After the full-level boss lifts the coffin [Quick Transmigration]

Five minutes later, Wen Jiu watched someone go upstairs to the master bedroom.

His lips were swollen badly, and his relaxed waist became unbelievably soft, but he insisted on speaking hard: "Friendly reminder, I just took a bath in it."

It might be counterproductive to use it to put out the fire.

"Click."

The door was locked, and when he noticed that the man's footsteps entering the room had paused visibly, Wen Jiu lay on the back of the chair, shaking his shoulders and laughing non-stop.

Closing his eyes and sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness, he poked the motionless body of the white-robed Buddha: [Wow, Xie Xuan, so you really can't do it. 】

In such a scene of thunder and fire just now, the opponent's pheromone is still not aggressive, just like warm water, so Wen Jiu couldn't help provoking again and again.

Even though he was the one who was kissed until his legs were weak, how can I say it, seeing Xie Fuzi's forbearance and emotion is not a bad situation.

Besides, because of his status as an uncle, the stronger the pheromone, the more disappointed the other party is likely to be. Such a suitable character set for him to run away after the wave, and it was the first time that Wen Jiu thanked him for playing a fast game.

Being idle is also idle, he simply took out his mobile phone, turned on the stopwatch, and counted the time for Xie Xuan.

At the beginning, he still had the idea of ​​watching the excitement, and after six or ten minutes without seeing someone come out, Wen Jiu suddenly rejoiced that everything just did not continue:

That's a 500ml drink bottle.

For an hour, people will die.

Omega talents are not good either.

In order to ensure her own safety, Wen Jiu, who was acting coquettishly and wanted to sleep in someone's bed in the morning, resolutely repented, and went back to the guest room without hesitation.

But before the first night of staying in, he knocked on Xie Xuan's door with a pillow in his hand.

"The bed is too hard, I can't sleep." Without comparison, there is no gap. Wen Jiu felt that sooner or later he would be completely spoiled by Xie Xuan, and he couldn't stand any grievances.

Apart from eating, I didn't see each other for the whole afternoon and half the night. Wearing the same pajamas as the youth, Xie Xuan blocked the door and raised his eyebrows: "Don't hide from me anymore?"

"Is there? I'm just too tired."

Without blushing and heart beating, Wen Jiu broke the man's arm and walked in through the gap between him and the door frame: "Anyway... good night, sweet dreams, remember to close the door when you leave."

Xie Xuan: "Go?"

"I'll take you to the guest room," the black-haired young man waved his hand as he flung himself comfortably on the soft and spacious big bed, "You're welcome."

He was answered by the familiar sound of the door being locked.

The ankle hanging by the bed was grabbed, Wen Jiu was startled, and instinctively kicked: "What? Why are you still here?"

"Do you need to put a door number? This is my room," Xie Xuan let go of the young man's small ankle, and closed his hand, twirling his fingertips calmly, solemnly, "Take off your shoes."

Not caring that there was another person on his bed, he lifted the quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down on the left side naturally.

Wen Jiu, who was passively rolled inside: ...? ? ?

Sharing the same bed in a waking state is really a strange experience for him. In the past, when he hugged Xie Xuan, it was completely an instinctive reaction to seek a heat source after a deep sleep.

In the darkness, he got up and pushed the other person's shoulder: "Go down."

Xie Xuan remained still: "Which sutra would the benefactor want to hear?"

That's fine, it's still threatening people, right?

The original owner's small arms and legs were not strong at all, Wen Jiu didn't bother to toss any more, so he simply followed the other party's example and lay down on the pillow, fighting poison with poison: "Avatamsaka Sutra."

He had heard people say that this is one of the longest scriptures in Buddhism. If the lost part is included, the full text is about 360 million words.

Facing the young man's blatantly making things difficult, Xie Xuan didn't even frown.

Nodding, he should: "Okay."

Suddenly there was an ambiguous humanoid lying next to him, Wen Jiuben thought he would not be able to sleep all night, until he couldn't bear it anymore, he kicked Xie Xuan out of bed.

But in fact, before Xie Xuan finished reciting the first volume of scriptures, he closed his eyes in a daze.

The breathing rate of the young man next to the pillow gradually stabilized, Xie Xuan slowly silenced, turned off the air conditioner, and waited patiently for a while, until the other party got into his arms like a cat.

——Only in this kind of time will he appear a little more obedient.

With his fingertips resting on the back of the young man's neck, Xie Xuan knew very well that even though his mouth was unforgiving, Wen Jiu actually trusted him in his heart.

Just like now, the other party was lying in his arms undefended, his calves were entangled with himself, and he was a little more intimate than before.

However, only Xie Xuan knew exactly what kind of dirty thoughts were hidden under his seemingly calm appearance.

The name of Xia Yi's mother was not mentioned in the original book, so Wen Jiu didn't realize that the original owner's family name was not Xie at all.

And he, knowing that he is a fake uncle and a god-in-law recognized by Xia Weiwei's grandfather, still seems to guide and deceive the other party, making the other party relax his vigilance, and he is completely wrong.

Because Wen Jiu seems to prefer Xie Xuan, who is "pure and ascetic", and prefers to take the initiative.

Little did he know that the person he trusted the most was actually full of covetousness towards him in his heart, and wanted to take advantage of that trust, hold him in his arms, press him on the bed, eat him up, and indulge him wantonly.

