Long Aotian is not happy today

Xuanji Continent, Huawu City, Lingshui Bay.

Dusk has arrived, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

The fire-like light falls on the clear water, and with the ripples slowly undulating, a beautiful landscape painting unfolds.

The Lingshui River, which winds for thousands of miles from Xiling and irrigates thousands of acres of fertile fields along the way, flexibly turns a corner at the foot of Yanyi Mountain, cleverly enclosing a piece of the most fertile plain in its arms. The jadeite is inlaid with gold, and the jade is wrapped around a belt, which is too beautiful to be absorbed.

Hundreds of years ago, a Da Neng surnamed Hang passed by here and was fascinated by the beautiful scenery, so he moved his family and moved here.

... After that, this piece of plain water bay became the property of the Hang family.

Although it was almost dusk at this time, there were several girls in tulle lingering by the stream.

They poured the water full of aura into the wooden basin, picked the delicate flowers on the bank with their slender hands, put them on their temples, looked down at the shadow in the water, their pink lips curled up, and they smiled.

"This flower is so beautiful to wear, the young master will definitely like it when he sees it."

"Your skin is yellowish, and it won't work. Why don't you let me do it? Young Master is in a bad mood today. I'll try to make him happy."

"...If I didn't see you every time, how could the young master be in a bad mood?"

"Stop talking nonsense, it's clearly because the master criticized the young master in the martial arts field, the young master is sad..."

While Yingying and Yanyan talked and laughed, the work in hand was not bad at all, and the wooden basin was quickly filled with clear river water.

After packing up all the utensils, the girls put the wooden basins on their heads and walked quickly towards the back door of Hang Mansion.

Inside Hang Mansion, there is a luxurious white jade bathing pool.

The white mist was transpiring, the water vapor was curling up, and tiny dewdrops condensed on the beams and columns, slowly falling downward.

——falling between the slender fingers.

Wiping the caught water drops on the bronze mirror with a flick of his hand, Hang Xiao sighed deeply as he looked at the blooming flower marks on the mirror.

"unacceptable."

He complained: "It's too much, Mr. 025, please judge - it took me a whole winter to whiten my skin a little bit, but Dad actually had the heart to let me bask in the sun for an afternoon!"

"Yo, yeah, let me see."

A voice emerged in Hang Xiao's mind, and said with a bit of joking: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really dark."

"right!"

Hang Shih's finger that was touching the mirror surface snapped hard, then retracted quickly, hugging his head and wailing: "He still doesn't allow me to wear a shirt. How can I meet people when I’m posting a job job? Look at me now, look at me—”

An invisible strong wind emerged, like a long wind blowing in, and the steaming mist was quickly dispersed by spiritual power.

Remove the barrier of water mist, the bronze mirror reveals a smooth surface, clearly reflecting the white jade platform in the house, the bright yellow candlelight, and the center of the fire, lingering with a faint luster, the thin and tall body.

The first thing that appeared was a pair of outrageously long legs with firm skin, implying a strong explosive power.

Upward is the tight hips, narrow waist and broad shoulders, smooth lines, and a light hook of the slender arms can make all the girls in the world blush and fall obediently.

The skin was originally a beautiful wheat color, but after covering it for a winter, it gradually turned into a lustrous jade white, and because of being exposed to the sun, a healthy blush appeared from the depths.

Not to mention the strong capital somewhere, even if they are sleeping quietly, they can still make ninety-nine out of ten men in the world feel ashamed.

"What a perfect figure, what an ecstatic size..."

Hang Shih held the bronze mirror, looked at the scene in the mirror reluctantly, and stretched out his hand in grief: "It's a pity that I can't use it for me, why not..."

Touching the fingertips of the person in the mirror, the tentacles are cold.

He said sadly: "Cast..."

"Oh huh?"

The system said in his mind: "Do you want me to help you get the knife?"

"... Forget it, I'll just say it casually."

Hang Xiao raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and saw the loneliness and helplessness in each other's eyes.

His pair of phoenix eyes, which are as bright as stars, are now stained with thick water vapor and drenched by the loneliness in his heart, like clouds over a dark night.

——Oh, what a handsome man.

Sad to lose a soul.

Hang Xiao doesn't like this Long Aotian mission.

A year ago, he was an ordinary youth at the 21st Century Film University.

...Well, maybe a little unusual, he's gay, zero.

It's just that due to the eyesight of friends around him and the hurdles in his heart that are not easy to overcome, Hangshi didn't go clubbing, dating, dating, or one-night stands.

He purely surfed the Internet, and with the help of the developed Internet and corrupt culture, he taught himself to become a virgin with clear concepts, clear theories, rich gestures, and eager to try.

Then, Hang Hour wore it.

A system is bound to play Long Aotian in a novel.

Long Aotian, as the name suggests, is a well-deserved protagonist.

This identity is not only the pure yang saint body, extremely hot blood, and unprecedented aptitude, but also the future will be flooded with peach blossoms, beautiful concubines, kneeling and licking his younger brother can be lined up from the gate to the end of the gate.

