Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

After a cup of tea, Zhong Xue woke up in a daze, don't face, there is no one around.

He rubbed his eyes, turned his head and asked Shen Tingzhi: "Where is your son?"

Shen Tingzhi pointed to the door: "I didn't know what stimulated me just now, so I went out in a hurry, why don't you go and have a look?"

Zhong Xue thought about it, and gave up. Although he didn't know what stimulated Brother Duan, he had a hunch that going out by himself would only be counterproductive, so let nature take its course.

Outside the study, Liang Duan was sitting under the gazebo to compete with himself.

As soon as he came out of the study room, he kept staring at his right index finger, his soul flew into the sky, and some messy scenes floated past his eyes like a lantern.

Thinking about it, the blurry scene gradually became clear——Zhong Xue licked his finger!Zhong Xue licked him!Zhong Xue actually... was so restless in her dream!

After being dazed for a long time, Liang Duan looked at the ruined index finger in pain, took a long breath, and closed his eyes in despair.

Mr. Song was discussing knowledge with the gentleman next door, seeing this, he frowned slightly, and said goodbye to Mr. Na.

"Why is the son here alone?" Mr. Song only took half a step forward.Liang Duan is a student he taught, and he can't understand some eccentricities very well, even if he is his teacher, he should not get too close to him.

Liang Duan turned around: "Take a breath."

Mr. Song smiled: "The old man presumptuously guessed, whether the son should have something on his mind, or it has something to do with the people in the hall."

Liang Duan raised his eyebrows: "How can you see that?"

Mr. Song stroked his goatee and said slyly, "I can tell."

"..." Liang Duan glanced at Mr. Song inexplicably, "You should go back and give lectures."

Mr. Song didn't leave right away, but said: "Excuse me, if you have something you can't think about, you should just face the difficulties. It's really not like your style to make things difficult for yourself."

"Facing the difficulties?" Liang Duan frowned, could it be that he wants to imitate Zhong Xue's... so rough?

Mr. Song didn't know what Liang Duan was thinking at the moment, and continued: "That's right! There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, as the saying goes, sincerity is what makes gold and stone open."

Liang Duan's eyes lit up, can this sentence still be used in this kind of thing?He thought about it for a while, and it seemed that...it wasn't completely unreasonable.

"Mr. Xie for calling." Liang Duan bowed.

Mr. Song hurriedly waved his hand modestly: "The old man is only talking about it, but the world is smart...Since you have figured it out, why don't you go in?"

Liang Duan smiled: "No, I will calm down here alone, and think of a strategy to overcome difficulties by the way."

When a husband and wife quarrel, the husband should be the first to reflect on it. Although it is difficult to lose the integrity of a man, if the family is not peaceful, how can the world be peaceful?When it’s time to lower your body, you can’t hold it up, and you should be soft when you should be soft. Mr. Song sighed. He originally wanted to say this to Liang Duanming, but now that he understands it, he stopped talking nonsense and rolled up his books. The room continued to teach.

When school was over, the scorching sun had just rested, a few dark clouds floated in the sky, and a light rain that didn't wet the clothes.

As soon as he stepped out of the study door, Zhong Xue caught a few drops of rain with his face up: "Xiaoqing, have you brought an umbrella?"

Just as Xu Xiaoqing was about to answer, he closed his mouth resentfully when he raised his head, and retreated to the side with a very winking look.

Liang Duan was dressed in black, with a black folding fan pinned to his waist. He walked up to Zhong Xue with an umbrella, stretched out his hand, and directly pulled Zhong Xue into his arms. He passed behind Zhong Xue's back and put his arms around his shoulders.

After the conversation with Mr. Song, he figured it out. If the evil ones cannot be taught with goodness, they will be overcome with evil. The same is true for the prodigal, although there are many obstacles ahead, they must have the courage to face them , otherwise how can it be a big deal? !

Although Liang Duan also felt that this statement was a bit strange, he was determined to follow suit.

So, at the gate of the academy, under the eyes of everyone, Liang Duan picked up Zhong Xue and put him into the carriage. All the tenderness accumulated for 20 years was released.

Not only Zhong Xue was shocked, but also the surrounding people were shocked, and they gasped in unison.

"I'm not mistaken, is this the son? The vicious Prince Liang's son who loves to beat people in the house?"

"I'm not dreaming, pinch me quickly... I'm so fucking sick! It hurts like hell!"

"Yuan remembers that when the Holy Majesty bestowed the marriage, the prince was so reluctant. I said at the time that men are duplicity guys, look at this favorite, ouch~ I can't bear to look straight at it."

"It doesn't mean that the concubine of this world was interested in King Ping before she got married, but now..."

"I'm all hugging and getting into the carriage here. Those words must be rumors, and you didn't see it? Just now when the prince sent the concubine to the carriage, he even pinched the concubine's ass, tsk~ Hou Men just didn't like it." Same."

"Have it?"

"Yes, I think I saw it too."

Suddenly, the conversation changed, and the people onlookers were unanimously entangled—did Liang Duan pinch Zhong Xue's ass?And there was a protracted debate about it.

Is there any?

Zhong Xue sat on the carriage and touched his butt. Why did he feel that Brother Duan was taking advantage of him when he hugged him? To a certain extent, it doesn't seem like he would do such a thing, is it an illusion?But so true...

Liang Duan boarded the car after parting with his husband for a while, saw Zhong Xue's puzzled face, and asked a question.

