The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

The lips touch, the teeth and the tongue touch.

Shen Qingchuan's eyelashes were stained by the dizzying lights, trembling slightly nervously, like beautiful butterfly wings shaking off phosphorous powder.

At a loss, his heart beat six times in an instant.

The long-haired man in front of him had obviously never met, but the moment when his lips and teeth were close together, the faint smell of mint wine and the almost dissipated smell of tobacco, and the temperature from his lips made him feel a sense of familiarity.

As if he had been treated like this a thousand times before.

Shen Qingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his wrists were clenched and held up high, he swallowed, as if he was unconsciously falling into and infatuated with this feeling.

When he realized what he was thinking, the sense of shame that surged in Shen Qingchuan's heart instantly rushed over his head and face like a huge wave, and that face that looked like a slanting moon covered with snow instantly flew over like a rosy cloud, his face was flushed, so red that it made the heart beat like a drum.

The long-haired man's kiss was not gentle, whether it was the look in his eyes or the movements of his hands, it gave people a strong sense of danger.

Like a huge, wild boa constrictor wandering in a dense forest, the rustling of clothes and fabrics is like the rustling of cold scales passing through fallen leaves.

Shen Qingchuan's whole body was like a boa constrictor entangled tightly, he had difficulty breathing, and his saliva was exhausted, Guan Boya wished to swallow him whole.

Shen Qingchuan opened his mouth to shout, but was licked/licked every corner of his mouth by the more convenient opponent.

The corners of his mouth hurt slightly, his breathing was clenched, and the hands that bound his waist, supported Shen Qingchuan's back of the neck, with astonishing strength, without giving the slightest room to resist.

If there is any tearing, only pain can bring each other a sense of reality, but Guan Boya has long been crazy, he is also very sober when drunk, but he is also crazy and does not want to distinguish between reality and illusion, only willing to hold on tightly Grasp this moment.

I have never dreamed, and I am afraid that the person in the dream will disappear like a fragrant mist.

All Guan Boya's love for Xiao Haitang, the hatred for Xiao Haitang who has called for thousands of times but has not responded, and the nervousness of fear of losing again, undoubtedly pushed him into madness and plunder, unsure of the anxiety.

It was excruciating, his sanity had long been exhausted.

"Well……"

He covered Shen Qingchuan's mouth with his hand, the tiger's mouth inserted between his lips, the moist and warm breath and the sparkling water were slightly sticky.

Guan Boya pushed Shen Qingchuan against a dark red pillar, the slanting shadows covered the two of them, only the corners of the hem of Qi Lin's robe showed a faint luster in the dim light.

Shen Qingchuan was trapped between the man's arm and the pillar wall, there was no way to retreat, there was no way out, he could only raise his eyes slightly, from his angle he could see the long-haired man's graceful jawline, swaying— An arrogant sense of danger.

Eyelashes stained with water mist, eyes are also wet, like a frightened deer caught in a hunter's trap, strange and uneasy.

"Don't look at me with that look." Guan Boya's voice was hoarse, her phoenix eyes were a bit fierce.

Don't look at strangers that way.

A drop of hot tears fell on the back of Guan Boya's hand, and Guan Boya woke up. It turned out that this time was not a dream. He lowered his head and kissed Shen Qingchuan's surprisingly red lips. This time, his movements were very light, with Pity, treat Shen Qingchuan like holding a fragile glass art.

Shen Qingchuan could only be forced to accept it. He couldn't tell whether his inner feelings at this moment were fear, shame, or other indescribable emotions, which made him cry, and the tears couldn't be stopped.

Guan Boya picked up the teardrops on Shen Qingchuan's snowy cheeks in his lips, swallowed them, the tears were salty, holding Shen Qingchuan's face in both hands, the air exhaled from his lips turned into white mist intertwined, covering his eyes, and bursting with emotion move.

Guan Boya pecked and kissed Shen Qingchuan's cheek, over and over again, to confirm that all the turbulent emotions seemed to be buried in the silent bottom of the sea, and Shen Qingchuan's brain, which was almost hypoxic, quickly flashed blurred images,— Frames - Frames pass by so quickly that they are hard to capture.

