Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day - Chapter 33

The spiritual world collapsed, and the desperate Wu Cong drooped his head and walked away in despair.

When the young man came, he was full of energy and fighting spirit, but he buckled his waist when he left. The blue shirt was dragging the dark shadow of the long night, and he looked like a dog with a tail.

Watching Wu Cong and his so-called witnesses flee as far away as possible, Xie Ziyou put his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled happily.

His beautiful peachy eyes were curved beautifully, and he hooked his fingers to Guan Heng, and whispered quietly: “Tell you, I’ve long seen him not pleasing to your eyes!”

Guan Heng looked at the youth’s splendid and gorgeous eyebrows, touched a piece of soft and delicate skin in his hand, and was fascinated-just now Xie Ziyou suddenly took his hand, which really shocked him.

But after regaining his senses, the unparalleled sweetness surged like a tsunami, and the feeling of intertwining with his lover’s fingers was so good that it almost went to his head.

The lover is making his head.

This is simply beautiful like a dream.

Xie Ziyou’s bright white cheeks and straight nose, Guan Heng stared intently, excited, and couldn’t help but whispered: “Youyou, can I kiss you?”

Xie Ziyou was taken aback for a moment, and his ears were red.

He hurriedly skimmed the beginning, pretending to be interested in a pool of burnt grass ashes on the ground, and stammered: “You, what question are you asking?”

That’s stupid!

Can he answer this question?

Answering “No”, doesn’t it hurt the lover’s heart?

But if the answer is “yes”, that would be too shameless!

Xie Ziyou’s shy appearance was extremely cute in Guan Heng’s eyes.

Seeing the boy’s eyes flashing, his cheeks flushed, and his red lips pressed tightly, Guan Heng couldn’t help but want to tease him, so he deliberately pretended to be puzzled and asked, “What’s wrong with this question?”

Of course not!

Xie Ziyou’s pretty eyes stared slightly, thinking that nothing was right, it was too wrong!

“Okay, let me change the question.”

Guan Heng’s eyebrows were crooked, and he changed his words in a kind-hearted manner: “Youyou, can you kiss me?”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

What are these terrible questions!

Is this guy a fool?

He really wanted to pick up the switch and hung his head to see what circuit was inside.

The so-called juvenile storytelling, learning the storybook, learning the love affairs of talented men and beautiful women-do talented men rely on this kind of problem to hook up beautiful women?

“No!” Xie Ziyou was embarrassed and angrily, raising his hand violently, “Kiss, you let me go!”

But Guan Heng’s clenched five fingers were firm as pincers, and firmly grasped Xie Ziyou’s palm.

The slender and powerful fingers are very flexible, and they forcefully inserted between Xie Ziyou’s fingers, and immediately became a cross-fingered posture.

“It’s really windy.”

Guan Heng smiled slyly, the outline of his handsome face was softened by the silky eyes, and the deep starry eyes contained affection.

Above the night, the gray and white light and shadow of the strange butterfly orchid gradually faded, leaving only the outline of the gorgeous floating like aurora, which merged with the sky full of stars, casting a neon-like floating light.

The streamer swept across the outline of the young boy’s deep facial features. He tilted his head slightly, nodded his index finger to his ear, and said softly: “I seem to hear someone shouting “I do”, Yuyou, is that you?”

Xie Ziyou was speechless for a while, his eyes widened in amazement.

This person actually played the game of “referring to a deer as a horse” with him?

He opened his red lips slightly, just about to refute.

But Guan Heng’s movements are faster than him!

The young man suddenly leaned over, pulled a hook on his hand, and dragged the stunned Yuyou into his arms, wrapped his thin waist, lowered his head and accurately found Xiao’s long-thinking lips—

Warm, soft, damp and hot, sweet as honey.

This is not the first time Xie Ziyou has kissed Guan Heng.

But in the previous few times, he was all about feeding medicine, and his impression and mentality of kissing still remained at the level of “skin contact with special meaning”. It is not until today that Xie Ziyou was actually kissed by an eager teenager who took the initiative to kiss. different.

