The villain of quick wear is so sticky

"Angry……"

A smiling voice reached his ears, and in the next second, an arm wrapped around his waist, tightly restraining him, preventing him from escaping for a moment.

His heart raised his throat, and he found that he seemed to be unable to find his own voice, and the cool fragrance of Molan surrounded him, infecting every inch of his body.

At some point, he had already sat on his lord's lap, his slender body looked a little fragile at this moment, and his chin was lifted.

But at this moment, Shen Qingyu didn't dare to look at his lord, because he knew that his eyes must be full of anticipation at this moment...

[Men in the world of female queens have smooth skin, especially my men, who feel very comfortable to the touch. 】

【Master, if you keep on teasing, villain No. [-] will even fantasize that his own child is born. 】

【Hey hey hey...】

"Hmm..." The soft and sweet touch came up suddenly, and Shen Qingyu's face flushed instantly, his mind went blank, but his body cooperated extremely honestly, and slowly softened.

The suppressed sobs from the carriage made Bai Mu feel like a beast.

Bai Mu's mind cleared up a bit, and he realized that he was completely on the young master's body, his hand was placed on the young master's belt, and he only needed to pull it lightly to get a glimpse of the beautiful scenery inside.

[Ah Yu has studied martial arts for a year, I'm sure there must be abdominal muscles in it, and it must be very beautiful. 】

A group: lsp!

"Why are you crying?" Bai Mu stretched out his fingers and slowly wiped away the tears hanging from Shen Qingyu's face, but the other hand was still teasing.

[In the carriage, it really is exciting, Tuantuan, don't you think...]

A certain group: Old pervert, what kind of bullying did the poor former owner look like.

"My lord..." Shen Qingyu felt that his whole body was going to burn, but his lord was still so bad, he didn't want to let him go at all.

Also, still bullying him like this...

There are traces of natural charm in the ignorant eyes, and there are crystal clear teardrops hanging from the corners of the eyes...

Bai Mu felt that he must have some unknown hobby, otherwise why did he get so excited when he saw this scene, and his whole heart boiled.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, come on, my lord will get you dressed." Bai Mu sat up and hugged the limp little boy into his arms.

Shen Qingyu's face turned pale, and he quickly grabbed Bai Mu's hand, crying uncontrollably, "Master, I can, I am willing, you want me..."

He dreams of becoming an adult, and he can do the most intimate things with adults.

"Be good, don't cry, it doesn't look good when you cry, this kind of place is too wronged for you, don't cry..."

A group: I don't know why, but I always feel that the current owner is such a scumbag.

"My lord, Ah Yu wants to be your lord's..." The first man.

No, the only man.

"Want to be what?"

"My lord, it's almost time, we should go in."

Mou Mu: It's really bad behavior to say something like this halfway.

After getting off the carriage, Bai Mu met the groom's ambiguous eyes. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she felt very embarrassed at this moment, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Shen Qingyu, who was behind, showed the marks on his neck generously, holding a sword in his hand, and followed closely behind Bai Mu.

But anyone with eyes can see the relationship between these two people, and this is what someone wants.

"Ayu, let's go."

"Yes, my lord."

The layout of the Grand Scholars' Mansion is extremely particular, and the Grand Scholars himself is a very particular person. Every flower, plant and tree is carefully thought out and is pleasing to the eye.

Several well-dressed young masters walked towards him. When they saw Bai Mu, they trembled in place like a mouse seeing a cat.

Their mother didn't tell them that the Prime Minister would appear in the Grand Scholars' mansion.

"See Mr. Prime Minister."

Bai Mu was very satisfied with their reaction. The original owner's reputation really saved him a lot of trouble. He took his man's hand and walked forward, ignoring them from the beginning to the end.

The rest of the young masters began to chatter there, "Your Excellency is really handsome."

"It doesn't matter how good you are, if you stay by her side, you might die the next day."

"This kind of woman is only willing to marry a fool like the Fifth Prince."

"Shhh, you don't want to die, can we discuss how the fifth prince is doing?"

"What's the matter? I heard that the relationship between the third prince and the fifth prince has deteriorated recently. The fifth prince really knows what to do. Without the third prince, he is nothing."

"All right, all right, the royal affairs are not something we can talk about."

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Third Emperor is coming here today. I wonder if we have a chance to win her favor."

"What are you thinking about? Her Highness the Third Emperor has already taken a fancy to the young master's son."

"I can't even think about it."

"..."

Behind the rockery, Feng Juechen was standing there, the veil in his hand was about to be torn by himself, his eyes were dark, like a poisonous snake crawling out of swill, poisonous and smelly.

"Who is that person?" No matter how calm his tone was, that distorted face revealed the unrest in his heart.

The servant standing next to Feng Juechen tried his best to lower his head, and said with a trembling voice: "That young master recently appeared by the prime minister's side, and it is said that he is the prime minister's personal bodyguard."

Feng Juechen sneered, guard, when did the guard become a man, when did the guard become so close to his master.

fit!

Feng Juechen's hands clasped on the rockery became more and more forceful, and he directly broke off a stone. His fingertips were scratched several times, and blood slowly flowed out.

Bai Mu, you are mine, and must belong to me forever and ever. Before I get you, no one can touch you.

So, how could you betray me!

The servant looked at his prince in surprise, then quickly lowered his head. He felt that he couldn't understand the fifth prince more and more recently.

Obviously, the fifth prince had a very good temper before, and he treated his servants very well. He never beat or scolded, and his relationship with His Royal Highness the third princess has always been harmonious... But since when did the fifth prince become like this.

"Which family were those who spoke just now?" Feng Juechen seemed to calm down instantly.

But repressed anger is often more terrifying.

The waiter didn't dare to disobey his order, and said the family names of those who spoke just now.

"Since they can't speak so much, then their tongues don't matter..."

Waiter: He is an official son after all, who do you think you are.