The author is a resolute fan of cool writing, and never abuses the master. Most of the villains will be killed in seconds as soon as they show up, and the rare few will drag on for a few more chapters, but in the end they die even worse.

When 025 told Hang Shi about the matter, he also sighed with emotion again and again, "Tsk, I have brought many hosts, and I have never seen anyone as lucky as you."

While listening to it, Hang Xiao turned into a liver-colored face.

This is fate?

He is completely, completely, no, okay with women!

Since God arranged for him to wear it, why didn't he give him a peerless and easy attack!

Hang Shi put on a bitter face, and listened to the complaint with 025.

025 was silent for a long time, and said softly: "You know, our mission does not allow people to collapse in front of others, otherwise you and I will be punished."

"But no."

At that time, Hang Xiao stood under the shade of a tree, looked at the row of beauties waiting to serve under the eaves, beat his chest and said: "If you don't give me a man, but want me to sleep with a woman, you might as well kill me."

"Shh, keep your voice down." 025 pouted, "You are already Hang Aotian, shouting for a man in broad daylight, what are you talking about?"

"Then you will give me a way out!"

"Idiot, people, people, don't collapse, people, design, haven't I made it clear enough? Actively asking for sleep is definitely not acceptable, passively being fucked is fine!"

After a moment of stunned, Hang Xiao suddenly realized.

025, I didn't expect you to be such a teacher of 025.

—but I like it.

With the support of such obsession, Hang Xiao started the difficult journey of playing Long Aotian.

The heating enveloped the water mist, and after the spiritual power dissipated, the copper mirror was once again covered with a layer of white mist.

The picture in the mirror is gradually covered with a layer of thin clouds.

Under the pale yellow candlelight, the handsome figure appears and disappears, his body is tall and tall, and his intimacy makes him more attractive.

Looking at the blurred face outline in the mirror, Hang Xiao couldn't help but sighed again.

Just at this moment, a soft call came from outside the door.

"My lord, do you want Qing'er to come in and help you refill water?"

Her voice was shy and timid, like a warbler's cry, and the word "gongzi" alone made her call out the tenderness with nine twists and eighteen bends.

When Hang Xiao heard this voice, he couldn't help shivering down his spine.

He looked around, tore off a robe from the screen, put it on his body hastily, raised his head and shouted: "...don't add water, stop soaking."

The maid outside the door was rather disappointed, and answered yes in a low voice.

025 wondered: "Why don't you soak it? Didn't you say that the muscles are tight after practicing martial arts, so you have to soak it?"

Hang Xiao was busy pulling the ribbon around his waist, but it was not enough to tie it around, so he wrapped it around the front and tied a knot, and pulled the two ends to ensure its firmness.

Without raising his head, he said with a heavy heart: "And then, someone slipped and fell into the tub?"

"It's too late for others to be happy when a beautiful woman throws herself into her arms."

"I'm a mother."

Hang Xiao smiled wryly and clasped his hands together, bowed in front of him, and said helplessly, "Teacher 025, please forgive me. She was so wet that her waistline was exposed last time. If it happens again, my father will really send her What should I do to fill in the room?"

At least in the original book, the protagonist took a few personal maidservants as concubines, and even used a lot of resources to forcibly help these girls improve their qualifications and help them embark on the journey of cultivation.

It's a pity that there are very few descriptions in the article about the period before the start of the plot.

Hang Xiao was not sure whether these girls had gotten up early to play around with the protagonist, or felt that they were soft-tempered and thin-skinned.

... Well, anyway, you can't beat them, you can't scold them, and you can't explain the reason clearly.

"You can't tell them my dear, but I have always regarded you as a sister?"

Hang Xiao smiled wryly and shook his head, tied up his long hair with a light golden ribbon, then pushed open the door and stepped out of the bathroom.

There were two full rows of maids standing outside the door, scattered on both sides of the road, all in pink skirts with peach cheeks, holding sake, melons and fruits in their hands, with beautiful eyes and longing, charming and charming.

Standing where his eyes met, Hang Shi's calf trembled suddenly.

025: "What's wrong?"

"A little soft..."

With a calm and handsome face, Hang Xiao suppressed the feeling of numbness in his scalp and whispered in his mind: "I remember that at the end of this article, the protagonist accepted no less than thirty girls. After he finished taking a shower, go outside Also stand in a few rows, staring at green eyes like hungry wolves... Isn't he wilting?"

"No promise."

025 sneered and said: "You have to believe in the capital of your body, thirty is nothing, even three hundred can be eaten."

"hiss--"

Hang Shi was speechless.

motherfucker.

Such a great battery life was actually born on a weapon that was of no use to him.

Sure enough, it's still castrated, right?

Gathering his mind, Hang Xiao dragged his heavy steps and walked forward slowly.

The pace is slow, the foot is steady, the spirit is tense, and you are always ready to deal with unexpected situations.

His right hand hangs down slightly by his side, while his left hand is tucked into his sleeve, secretly protecting the tight belt around his waist.

At the same time, his eyes shifted, he looked around calmly, and finally stopped on the sideburns of a girl in front right.

