Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

Twilight Manor is located in the southeast of the blood clan's territory. With the Gothic castle as the center, countless red roses spread around, all blooming extremely delicately.

Especially when the full moon hangs high and the stars are all over the night, the brilliance of the stars and the moon are scattered in the sea of ​​roses, as if coating each flower with a layer of light.

On the first floor of the castle, Mu Zhichan was sitting lazily on the soft carpet, leaning on the sofa and reading a book. His facial features and eyes were illuminated by the firelight in the closet, making his facial features deeper and deeper.

Du Zui, who was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, was standing in front of the cart beside him making a pot of Darjeeling black tea.

"Is the matter of the three children taken care of?" Mu Zhichan turned the page of the book and asked lazily.

"Well." Du Zui said in a low voice, "The statement to the Senate is that the Qiaos and his wife carried out illegal operations in pursuit of the ultimate innate ability, so that they were finally killed by the ability."

"Joe's assets have been transferred to the names of the three little guys, and they can directly inherit when they reach adulthood."

"Where are the other people in the Qiao Mansion?" Mu Zhichan paused and asked again.

"Sent off." Du Zui placed the teacup on the silver tray, then held the teapot and tilted his wrist, and quickly filled a cup of tea.

"Okay." Mu Zhichan pursed her lips and replied in a low voice, and at the moment when she raised her head inadvertently, the rose that was stuck obliquely in her hair suddenly fell.

Du Zui put the tray on Mu Zhichan's hand on one knee, just enough to catch the rose. Under the light of the closet fire, the hand was slender and white, with well-defined joints, which was very beautiful.

But Mu Zhichan knew that this hand had been stained with the blood of countless people.

Du Zui lowered his eyes and gently inserted the rose back into Mu Zhichan's hair, and his fingertips slipped over his ear, feeling a icy cold touch.

Mu Zhichan raised her eyes to look at him, and then laughed out of nowhere.

"What are you laughing at?" Du Zui also curled the corners of his lips, and at the same time, he ran his hand through Mu Zhichan's hair in a smooth way.

"As a man, it's funny to wear flowers on his head every day." Mu Zhichan raised her lips.

"In my eyes, you look good no matter what." Du Zui leaned over and kissed him gently on the center of his brow, and just when he was about to continue to say something, a child's soft voice suddenly came from behind him. sound.

"brother"

Mu Zhichan gently pushed Du Zui away on the spot and looked back, and saw three little guys in off-white pajamas pounced on him. Among them, the white crow was holding a soft square pillow. They had fluffy blond hair and bright pupils. Wet and looks like three cute cherubs.

"Why don't you go to bed?" Mu Zhichan asked softly, completely oblivious to Du Zui's eyes that instantly cooled down against the three cubs.

"...can't sleep." It was Gray Crow who spoke, and he sat obediently on the open carpet of Mu Zhichan, his baby-fat face showed a bit of fatigue.

The black crow and the white crow nestled on the left and right sides of Mu Zhichan's left and right hands like two little chicks, and leaned their heads on his arms, while the tense body relaxed involuntarily.

Two hours ago, Black, White and Ash were brought back to Twilight Manor by Mu Zhichan, and then he ordered the servant to give the three little guys a bath, and took them to the room where they will live in the future. Take a good night's sleep first, but they woke up after only an hour.

Mu Zhichan stroked Gray Crow's soft blond hair, looked up at Du Zui who was standing aside and said, "Sin, can you bring me a book of fairy tales?"

"Okay." Du Zui glanced at the three well-behaved pure-blood cubs before turning around, his eyes were cold and without warmth.

The black crow leaning on Mu Zhichan's left hand keenly sensed the coldness from Du Zui, trembling his eyelashes, and getting closer to Mu Zhichan.

"Is it cold?" Mu Zhichan asked, looking at the black crow.

Hei Ya curled up and shook his head, without speaking, grabbed Mu Zhichan's sleeve and buried his face into his elbow.

Mu Zhichan raised his hand to grab the blanket on the sofa and shook it off, and directly covered the three little ones including himself tightly.

Du Zui quickly brought the book of fairy tales over, but he couldn't help but feel very glaring when he saw the extremely warm scene of one big and three small.

Mu Zhichan opened the fairy tale book, lowered her eyes and opened her lips, and read the first story.

The clock hanging above the fireplace clicked and clicked. From time to time, Du Sin would throw a few pieces of coal into the fireplace, and use long iron tongs to reach into the flame to adjust the position of the coal.

The fire light danced on Du Zui's pale and handsome face, and he listened calmly to the sound of Mu Zhichan reading behind him getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Du Zui stood up and walked towards the first and third children who were all in deep sleep. He bent down and took out the gray crow leaning on Mu Zhichan's arms and put him on the spacious and soft sofa, then the black crow and the white crow, and then casually Drape the blanket over them.

