The son is begging for his life every day [Transmigration Book]

Nalan Jue looked at Mr. Jin with unclear meaning.

Mr. Jin looked back inexplicably: "I have heard about the matter between you and the son of the world as a teacher."

Nalan Jue frowned: "It has nothing to do with you getting him drunk."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Jin Lao raised his eyebrows, "As a senior brother, you have to take care of your junior brother. Even if the three-month period expires, you still have a reason to meet him from time to time. As the days go by, the previous estrangement will be diluted. Well, as a teacher, this is all for your consideration. He is King Yuanbo's own son, His Majesty's own nephew, and if you have an unpleasant quarrel with him, doesn't it mean that you are adding trouble to your own future?"

Nalan Jue was helpless, he did not expect that Mr. Jin would think so far. If it is because of Qin Guimu, King Yuanbo can't understand him, or His Majesty doesn't want to see him, after all, he will not want to kill rashly. If Gui Mu harvested his closed disciple, if those two knew about it, they didn't know how they would react: "Teacher, you think too far."

"Go, go, it's not far to think about being a teacher. Isn't it all about you?" Mr. Jin said angrily, "You are my most valued disciple, how can I think about you?"

Having said that, Mr. Jin's eyes were on Qin Guimu who was drunk: "No, now there is something more important. I haven't had any contact with the son of the world before. I just listen to people, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." But after getting in touch with him in the past few days, I found that Shizi is pure in heart, sincere and down-to-earth, and he is also a good seed."

Nalan Jue also looked at Qin Guimu. The way this man was lying obediently on the table while drunk really made people feel sorry for him.

"I'm tired of being a teacher, so why don't you take the son back. Remember to take good care of him." Mr. Jin pretended to be too drunk, and held his forehead with one hand, while secretly looking at Nalan Jue.

Nalan Jue didn't know his teacher's temperament. The other party spoke so clearly that he would not appreciate it if he asked again.

"Teacher is good to rest, my junior brother and I will leave first." Nalan Jue said politely, walked to Qin Guimu's side, bent down to help him up, and walked out of Jin's mansion with half a hug and half a hug.

Today is the first time Shi Ziye came to visit his teacher, and he probably expected to drink alcohol. He rarely brought books and ink that he hadn't taken out for a long time, and even rode in a carriage.Therefore, when Nalan Jue led him to the door, he saw the long-awaited calligraphy and carriage.After Qin Shizi was drunk, he was as soft as a puddle of mud, and he couldn't even support the wall.It was not a long walk from the main hall to the door, and it made Nalan Jue feel hot all over.

Seeing Shumo, Nalanjue raised her hand to hand Qin Guimu to him, but Shumo hurriedly waved her hand: "Master Nalan, please send the son to the carriage."

Nalan Jue frowned, and said displeasedly, "Why?"

Shumo was embarrassed for a while, and said in a low voice: "My lord doesn't like us being close. Recently, I have done many things by myself."

Nalan Jue was silent for a while, but couldn't resist Shumo's pleading eyes, stepped on the carriage and sent people into the carriage, bent down and put Qin Guimu on the cushion, Nalan Jue got up and wanted to leave, and just took two steps, I felt a tight waist, and the indifferent Lord Yushitai looked down. The sleeping Shizi grabbed the hem of his shirt at some point, and judging from the clenched hands, it was very tight.

He pursed his lips, with some helplessness between his brows, lifted his clothes and squatted down, gently held Qin Guimu's hand, and slowly saved his clothes.I don't know if Shi Zi had dreamed of something, he curled his lips into a smile, pulled his hand suddenly, rolled his body, and rolled into the arms of Master Yu Shitai who was caught off guard and even supported the car board with his hands .

The sleeping person didn't know what time it was, or where he was. He just felt itchy on his face, raised his hand, closed his eyes and scratched twice, muttering in his sleep, "JJ don't make trouble."

JJ?Nalan Jue frowned and looked at the person below him. He was afraid of hurting others because of the haste of the son rolling in, so he could only put his hands on Qin Guimu's sides in a hurry. In this way, the two of them were a little closer , so close that as long as he bows his head, he seems to be able to kiss the ruddy and soft lips of Shi Ziye.

Jin Lao, who created opportunities for Nalan Jue to get his son drunk, also spent his money.He took out the good wine that had been preserved for ten years, and the aroma of the wine lingered for a long time. At this time, the sultry aroma of the wine permeated the two of them. Gradually, the aroma of the wine changed, and there were more other things.Nalan Jue's eyes moved up from Qin Guimu's lips. The facial features of the Shizi's face were still exquisite and beautiful when viewed separately. He looked at the slender fingers curled up by the Shizi for a while, and they were white There seemed to be some blue cloth unconsciously exposed between the fingers, which set off the fingers more beautifully.

