The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

For the first time, I realized what the disgust of the rain and dew period was. Facing the sudden depression, I hid under the blanket and bit my lower lip, trying my best to restrain the urge to cry.

But the sharp teeth pierced his lips and flesh, making him taste the smell of blood, but the tears that were suppressed to the extreme seemed to rebound, and it was like a surging flood, making his eye sockets sour and astringent. The control area began to be covered with a layer of mist.

Just when he was distracted and asked the system to think of a solution, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The light made him blink subconsciously, and the mist in the eye sockets was squeezed by the eyelids, and instantly squeezed into water droplets, which slid from the corners of the eyes to the pillow.

Without the obstruction of the water mist, his vision was suddenly clear for a moment. In this moment, a pair of red eyes were imprinted on his eyelids, and then his eyes were blurred by the mist of tears.

What is this called?

Surely it wasn't when fellow countrymen met fellow villagers with tears in their eyes, but it was when they held hands and looked at their tearful eyes, choking silently?

But they didn't hold hands either, they were just crying.

But this disgusting appearance was shown in the eyes of Fu Yu, who was overwhelmed by jealousy and rationality, and the tears he kept shedding in distress first stagnated.

After reacting again, he lowered his head very carefully, brushed away the long hair on the nape of his neck, and sent the glands exuding letter to his mouth, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Your rain and dew period first I have no experience in one visit. Don’t be depressed, the more depressed you will be, the lower your emotions will be, and once your emotions fall into a trough, the tears will be more violent.”

Sniffing the glands sent to the mouth, the itchy roots of the teeth overflowed with a longing 'woo' sound from the mouth.

This damn rain and dew period is really magical.

Not to mention that he could make the majestic Demon King shed tears, he even had the desire to mark a mortal for the first time in a sober state.

Fu Yu's heart almost melted because of that soft, soft 'woo' sound.

He rolled his Adam's apple, clenched his palms, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not once that you have bitten my gland, and there is no rejection, which shows that the two of us are very compatible. Take another bite and inject the gland into me." glands, completing the temporary bond can greatly alleviate the sense of loss caused by your emotions."

But if this is the case, how is it different from a certain animal that the system says uses scent to enclose territory?

The proud misanthrope cannot accept that he succumbs to his bestial instincts like an animal.

He turned his eyes away in resistance, clenched his fists, and said, "I don't need it, stay away from me."

In addition to being irritable, there is also some rigidity in the distasteful character.

It's better to bend than to bend, to eat soft rather than hard - but this softness can also be rewarded, and he has to follow his heart.

Although Fu Yu has no memory of his previous life, some habits are engraved in his soul.So when he raised his eyes and saw Yan's other-faced face, he inexplicably understood the awkwardness in Yan's stubbornness.

He paused, straightened up and stepped back to the screen: "What's the distance?"

And as Nobuhiro moved away, that strong sense of depression swept over again.

The glistening Yan hated this rain and dew period in his heart, and once again angered Wei Lanshu who ran to this world.

"Actually, you don't have to resist."

A soft voice penetrated into his ears.

He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the speaker, and saw Fu Yu half leaning on the screen, comforting with a smile: "The rain and dew period only magnifies the depression and dependence on Xinyin, but not everyone can do it.

Only a letter from someone who loves each other has the effect of soothing emotions—"

"I don't like you." I said directly through gritted teeth.

The tears that Fu Yu finally stopped were falling down.

He choked up a bit, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and at the same time told himself that the other party was just being stubborn, otherwise how could he be entangled with him all day and not reject it?

After comforting myself like this, the tears finally converged.

He raised his sleeve, wiped his eyes, and said bitterly, "It's enough for me to please you."

"...Your admiration for me is nothing more than Yuluqi's desire for Xinyin." Yan retorted.

"You are wrong."

Fu Yu opened her sad eyes and said, "I've lived to be a hundred and seven years old. What kind of beauties have I never seen? With my position in the Fu family, I will not lack the excellent Dikun as a partner, but why am I single today? ?”

Having said that, he paused for a moment to see the look of disgust.

I couldn't see anything, so I didn't wait for an answer, and said the answer myself: "Except for my body, and because any letter from Dikun can't affect my emotions, except you."

"What do you mean?" Yan didn't understand.

"The day you broke into my quiet room, it was the first day when my rainy season erupted. I was meditating at the time, and you went straight to my glands with all your letters.

With my strength, it is easy for me to suppress you, but I was overwhelmed by your letter and lost my mind. "

As Fu Yu spoke, his eyes began to blur, as if he was recalling what happened that day.

"By the time I realized it, you had already bit my glands. I wanted to pull you away to see what the person who dared to bite my glands looked like. You had a bad temper and broke my hand directly. gone."

As he spoke, he raised his recovered right hand, his faint eyes filled with endless grievances: "Here, it was my hand that you broke at that time."

He sat up tired of the amorous feelings, red-eyed and vigilant: "Are you trying to settle accounts with me?"

