Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong's father recalled the time when Princess Anping personally took the imperial doctor to see Rong Mo before her marriage.

The time Rong Mo visited the brothel, his face was so gloomy when he went to court, and in the end he just asked him to discipline him more diligently.

Does Princess Anping really like his son?

Father Rong’s eyes widened, why?What is it about his son that the princess likes?

Just that face can tell, and he can do a little clever things.

"Even so, it won't change anything." Anping has no say in court matters.

Rong's mother disapproved of Rong's father, "You will say that I am sick tomorrow and ask Mo'er to come back to see me."

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Rong Mo felt so sad now despite how cool he walked. He had not moved for a long time. Now in the dead of winter, it was the coldest midnight of the day. The cold air penetrated every pore and penetrated his limbs and bones.

There was no warmth in his body. Bai Tuanzi took out a blanket in the system space and covered Rong Mo's body, so that his numb fingers could curl up slightly.

"Cough cough cough cough" Rong Mo coughed a few times.

You can return to the Princess Mansion in a few blocks.

The thin figure in the white snow seemed to fall over if the wind blew.

Rong Mo jumped off the branch, his feet were unsteady and he almost fell to the ground.

"Host, you will get sick if you continue like this!" Bai Tuanzi chased behind Rong Mo, looking at his trembling figure with worry in his eyes.

"Almost...almost there." Rong Mo's teeth chattered uncontrollably.

Bai Tuanzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he flew to Rong Mo and pressed his little paws on the bracelet on his wrist.

Silver light suddenly appeared, and Xiu Jin was waiting for his wife under the candlelight. The space fluctuated. He raised his eyes in confusion, and the next second his wife fell into his arms.

The cold air on his body was like an ice sculpture that had been left in the snow for a long time. Xiu Jin trembled in the cold and reacted by holding Rong Mo's shoulders.

"Momo?"

Xiu Jin touched the cold face, frowned, and there were tiny ice crystals hanging on her eyelashes.

Rong Mo didn't wear such thin clothes when he went out...

He didn't care about anything else, he hugged the limp Rong Mo, leaned her in his arms, and untied his night clothes that were wet with snow.

After checking whether Rong Mo was injured or not, he quickly ordered Lan Li to prepare water.

"Master, he is just weak and cold." The black bird flapped its wings without saying anything to Xiu Jin, and skillfully checked Rong Mo's body.

It's been a while

"Xiu Jin...",

A hoarse murmur came from the curtain.

Rong Mo opened his eyes and saw Xiu Jin dazzling in front of him.

His vision gradually became clearer, and he saw correctly that Xiu Jin was standing in front of his bed holding a bowl of something dark and unpleasant to drink.

Seeing that the person was awake, Xiu Jin went up to him and coaxed with a hint of resentment: "Good boy, drink the medicine. I've prepared your favorite candied fruit."

Rong Mo turned his head slightly and looked up outside the window. It was still dark.

"What time is it now?"

It was very difficult to squeeze out a word from his throat. His chest was burning with pain and his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear it.

"At this time," Xiu Jin replied, her face was not very pretty, but she still looked at him tenderly and handed the medicine to her mouth, "Take the medicine first, and we will talk about the rest later."

"I don't…"

Before the words of rejection could be uttered, the corners of Xiu Jin's raised lips slowly fell, and then he drank the soup without any reason, covering his thin lips on Rong Mo's lips.

As expected, it was very unpleasant to drink, bitter and spicy, and the thick medicinal smell poured into his mouth. The irritation made Rong Mo frown, and his hands were weak against Xiu Jin's chest and pushed.

"Uh-huh," Rong Mo shook his head in protest, his face pinched by cold knuckles and unable to move.

Until he swallowed the medicine, Xiu Jin kissed his lips soothingly, and finally the medicine turned into a lingering kiss.

"Fuck, you can take advantage of me by giving me medicine."

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken by Rong Mo's puzzlement. Xiu Jin took the remaining medicine and said, "Can you drink it by yourself now?"

"No." Rong Mo glared at Xiu Jin and raised his head. He would be willful if he had a slight illness, "If you can, feed me with your mouth."

"..." Xiu Jin and I tightened our hands on the bedside to suppress a "squeaking" sound.

In fact, Rong Mo felt Xiu Jin's anger when he opened his eyes, but Xiu Jin never lost his temper at him, so this anger was dispensable.

"I shouldn't have let you run away." Xiu Jin took a deep breath to get rid of the irritation in her heart.

At the beginning of winter, he was worried that Rong Mo was weak and sick, so he almost walked one step at a time, but today he couldn't stand Rong Mo and went back to the general's mansion.

When he saw it, it looked like he was dead, and he was so frightened that he stayed there until now.

Xiu Jin was very serious and honest, and gently rubbed the back of the man's hand with her fingers, "I'm going to drink. Isn't it okay to drink? Don't be angry."

He looked at the bowl of medicine and was about to hold his nose and take a breath, but his hand was suddenly held by Xiu Jin.

The bowl of medicine that looked like death was placed on the table.

“If you don’t want to drink, don’t drink”

"???", so easy to talk to?Rong Mo smiled, his lips were a little pale, and he looked like he was smiling.

Xiu Jin touched his face, lifted the quilt, lay on her side, and pulled him into her arms.

"I have a hunch that I won't get sick tomorrow." Rong Mo muttered quietly against his solid chest.

He found that as long as he did not pursue pronunciation and spoke in a low voice, he would not produce an unpleasant sound.