Shen Qingchuan turned his head, Guan Boya's kiss landed on the side of his neck, touching the skin, Shen Qingchuan couldn't help shivering, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he gasped and said, "This Sir, I...I don't know you...uh... let go"

"open......"

The rest of the words were swallowed by another person, Guan Boya laughed lightly, her phoenix eyes flashed a strange light, and said slowly, "I don't know? How could I not know?"

Guan Boya pressed Shen Qingchuan's chest close to his heart with his palm, looked into Shen Qingchuan's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Little Haitang, your heart beats so fast here, just like when you first saw me quick."

Even if you forget, but people's preferences are still - as usual.

Just like the taste, you can’t change it. Those who like cherries will still like to eat cherries instead of pomegranates. Try it again, and those who are throbbing for the first time will still make you arrhythmia.

Shen Qingchuan raised his eyes, the light was very clear and bright at the bottom of his eyes, looking at each other like flames jumping in the pupils.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Suddenly, the bead curtain shook slightly, and Zhang Wangshen's voice came from outside the curtain. Through the bead curtain, one could vaguely see the phantom of a man standing outside.

"Qingchuan, Qingchuan, are you in there?"

Shen Qingchuan was startled when he heard this voice, and raised his eyes to look at the long-haired man with watery eyes. His disheveled appearance should never appear among acquaintances.

Guan Boya pinched Shen Qingchuan's jade-like earlobes, and said with a light smile, "You are still the same as before..."

In the same way, I am afraid that this love affair that cannot be tolerated by the world will be exposed to others, and I hide it.

There was a call from someone outside the bead curtain, Zhang Wangshen scratched the back of his head, and murmured in his heart, the waiter obviously said that Qingchuan was going this way, maybe the waiter admitted the wrong person.

But it's not right, Qing Chuan is so outstanding, walking in the crowd like a huge night pearl, even if it is hidden in the dark, it is very eye-catching.

But this box is not accessible to ordinary people. Those who can book the box on Broadway are generally rich or noble people, and their status is more prominent than ordinary wealthy people. Zhang Wangshen dare not rush in.

Seeing that it was pitch black inside, the lights were dim and weak, and there was no movement, Zhang Wangshen said to himself, "There should be no one inside..."

"Really, I don't know where Qingchuan has gone. If I lose him, Doctor Leng won't peel off my skin..."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, seeing Zhang Wangshen going away, Shen Qingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, wanted to step away, but was pulled back, but his waist was imprisoned by a long arm, and the long-haired man behind him clenched his wrist tightly, like - Shackles made of refined iron.

"Sir, please let me go." Shen Qingchuan wanted to break free from Guan Boya's confinement, and walked outside, this intimate posture made him a little uncomfortable.

There was still numbness and tingling on the slightly swollen lips that had been kissed, like ripe cherries under the dim light, exuding a seductive sweetness that made people unable to look away.

"You should belong to me, where else do you want to go?"

He is his little Mr. Shen, the little Begonia he regards as a treasure,

And he is Shen Qingchuan's only Third Young Mistress Shen, the only lover, they are inseparable from the beginning, life and death should be entangled together.

Guan Boya was willing to let it go with great difficulty, and the lost and recovered treasure slipped out of his hands again. He ignored Shen Qingchuan's exclamation, and directly hugged Shen Qingchuan horizontally and walked out from the secret door behind the box.

— When he went out, there was a big man in black standing beside him respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Guan Ye."

Turning a blind eye to Guan Boya hugging a handsome man.

The author has something to say: here we come, a spicy kiss, so spicy, so spicy, everyone guess whether Xiao Haitang remembers Guan Meiren,

Hey, even if you do it all over again, the person who makes you fall in love will still disturb your heart. Likes always have preferences.

感谢在2021-07-1511:58:53~2021-07-1623:41:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 6 grapefruit tea; 46226839, YuQi, and 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 76 bottles of grapefruit tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!