"..." Fu Yu choked for a moment, and angrily stepped forward and pressed Yan on the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you hear what I mean that if it was anyone other than you that day, I'm afraid it would be the same. Didn't even have a chance to get close to me, let alone break my arm and put me to sleep?!"

The hair hanging from the sides of his cheeks fell on the tired cheeks.

And with his gasping for breath, the hair brushed back and forth on Yan's face, making his face a little itchy.

The disgusted mind was immediately diverted by the itching on his face.

He lowered his eyes to stare at the swaying black hair, puffed out his cheeks and blew on the hair.

The fluffy hair flew in all directions during his exhalation, and brushed against Fu Yu's neck, directly blowing away the little temper in his heart.

He pinched Yan's nose helplessly, wiped away the blood on Yan's lips with distress, and then sighed softly and fell to Yan's side, muttering: "Before I met you, I also rejected the rain and dew period." But when I met you, I thanked Yuluqi for stripping my reserve and revealing my most sincere heart to you."

If he is in a normal state, even if he has a good impression, he might hold on to his identity and won't pester a young man who is several rounds younger than him like he is now.

But after he said so much, I almost understood what he meant.

The rain and dew period is not like a dog pissing on a territory as the system said, but because of the attraction of mutual protection.

There is an instinct to expand the emotional sake, but more still like it.

Yan felt that he didn't like Fu Yu very much, but he fell asleep once when he was unconscious, and the two of them hadn't known each other for a few days.

But one thing he couldn't deny was that he really liked the smell of the other party's letter—probably because it was similar to the smell of his own body.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that he had found the reason why he was attracted by the other party's letter. After all, how could he reject his own taste?

After he figured it out, he poked Fu Yu beside him: "Turn your neck around."

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City Lord Fu, who was waiting to meet his ancestors in the front hall, poured cup after cup of tea.

Until the seventh cup of tea was poured into his belly, City Master Fu saw his son getting more and more depressed, and was so distressed that he called his servants again: "You can go and see if the old ancestor is here."

"father……"

Fu Junze raised his hand, pinched his swollen forehead, and said softly, "Your son is fine, don't anger your ancestors because of your son."

He just didn't have a good rest last night, and his spirit was a little listless.

Speaking of which, it all depends on the rejuvenation pill sent by Baili's family.

In the past, if he went to bed late like that, it would still be mild if he couldn't get up today, and the severe fever would not go away. Now he is just a little tired, and he is already very satisfied.

"Then listen to me." City Master Fu waved back.

Picking up the tea bowl and just putting it to his mouth, he suddenly realized that he had already filled his stomach with water, put it down again, and sighed: "Do you remember what I told you before I came here?"

"Don't worry, father." Fu Junze said with a smile.

Before coming to Jinlan Garden, City Lord Fu shared his doubts about his identity with Fu Junze.

The person Fu Junze was thinking of was Zhu Wenlang, and he didn't care whether the young man next to his ancestor was the 'Kun Jun' whom he married, so City Lord Fu said that if it was confirmed that the young man was the 'Zhu Wenlang' who married in the day before yesterday , Try to restrain your emotions and don't attack, it's purely worrying too much.

"Ugh!"

Seeing that his son was so open minded, City Master Fu couldn't help but feel a little more guilty towards his son while sighing.

Although there Kun is a heavenly stem, but in the end he was married by the Ming media.

If it were any family in Fuyang City, he could solve it, but it was the ancestor who robbed him of 'erkun', he...

City Master Fu said to his son with a bitter face, "What is this called?"

The old ancestor snatched his 'erkun', isn't this messing up human relations?

The reason is that Zhu's family gained power and wealth, and concealed the identity of 'Er Kun', which led to the current situation.

City Lord Fu once again vented his anger to Zhu's house.

But he completely forgot that the two marriages were decided by him himself.

"Father doesn't need to be angry."

Seeing the anger in his father's eyes, Fu Junze guessed that his father should have vented his anger to Zhu's family, after all, it was his beloved's natal family, so he comforted him gently: "I don't have much affection for 'Zhu Wenlang' at all, Marrying him is only for the peace of mind of you and Father Kun, and besides, my body is not suitable for marriage, and marrying him is just to make me a widow."

The only thing he was worried about was whether the young man who was replaced and married in would tell his ancestor the truth about the marriage.

And what he said made City Lord Fu both moved and ashamed.

I was moved by his son's thoughtfulness and sensibility, and I was ashamed of my own indulgence when I was young, which caused Kun Jun to give birth prematurely, and brought such a body to my son.

He looked at his son with tears in his eyes, and at this moment, a low voice came from outside the hall: "You are a junior who thinks through, but..."

The conversation suddenly stopped here.

The father and son, who had been waiting for a long time, turned their heads following the sound, and saw a man walking up the steps against the light outside the door. His tall figure was wrapped in a black robe, and the golden thread at the foot of the robe swayed with the hem of the clothes in the sun, like The blossoming golden lotus is shining brightly.

