Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Mian couldn't help but self-examine why every time someone raised conditions with him, the live broadcast room always had this style of painting.

Could it be that it's really an anchor and an audience?

Once, he was also a serious anchor (lighting a cigarette melancholy).

He was melancholy, Yun Cheng came up to him and said in a low voice: "This king wants you to move to Lan Yuan."

Shen Mian: "..."

Please, don't pant when you speak, he was still a little excited when he heard the first half of the sentence.

Shen Mian lowered her eyes and said decisively: "No."

He is still not sure whether Yuncheng is the son of destiny, so he should not act rashly.

Yuncheng asked: "Why?"

Shen Mian replied: "My lord, this is against the rules. Zi'an is a man, so he cannot contribute to the palace. The lord will always take concubines in the future. I live in Lanyuan, which will only add to the trouble."

Yun Cheng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "When did this king say he wants to take a concubine?"

Shen Mian rummaged through the memory of the original owner. It seemed that after Shen Huai's identity was revealed, the old concubine made the decision herself and brought two concubines' rooms in.

But they were all thrown to the west courtyard by Yuncheng, which is no different from being thrown into the cold palace.

This person, Yuncheng, has always been ruthless to those who look down on him, just like he was to Shen Huai.

He pondered for a moment, then uttered cold words with his thin lips: "Your Highness should also know that there will always be such a day that the huge Chengwang Mansion cannot be without an heir, sooner or later."

Yun Cheng listened, only to feel that he was slapped severely.

He wanted to stay with him forever, but this man had already planned to share him with another woman.

The young man in front of him lowered his brows and was pleasing to the eye, well behaved, his every word and deed could not be faulted, which made Yuncheng's teeth itch with hatred.

Yuncheng sneered, stroked his palms and said, "As expected of being the son of the Hou family, such a concubine, she should be a model of a good wife, and I really respect you."

He approached suddenly, pinched Shen Mian's jaw, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"Don't regret it."

After saying that, she let go of Shen Mian, stopped looking at him, and left on her own.

Seeing him getting angry, Shen Mian was also a little funny, and said in her heart that she was not in a hurry to coax him, and let's see what tricks he played.

The most urgent thing is to find Xiang Tianqi and test his luck.

Shen Zhou was sent back to the Hou's Mansion by the people of the Wang's Mansion, and the group of servants he brought with him naturally wanted to go back together.

If it was later, people might have left.

***

Qianqiuyuan.

Shen Mian rushed to Xiang Tianqi's residence, only to find that her bags had been packed, and Xiang Tianqi was standing on the porch. The man was tall and straight, as clear and handsome as ink bamboo, and frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Mian walked towards him and called out, "Mr. Xiang."

Xiang Tianqi looked back at him, a flash of light quickly flashed across his eyes, and replied, "My lord."

Shen Mian smiled and said, "Mr. Xiang hasn't left yet, could he be waiting."

Xiang Tianqi saw him walking slowly, the young man only smiled slightly, all the flowers behind him lost their color, it seemed that there was only this beauty in the world, he seemed to be choked by someone, and he didn't answer for a long time.

He was waiting for him, and he also thought that he couldn't wait for him.

Shen Mian walked in front of him, bent her lips into a smile, and said, "Mr. doesn't answer, Shen Huai has to be affectionate, and Mister acquiesces."

Xiang Tianqi looked at him and said in a low voice, "It's not that I'm being sentimental."

His voice was very small, very soft, like a whisper, Shen Mian couldn't hear clearly, so she raised her eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously.

Xiang Tianqi said: "It's not that you are being sentimental, Xiang is indeed waiting for you."

He took out a painting from his sleeve, handed it to Shen Mian, and said: "Xiang has received many favors from the young master, and he can't repay you. This painting is a little bit of kindness."

Shen Mian took the scroll, unfolded it, and saw that the person in the painting was him.

A boy of seventeen or eight years old, dressed in white clothes, holding a pot of fine wine in jade hands, pink lips slightly curved, leaning on the carved railing, his expression is cold, his obsessive face makes people dare not approach him Expensive and arrogant.

With Shen Mian's critical eyes, it cannot be said that he did not draw well.

Xiang Tianqi said: "Although it's not as good as my son's case, Xiang has a sincere heart. If you dislike it, just throw it away, don't worry too much."

Shen Mian asked, "Why?"

Xiang Tianqi was taken aback.

Naturally, it was because he was an unknown junior, and his paintings were not worth a lot of money, so he was not worthy of his status as a teenager.

Shen Mian put the painting away, and said with a smile, "I like it very much, I will definitely keep it as a good collection."

After saying that, he said "thank you" sincerely.

Xiang Tianqi's chest suddenly ached, and he thought to himself, could it be that he was bewitched, or why every time he saw him, he was only more addicted than the last time, more and more muddy.

Shen Mian said: "Since I accepted Mr.'s painting, I should give Mr. a gift in return."

He frowned slightly, seemingly troubled.

Xiang Tianqi looked at him for a moment, and couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes. He was about to persuade him not to worry too much. He didn't want any return gift, but the young man leaned in front of him and asked softly, "I don't know what sir wants?" ?”

Xiang Tianqi's breathing was stagnant.

This distance is too close, extremely dangerous.

But the young man's eyes were full of innocence and sincerity, and he approached him unconsciously. His figure was reflected in his pair of peach blossom eyes as clear as glazed glass. Easy to pick.

An irresistible temptation.

Reason told him that this place is Prince Cheng's Mansion, and the young man in front of him is someone else's wife.

But King Cheng didn't love him, he didn't treat him well, he always made him sad, such a person, why should he have him.

If the person he married was himself, if he could have him, he would definitely protect this young man at the tip of his heart, and would not cause him to suffer the slightest grievance, let alone make him sad and drunk himself.

The depression that had been stuck in his chest suddenly gushed out.

Some feelings, the more repressed they are, the more destructive they are.Xiang Tianqi's rationality finally fell apart under the repeated approach and temptation of Shen Mian.He suddenly grabbed Shen Mian's slender wrist and led her into the house.

Shen Mian only heard a "bang", the door was closed with a force, followed by a whirlwind, he was pressed on the bed by Xiang Tianqi, unable to move.

The man's eyes were dark, "You asked me what I want, and I only want you."

Saying this, he was extremely relaxed.

What kind of friendship between gentlemen, what kind of etiquette, righteousness and shame, he is just a layman, what he wants is just so simple.

He just wants him!

"……Want me?"

The young man's usual cold face showed a bit of confusion and a hint of loss. Xiang Tianqi didn't give him a chance to back down. He bent down and blocked the young man's slightly parted lips, plundering and encroaching wantonly. Strength, as if wanting to swallow the boy in his arms.

Shen Mian pretended to be reserved to avoid his kiss, pushed his chest away, her words were flustered, and she murmured: "Mr. Xiang, Xiang Tianqi..."

Shen Mian called him several times, but the man didn't respond, his eyes were full of obsession, following the instinct to chase those two petals, he had tasted the sweet lips countless times in his dreams.

This taste is far better than the dream, a hundred times, a thousand times better.

Shen Mian half pushed and half kissed him, and felt that the man's lips were along the side of his neck, all the way to the collarbone, but he didn't think it was enough, so he tore off the jade-encrusted moon white belt around his waist, and his clothes were ripped to pieces. .

Shen Mian frowned slightly, turned her head, and looked at the background of the system.

On the light screen of the monitor, the orange area.

Luck level: S level.

Shen Mian: "..."

Destiny's Child still brings wholesale production?