His breathing was chaotic for a moment, and he raised his hand to try to pull out his clothes for the second time, this time it went smoothly, Shizi's hand was not held so tightly anymore, and the fabric was successfully pulled out.Nalan Jue's heart relaxed, and she was about to stand up with one hand on the wall of the car, when she heard Shizi grunt softly, as if she felt a little uncomfortable.He glanced sideways subconsciously, but saw a scene that made him almost run away.

Good wine in the stomach, and deep sleep will make people feel hot from the body. This is probably the first time the son of the world has encountered such a situation. He couldn't bear the heat, so he directly tore off the neckline, revealing most of his shoulders, and his clothes were loose hooked on his white shoulders, forming a scene that suffocated Lord Nalan.

Ever since Shizi accidentally bumped into his chest and covered his mouth by him that night in Gongyuan, he has become strange.No matter what you do or think, your thoughts are always uncontrollable floating on the past son. Thinking of his every frown, smile, and every move, he will dive into the water first, stirring up a pool of clear water called 'Nalan Jue', The eyes that let him see him are no longer pure and simple.This feeling came quickly and violently, making Nalan Jue feel bewildered and at the same time at a loss.

In the past 20 years, Zhihu Zheye has not taught him how to deal with such love affairs.Not to mention that he was not taught how to distinguish love, so Master Nalan, who had gradually fallen into the abyss, didn't know that he was throbbing with the son because he liked it, so he only had time to cover the clothes for the son and fled away .He didn't even hear Shumo's thanks.

Qin Guimu didn't know what happened to Nalan Jue. Since that day when he recognized the door in Jin's mansion, this unkind Master Yushitai began to avoid him as if nothing, whether it was investigation or his studies. In doubt, Nalan Jue came and went in a hurry without even making eye contact. Every time Qin Guimu felt that Nalan Jue was talking to someone else, if they were not the only ones in the room, this would be the scene at this time .

Nalan Jue stared at the teacup in front of him, and explained the history of dynasty changes to him in a cold and flat voice, but refused to look at him.

Qin Guimu listened for a while, got up and changed seats, and landed directly beside Nalan Jue. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Nalan Jue became nervous when he sat down.

Nalan Jue's nervousness didn't show on his face, Qin Guimu could tell from the other party's sudden grip on the cup, and Nalan Jue's shortness of breath at that moment.

He listened for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and knocked on the table a few times, which caused Nalan Jue to look sideways for a short while. He cleared his throat and asked, "Master Nalan, is there anything I have done wrong recently?" place?"

Nalan Jue loosened his grip on the cup, and replied, "No."

"In this case, why does your lord refuse to look at me when you speak?" Qin Guimu asked.

Nalan Jue was silent for a moment, and finally raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were calm and clear, and his reflection could be clearly seen inside, he raised his eyebrows, half a smile: "My lord, I am a straightforward person, if I do something wrong, please forgive me." Your Excellency said it clearly. Otherwise, I don’t know where to offend Your Excellency, and I have gained an annoying name.”

"No." Nalan Jue lowered his eyes, his tight jawline made him look nervous, and he was a bit evasive when he was nervous, "It's my own problem."

"Oh, is that so?" Qin Guimu nodded, seeing that Nalan Jue was looking down at him again, he suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, and directly raised Lord Nalan's chin, which had never been touched before, "look at me."

This sentence, this action, made the two of them stunned at the same time.

Qin Guimu thought to himself: I'm afraid my mother didn't think about it, why did I attack someone in a moment of brain twitch.

Nalan Jue thought: If he acts like this again, I won't be polite.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, and finally Qin Guimu retracted the little claws that had been messing around first, coughed dryly, and said awkwardly: "Actually, I just want to tell you that I am a relatively straightforward person. You can ask me something, instead of making random guesses or listening to others."

"Yes." Nalan Jue agreed.

After this answer, there was another silence between the two, as if the embarrassment could not be resolved.

"Do you still want to listen to my history of change?" Nalan Jue asked.

"Do you want to have noodles together at night?" Qin Guimu asked.

The two actually spoke at the same time, and the two voices intertwined without the slightest sense of abruptness. When they intertwined and merged, there was a bit of ambiguity that was not easy to detect, making the two look at each other, and then turned their eyes away at the same time.

Qin Guimu felt that Nalan Jue was weird, and he himself was also weird. He obviously didn't say anything shameful, and he didn't do anything excessive. His face was healed, and even the tips of his ears were a little hot, and his heart was boiling. Arouses an emotion called 'shyness'.This emotion came out of nowhere, and when he wanted to suppress it, he still felt a little bit reluctant.Qin Guimu secretly raised his eyes to look at Nalan Jue by accident, who would have thought that this look would meet Nalan Jue's tender gaze on him.

The surging joy inside made Qin Guimu burn up all of a sudden.

He thought, what is Nalan Jue happy about?

Shizi's face was red, the tips of his ears were also red, even Ruyu's neck was red, and his whole body looked like a delicious prawn that had been steamed and ready to be released from the oven.

Nalan Jue's throat moved slightly, and he had a strong desire for the prawn.

Want to eat, very much.

But not yet.

Ask permission before eating.