marble sculptures, like holy gods, stand in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

These finely crafted giant statues are three times the height of a human body, and their limbs, hair, skin, and expressions are all lifelike, as if the eyes of the true gods are looking down on the world of ants.

The strange thing is that each sculpture has no fingers, and they are cut off from half of the palm at the same root. There is a little cruelty in the dark, as if they have been deprived of divine power and sealed here for a long time.

"Does it look good?"

An intoxicated low-pitched bass sounded lazily, causing the little wolf dog's curious eyes to be cut off from the statue immediately.

Xiao Juan is used to wearing the bulky overalls at home, with some white and black mottled paint on it, which contrasts with the statue roses around him.

But only black and white.

Xu Suici squeezed the small umbrella in his hand, and his reassurance towards Xiao Juan was inexplicably entangled again, making people flustered.

Xiao Juan didn't wear a mask.

A face that charms all living beings is enough to turn the sun and the moon upside down in black and white, but his beautiful lips are extremely red, and the corners of his lips are slightly hooked with evil.

Xu Suici said stiffly, "What did you ask me to do?"

If the other party finds out that I lied to Bai Ye, I will break the can and confess to my wife immediately when I get home.

If the other party just lied to me and said the kind of nonsense that he wanted to draw pictures on me, I would bite him to death.

Xiao Juan had already dismissed Huo Dou and all the servants at home, and there would not be any accidents in the art gallery to disturb his progress.

He could see that under Xu Suici's strong expression, he was about to twist off the handle of the umbrella with both hands, and his unselfish gesture signaled someone's shyness and stubbornness.

Xiao Juan refrained from prying into the color of the other party's soul, and picked a rose from the bushes.

The black beauty swirled between his slightly pale and elegant long fingers.

Xu Suici suddenly realized why none of the twelve sculptures had fingers.

God Xiao's hand is a god, and there is no need for a second one in the world.

At this moment, he was slowly walking in front of the little wolf dog who didn't know how to hide. His body and fingers were covered with a strong fragrance of flowers, so that Xu Suici's eyes were seduced by the pure black fragrance.

Xiao Juan really... has an extraordinary charm that bewitches people's hearts.

"I came to you because you are guilty."

The rose between his fingers kept spinning, and Xu Suici lost his mind for a moment because of the cold expression on his face.

I'm guilty, I cheated on my real wife.

In order to make him fall in love with me, I used dirty and shameless means.

Xiao Juan tasted something worth pondering from his micro-expression, and continued, "Your sin is serious, you saw my face and kicked my shoulder, it hurts so much until now... "

I was wrong, sorry...

Ok?

Xu Suici suddenly came back to his senses, "What?"

Aren't you ready to expose his deception?

"It's right to kick you, but what kind of bloody dog ​​is your face?" Since the other party didn't want to insert a lie, Xu Suici's fear became more righteous, "You still don't want people to see your face? "

Xiao Juan smiled slightly, "Anyone who sees my face has to pay the corresponding price, otherwise he won't have a good time."

He was right. No one had seen his face since he entered the Saint Laurent Elite Academy at the age of 14.

Except for Xu Suici who broke in by accident that day.

Today is the second time.

Xu Suici saw that he actually smiled, but every word he said was full of threats. Besides, from the whole school's admiration for the surname Xiao and the mindless favoritism, this kid made the whole room dark and numb. Wu, will you use some kind of magic to make the whole school attack me...

In an instant, Xu Suici had a [-]-word conspiracy theory in his head.

The answer is that he really can't offend this character, so he can simply suffer a little bit, let the other party take advantage of it, and then ruthlessly get rid of this plot line, so that he can concentrate on conquering the main and accepting emotional line in the future.

Plan pass.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Let's be smart and keep secrets, what exactly do you want to do to me?"

Xiao Juan was also not polite, his long and narrow eyes suddenly lit up, "Let me draw you."

Xu Sui resigned, "How many times have you painted?"

Xiao Juan turned the flower handle on his fingertips, and traced Xu Suici's whole body with his evil eyes. Because of the water vapor and the smooth curves stuck to the cheap clothes, Xu Suici looked extraordinarily sweet and lovely. .

"once."

Damn it, I said it earlier.

Xu Suici never could hide his expression, with joy, anger, sorrow and joy flowing between his eyes, "Do you want me to take it off now?" After finishing speaking, he was about to take off his half sleeve.