Guan Heng’s kiss is very young, there is no tricky skills, and some are just unrelenting enthusiasm and fierceness.

But with all the momentum, he broke through Xie Ziyou’s line of defense in an instant.

The refreshing breath peculiar to a young man spreads like mercury, pervasive, stirring up Xie Ziyou’s heart and swaying in a trance.

I don’t know how long it has been before, when the two of them were slightly separated, Xie Ziyou’s white cheeks were completely dyed light red, and the delicate peach blossom blush oozes from the depths of the skin, making it more and more delicate and flawless.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes are half open and half closed, like a lake full of moonlight.

He pressed the switch with his white hand to hone his chest, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth hastily, and said in a panic and annoyed: “Who asked you to do it?”

Guan Heng’s eyebrows were crooked and he smiled without talking.

The lover’s duplicity, he had already experienced it.

The more Guan Heng laughed, the more flustered Xie Ziyou was, and his heart became more restless. He flicked his sleeves and turned, his bright white skirt fluttered with the night breeze hunting, and said angrily: “It’s too late, I’m going back to sleep.”

After saying this, he floated in the air and leaped towards the foot of the mountain without looking back.

The young man’s hair fluttered behind him like a waterfall of ink, a galaxy-like luster filled the stars, the temple horns were faintly blue, and the valve tips trembled slightly in the wind.

Guan Heng stood on the hillside, looking at Xie Ziyou’s spine, his heart bit by bit, filled with satisfaction and dissatisfaction.

It’s great, the boy thought.

Although he didn’t want to be separated from his lover at this moment, he couldn’t see every second of Xie Ziyou, it was almost tormented for him.

But no, Guan Heng thought to himself, he needs to be patient.

Just like hunting, use a long wait to dissolve the vigilance and vigilance of the prey, and approach it bit by bit.

Give all your attention and patience beyond ordinary people, and finally you can stretch your arms lightly and gently embrace the flower that you have identified early in the morning.

He can’t scare You You.

Slow, slow, prepare for a protracted battle…

After doing a good job of psychological construction, Guan Heng began to slowly descend.

But not long after walking, the young man saw with sharp eyes, under the shadow of the foot of the mountain, the eaves teeth were continuous, and a white figure stood quietly on the slightly steep eaves for a month.

The skirt corners are floating, the blue silk is flying, the ice blue profound strength is clear and agile, like a skirt lingering, elegant as a fairy.

“Fairy” hesitated, kicking the tile eaves with his toes annoyingly.

Seeing Guan Heng descended from the mountain, Xie Ziyou hurriedly turned around, deliberately keeping his eyes away, and whispered; “Hey, your yard is too shabby.”

There are no green plants, the walls are gray, and the facilities in the house are not complete. How can people live?

In order to test his identity, he didn’t have the aura of the master who was staying in the formation center-really annoying.

“On my side, you can clean up…Hey, I’m not inviting you!”

“Say in advance, there are no vacancies in my yard, I just said, if you beg me very urgently, I can’t pack up and squeeze out some place…”

The long moon is like washing, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

As if a spring breeze arrives every night, his soft tail hooks Guan Heng’s heart, and gently blows on the branches of the thousands of trees, his heart shakes, and large clusters of gorgeous red bloom immediately.

The young man strained his mouth desperately to prevent himself from smiling too clearly.

But joy flows out like a waterfall, pouring out from the bottom of my eyes.

He worked hard to build his heart all the way, exhausted his patience in the heart book, and the densely written “slow” words were all scrapped in an instant.

Like a jade hitting a stone, colored glaze fell to the ground, but it shattered the most beautiful notes between heaven and earth.

“Okay.”

Guan Heng’s voice is soft and light, his arms stretched out straight, and he beckoned to Xie Ziyou, whose ears were flushed on the eaves and looked away.

“Youyou, please.”

