I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

With malice, Huo Ran rubbed Rong Huai's neck with his rough palm, but the warm and delicate skin under his palm gradually diverted his attention.

Feeling the slender and soft touch, his heart was hot and his heart was beating fast, and the tingling sensation climbed up his back. He hurriedly let go of his hand, and only then did he get rid of the comfortable feeling of tingling scalp.

In the huge study room, his heavy and embarrassing breathing could be clearly heard.

He averted his eyes hastily in a panic, but his eyes didn't look, but his sense of smell became sharp again. He smelled the calming fragrance from Rong Huai's shoulders, which was faint and touching, and made his heart beat further out of rhythm.

When Huo Ran was about to do something, the system became excited. It was worried about the host, but it also wanted to see the host roll over.

However, it waited and waited until Huo Ranru shook off his hand like a fire.

The system was frustrated like a punctured ball: ... Huo Ran, Dad is very disappointed in you.

When Rong Huai woke up, he noticed that the system was in a low mood. Even Huo Ran... He looked up, and Huo Ran lowered his eyes to avoid his sight. uneasy.

However, Rong Huai didn't spend too much time on Huo Ran in the next month. The New Year's Eve is the biggest festival of the year, and the Rong's house is full of lights and festoons, and he has to decide everything inside and out.

The end of the new year is the golden age for the flow of business and goods around the world. Rong Huai is busy in the study almost all day long. He has five money piles under him. Now he has officially changed his name to the money bank, accepting people's deposits and giving them interest, so he has a lot of money in his hands. With cash, more goods can be exchanged.

Huo Ran returned home at the end of the year and spent half a day offering sacrifices to his ancestors. On the ridge of the field, he could vaguely see women and boys from the [-]th and [-]th passing by. Seeing him, he seemed to want to come forward to thank him, but he hesitated to stand where he was. He glanced at it indifferently and then looked away.

His father was not at home, presumably he had fallen into Rong Huai's hands, thinking of Rong Huai made him palpitate inexplicably and upset.

When he reached the entrance of the village, Li Changzhu walked over with a cane, followed by his grandson Li Yun, a handsome, elegant and handsome young man.

"Huo Ran," the head of the village beckoned: "Yun'er was admitted as a scholar. You know about this. He will go to the Gongyuan Township Examination after the next year. The mountains and rivers are far away... Can you help me to talk to the young master so that you can let him go?" How many people did he send to help out on the road?"

Saying that, Li Chang and Li Yun were about to kneel down while leaning on crutches.

Huo Ran thought to himself, how could he have any affection, he and the young master are just master-servant relationship, how can he talk to the young master?

However, the village chief had been kind to his family in the early years. Back then, his father's leg was maimed by Rong Zhai's slaves. It was the village chief who drove the bullock cart overnight to the county to invite a doctor. Otherwise, his father might not even be able to save his life.

When Huo Ran thought of Rong Zhai, the emotions in his chest were extremely complicated, as if he didn't show it on the surface: "I will try my best."

The chief thanked him again and again, and Li Yun also lifted his clothes and knelt down.

Mr. Xiucai still has a bit of face in the village, and he is willing to kneel down to Huo Ran, an illiterate man, which shows that Li Yun has a pure heart and a good heart.

Come out to worship the ancestors, but bear a heavy responsibility.

Huo Ran walked back with heavy steps. Returning to Rong Zhai was like entering another world. Outside the villagers were dressed in sackcloth and barefoot, and they couldn't even afford to light oil lamps during the Chinese New Year. .

Rong Huai has been quite busy recently, and he is rarely called over to wait on him, only when he is having meals, he will be asked to solve the meat dishes that he does not eat.

When he returned to Rong's house, Rong Huai had just used up the decoction. The house was as warm as spring, and he couldn't feel a trace of coldness. He looked up and saw Huo Ran standing at the door, and Rong Huai put down the medicine bowl: "Come in, what are you doing standing outside?"

Huo Ran walked into the house obediently, his outer shirt was covered with a layer of snow, and now it turned into water when he felt the temperature inside the house, he took off his outer shirt at the door, and walked to Ronghuai in only thin obscene clothes .

Rong Huai rested on the beauty's back, propped his chin to read, and did not lift his head: "How about worshiping ancestors today?"

Huo Ran's vocal cords were hoarse due to the cold wind: "Everything is going well."

"That's good," Rong Huai lifted off the brocade quilt, revealing his slender and long white legs, and stepped on the carpet with his well-proportioned feet. He was going to get the chessboard on the shelf, but he didn't expect this body to be so inappropriate. Yes, after walking two steps, his knees softened and he almost fell down. Huo Ranyuan was kneeling on the ground, but his attention was on Rong Huai, and he caught him without thinking.

Rong Huai bumped his forehead against Huo Ran's strong and hard chest, gasped, and was a little annoyed for a moment: "What do you eat, you are so strong..."

The moment Rong Huai threw himself into his arms, Huo Ran felt that his breath was about to be filled with a faint breath, his chest was burning hot, the familiar tingling went up from his spine again, and the roots of his ears gradually turned red.

But then, he noticed the bruises on Rong Huai's knees, squatted down and asked, "...Is the young master injured?"

"I accidentally knocked on it today," Rong Huai didn't care.

What a delicate and frail little boy.Huo Ran thought to himself.

He straightened up and put Rong in his arms and put him back on the soft couch, "If you want to take something, young master, just ask Que'er."

Rong Huai did not try to be brave, and pointed in a direction: "Your upper left corner, the third grid from left to right."