The room was very quiet, and the person huddled in his arms opened his bright eyes and whispered to him. Xiu Jin felt soft in his heart, hugging Rong Mo's big hands and caressing his furry head.

He also responded to Rong Mo in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you are sick, my blood can cure all diseases."

"Huh?" Rong Mo paused for a moment and frowned dissatisfied, with a very serious face, "You can't have such thoughts."

Xiu Jin looked at Rong Mo with a cute and serious look on his face, and his little face was as bulging as a bun. He chuckled softly and pulled her back into his arms, "Who told you to do things without caring about me?"

"How could I? It was an accident. You don't know how powerful Rong Feng's hand is. I can't use it if it's too thick."

"quibble"

The man kissed his forehead lightly, leaving a small patch of warmth. Rong Mo pinched Xiu Jin's wrapper, swallowed and nimbly penetrated it with her fingertips.

Go directly under the person to explore.

"What are you doing?" Xiu Jin snorted, lowered his eyes and smiled slyly, "You can't be sick."

Rong Mo asked nonchalantly, "I have a fever, do you feel it?"

"Hmm..." How could he not know after holding me for so long?

Rong Mo licked the corners of his lips, came up to Xiu Jin and pecked the side of his face, his eyes moving seductively: "Do you want to feel the love at 39°?"

"...", Xiu Jin's eyebrows moved slightly, she pressed down Rong Mo and locked it tightly in her arms, "I don't want to, sleep."

"Huh?", don't you want to eat meat?Rong Mo rolled his eyes and said, "It hurts."

The strength in my waist immediately relaxed.

"It hurts"

"It hurts here." Rong Mo touched his belly and wrinkled his face, "It hurts there too."

When he wiped Rong Mo's body, he didn't see any injuries?Did he suffer internal injuries?Worried about Rong Mo's health, he missed Rong Mo's smile of succeeding in his conspiracy. He pursed his thin lips and touched it with his big hands.

As a result, a small hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him down sharply. He touched his wife's spirited little brother.

The tips of his ears turned red instantly, "Rong Mo!"

Looking at his own golden eyes, the silence was broken by shame and anger, and it was not clear. Love and lust made the holy golden eyes corrupt.

There are no words to accuse him of sin.

Rong Mo smiled even happier.

"You know, I seem to be bullying you." Rong Mo rubbed the side of Xiu Jin's face with his fingertips.

"Stop making trouble." Xiu Jin took a deep breath and was about to let go. His chin was lifted forcefully, and he met the beautiful dark red pupils.

"I'm uncomfortable…"

"You have a fever." Xiu Jin pursed her lips. His wife had seduced her at the wrong time, and he felt uncomfortable.

"I'm saying "s", Rong Mo bit his lower lip, smiling brightly and extremely charmingly.

"You...", Xiu Jin's stomach tightened, and he felt helpless. He couldn't bear to see Rong Mo sad, so he finally took a step back, "I'll help you."

Rong Mo's eyes flashed, her hot face rubbed against Xiu Jin's, and then she lay down obediently.

Xiu Jin closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at Rong Mo. The people around her were obviously doing this on purpose. She didn't usually see Qian with such a lustful look.

It doesn't hurt. Do you still need to grab his arm?

The annoying little goblin...

Xiu Jin's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, not because it was more tiring than physical work.

By the time Rong Mo subsided, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

The man, dripping with sweat, narrowed his eyes and grabbed his sleeves, "Why are you going?"

"handwashing"

Listening to the husky and sexy tone, Rong Mo's eyes lit up and he smiled evilly, "Aren't you really uncomfortable?"

"What do you think?" Xiu Jin looked at him with an unkind look on his face.

"Then what to do?"

He asked knowingly, and sure enough he saw that the man's face was a little red, "Cold water shower"

"Puch, hahahaha"

He couldn't hold it back anymore, so he laughed under the quilt, his voice was hoarse, and his laughter was intermittently not pleasant.

Even so, Xiu Jin's face turned even redder.

Looking away unnaturally, he endured shyness and warned, "Just wait here for me to come back."

The laughter stopped suddenly. He looked at Rong Mo wiping the tears from laughter at the end of his eyes and said to him, "I can help you."

"If you keep talking I'll get angry"

This was the first time that Xiu Jin blushed and said unthreatening words because of her forbearance.

Rong Mo was stunned. Damn it, he saw something, a repair dog that said he was angry.

With an arrow in his heart, Rong Mo lifted up the quilt and his feet were pulled back as soon as they landed on the ground.

"Don't go too far"

"It's quite fierce." Rong Mo looked at the light and thin lips, and the red lips showed a beautiful arc.

"You won't get sick with this," he pointed to his lips.

Xiu Jin's head was empty for an instant, and his thoughts were turned into a mess. His head rested on Rong Mo's shoulder, and he breathed heavily, "What on earth do you want me to do, little ancestor..."

"You follow me"

Rong Mo's hot breath sprayed against his ears, sending down waves of heat all the way into his heart.

Xiu Jin squeezed his shoulders harder and harder. Rong Mo tilted his head and said, "If you don't let me touch you, I won't let you touch you in the future either."

"You... are too willful." Xiu Jin relaxed her strength, with mixed emotions in her eyes, including love, pampering and more helplessness.

Rong Mo obediently sat on the bed and smiled at Xiu Jin. He liked to see Xiu Jin compromise for him again and again, breaking the bottom line.

To satisfy his bad temper, he likes to watch the gods fall and stain these holy eyes.

He looked at the golden eyes as clear as water, filled with desire. The person as cold as frost and snow was filled with lust, and she shed her noble skin and joined him in the filth.