Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

She originally wanted to put the person on the couch, but Xiu Jin felt uncomfortable, so she found a bench and held the person completely in her arms without letting go.

Rong Mo moved in his arms again, looking for a comfortable place, and rubbed her little face. Half of her anger dissipated in an instant. There was tenderness in Xiu Jin's eyes. She raised her hand to pull down the gauze, revealing her eyebrows and eyes lightly painted with pink. Putting his forehead on Rong Mo's neck and shoulder, he asked softly: "Isn't it romantic? Young Master, would you like to take a look at me?"

Rong Mo only felt something scratching back and forth on his neck. He raised his hand and grabbed the hairpin on Xiu Jin's head. A few strands of his long hair were scattered. The maid had worked so hard to put her hair up in a bun and was caught by someone. Messy…

The long hair was itchy around her skin, Rong Mo smacked her lips and scratched her neck, and in a daze, she saw a face that was astonishing.

With his head blank, he blinked in disbelief, "I have a real mother...dream that Xiu Jin turned into a woman?"

Rong Mo looked at Xiu Jin blankly, his smile gradually becoming lewd, "Humph, you've fallen into my hands, right?"

"???" Xiu Jin's eyebrows moved slightly as she watched the person in her arms climb up and sit on top of him, with a sly smile on her charming little face.

What is this little guy doing?

Rong Mo felt nervous, his dream was too bold...

With trembling fingers, he reached for Xiu Jin's skirt and pulled gently, revealing his straight and delicate collarbone, connected to his graceful neckline...

no!Rong Mo's fingers clenched the tulle tightly. He couldn't put his hands on Xiu Jin's face. If he really pressed Xiu Jin, how would he face Xiu Jin in the future? ! !

His head was a mess, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with moisture. He was already unconscious, and his eyes were sometimes cunning and sometimes clear.

Now he tilted his head and looked at Xiu Jin like a puppy, his eager eyes making Xiu Jin's impetuous heart beat wildly.

What are you afraid of?

Rong Mo, let me ask you why are you so scared?Have you forgotten how miserable Xiu Jin makes you unable to get out of bed every day?

I dare not even think about a dream. When did you become so timid?

The drunken man is a coward, but when a villain pokes him in the head, Rong Mo's heart skips a beat.

Xiu Jin squinted her eyes, watching the bold little guy struggling in his eyes, and finally pulled off his clothes as if he had made up his mind.

The moment Rong Mo's hand touched his clothes, he held his slender wrist and leaned towards the flushed man. He said softly and seductively, "Young Master, take off your clothes, but you have to be responsible."

The low and sexy tone makes Rong Mo distracted, huh?Xiu Jin turned into a woman and was quite pure.

"Of course...", he was going to overpower Xiu Jin anyway, so there was nothing wrong with cooperating in the scene.Rong Mo lifted Xiu Jin's chin, her red lips opened and closed in a charming smile, "I will definitely marry you."

Xiu Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, and she scratched the armrest with her other hand, "Marry me? Did the young master forget his engagement?"

Rong Mo blinked, you Xiu Jin, you have a lot of drama, you usually look cold and aloof, not allowed to be blasphemed, but secretly you are a coquettish person?

There's still going to be an annual drama about elopement, right?

"Hehehe..." Rong Mo lay in Xiu Jin's arms and laughed wildly.

Xiu Jin was laughing so hard that he was confused. Is what he said so ridiculous?

The person in her arms moved, and her hot lips pressed against his ear. Xiu Jin swallowed her saliva and heard the young master whispering in his ear, "I will not marry you unless you are my master." …How about we elope?”

"Rong Mo!" Xiu Jin's chest shook violently. He couldn't tell whether he was ashamed or angry.

He was probably even more angry. Rong Mo was holding him and thinking about other people, so he wanted to elope?

"You...you are so good." He looked angrily at the dreamy face and couldn't bear to beat or scold him.

Rong Mo was completely unaware of all this. He held Xiu Jin's arm and shook it, coquettishly, "Okay, the play is over, let's get down to business."

Xiu Jin let out a few dull gasps. He didn't want to touch Rong Mo here, but now he really wanted to peel off Rong Mo's skin!

The sharp-knuckled hands pinched Rong Mo's soft little face, and Xiu Jin forced Rong Mo to look at him.

"Young Master Rong, you asked for it. If you think of it someday, don't blame me."

Rong Mo looked at Xiu Jin infatuatedly. It was not like he had never seen a domineering Xiu Jin before. Such a blunt, fierce and restrained Xiu Jin was quite exciting not to mention.

As the saying goes, sex is bold, Rong Mo is not a timid person, he becomes even more bold after drinking.

He raised his fingertips to rub the back of his hand with distinct veins, as if to seduce and enchant, with his red lips half-opened and his eyes enchanting.

Xiu Jin's face felt hot, and he let go of his hand. His heart was beating wildly. He struggled for a while, stood up and turned his back to Rong Mo, not daring to look at the person behind him.

But Rong Mo wouldn't let him go, wrapping around him like a boneless snake, her fingertips probing around his body with an itch.

It wasn't that he didn't want to eat, but when he thought that Rong Mo would use this look to seduce others, he was so angry that he almost suffocated.

After enduring it for a long time, Xiu Jin could no longer hold it back. She turned around and hugged the random person with a wry smile, "Young Master."