Zhong Xue opened her mouth, feeling that it was not easy to talk about, so she smiled dryly: "What Mr. said today is a bit profound, and I didn't fully understand it."

Liang Duan was so attentive today that it was almost strange, upon hearing this, he quickly asked him what he didn't understand, and he was about to explain it himself, Zhong Xue prevaricated in fear.

Fortunately, after arriving home, Liang Duan didn't cling to him. Instead, after whispering a few words to Butler Zhang, he went to the backyard by himself. Zhong Xue didn't know exactly where he went to the backyard, and he didn't see anyone for dinner. He went to bed at night, and he didn't come back until midnight.

Meanwhile, the backyard kitchen.

Liang Duan wore an apron around his waist, swiped a large spoon in his hand, and looked like he wanted to eat people: "I told you to eat, don't you understand?"

The three cooks were shaken by the yelling, and they understood again and again.

"Why don't you eat it quickly?" Liang Duan threw the spoon back into the pot, and watched the three of them with folded arms.

"Eat, just eat."

After the three of them answered indiscriminately, they lowered their heads and gasped at the unrecognizable black charred meat, their eyes hurt a little.

"Why are you standing still, hurry up and eat." Before Liang Duan's attack, Zhang Butler urged.

To be able to eat, who would be so embarrassed?The key point is that the food on this plate is black and smeared, and people will believe that it is cinders. Who knows if eating it will kill people?It is not without lessons learned from the past. In order to please Liang Duan, a cook volunteered to take a sip of the last dish. He was carried out as soon as he swallowed it, and he has not returned until now.

The three of them winked, you let me eat first, I let him eat first, so after a cup of tea, no one moved their chopsticks.

Exhausted of patience, Liang Duan tilted his head and asked coldly, "Could it be that you want me to feed you?"

The three of them were startled, and just about to say no, they heard Liang Duan say, "Don't even think about it! Are you worthy of being compared with him?!"

The three of them stayed in the back kitchen all the year round, they didn't even figure out who this "he" was referring to, and their faces were bewildered.

Butler Zhang hurriedly smoothed things over: "No, no, no, they dare not. Your Excellency, you see that the appearance of this plate is not very respectable, why don't we make it again, and it's not too late to teach them to try it after the appearance is over. "

The three also hurriedly agreed.

"Yeah, look at the color, it's not bright enough."

"The meat is not too tender by visual inspection."

"Yes, yes, and this piece of meat, it was cut too finely."

After all, Liang Duan finally agreed to do it again, raised the kitchen knife, and was about to use the invisible knife technique for killing people that he had learned in his youth, when Fang raised his hand, he was stopped by a cook.

"My lord, this is pork, not a human being. Let's cut it in a more relaxed manner."

After several times, Liang Duan was so angry that he lost his temper, and shook his apron: "Isn't it just a plate of braised pork, why is it so difficult to make! Quit it! Whoever wants to do it will do it!"

The cruel words were released, but the words fell silent, so he picked up the knife in anger and cut off a large piece of pork...

That night, Liang Duan used up all the ingredients stocked in the kitchen to barely control the color of the braised pork from pure black to black with a hint of red.

When he came out of the kitchen, it was almost midnight, butler Zhang sent someone to prepare hot water for bathing, and Liang Duan soaked for nearly an hour before going to rest. smell.

When he returned to the bedroom, Zhong Xue had already fallen asleep.

He carefully rubbed himself onto the bed, originally planning to sleep with Zhong Xue in his arms as usual, but in view of his meaty body, he dragged the corner of the quilt and moved to the side of the bed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, there was a movement behind her. Before she could regain her senses, Zhong Xue hugged his waist, with her upper body half arched and her head resting on his vest.

It wasn't over yet, Zhong Xue didn't know what stimulated her, and after her head was pressed against his vest for a while, she suddenly moved to his neck, and licked the back of his ear satisfyingly.

"..." Liang Duan didn't feel sleepy at all, his body was tougher than the braised pork he made.

He broke off Zhong Xue's hand from his abdomen, gently grabbed it, brought it to his mouth and licked it, it was so sweet, suddenly, a certain place was hot, and an unprecedented feeling curled up in his lower abdomen, waiting for an opportunity hair.

Boldly, he turned over cautiously, held Zhong Xue's face in his hands, and gently rubbed Zhong Xue's chin with his thumb. After a while, he lowered his head to enclose Zhong Xue's lips, and kissed Zhong Xue wantonly for a long time.

Zhong Xue might have noticed something, and moved suddenly.

Feeling guilty, Liang Duan quickly let go of Zhong Xue, folded his hands obediently and put them slightly lower on his chest, closed his eyes tightly, and stood up his ears in a daze.

After a while, Zhong Xue turned over and was silent again.Liang Duan heaved a sigh of relief, and began to act mischievously again...

The next morning, Zhong Xue rubbed her dizzy head and sat up, subconsciously touched her side, Liang Duan was already up.

He had a dream last night, a very strange dream. He dreamed of a stewed meat essence in braised sauce. He looked pretty good-looking, and he resembled Liang Duan so much. Of course, this is not important, the important thing is his body The smell of braised pork is irresistible.

It was the first time he had such a strange but real dream, Zhong Xue took courage and hugged her directly. Anyway, it was a dream, and it doesn’t matter if it’s a bit of a mess. Anyway, no one knows. To his surprise, the braised meat essence also responded She touched him, kissed and touched him, and poked his ass endlessly, with enthusiasm, but in the end he was a little uncomfortable.