No matter how much he wept, scolded, and begged for mercy, he would not let go, so that he would know that the glorious Buddha had already messed up his original mind in getting along with him time and time again.

But Xie Xuan couldn't.

Because he understood that if Wen Jiu was scared away at this time, maybe he would never have another chance in the future.

Therefore, he must patiently and forbearably weave a fine net, no matter how the other party struggles and resists, he has no choice but to entangle with him.

When did you have such an idea of ​​overstepping the rules?

Xie Xuan couldn't tell either.

Maybe it was the moment when I saw each other again, maybe it was when I was disturbed by those intentional or unintentional teasing, or maybe it was earlier——

After the young man died, he rebelled against the sect and took away Wen Jiu's body that day.

That's why he didn't hesitate to accept the inclusion of the fast travel game, throwing away his physical body and everything he had in the original world, just to be able to see each other again.

It's just that he didn't realize it at the time.

She thought she was doing it for the death of an acquaintance, for the unfairness of heaven, and for the regret and obsession of not being able to save Wen Jiu.

Slowly pulling the other party's broken hair behind his ears, Xie Xuan said softly, "I did it on purpose."

Deliberately detoured far and went upstairs, deliberately went to the room Wen Jiu had used.

In the mist of water, accompanied by the warm and strong aroma of wine, he closed his eyes, recalling the touch of the young man's fingertips and lips, venting his satisfaction but not enough satisfaction.

How could he not want Wen Jiu?

He thought too much.

Even if it is clear that Wen Jiu himself has nothing to do with Xiao Yanqian, he can't wait to bite the back of the other's neck immediately, indulge in pheromone injection and flushing, and completely cover that strange and annoying breath.

Who told him to go crazy with jealousy and lose self-control.

"Wen Jiu, Wen Jiu." Alpha's nature and obsession are at work at the same time, completely different from the appearance of the flowers in the high mountains in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ghost, whispering over and over again, greedy and affectionate.

Eyebrows stretched, Wen Jiu, who was used to listening to the Buddha's chanting, completely missed the truth and confession that was close at hand. His ears were a little itchy, and he even took the initiative to rub the opponent's fingertips.

A muffled laugh burst out of his chest, Xie Xuan lowered his eyes, kissed the young man on the forehead, and hugged the man in his arms even tighter: "You asked for this."

The tip of his nose bumped into a soft yet hard muscle, and Wen Jiu groaned in his sleep.

Xie Xuan: "Then I'll take it as you agreed."

His back was stroked twice, and the evil ghost, who was dissatisfied with being disturbed, muttered something in his breath, and owed a promise for nothing.

The wicked Buddha smiled slightly.

A ray of divine thought was separated to connect to the sea of ​​consciousness, the data in his eyes flowed, and he typed in the void: [5046, how can I send the things I stored in the fast-traveling game to the mission world? 】

[See letter and reply quickly. 】

Outrageous.

Outrageous.

Lonely and widowed lying on the bed all night, not to mention burning fire and dry wood, Wen Jiu checked on purpose while taking a bath, and found that he didn't even have a red mark on his body.

Strange, is it true that people in the Buddhist sect are different, and they only need to be kissed and hugged to be satisfied?Then he can run slower when he ends the task, and give the other party a chance to say goodbye.

Wen Jiu gradually forgot his worries about six 10-minute Coke bottles. Not only did he live in the master bedroom generously, but he was occasionally touched on the back of the neck when he was greedy for beauty and kissed someone. , I don't even bother to give any overreaction.

——Be considerate of an uncle's card Alpha who is forced to abstain from sexual intercourse. You can only watch but not eat. It's so miserable, hee hee.

Compared with Xie Xuan, Xia Cheng's movements attracted him more attention: for three whole days, the other party did not visit him in the villa again, and even the number of text messages and phone calls decreased faintly.

Wen Jiu, who confirmed that today is the weekend: "Have I fallen out of favor?"

What about the scumbag transformation plan that was agreed, how many days has it been better?

Or did Xia Cheng find out something?

In fact, Xia Cheng's car was parked outside the villa area where Xie Xuan lived, but he didn't dare to drive in because he had a vague speculation in his heart:

I am the third party in my younger brother's marriage.

That's right, it sounds ridiculous, he is obviously an Alpha, with obvious features, far from Omega and Beta.

But the private investigator who took over the commission and stood from the perspective of a bystander told him that most of Xiao Yanqian's return dates could correspond to his own itinerary.

As big as the end of the college entrance examination, graduating from a bachelor's degree, and officially taking over the company, as small as his performance at school celebrations, Xiao Yanqian was in China every time he had an impression in his life.

He had never seen each other on these occasions.

Is it a coincidence?

Maybe thinking about it too much.

It was as if a thorn had been planted in his heart, it was neither painful nor itchy, but his sense of existence was distinct. When he thought of Xia Yi holding her suppressed sobs in the ward, and the little life that passed away due to depression and accident, Xia Cheng couldn't walk into Xie Xuan. villa and pretend nothing happened.

He couldn't accept that he was the culprit who caused Xia Yi's misfortune.

Under the pretext of working overtime, Xia Cheng sent a text message as usual, asking about the physical condition of his uncle and brother. While waiting for a reply, he dialed another number: "It's me, Xia Cheng."

"If you have time tonight, let's talk."

The author has something to say:

Wen Jiu: He can't do it, just mess around casually, hee hee.

5046: ...My stupid host, Dangerous.

Second update is complete.

Comparing hearts every day.