The Man Who Was the Villain [Transmigration Book]

Shirts scattered all over the floor.

Suit trousers with a big slit on each thigh.

Ties twisted like knots.

In the messy place, there is also a box with laser beams that is particularly obvious.

Large, slim fit.

The box was violently torn open, the contents inside were scattered all over the floor, and three or four unpacked bags were thrown randomly, which shows how eager the owner was before.

Looking along the messy floor, one can see a big ivory bed.

On the bed, two equally perfect bodies hug each other and sleep with their necks crossed.

When you look closely, you can find that the two are covered with scratches from their arms to their shoulders.

One of them was covered with dense hickey marks from the waist up.

Fan Qing had already woken up.

To be honest, he woke up laughing in a dream.

He couldn't remember what he had dreamed about.

After all, whoever opens his eyes has such a hot and explosive body lying in front of him, who cares about the things in his dreams?

Of course you cherish the people in front of you!

He was rather lazily lying on the bed and didn't intend to get up.

Anyway, it's the first time, so show some respect.

Close your eyes.

No.

Fan Qing opened his eyes again.

Now that you're all awake, why don't you look at such beautiful scenery that belongs to you alone?

Thinking of this, Fan Qing opened his eyes.

In the next second, he and Nie Luo's sleepy eyes met.

?

Nie Luo woke up?

Isn't it only six o'clock in the morning?

Waking up so early, could it be that he didn't work hard enough last night?

As Fan Qing thought about it, he subconsciously supported his aching waist.

Suddenly, a large shadow covered the sky.

A light kiss landed on his lips.

"Back pain? That's why I've said it all, don't tease me all the time."

As Nie Luo spoke, he couldn't help biting Fan Qing's lips lightly.

His fingers gently pinched Fan Qing's earlobe.

It's not heavy, and the fingertips are even a little hot.

With just a light pinch, Fan Qing's earlobe was stained crimson.

"Qing is too bad."

The whispering voice was full of accusations against Fan Qing.

Men are not bad men do not love?

Fan Qing smiled and pressed his forehead against him, and asked back.

"Why am I broken? Isn't it great?"

Was last night's surprise not enough?

Or, in fact, Nie Luo is not so satisfied with the gift from Brother Jin?

He likes something simpler and more straightforward?

Not knowing what Fan Qing was thinking at all, Nie Luo just complained.

"It took me a long time to learn to cook."

He paused, feeling really aggrieved.

"Ah Qing didn't eat a single bite last night."

Fan Qing pushed him down and lay down in his arms.

"Can you blame me? I gave you multiple-choice questions, and you chose to eat first... Hmm."

Nie Luo covered his mouth quite angrily.

"Ah Ching is really too bad!"

He looked serious.

Can that blame him?

If Ah Qing hadn't teased him, how could he have been thrown out of rhythm by Ah Qing, and then spent a ridiculous night?

Thinking of this, Nie Luo carefully removed Fan Qing like a valuable.

Then he rolled over and got off the bed.

"what happened?"

Fan Qing swears that he didn't distract himself when he asked this question.

He is enjoying the beautiful scenery with his eyes when he is distracted.

If it wasn't for worrying about scaring away his boyfriend, he even felt that he should give his boyfriend a whistle of appreciation for his perfect body.

really.

Fan Qing thought very satisfied.

Sure enough, the decision he made at first glance was correct.

If such a beauty could not belong to him, then wouldn't his life be in vain.

However, what did Nie Luo do?

Fan Qing sat up slightly.

"Ah Qing, this is for you."

Nie Luo came in from the door, and he handed Fan Qing a small box.

It's a gift?

Fan Qing was a little surprised.

anyway……

Fan Qing looked at Nie Luo in surprise.

"Could it be that you planned to give it to me last night?"

He said that he always felt that when he was halfway through, Nie Luo always seemed to want to say something.

... Well, although, at that time, Nie Luo really shouldn't be allowed to speak.

Fan Qing thought without burden, and opened the box.

He slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at Nie Luo.

"……what is this?"

Nie Luo was also taken aback.

"Don't you recognize Ah Qing?"

Shouldn't it be?

Fan Qing supported the bed and stood up.

The silk quilt covering his body immediately slid down along his texture full of marks, and the soles of his feet, which were not too big or small, stepped on the ground bare. —There is such a trace of sentimentality.

Fan Qing had to admit it.

He did it on purpose.

On purpose?

Of course, the traces of this body were deliberately exposed.

as predicted.

As soon as he stood up, he caught the flash of surprise in Nie Luo's eyes.

Not bad.

Seeing what he wanted to see, Fan Qing randomly picked up a shirt from the ground and put it on.

The shirt was worn by him yesterday, and it was already crumpled after lying on the ground all night.

Fan Qing didn't care much.

He buttoned up a few buttons randomly, and the loose shirt obviously didn't fit well.

Nie Luo was taken aback.

He subconsciously picked up another shirt on the ground.

"Ah Qing, you are wearing the wrong clothes..."

Fan Qing was looking at him with a half-smile.

Nie Luo realized something.

He subconsciously glanced at the shirt in his hand.

It is very big, so it is not from Fanqing.

But there are only two of them on the ground...

Nie Luo came to his senses a little sluggishly.

