Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top

Press-mass-stick?

Mo Qing's eyes widened, and she was secretly puzzled by this unfamiliar term. Although she didn't understand it, she subconsciously didn't like this description.

His lips were drawn into a line, and he finally felt a little uncomfortable with Liang Yu's words in his heart. When he wanted to say something, Liang Yu directly sealed his lips...

It is clearly the same fiery body and solid chest.

When embracing and combining, Mo Qing felt that something was different...

"Ruohuan..." Mo Qing bit her lower lip, clutched his arms with a blushing face, and could only weep under the violent collision.

The physiological tears escaping from his eyes moistened his eye sockets. Looking at the young man who was hugging him, Mo Qing finally realized what was different. Usually Liang Yu looked at him with fiery and intoxicated eyes at such passionate moments. .

At this moment, there was nothing in the eyes looking at him.

Unperturbed.

Mo Qing couldn't help closing her eyes, not daring to meet Liang Yu's eyes again.

But closing his eyes, he couldn't stop the pain that lingered in his heart.

Even though the injury of his immortal bone had recovered, he actually felt this pain again, but it didn't seem to be the same as that kind of physical pain.

Liang Yu's eyes were cold when he heard his whisper.

"Go to sleep." After it was over, Liang Yu extinguished the lights with the wind of his palm, and closed the curtain with a soft sound.

Mo Qing noticed that something was wrong with him, but he was so exhausted at this time that he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Liang Yu sat by the bed, listening to Mo Qing's steady breathing, but he was inexplicably irritable, and even had the urge to light a cigarette.

Even though he knew that the male lead's operation was expected, the result of being affected by his mind was still beyond his expectations. Even though this step bored him, he still went on dutifully.

He just hated the irritability it caused him.

I was so irritated that even this kind of bed fighting game that I usually find interesting was beginning to feel tasteless.

Liang Yu took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out, standing on the small attic balcony blowing the cold wind all night.

When Mo Qing woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

"Uncle Qing." Ah Jing heard the movement inside, pushed the door slightly and walked in, holding a basin of water in his hand, "Young Master asked me to serve you, wash your face first and sober up."

Ah Jing took a towel and soaked it in some hot water, squeezed it dry and handed it to Mo Qing.

"Where is Ruohuan?" Mo Qing asked lightly, frowning slightly.

Looking at the position next to his bed, it doesn't look like he has slept with someone at all.

Didn't he sleep in the room last night?

"Young Master has a guest at this time..." Ah Jing glanced at him, with a strange expression on his face. After thinking about it, he asked Mo Qing in a low voice: "Master Qing, did the Young Master quarrel with you?"

Otherwise, why did you suddenly accept Bustard's request today?

Mo Qing frowned upon hearing this.

Mo Qing glanced at Ah Jing: "Why do you ask that?"

Ah Jing scratched his head and said: "Uncle Qing is usually nice to you, Ah Jing knows that Uncle Qing still likes you very much, but yesterday, your son spent the night on the balcony, so Ah Jing thought that Uncle Qing must have gotten along with you What a misunderstanding, but this little lover will inevitably have conflicts when getting along, and the upper and lower teeth will fight..."

Ah Jing talked for a long time, hoping that this uncle Qing could reconcile with the young master sooner.

Mo Qing frowned slightly, and stopped Ah Jing's words: "I don't have that kind of relationship with your son..."

Ah Jing was stunned for a while, looking at Mo Qing's still indifferent expression, he opened his mouth to say something, but finally fell silent, he walked to the door silently, and when he grabbed the doorknob, he turned back suddenly.

Ah Jing went and came back, but his face was full of anger, "Everyone in the world only knows that the maid is ruthless and the play is not righteous, but the most ruthless thing in the world is you who think that you can play with others with some stinky money." Emotional whore! I thought you were different from other people, but I didn’t expect that you are no different from others, but the most hateful thing about people like you is that you are obviously ruthless, and you also show that you care about others, giving people unnecessary hopes... Pooh , I thought you were a refined fairy, but it turns out that you are just a vulgar bastard with a heartless heart..."

Ah Jing grew up in the building, and was used to seeing the faces of the guests, but at this time she somehow felt angry from her guts, forgot Mo Qing's identity for a moment, and just focused on bursting into anger.

After scolding happily, seeing Mo Qing's stunned expression, he was afraid for a while, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

This uncle Qing is not only rich, but the previous hand that dealt with Uncle Leng is enough for him to drink a pot. If he slaps him in a fit of anger, he must not be slapped to death.

Mo Qing was indeed a little unresponsive, this was the first time he was being scolded.

The person who scolded him was not Ruo Huan, whom he was ashamed of, but Ruo Huan's servant. After being scolded so harshly, he felt more and more guilty in his heart. He didn't remember that he was a big spender.

Just thinking about A Jing's words over and over again, is he a heartless person?

Ah Jing felt uneasy for a long time after finishing her mouth addiction, and found that Uncle Qing didn't seem to be angry or intending to settle accounts with him.

The child is bigger again.

