Marriage is not easy [Transmigration Book]

The teacup in Wen Yelan's hand dropped in response.

Qu Mo was taken aback by his action, jumped off the slum and ran to Xiao Jin's side, hugging Xiao Jin's legs tightly.

Xiao Jin still had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Young Master, Master Ling Que went to Liu Quanyong's mansion alone." Da Qing sullenly looked serious.

Xiao Jin lowered his eyes, and his eyes slowly fell on the invitation on the table.

"What about others?"

Liu Quanyong was sitting on a tiger-headed brown square chair, gently stroking the jade finger on his thumb, and under his legs lay a delicate young man in obscene clothes.The young man obediently lay on Liu Quanyong's lap, his fingers slid gently up and down, he looked up at the person who came to report in the center of the lobby, his eyes were like silk, his white legs swayed from time to time, his obscene clothes followed His movements moved up a little, and the boy's smooth and delicate legs were completely exposed, and the hidden lower body was faintly visible, which made the big man quietly swallowed his saliva.

Liu Dayong struggled to look away from the seductive young man, bent down and replied: "Master Liu, we arranged Mr. Ling Que in Zhuxinyuan, and sent two guards to guard the door."

"Haha, good!" Liu Quanyong patted his thigh happily, "An actor, what I like can be reversed. Zhou Ping is not good at doing things, and he can't even invite an actor to come to his house for a gathering." !"

Liu Dayong thought of being dragged out to reward Zhang Xing, and now Zhou Ping, who was half dead in the room, broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.He stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat, and said cautiously: "Master Liu is absolutely right."

"Zhou Ping is just pretending to be smart. It's just that an unknown person can be frightened and run back. If he can't bring him back, why do I need you trash!" Liu Quanyong slammed his fist on the table and cursed angrily. .

"Yes, yes, Mr. Liu scolded you rightly. We little ones just worship Mr. Liu for your brilliance and martial arts." Liu Dayong reached out to wipe the sweat again, feeling as if the sweat on his forehead couldn't be wiped away.

Hearing his flattering words, Liu Quanyong calmed down a little, instead of being angry, he said with a smile: "Dayong, you have learned to speak nice words."

Liu Dayong quickly lowered his head: "Master Liu, what Dayong said is the truth."

"Master, he looks like a fool. You're teasing him, he's going to be scared to death. But I think he's right. Isn't Master Liu always wise and wise? Xiao Rui likes it very much." Tight." The young man lying on Liu Quanyong's lap raised his head slightly, his eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his slender neck and his adoring expression were extremely attractive.

Liu Dayong lowered his head, looked up slightly, and looked in astonishment at the young man who suddenly spoke nice words for him.

Liu Quanyong glanced at Liu Dayong's sweaty appearance and smiled, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the boy's back, the boy snorted comfortably, his body was as soft as boneless.Liu Quanyong said with satisfaction: "How can Xiaorui's mouth be so sweet, it really makes my father very happy."

"Master Liu, try Xiaorui's mouth, it might be sweeter." The young man leaned forward, shrinking his whole body into Liu Quanyong's arms.

"Okay, okay, I have to taste the taste of your little mouth later to see if it's sweet." Liu Quanyong's hand slowly went down to the boy's buttocks.

"Master Liu, what should we do with the boy Xiao Wu who was captured?" Liu Dayong asked after a moment of hesitation. It is better to leave as soon as possible after asking.

Liu Quanyong stood up with his arms around the young man's waist, without looking at him, he waved his hands and said, "You guys can do whatever you want, as long as you don't kill them."

After finishing speaking, Liu Quanyong took the boy and walked back to the inner courtyard. Liu Dayong let out a sigh and left quickly.

Liu Quanyong's poetry recital will be on the second day after receiving the invitation.

Sitting at the side, Xiao Jin looked at Eldest Young Master Wen's brocade robe, and said with a smile, "Eldest Young Master, are you going to steal Liu Quanyong's limelight?"

This statement is true or not, Wen Yelan was born handsome, even Xiao Jin, who has seen many models and stars in the modern world in his previous life, has to say that Young Master Wen, no matter his face or figure, even just because of his The special temperament can make people fall in love with it.

What's more, the current First Young Master Wen has also dressed up specially, with white clothes and black hair fluttering, he is really like Zhu Ruyu, unparalleled in the world.

"They turned out to be enemies. Wouldn't it be better to let them regret it from the beginning?" Wen Yelan brushed his shoulders, turned around and looked at Xiao Jin with a cold face.

"Ah."

Xiao Jin covered his mouth and smiled, doesn't First Young Master Wen know how attractive he looks now?When he went like this, he would lose the eyes of that lustful Liu Quanyong.

"Master, you have a good idea, but Xiao thinks that you might look better in this dress." As he said that, Xiao Jin pulled out a set of all black corset clothes from the side and handed them to Wen Yelan.

Wen Yelan looked at the clothes in his hands and frowned. He always preferred light colors. This black dress was given to him by Wei Tingyu, but he never wore it once.

"Young master, try it in exchange?" Xiao Jin sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, his chin propped on his hands, staring at Wen Yelan with piercing eyes.