…

The pink ambiguous feelings spread quietly under the starry sky, and the moonlight overflowed the window and flowed to the distant sky.

Under the same starry sky, the slumped long figure ran all the way, with a messy hair bun, and he had no intention of tidying up, and broke into the small courtyard with a disheveled hair.

There was a light yellow oil lamp in the courtyard, and the teenager who had been waiting for a long time under the lamp hurriedly got up and called out in surprise: “Brother Cong, are you back? I didn’t wait long, I just came—huh?”

Wu Cong’s embarrassed appearance fell into the eyes of the teenager. Wu Zhengying was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: “Brother, are you fighting with someone?”

Listening to the word “fight”, Wu Cong felt a pain in his heart.

The young man grabbed his hair impatiently and said perfunctorily: “What are you doing again?”

“I, I am…”

Wu Zhengying lowered her head in a panic, rubbing her hands in her sleeves for a long time, and cautiously said: “Brother, I want to go to Luoling to practice.”

“Then go!”

The teenager bowed his head shyly: “Brother Cong, I don’t want my family to know, can you… help me hide it?”

The young man was still immersed in the frustration just now, his expression was gloomy, and his head was full of “what are the junior sister and the kid doing now”, Wu Zhengying’s words flowed through his ears, and immediately flowed out from the other side like water, completely Not entertained.

It wasn’t until the teenager called out a few anxiously that Wu Cong flicked his sleeves irritably, and said impatiently: “What do you want to mess with? Don’t go!”

Wu Zhengying: “…QAQ”

The young man drooped his eyebrows in distress, leaned his hands into his arms and pulled them for a long time, and pulled out an inconspicuous booklet.

“Brother Cong,” he said anxiously, “It’s finally my turn to read this “Encyclopedia of Lingzhi Profound Beasts”. I think many things in it are very practical. Would you like to…”

Wu Cong snatched the booklet before he finished speaking.

The night became darker, and the dark shade of the trees cast a mottled shadow on the two of them.

The young man’s slender brows were tightly twisted together, and his eyes full of anger and disdain swept across the brown book cover, but the knuckles pinching the spine of the book faintly burst into blue veins, pinching clear finger marks on the pages of the book.

“Did you look at this thing too?”

There was sparks in Wu Cong’s eyes, and he almost gritted his teeth and suffocated every sentence: “You—you are also sending, spirit, and planting to that bastard?”

Wu Zhengying was stunned and said: “Yes, brother, it was not my turn today. I spent 30,000 gold and collected two hundred phalaenopsis orchids from other people, and then I grabbed the spot ahead of time.”

As he said that, the young man smiled and said a little embarrassed: “Brother Cong, there are some other brochures, I have read them too.”

“It’s so good, especially the sentence “One leap, you can’t take ten steps; a horse can drive ten times, and you can’t give up.” It makes sense—”

“boom!!”

The bright yellow profound energy suddenly gushed out, with the force of breaking through the air, with the young man’s long sleeves waving, he slammed on a stone table in front of the young man.

At Wu Zhengying’s suddenly horrified gaze, the stone table flicked twice and fell apart.

The pure white marble reflected the white moonlight and crashed to the ground, smashing into a series of roars like mountains and cracks.

“… Brother Cong?”

The boy’s lips trembled, and he called out cautiously.

With a kick, Wu Cong stepped a stone table in front of him into scum, with a hideous face, and pointed his finger outside the courtyard: “Go!”

Wu Zhengying hugged her head in a panic, shrank and shivered on the ground.

But the young man was not reconciled, raised his head tremblingly, looked pitifully at his brother from his fingers, and shouted aggrievedly: “Brother Cong! What did I do wrong Brother Cong!”

“Get out of here right away!”

Wu Cong was so angry that his voice was broken, and his voice was so hoarse that he almost roared. His handsome facial features were twisted into a ball. His exquisite brocade clothes and long sleeves were firmly held in his palm. The arc.

“Eating inside and out-I don’t have a brother like you!”