Transmigrated as a Rich and Vicious Widow

Chang Qing passively accepted Lu Zheng's kiss, his hands and feet went limp.

He is not a person with heavy desires, but he is a man after all, not a person with ascetic desires, just a kiss, he had a bad reaction.

Chang Qing's struggle weakened, and in the end he couldn't even move a single finger.

Lu Zheng sucked his lips so that they became red and swollen, then touched Chang Qing's lips and kissed Chang Qing's lips before pulling away a little, with a smile in his voice and a little complacency, "Are you comfortable?"

Chang Qing's hands and feet were still weak, and his eyes were blurred. He looked at Lu Zheng in front of him, and it took him a while to realize that he started to struggle again. This time, Lu Zheng let go of his hand and let him stand still. Straighten up.

"You, how could you be like this all of a sudden." Chang Qing accused him in a panic while wiping his lips.

"Which way?" Lu Zheng stood up straight, the elevator door had already opened, he stretched out his hand to pull Chang Qing again, Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, then broke away lightly.

Lu Zheng licked his lips and said softly, "Don't you like it?"

Chang Qing thought about the feeling just now, and said against his will: "I don't like it."

Lu started to laugh, and his voice was like a small brush gently scratching Chang Qing's ears, "I like it very much." He lowered his head and glanced at Chang Qing.body, there is an indescribable taste in the smile.

Chang Qing slowly pulled down the hem of the sweater, blocking that part with some embarrassment.

He is still a boy at this age, and his body is too young, so it's no wonder that he responds to a kiss.

Lu Zheng smiled, and his voice became hoarse, "I'm hard too."

Chang Qing: "..."

He couldn't help but look down at Lu Zheng's bottom, but Lu Zheng was wearing a coat and he couldn't see it.

Lu Zheng said, "That Lin Yifeng is interested in you."

Chang Qing didn't speak, but Qiao Zhenran's resounding words came out of his mind, "Sisters grind b, and the sky strikes with lightning."

He was shocked and wanted to say that it was impossible, but they had already reached the door and it was difficult to talk, so he swallowed the words again.

But Lu Zheng was reluctant to let go, he said: "Don't get too close to him."

Chang Qing took the key and opened the door, Lu Zheng leaned down slightly, and whispered in his ear, "Otherwise, I'll kiss you in front of him."

Chang Qing: "..."

Chang Qing couldn't help but glanced at him, his lips moved, "Don't make a fuss, show off!"

The door opened, and Lu Zheng didn't say anything. They entered the door, and Lu Hua ran up to them, looking at the faces of the two of them. She could feel that Lu Zheng's mood seemed to be much better. She rolled her eyes and muttered He said, "Why did you go there for so long?"

Lu Zheng patted her on the head, "Don't worry about it."

Lu Hua was patted by him, but she was not angry. She took the medicine and took a few pills with water.

Chang Qing thinks that she is really dedicated, and if the rich second generation can't get along, she might be able to enter the entertainment circle.

Lin Yifeng poked his head out from the kitchen and said to Chang Qing, "Chang Qing, come here and taste how it tastes."

Chang Qing put down the water glass and was about to walk to the kitchen when he raised his foot. Lu Zhen stretched out his hand to hold him, raised his chin, and said unhurriedly, "You sit, I'll go."

Chang Qing: "...Oh."

He watched Lu Zheng enter the kitchen helplessly.

He absently sat down next to Zhang Xinyu, Zhang Xinyu's scrutinizing eyes fell on him, and said softly: "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Chang Qing came back to his senses, and was taken aback for a moment, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xinyu said slowly, "Your lips are so swollen..."

Chang Qing: "..."

He smiled awkwardly, his eyes fell on the ring on his hand, and suddenly felt that it was a little dazzling, so he put his hand in his pocket.

Over there, Lu Zheng entered the kitchen, saw the dishes on the counter, and said inexplicably, "You are good at cooking."

Lin Yifeng didn't know Lu Zheng, and thought he was Chang Qing's friend. He gave him a questioning look in his eyes, and said in a dull tone, "You take the food out."

Lu stared at him blankly, and said directly, "Chang Qing is mine."

Lin Yifeng paused, looked at him inexplicably, and said with a smile: "Are you taking an oath of sovereignty?"

Lu Zhen raised his chin, and said in a bad tone: "I know what you are thinking, you are also a smart person, you know what I am talking about, stay away from him."

Lin Yifeng wiped his hands, and said in a flat tone: "Take out the dishes, there are three more dishes, I can't do it alone, call Chang Qing for me."

Lu Zhen didn't continue to say anything, he took out the dishes, saw Chang Qing, his cold face immediately softened, and said to Chang Qing: "Your friend said he couldn't do it alone, so he called you to help. "

Anyway, he has already warned, that little boy who is smarter should know what to do.

Chang Qing glanced at his expression, but without speaking, he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Lin Yifeng didn't tell him about Lu Zheng, but directed him to clean up the remaining ingredients, cut them up and put them on plates, and started cooking.

Chang Qing glanced at Lin Yifeng and said, "The man just now was my younger brother."

Lin Yifeng let out an "oh" and laughed, "But you don't look like it."

Chang Qing said, "It's not my own."

Lin Yifeng nodded, "No wonder."

He fried a few times, put down the lid, turned to look at him, and noticed Chang Qing's lips with just one glance, Chang Qing noticed his eyes, covered his face with his arms in a little panic, turned his head to look at the window, and tried his best to speak Said calmly: "This range hood is still a little bit worse, it's a bit hot, isn't it?"