He set up organs inside to deal with all kinds of abnormalities that he couldn't deal with.

Xiao Juan frowned at his rudeness, "Go take a shower first."

Ah, do you want to take a bath and burn incense?It's not just a picture.

Xu Suici secretly touched the organ under his clothes, not afraid, not afraid, I am a mad dog attack, I am not afraid.

Xiao Juan led him to the door of the bathroom exclusively for guests, and specially told him before letting him in, "You must use the body wash inside to wash it clean first, and then apply the body wash I prepared after you come out." As if he was about to Doing a French ceremony is consecrating the tribute.

Xu Suici kept telling himself that he would sacrifice once anyway, if he tried to tell me what to do with this young master again, I would bite him to death.

After Xu Suici walked into the terrifyingly large bathroom, he found that Xiao Juan had already prepared a bathtub filled with warm milk.

This guy has already seen through and I will definitely come!

Young Master Xu, who has never been extravagant, first took a comfortable bath with skimmed and deodorized milk, and then used Xiao Juan's specially prepared milk body wash to clean his whole body.

Xiao Juan's voice suddenly warned through the crack of the door, "Rub the skin lightly, keep the nails a little bit, and don't leave marks on the skin."

abnormal!

Xu Suici insisted on rubbing his whole body pink and pink. When he finally applied the milk-flavored shower gel, he patted every piece of skin with his hands from top to bottom. residue on the skin.

After the preparations, Young Master Xu didn't wear the ice silk pajamas that Xiao Juan had placed in advance, but put on the clothes he had prepared at home and walked out in a big way.

Xiao Juan's still life table had been placed properly. He was afraid of Xu Suici's disturbance, so he ordered a pure black soft big bed three days ago. The cushions were stuffed with top-quality velvet, fluffy like a cloud.

When Xu Suici walked over, he was startled.

Ask, "What the hell are you wearing?"

Xu Suici was wearing a homemade protective suit, which was actually a layer of elastic cloth, which was tightly sewn to cover the upper body and buttocks, and dozens of silver needles were placed side by side in several specially sewn pockets.

It was originally a chastity uniform that he specially sewed for Bai Ye. He was afraid that some guy would dare to bully his wife when he was not around. The moment he was stripped of his coat, he could take out a needle and stab him to death to save himself.

Xu Suici originally wanted to make it more delicate and give it to Bai Ye, but it happened that this semi-finished product was used today to protect his chastity.

Xu Suici didn't care about Xiao Juan's emotions, he only agreed to draw him, but he didn't agree to draw the whole body.

wow ha ha ha ~

Sitting cross-legged on the velvet bed, Xu Suici triumphantly took out some handmade red "X".

"Although I agree to paint for you, there are a few places you must not touch."

Two red "X"s were pasted on his chest, and another two were pasted on his butt. It wasn't that he had a dirty mind, and he had to guard against others, so he hung a red "X" in front of little Xu Xu.

After strict defense, only the arms and legs are left.

Come draw~ draw whatever you want~ I am generous~

Xiao Juan looked at his triumphant and insolent smile, his clever eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his legs were as white as light, making people dazzled.

Take out the drawing board from the prepared painting table, and choose a No. 7 flat-tip pen, "Don't worry, the paints I use can directly contact human skin, and there will be no harm."

His serious appearance was at odds with his usual tired and lazy expression.

It's so sensible and sexy.

Xu Suici was taken aback by the ferocious focus in his eyes, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his two slender arms supported his body nervously, his two legs suddenly didn't know where to place them, one was slightly propped up, and The other muscle is tensed and pulled together at the side.

"You... are you really going to paint on me?"

Xiao Juan's concentrated eyes seemed to have hooks, locked on someone's trembling legs.

He lowered his head and gently sniffed the sweet aroma of milk with the tip of his nose.

Xiao Juan himself doesn't like to drink milk, but he is full of extremely terrifying desire for the delicate and smooth skin like milk.

"Don't hide."

Xiao Juan used a paintbrush full of black paint to paint on Xu Suici's round ankle, drawing a sharp line obliquely, stretching along the inner side of the calf to the tight thigh.

The mink fur in the silky paint is like naughty and malicious soft spines, teasing the nervous spots all over Xu Suici's body.

Caught off guard, Xu Suici raised his slender neck and let out a comfortable and shameful cry.

"Yeah."

The red "X" changes the angle.