But the two of them both showed a look of astonishment, because on the back of the long and tall man, there was a young man with his head buried deep in his neck.

And the two strong signals intertwined instantly pervaded the entire hall, making it impossible for outsiders to distinguish them.

When people approached, neither of them came back to their senses.

Fu Yu, on the other hand, walked straight to the main seat with his back straight and tired. Before he sat down, he carefully pulled the person behind him to his front, trying to press the person on his lap, but the other person suddenly jumped off him and took the lead. Sitting on a large chair, she raised her red eyes and looked at Fu Junze who was bowing down.

As one of the protagonists, Fu Junze's appearance is natural and excellent.

What's difficult is that before Jiu's illness, he still couldn't hide his jade-like temperament.

I was looking at it with disgust, when my eyes suddenly darkened.

It was only after he fixed his eyes that he realized that a pair of hands was covering his eyes, and when he tilted his head slightly, he saw that Fu Yu was already sitting on the same chair with him, whispering next to his ear, "Does he look as good as me?"

Ian glanced at him, raised his hand to rub his head: "A sick boy with a face as white as a dead man, of course he is not as good-looking as you, and he is not as strong as you."

Fu Yu was coaxed into joy.

City Lord Fu clenched his fists, his eyes spit fire.

As for Fu Junze...

He was first amazed by the young Shuli's appearance.

Then he found that the red cinnabar between the eyebrows that he saw in his memory had disappeared—he thought about it for a while, and he knew that the Zhu family should not know the identity of the young heavenly stem, otherwise it would be based on the fact that the head of the Zhu family has nothing to do. No matter how much you want to cling to the powerful, you will not be willing to marry off a heavenly stem.

But with such finely crafted facial features, it's no wonder that Zhu's family didn't doubt his identity.

He was thinking like this, and when he heard the young man's words, he smiled faintly, thinking that he was really a vindictive person, but his expression was not the slightest, and said humbly: "What you are talking about, how can the younger generation compare with the old ancestors?" ?”

"You can think about it." Yan waved away the hand in front of him, and his eyes fell on the calm Fu Junze.

Fu Yu snorted displeasedly, put his arms around Yan's waist, and said possessively: "I have listened to the chat just now, I don't care about anything else, but I heard you just said that the person you married It's called Zhu Wenlang..."

Hearing this, Fu Junze had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, I heard the old ancestor say: "It is similar to the name of the old man's lover."

After all, he looked at Yan with understanding and pretended to be confused, and called out a shocking name: "Dougou, is this Zhu Wenlang your relative?"

"What do you call me?" Reluctant to be called this, his eyes widened.

"Dog dog." Fu Yu smiled and frowned. When biting people, he looked like a little wolf dog. When he lifted the bed, his wet eyes looked like a pitiful and helpless little milk dog. Isn't it a dog without the head?

Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say that his real name is Yan (ya).

I hate the same pressure, which means to overthrow and suppress. It means the same thing as the second brother who changed his name to the court, implying that the entire God Realm will return to the court. However, he is not as straightforward as the second brother. After all, he has a deadly enemy who cannot be suppressed. Standing there, at least he knew how to save face.

What the hell is a dog?

Treat him like a dog?

I can't bear this grievance.

He wanted to get angry, but the tear glands seemed to feel his emotions, and they suddenly became sour, and the tears that hadn't stopped for a while burst out of his eyes.

As soon as he shed tears, Fu Yu, who was equally sensitive, also had red eyes.

In the hall that suddenly fell silent, there was such a scene - a handsome and flawless man was crying with distress, and a young man with a delicate face and ink-painted brows let the tears roll down his face.The two 'guests' present were dumbfounded.

"It's a nickname for me."

Fu Yu, who came back to his senses, hugged Yan, who was weeping silently, into his arms, and explained with nervous sobs: "Normal people would not use such inauspicious words as 'annoyance' for their offspring, but I can't do it for them." You changed your name, so you came up with a compromise, if you don’t like it, how about I continue to call you Wenyan?”

Yan frowned and kept crying, unable to control it.

He lost his numbness directly, sucked in the letter lingering in his nose, and said numbly: "You can just call me Zhu Wenyan directly, don't use those fancy names, I don't like it."

But these words came with a strong nasal voice, reaching Fu Yu's ears like a little puppy with no attack power, tickling his heart.

He couldn't help tightening his arms, hugged the person in his arms tightly, buried his head and took a deep breath of the rich letter, and then let out a satisfied 'um', without raising his head, he looked at the shocked father and son of the city lord next The two said, "If you have nothing to do, go back first."

The author has something to say: the first half of the overhaul.

感谢在2022-02-2015:10:04~2022-02-2114:35:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: one came from the Civil Affairs Bureau;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ??Dark??Ye??Lishang?, Yilin 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Yu Wan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!