The girl was the most beautiful among the crowd, with creamy skin, distant eyebrows, and a pure white camellia planted on her temples, delicate and pure, with a few drops of water dripping on the petals, reflecting the gorgeous luster under the sun.

Hang Xiao would like to swear on his chastity that this group of girls had never done this kind of dress up before.

Goal confirmed, today is this person!

What will be your excuse today?

Slips, sprains, or sore knees?

Hang Xiao secretly heightened his vigilance.

Sure enough, as expected, when she walked up to the girl with flowers on her temples, the girl suddenly let out a coquettish cry, a large blush appeared on her forehead, her feet were soft, as if she was suffering from heat stroke, and she fell straight towards Hang Xiao!

Hang hour has long been prepared.

His steps were slightly stagnant, and he turned slightly sideways, avoiding the direction where the girl fell.

At the same time, the right hand wrapped in the long sleeve of the snow suit suddenly turned over, and the fingertips were lightly twitched. Immediately, a light-colored spiritual energy gushed out from the sleeve, arousing several strands of strong wind, like an invisible hand, supporting the girl's shoulder.

But he expected one, but not the other.

The moment the girl fell down, her well-tied belt suddenly untied, and the light red ribbon flew in front of Hang Xiao, drawing a graceful arc, like a rainbow dancing, making the young man's eyes shrink——

Behind the ribbon, a touch of whiteness quietly leaked out.

Hang Hour: "!!!"

These girls have no bottom line every day!

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, he said "sorry", he flicked his long sleeves hastily, and with the spiritual power under his feet like the wind, he leaped up to the roof with his strength and fled.

A string of silver bell-like laughter from the girls drifted from behind.

……

Until the night was covered, Hang Xiao was lying on the pear wood bed covered with silk and satin, listening to the gentle breeze outside the window and the chirping of insects.

"This year's maids are all poisonous."

He raised his hand, gestured a bamboo cage-like square in mid-air, and said angrily, "Take off your clothes at the speed of light, aren't you afraid of being soaked in a pig cage?"

"But it's also possible to soar into the sky." 025 yawned, and said slowly, "Besides, will you dip their pig cages?"

"..."

"Look, this is being bullied by being kind." 025 said, "Xiao, this is not good."

"……Do you tube."

Hang Xiao put down his hands, turned over sullenly, and buried himself in the pillow.

The silk and satin flowed like a spring, flowing between the fingers, bringing a strange touch.

Just at this moment, he heard a slight "squeak".

The door of the room seemed to be pushed open a crack. Accompanied by the sound of cramped and low breathing, someone looked around the door for a while, and finally tiptoed in.

——No way, is it over?

Can't pass out, climb into bed at night, these girls are so straightforward?

Hang Shi lay on the bed, blinked his eyes a few times, looked at the bright moonlight on the bedside, and suddenly felt that he should seriously think about the plan of "killing chickens to scare monkeys".

But after a while, Hang Xiao felt something was wrong again.

He held his breath, pricked up his ears, and tried to tell.

Practitioners have keen senses.

From the human footsteps and breathing, he vaguely sensed that the one who came to climb the bed this time was not a girl, but a... man?

The author has something to say:

The cultivation level of this article: Ninth Grade to First Grade

It’s not important, don’t forget it, just read the story and it’s over. I originally wanted to use the method of self-cultivation, building foundation and Yuanying, but later found that the simple and crude ones are suitable for me XD

Please bookmark the column in advance~〃?〃

"The Hidden Diary of Prosperous Beauty"

Gu Lang transmigrated into the Omega with the most handsome appearance, the most outstanding temperament, and the purest blood in the entire interstellar world.

The complexion is cold, the jaw is sharp, and the peach blossom eyes look back inadvertently, the light in the eyes is flowing, and the soul is mesmerizing.

Everyone said that such an Omega is destined to be an imperial concubine in this life.

When he was an adult, Gu Lang really waited for the royal family's aircraft and a dark gold invitation letter with violets printed on it.

ten days later...

He was sent to an enemy country as a spy.

Gu Lang: "???"

What about prosperity and wealth?

……

The spy mission is to get close to the enemy marshal and steal military secrets.

Rumors say that this marshal is vicious and ruthless. He is known as the strongest Alpha, a weapon of war, and a meat grinder on the battlefield.

The elite spies sent by the empire fell down one after another in front of this person, and they fell in a uniform appearance, like harvested leeks.

Gu Lang: I feel like a fat quail QAQ delivering food.

——Marshal, don't eat... Ahh, don't kill me!

——Look at me, I look ignorant, obviously a vase?

Marshal Fierce God touched his head, his lingering eyes swept across the back of the young man Ruyu's neck, his expression was dark, his eyes dim, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy."

……

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The rumored marshal who is 'not close to O color' has such a fierce posture of pulling his clothes and belts, and he is so proficient!

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Lang was paralyzed and his voice was hoarse and trembling: "Qin Lang, your federation...is this how you interrogate spies?"

The marshal smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed the young man's slightly swollen lips.

"We have many interrogation positions."

"I'll help you remember everything bit by bit."

Leave something unsaid, try to make a big reversal XD

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