Then, the tall blood clan gently hugged Mu Zhichan horizontally, and walked steadily towards the master bedroom.

The next day.

The sky is full of sunset clouds, and the cool evening breeze blows across the boundless sea of ​​roses, setting off bursts of sweet and fragrant fragrance.

There is no day in the territory of the blood race. Although the contemporary pure blood race is no longer afraid of the sun, they don't like the day and the sun is a nature carved in their bones, so they set up an enchantment to fix the weather during the day to the sunset and evening .

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mu Zhichan looked a little dazed, but in fact he would stay like this for a while every day when he woke up, in Du Zui's view, this was a very cute little habit.

"Today at twelve noon, Your Excellency Xiu Nie will come to visit." Du Zui put on a silver-gray silk shirt with delicate dark patterns for Mu Zhichan, and carefully buttoned it for him.Update the fastest /mq^q717.c^om/

"Did he say anything?" Mu Zhichan asked, maybe because he just woke up, his voice seemed a little hoarse and sexy.

"He only said that we will meet and talk in detail." Du Zui knelt down on one knee, took Mu Zhichan's left ankle and put it on his leg, and slowly put a white sock on it.

Mu Zhichan thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason.

Xiu Nie is one of the three princes of the blood clan, and the other two princes are Cicada whom he admires, and Qing Manman who is always traveling around the world.

The three princes are the direct subordinates of Cain, but since the king of their blood clan fell into a deep sleep for unknown reasons 500 years ago, the Senate has started to move around, trying to suppress the three princes openly and secretly, and the desire to seize power is obvious Ruojie.

However, the power of the three princes is still huge and cannot be easily shaken, so in the past two years, the Senate has become more and more unscrupulous. Close one eye.

After all, the five elders in the Senate are all old guys who have lived for a thousand years. For the princes who have only lived for a few hundred years, they are more or less scrupulous, even if each prince has different talents. The lethality is very powerful except for Mu Zhichan, so the two sides can be said to be competing in different courts at present.

……

Du Zui put on a pair of black boots for Mu Zhichan, the shoelaces were manipulated between her skinny fingers, and Mu Zhichan looked in a daze.

In fact, he is the youngest among the three princes, only over 200 years old.

He had never met Lord Cain, but after his father, who was a direct subordinate of Cain, was assassinated and died, he inherited his father's position and power.

When Mu Zhichan's father died, he was only four years old, and not long after his father died, his mother followed her because of grief, leaving him only a pure-blooded cub who was still ignorant.

But fortunately, that night a pure-blooded man in a black windbreaker came to Mu's house. He told the little Mu Zhichan that he was a close friend of his parents, and took out a parchment document with his father's signature seal, saying From now on, I will raise him and take care of him.

This pure-blooded man was Du Zui. At that time, Du Zui held Mu Zhichan with strong arms, a gentle tone of voice, and a smile in his eyes, which made Mu Zhichan feel extremely at ease.

Du Zui quickly took care of a series of funerals and power transfers concerning the Mu family, and during the period he did not forget to appease Mu Zhichan who was always awakened from nightmares.

It can be said that Mu Zhichan was brought up by Du Zui.

……

"Thank you." Mu Zhichan bent her lips and smiled, stood up and stretched.

Today, Du Zui matched him with a silver-gray European-style shirt with dark patterns and pure black overalls, plus a pair of black boots with a slight heel, which perfectly complemented his noble temperament.

Since childhood, Mu Zhichan’s food, clothing, housing and transportation have all been handled by Du Zui. It’s not that he hasn’t suggested to Du Zui to dress and wear shoes by himself, but when he wakes up in the morning, his brain is not so clear. The sin has been fully dressed for him.

Mu Zhichan walked to the dressing table not far away, pulled out the chair and sat down, her long silver hair pouring down like a waterfall.

Speaking of which, he really wanted to cut his long hair into short hair. After all, it is too troublesome to take care of it every day, but when he was about to take the scissors and clicked, Du Zui, who came to deliver afternoon tea, just pushed the door open, and then He took away his scissors and told him: No need to cut, I will help you take care of it later.

So Mu Zhichan agreed very unintentionally.

……

Standing behind Mu Zhichan, Du Zui deftly braided his braid that looked complicated but really nice, and then took out the red rose in his shirt pocket on his chest, and carefully inserted it in his hair. between.

"How long do I have to keep this flower?" Mu Zhichan's throat would choke every time he saw Du Zui arranging flowers on his head.

Because this rose is not an ordinary rose, but an abyss rose that only grows in the depths of the sinister and cold abyss canyon. Compared with ordinary roses, its color is gorgeous, the fragrance is fragrant, and there is a faint red halo flowing in it. Picked roses can only survive for 24 hours.

The abyss rose is extremely rare, and it can be said to be priceless in the market. Its main function is to detoxify and detoxify.

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