Lin Yifeng paused for a long time before saying, "It's a bit hot, you should open the window."

Chang Qing responded and reached out to open the window.

But at this moment, Lin Yifeng grabbed Chang Qing's arm that blocked his face, and pulled his hand away.

"What's the matter with your lips?" Lin Yifeng placed his other hand on Chang Qing's face, and gently stroked his lower lip with his thumb.

Chang Qing was stiff, and he didn't know how swollen it was, but Zhang Xinyu and Lin Yifeng noticed it at a glance. He bit the bullet and made up a reason: "I ate something spicy, so..."

Lin Yifeng frowned, then let go, and said lightly, "Really?"

Chang Qing: "Yes."

He grabbed Lin Yifeng's palm and wanted to pull his hand away, but he didn't expect that Lin Yifeng was so strong that he failed for a while.

Lin Yifeng's thumb sank into the corner of Chang Qing's mouth, and there was some complicated light in his eyes, "Are you forced?"

Chang Qing paused, "Huh?"

Lin Yifeng said: "He forced you, didn't he?"

He said, let go of the hand touching Chang Qing's lips, looked at him, as if waiting for his answer.

Chang Qing realized that Lin Yifeng knew about Lu Zheng and him, so he couldn't help being stunned. He tentatively asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Lin Yifeng said: "The man who went down with you just now, did he kiss you?"

Chang Qing didn't dare to say anything.

He felt guilty, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Lin Yifeng, and said vaguely: "No."

Lin Yifeng looked at him and said nothing.

After a long time, he asked, "Do you like him?"

Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, then denied, "I don't like it."

Lin Yifeng said: "That's his wishful thinking."

Chang Qing didn't know how he came to this conclusion, but after turning his mind a little, he knew what Lu Zheng had probably said to him.

...This cp can't be smashed anymore, it can be regarded as dismantled by him.

Chang Qing twitched the corners of his lips, not knowing what to say. He still wanted to match the two of them, but now that he dared to reveal his intention, Lin Yifeng would definitely not respond if he dared to reveal his intention. of.

Thinking of this result, Chang Qing simply closed his mouth.

Lin Yifeng suddenly reached out and took Chang Qing's hand, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think of me?"

Chang Qing's mind suddenly short-circuited, and he was a little confused about the situation in front of him, "...you are fine."

He pulled his hand, but found that he couldn't pull it out. Only then did he realize that Lin Yifeng was really much taller than him, and even his palms were slender. Looking at him from this angle, he felt somewhat condescending and uncomfortable.

To be precise, it should be a sense of oppression.

Lin Yifeng suppressed his voice and said: "I won't force you, how about we get along slowly? Just like before."

Chang Qing let out an "ah" and was still a little dazed, but when his eyes touched Lin Yifeng's, his heart trembled, as if he understood something, he looked at him incredulously, and blurted out: "Didn't you suffer?"

Lin Yifeng frowned, "You mean 0?"

Chang Qing said: "I'm a subordinate...I'm not number one."

Lin Yifeng's brows relaxed, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said with a smile: "I'll do it, don't bother you."

Chang Qing: "..."

"…………"

Chang Qing asked in disbelief: "How could you be 1?"

Lin Yifeng laughed and said: "Why can't it be 1, I have never been 0, and I have never been 1. If you are 1, I can be 0, but if you are 0, I can be 1. There is no problem with body position. Do what you can."

Chang Qing: "..."

Lin Yifeng was in a better mood. Now that he had mentioned the body position, it meant that Chang Qing also had intentions. He laughed, stretched out his hand to pinch Chang Qing's chin, and lowered his head to kiss him.

Chang Qing shivered and pushed him away.

Lin Yifeng looked at him with a good temper, with a faint gentle light in his eyes, "I was in a hurry, I'm sorry."

Chang Qing was speechless, he simply turned his head and walked out.

Lin Yifeng didn't stop him, he remembered that there was still cooking in the pot, and looked back at the pot, but luckily it wasn't burnt, so he calmed down and continued cooking.

Chang Qing sat back on the sofa with sloppy steps. Lu Hua sat next to him and whispered, "Qingqing, what did you and my brother do after going out?"

Chang Qing: "...it's nothing, children don't ask."

Lu Hua said: "My brother has been unhappy when he came here, now you look at him, he seems to be in a good mood."

Chang Qing reached out and grabbed her ear, "He told you to pretend to have a stomachache?"

Lu Hua yelled, showing an innocent expression, "No, really not, I really have a stomachache."

Chang Qing let go of his hand and did not continue to pursue it. At this time, Lu Zheng brought him a large piece of orange that had already been peeled.

Chang Qing raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Before he could move, Lu Hua took the orange in Lu Zhen's hand first, and smiled sweetly: "Thank you brother."

Lu Zheng: "It's not for you."

Lu Hua paused, "Isn't it for me?"

She nodded, "Oh, it's for Qingqing, right?"

She laughed, divided another half of the orange, and brought it to Chang Qing's mouth.

Chang Qing paused, unable to refuse, opened his mouth, and bit the slice of orange in his mouth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lu Zheng's face, and saw him looking at him, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, his eyes were full of hints.

Chang Qing: "..."

Looking at Lu Zheng like this, while his face was hot, a sentence popped up in his mind: He is so coquettish.