He touched the delicate back of Rong Mo's neck, leaned his face against the side of the person's face, and said with a sinister smile: "I can forget about the past. If the young master sees someone else in the future, I will definitely take that person's head off." The young master is making a wine cup"

"..." Rong Mo tilted his head and didn't hear anything clearly. The breath of the person next to him aroused his desire, especially the skin-to-skin contact. His body was hot, and Xiu Jin was like a piece of cake cooling off under the scorching sun. of ice.

He wanted to touch Xiu Jin uncontrollably, and finally touched his thin lips.

Xiu Jin froze on the spot, his pupils swayed, and he bit the lips that were trying to explore, and ran his tongue across the lips that were filled with the aroma of wine. The young master drank the wine, which was quite sweet.

The little guy kissed very lightly, licking little by little, which made him unbearably hot. Finally, he turned his face away, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

It would be nice if the young master could always be so good. Xiu Jin glanced at the blushing little face and tightened her arms around Rong Mo's arm. No matter who the tenderness belonged to now, he would snatch it away.

There is no reason not to eat the meat that is brought to your mouth.

He squeezed Rong Mo's waist tightly to prevent her from sliding down, and twirling her delicate lips with her fingertips, Xiu Jin glanced at the drinks scattered on the ground in the Accord.

There was interest in his eyes, and he was pouring some wine for the young master so as not to wake up in the middle.

"Young Master, how about I feed you some wine?"

Rong Mo was obsessed with all kinds of things, and he was going to suppress Xiu Jin, and he couldn't satisfy any request.

He waved his hand magnanimously, "Listen...listen to you, I will listen to you."

Xiu Jin laughed softly and walked towards the wine jar with his arms in his arms.

Rong Mo was poured into the pot after pot, and he let himself go without Xiu Jin taking action, and all his clothes were pulled back to his waist.

Xiu Jin turned the brush in his hand, crossed his long legs and admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, "The young master's skin is as thick as gel. He is a fine drawing paper, why not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Rong Mo pointed at his delicate belly, "Draw...to...this drawing!"

“Puch”

Xiu Jin couldn't help laughing, and grabbed the shaky man with his big hand, "I'm not good at painting, I'll help the young master with his calligraphy."

Rong Mo held Xiu Jin's shoulders. The numb and itchy torture made the ends of his eyes wet, and his long eyelashes were dyed into small clusters.

The two breaths intertwined infatuatedly, refusing to give in to each other. The nibbling and licking between the lips and teeth devoured the few sanity on both sides.

Rong Mo didn't know what happened next. He only remembered that his body was as light as stepping on cotton, helplessly at the mercy of others.

The next day

Xiu Jin woke up first. Last night, a fairy seemed to be wooing him. Wenruan became a little beast that relied on its master. She curled up in his arms and slept soundly.

The young master is really good at seducing him into knowing the taste.

Xiu Jin's eyes were full of gentleness, her forehead was touching, her thin lips covered her delicate lips, she bit her soft lower lip, and explored it between her teeth little by little.

The sleeping person was surprisingly cooperative, and his lips moved to reveal the softness deep inside. Xiu Jin's eyes trembled slightly, and of course he would not let go of the opportunity. He pressed his big hand on Rong Mo's back, deepening the intensity.

It wasn't until the young master's face turned red and his breath became scattered again that he reluctantly parted ways.

"Master, it's getting late." Blackbird came out of the system space and listened to the kind reminder outside the curtain.

Xiu Jin glanced at the rising sun outside the window, brushed her fingertips fondly across Rong Mo's eyebrows, and kissed her forehead gently, "See you later, young master."

He simply straightened his clothes and left.

Hongmei, who was guarding outside the courtyard, didn't sleep a wink all night. The candle lights in Chunlan Courtyard were on all night, and she could hear her young master's moans from far away.

There are very few rumors about Princess Anping, and no one knows her temperament, but to be loved by the emperor, she is certainly not an ordinary person.

Hongmei grabbed her sleeves and paced back and forth worriedly. The bamboo door creaked. She looked back and saw Princess Anping strolling calmly and gracefully from the courtyard...

If you ignore the messy clothes and long hair that is hanging down, he looks really calm.

The cold eyes fell on her, and Hongmei shivered in shock. She quickly lowered her head and knelt down, "Hongmei has met Princess Anping. The young master is still young and ignorant. If he collides with Her Royal Highness, I hope you will, too." Your Highness, please forgive me."

She lowered her body so low that cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The young master screamed so miserably last night that he might have been beaten severely.

Hongmei's voice woke up Huang Ying who was resting by the door. She woke up suddenly and saw the tall figure. She wiped the saliva from her lips and said, "Princess, you have finished teaching Rong..."

Xiu Jin stared coldly at the girl in yellow. Huang Ying felt a chill running down her spine. She closed her mouth and straightened up, holding the bamboo hat behind her back with both hands.

Xiu Jin took it casually and glanced at Hongmei, "Take good care of him."

"???" Hongmei blinked in shock, glanced at Princess Anping's back and hurried towards the Accord.

Seeing the sleeping face on the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief. When her eyes touched Yin Hong on the bed, she suddenly paused. Wasn't it... the young master had sex after drinking and begged the princess in a brothel?

This news was no less than a wake-up call. Hongmei was ten years older than Rong Mo. In her eyes, Rong Mo was a younger brother who would act coquettishly with her. If the old general found out about this, he would have to shed his skin even if he died.

Hongmei tightened her sleeves and decided to pretend that nothing happened.

The young master Rong stayed at the brothel all night and did not return home. Rong's mother could not sleep all night, and Rong's father did not sleep well either. He waited for Rong Mo's return with a gloomy face all morning.