Rong Zhai spends money like water, even has many sets of chess pieces, coral ones, agate ones... Huo Ran took down the chess cup and handed it to Rong Huai, Rong Huai randomly dropped two pieces, his fingers paused: "You are blocking the light."

Huo Ran was tall and strong, standing in front of the soft couch cast a large shadow, upon hearing this, he immediately took two steps back.

Rong Huai understood Huo Ran, even better than himself, and asked casually: "What else do you want?"

Thinking of the chief's entrustment, Huo Ran was about to tell the whole story, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into: "Young master...do you have any medicine?"

As soon as the words came out, Huo Ran was shocked. He couldn't tell what kind of mood he felt when he saw the bruise. It was really not a happy mood. Even Rong Huai's legs were hidden in the brocade quilt again. Still reluctantly forgetting, even... asking such caring words.

Rong Huai played with Bai Zi in his palm: "No."

The fleshy and well-proportioned palm is pale and transparent like porcelain, with pale blood vessels faintly visible, and the fingertips are haloed under the light, which is whiter and softer than the white chess made of fat jade.

Huo Ran lowered his brows and eyes, he should hate Rong Huai, but now he couldn't help worrying, after all... the little boy is so delicate and white, and the bruises on it are too dazzling.

"Please ask the slave to apply the medicine for the young master."

Rong Huai looked at him with great interest, and pointed in the direction: "The medicine is in the drawer."

This body is indeed delicate and frail, but every bump is either bruised here or burnt red there, so the doctor prescribed ointment for Rong Huai and kept it in the study.

Huo Ran knelt on the ground to apply the medicine to Rong Huai, his slender legs were hanging down on the edge of the soft couch, his jade white feet were held in his hands, the soles of the feet were soft, and the blood on the back of the feet was like a light blue mist, coated by candlelight. Huo Ran has never seen such beautiful feet.

Even the chess stones made of mutton fat jade are not as good as one or two.

He carefully applied the warm medicine to the bruise, and then slowly pushed it away with the palm of his hand. He leaned his arms on the beauty's back, closed his eyes, and looked lazy.

The two were very close, the bitter medicinal fragrance and the familiar Ningshen fragrance kept rushing into his lungs, but Huo Ran focused all his attention on his hands, the white jade-like skin in his palms was stained red under his caress , he felt that he was brittle from tailbone to spine.

After finally taking the medicine, there was a fine layer of hot sweat on his back, Rong Huai asked: "Is there anything else you need?"

This was indeed a good time, Huo Ran told the whole story about Li Yun: "On the way back from worshiping the ancestors, I met the head of the village and Li Yun, the head of the village begs you to send some people to escort Li Yun to the township test .”

Rong Huai smiled and "slapped" and said, "No wonder you are so courteous today, you are begging me for this matter."

Huo Ran's eyes widened in astonishment, and he opened his mouth, wanting to explain that it was not because of Li Yun that he took the initiative to give him the medicine.

But when he opened his mouth halfway, he stopped again. If it wasn't for being courteous, then why?

Is it because he feels sorry for Ronghuai?

Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat.

Rong Huai's words caught his attention again: "Since you want my help, play a game of chess with me. If you can win, I will help Li Yun."

Huo Ran has indeed learned some chess skills from Rong Huai in the past few months, but he has only scratched the surface. It is just a three-legged cat's kung fu. Now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to grab Hei Zi: "Do your best."

An hour later, Huo Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "The slave won."

Rong Huai raised her eyebrows slightly, and smiled with her chin propped up: "In this way, I will accept Li Yun's business."

"Que'er," he said softly again: "You need to know that I only agreed to this matter because you spoke."

Huo Ran suddenly raised his head, Rong Huai's words mean... because of his face, did he give Li Yun a favor?

Rong Huai let go of Baizi in his palm, "Okay, I'm tired, you go out."

Huo Ran hesitated for a while, and after kowtowing, he slowly withdrew.After exiting the study, the cold wind blew to wake up a lot. I was immersed in chess and fighting before, and now I just come back to it.

How can his triangular cat kung fu compare to Rong Huai?It must be tolerance for him.

He was clearly far away from the study room where people were devoured, but Rong Huai's twinkling eyes seemed to be still in front of him, Huo Ran shook his head, the person he should hate was so heart-wrenching, his hands seemed to squeeze The silk thread pulls his heart and soul.

Huo Ran absentmindedly walked slowly on the back path, suddenly there was a rustling sound from the deserted grass, and then a delicate girl in a yellow skirt came out.

It is Liu Lingzhi who suffers from learning the rules every day.

Those two old nuns had stayed in the palace all their lives, the best of the best, how could they listen to her sweet words and teach her for two months according to the palace rules.

Liu Lingzhi was crying and shouting tiredly all day long, vowing in her heart that the day she raped Huo Ran, she must teach this old nanny a lesson!

Now that she has the opportunity, she can't wait to run out to find Huo Ran to brush her face.

"I finally found you," Liu Lingzhi patted her chest exaggeratedly, took out a tightly wrapped oil-paper package from her arms, and smiled eagerly: "Huo Ran, I left you some cakes, eat them quickly." To fill my stomach, these days I was forced to learn the rules from my mother, so I finally got time to run out."

Huo Ran frowned, Liu Lingzhi thought he was embarrassed to eat alone, so he opened the oiled paper bag, and the warm pastry exuded a delicate fragrance: "I just brought it from the kitchen, you half and I half."

Unexpectedly, Huo Ran looked at her and said, "Who are you?",