His heart beat a little faster.

When he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that Nie Luo was startled.

"So Ah Qing, what you wore yesterday was also my shirt?"

How could someone...

How could someone be like this, like this?

Nie Luo couldn't find any words to describe it.

His eyes fell on Fan Qing, and suddenly he leaned over and bit Fan Qing viciously.

"Ah Qing is really a bad guy..."

He is.

Fan Qing did not deny it at all.

He even cupped Nie Luo's chin and kissed it, his smiling eyes were extremely seductive.

"Yes, I'm just bad, don't you like it?"

"……like."

Nie Luo looked down at him, admitting willingly.

He just likes Ah Qing's badness.

"I would also like."

Fan Qing hooked the back of his neck and exchanged a morning kiss with him.

After being sticky for a long time, Fan Qing finally remembered the gift he had forgotten.

He picked up the black card in the box and shook it.

"My brother hasn't told me yet, what is this?"

This time Nie Luo was suddenly blessed.

He coughed lightly, his sideways face shining a little in the morning sun.

"It's... the salary card I handed in."

Rao had already guessed it, the moment Fan Qing heard it, he couldn't restrain his lips from curling up.

The smile on his face was almost unstoppable.

He couldn't help but look and look at Nie Luo, and he held the black card between his fingers and kissed it on his lips.

"Then I'll take it, brother?"

The ending is upturned, sweet and hoarse.

Nie Luo's throat was dry and his breathing was hot.

After a long time, he nodded.

"It was meant to be given to you."

Fan Qing couldn't bear it anymore.

He walked over quickly and pushed him against the wall, his legs stuck between Nie Luo's knees, his tone could not restrain his eagerness.

"I originally wanted to let my brother go to work today. Since this is the case, then on the first day of the new year, why don't my brother stay with me at home."

Nie Luo subconsciously reached out to support his waist.

After listening, his auricles felt slightly hot, but he spoke honestly.

"Yesterday, I made time for New Year's Eve. I want to be with you in the new year..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Qing stopped him.

Boyfriends are good at everything, but they are too shy and not active enough, which sometimes makes people feel a little anxious.

Nie Luo sensed Fan Qing's urgency, and slowly supported his waist to soothe his emotions.

only……

Ah Qing is really in a hurry, it was the same last night, and originally wanted to countdown together.

"When is it?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the dimly lit room.

"Are you going to wake up?"

The person next to the bed who was wearing a shirt buttoned it to the top button before moving over.

"It's almost ten o'clock, do you want to get up?"

"Do not."

Jin Si shook his head, and his slightly pale fingertips gently tapped his throat.

"I see."

The assistant walked out of the room and came in with a glass of water after a while.

Jin Si opened his mouth and took a few sips to get used to it.

With the moisture, his voice became much smoother.

"How to use habit, I like your previous method."

The assistant looked at him with a half-smile.

"And another one in the morning? Then you might as well be in the hospital this week."

What kind of body is this person, does he still not know?

Jin Si didn't care, but smiled instead.

"Isn't that good? It's also romantic to die under the peony flower and be a ghost."

Now that he can talk poorly, it seems that he can hold the cup by himself.

The assistant let go of the cup and went on to put on the coat.

"Do you mean yourself by peony?"

He is no better than Jin Si in appearance.

It was also because of this that he never thought that Jin Si had selfish motives for keeping him by his side.

"So I'm so outstanding in your heart?"

Jin Si grew up with some meaning.

The assistant paused as he put on his tie.

"...It's early in the morning, and you can't move again, so stop flirting."

"Why can't you show up too early in the morning? Are there any rules?"

Jin Si didn't listen at all, but asked the bottom line instead.

The lavalier clipped to his nails, and the assistant clipped it again without changing his face.

He turned his back to put on his leather shoes.

"Because a certain animal suddenly became an animal because of the lack of a small umbrella last night, so now we are already in a situation where both sides suffer."

He paused, his tone flat with a trace of helplessness.

"So if you continue to flirt, I have no energy left."

"You're not quite right."

Jin Si suddenly retorted.

The assistant shines shoes with difficulty.

He didn't lie.

He and Jin Si are indeed both losers.

For example, now, even when he bends down, he feels unbearably sore.

However, whoever has been 'self-help' for two hours will most likely not be much better than him.

The assistant is very open.

"Huh? What's wrong."

He asked casually, but Jin Si answered seriously.

"I'm actually mentally prepared for the little umbrella," he sat up slightly from the bed, his fingers lightly stroking the man's back and then to his thigh.

Gently tapping his fingertips on his thigh, Jin Si meant something.

"I didn't expect that there would be that thing here."

So, not quite right.

He paused, his voice carrying a trace of discussion.

"So, you like to use that?"

The assistant turned helplessly and pushed him back on the bed to lie down.

"Don't think too much, I use this every day, but Fan Qing asked me to borrow it yesterday, that has a different meaning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Si immediately became thoughtful.

"So you use it every day..."

The author has something to say:

I admit, I am guilty.

It’s not anything else, the main reason is that the enthusiastic group friends will always forcefully share the melon into my mouth. Don’t eat it, and I’m sorry for the enthusiastic group friends!

Slowly took out fifty small red envelopes, hush money (bushi)

[Second watch should be at 18:00? 】