Wen Yelan nodded, thought for a while, and then listened to Xiao Jin's opinion.

Mei Xiang and Mei Lan had already been sent away, and there were only Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan in the enclosed space.

Wen Yelan untied the knot of his coat, and the coat slowly slid down to his heels.He was wearing thin obscene clothes, where the skin color could be seen slightly, Xiao Jin rested his chin on one hand, staring at him as if nothing.

Wen Yelan's back was facing Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin looked at his straight body and upright buttocks, and smiled.This Young Master Wen looked a little thin in his clothes, but after taking off his clothes, he was not as thin as he imagined.The proportion of the figure is very good. If he is not forced to marry a man, I am afraid that there will be many girls in the boudoir who want to marry him.

Wen Yelan felt Xiao Jin's gaze on his back, his eyes were calm and calm.

Wen Yelan fastened her loose belt, turned and looked at Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin looked him up and down, and gradually frowned.

I didn't expect Wen Yelan to be so abstinent in black clothes...

Wen Yelan has broad shoulders and narrow hips, and the black outfit perfectly outlines his figure, especially the belt on his waist, which is two palms wide, and the waist that wraps Wen Yelan seems to be able to be grasped, straight and powerful .

Xiao Jin held his forehead and let out a long sigh.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen could wear such dark clothes with a different taste. He was used to undressing and long robes, but the dark clothes at this time almost made him lose his mind.

"Young Master, I think it's better for you to wear less black clothes in the future."

"..."

Wen Yelan subconsciously misunderstood Xiao Jin's meaning. He lowered his head to look at his body, stretched out his hands to straighten his tight collar and nodded, feeling that this body was not pleasing to the eye.

Under the brilliance of the evening, in an instant, a luxurious carriage came from the front with the sound of horseshoes, and slowly stopped at the gate of Liu Mansion.On the car body shrouded in the setting sun, the bamboo and wood curtains were lifted from the inside. Under the golden twilight, two slender figures appeared in everyone's eyes.

Wen Yelan, who was wearing a white robe decorated with golden flowing clouds and flying patterns, and with black hair reaching his waist, fell to the ground first.

Xiao Jin, who was following him, was wearing a dark purple robe with rusty gold thread, with an indifferent expression and a detached and stable temperament.His face has grown slightly, his facial features are sharp and angular, his nose is straight, and his eyes are like ink on paper. Standing there, he seems to be a son of the Western Regions on a southern tour.

"Young Master." Xiao Jin spread out his palms and stared at Wen Yelan with burning eyes.

Wen Yelan nodded and raised his eyes, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and reached out to put his hand on him.

The two of them passed through the people outside the door side by side, and walked towards the inside step by step.

The crowd who watched them leave suddenly had a detailed discussion, the voices rose and fell, sometimes high and sometimes low, but unfortunately the two protagonists at the center of the discussion were no longer there.

Liu Dayong stood in the dark, and when he saw Wen Yelan and Xiao Jin coming in, he turned around and quietly disappeared in place.

The poetry reciting meeting is approaching, but Liu Quanyong has just finished a hearty bedtime affair in the bedroom in the inner courtyard.

"Master Liu, Young Master Wen and Xiao Jin have already arrived."

Liu Dayong's voice sounded outside the door, enjoying himself, Liu Quanyong patted the boy curled up in his arms, lifted the quilt and walked off the floor, picked up the clothes on the high chair beside the bed, and put on his clothes.

"Master, are you going out?" The young man who woke up faintly rubbed his sleepy eyes and half propped himself up.

Liu Quanyong's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "The person I've been thinking about for a long time is here, I can't wait."

"Master, Xiao Rui will be jealous if you say that." The young man gave Liu Quanyong a coquettish look.

Liu Quanyong laughed loudly, hooked his neck and pecked lightly along his neck, then pushed the door away.

After Liu Quanyong left, the face of the young man lying on the bed changed instantly. He stood naked on the ground, looked down at the marks on his body with disgust, and cursed secretly: "Damn old man."

Xiao Jin sat down with Wen Yelan, and after a while, Liu Quanyong came out.

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled.This Liu Quanyong is really a pervert, as soon as he came around, his peripheral vision fell on Wen Yelan as if nothing.

"Young master, there are three urgencies, I'll solve them." Xiao Jin leaned close to Wen Yelan's ear and whispered.

"Trouble." Although Wen Yelan said so, he still nodded to show that he knew.

Xiao Jin glanced at Liu Quanyong, whose face was livid, with deep eyes.

Xiao Jin gradually walked into the inner courtyard of the mansion along the deserted path.

There were messy footsteps and laughing voices ahead, Xiao Jin looked around and hid in the shadow reflected by the wall.

"You kid, you haven't eaten meat for a few days, and the other party has been made unconscious."

"That's because you guys were so harsh before, but I solved it quickly."

"However, Lord Liu is generous this time, and let us try something new."

"That's just a humble actor, Master Liu doesn't care..."

Xiao Jin looked at the few big men who disappeared, and slowly narrowed his eyes.