Ah Jing raised her head, snorted and said, "Anyway, I won't let you bully Young Master. It's great to be rich! Someone who is handsome and interesting like Young Master will always be recognized by someone. Hanged from a tree, the young master is meeting a rich man right now..."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

His words made Mo Qing's heart tighten, and she couldn't help calling A Jing: "You also think that your son... likes me very much?"

Ah Jing was a little scared at first, but after scolding him, the uncle Qing didn't respond, so he quickly climbed up the pole.

Immediately poohed: "Although the young master is unfortunately reduced to prostitution, but he was raised in the building since he was a child, just like the young master of the family. He knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. His beautiful hands are always used to play the piano and play the flute. The purpose of doing elegant things is not to be a kitchen lady! He rejected all other rich men because of you, and only served you, not because of what he likes. The poor son can see through the world with his eyes, but he can't get rid of it. The vulgar made the mistake of the women in the entertainment venue putting their love on the prostitutes..."

Mo Qing was stunned again by Ah Jing's scolding.

Unexpectedly, he still felt that Ah Jing was right in scolding, and he seemed to be getting more and more guilty.

The only thing that makes him uncomfortable is to hear one client at a time. In his heart, he is different from those pleasure-seekers...

"You're right, I did fail him..." Mo Qing lowered her eyes, her heart was oppressed by a sense of guilt, but no matter how much guilt she felt, it was impossible for him to respond to Ruohuan.

Even, in the future, he will have to use him to find the divine master.

Ruohuan said that she would slowly let go of her affection for him, and if she knew that she still wanted to use him, she would be completely indifferent to him even the slightest remaining tenderness.

Thinking of this kind of result, Mo Qing felt as if his chest was blocked by a boulder, which made him almost unable to breathe.

Ah Jing was dumbfounded when he heard this, was he scolding Uncle Qing for being stupid?Even admitted it?

Mo Qing didn't care about his reaction and just drifted away.

Mo Qing disappeared, and came to the wing room of the main building where Liang Yu was. In the room sat a mighty-looking strange man, staring obsessively at Liang Yu who was playing the piano.

"Ruohuan, this general has been in so many brothels, but the one you play suits my taste, unlike people from other places who always like those mournful tunes of love, love, sorrow and sorrow, it's really disgusting. "

Today's benefactor is a veteran general on the battlefield, he is only 30 years old, Liang Yu likes him, so it is rare that he is willing to pick up this guest during the day.

Liang Yu caressed like the roar of the Yellow River, torrential and pouring, violent and violent, with murderous intent, which naturally suited the appetite of this kind of warrior.

Although Liang Yu has also learned Guqin, he is really not proficient, and the score is only found in the system, so he is not considered to be skilled, but it is completely enough to deal with these clients.

Liang Yu couldn't remember the name of this person, but some familiar clients heard his nonsense and were too lazy to answer. In addition, the matter of Mo Qing made him feel a little irritable, and his fingertips moved faster and faster on the strings.

The general was secretly startled, this young man is not as good as the weak crown, how could he have such a murderous look?

Just listening to this kid makes blood boil, and even the murderous aura has turned into substance, the gauze curtain in the room is not moved by the wind, and he even feels a chest tightness in his heart ...

"Zheng!" The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

The general only felt a gust of wind blowing towards his ears, he was startled subconsciously, and instinctively turned his head away, but heard a slight creaking sound, the copper incense burner on the table next to him was like a knife cutting tofu, with neat fractures Half of it broke off at an angle and slid off the table.

The incense plate in the incense burner was also cut in half, and fell to pieces on the table, and Liang Yu's spiced cigarettes floated up.

The general was startled, and looked up at Liang Yu.

"If you show your shame, you disturbed the general." Liang Yu said apologetic words, but his expression was completely indifferent.

The general regained his senses after being shocked, and finally understood why he felt that this young man had such a different temperament from other brothels, he couldn't help but asked in doubt, "Since Ruohuan has such skills, why is he trapped in such a place? How about going to the battlefield with this general to open up borders?"

"Thank you." Liang Yu smiled slightly: "Ruohuan knows some tricks, but it's just for self-entertainment, I'm afraid it will make you laugh when you go to the battlefield..."

The general strongly disagreed, and wanted to persuade him again, but Liang Yu waved his hand.

The general sighed inwardly, this kind of person is actually trapped in this kind of place, if he wants to leave, no one can keep him...

Appreciation is all appreciation, but the purpose of coming today is still not forgotten. With the incense in the censer I just inhaled, my body is a little hot and hot, and there is some color in my eyes for a while, "The general was away from the city for too long last time, but on the way. I miss Ruohuan so much, I finally came back to see Ruohuan once, so let's not talk about it today, how about if Ruohuan just stay with me?"

Liang Yu raised his brows, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

These prostitutes came to beg him to pick chrysanthemums, and even the general was "ridden". Shouldn't he be honored?

Mo Qing has been watching from the sidelines.

After this observation, I found something different. It turned out that Ruohuan looked like this in front of other guests...the face was the kind of fake smile he had seen on the mountain before...