Give me a kiss [Quick Transmigration]

, but in her eyes, they still feel that happiness is the most important, so they didn't say anything, just let the two of them live a good life.

If Wu Keshan is dissatisfied with his current life, it is probably that Song Nianzu has too little free time. Although compared with some people in other troops who can only contact their families by visiting relatives, Song Nianzu and the others are already very relaxed. Yes, but for Wu Keshan, regardless of the issue of physical communication, he is willing to stay together even if they don't have sex.

I probably also know that I really owe Wu Keshan a lot in terms of the time I spend with you. Song Nianzu gritted his teeth and accepted every trick Wu Keshan played, and never counterattacked. Otherwise, compared to the value of force, how could Wu Keshan overwhelm Song Nianzu is sure that his heart will soften.

On this day, according to the usual practice, Song Nianzu returned to the rented house of the two of them after he got the vacation, looked at the piles of bags in the living room, and shouted into the room.

"Keshan? I'm back."

Then he saw Wu Keshan with his hair tied up, wearing a loose vest and slacks coming out of the room carrying something, he immediately greeted him, took it from his hand, then bent slightly and the two exchanged a kiss.

"Why did you pack up your things before I came back? Didn't you say that you worked so hard and waited for me to go home?"

Putting the bag in the living room with ease, Song Nianzu turned to look at the smiling young man beside him and said.

"It's okay to stay at home anyway, have you borrowed a car?"

"Well, it's parked downstairs. I'll just pack up and carry it down later."

Today is the day when two people move to a new home. They bought a second-hand house with a good location, because the owner is eager to sell it, and the price is not high. They just have to pay the full amount at one time. They spent most of the money around them. Then Song Nianzu comrade-in-arms introduced the decoration company to renovate it.

Although the money was spent, neither of them felt distressed. Having their own home is a feeling that money can't match.

With Song Nianzu's joining, he swiftly and neatly packed the things at home, and then carried them down one by one under Wu Keshan's squinting eyes.

Looking at Song Nianzu's strong body, Wu Keshan licked his somewhat dry lips, and then carried the remaining light luggage into the car.

In fact, it would be fine for him to ask for a moving company, but Song Nianzu didn't think it was necessary. Moving these things was a matter of minutes for him, so why spend that money.

Finally, after checking around the rental house, the two people closed the doors and windows, pulled the switch, locked the door and left the place where they had lived for a while.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Wu Keshan leaned over and kissed Song Nianzu on the corner of his mouth.

"Toil, Mr. Song, please be a driver and a laborer again."

Song Nianzu has gradually gotten used to Wu Keshan's jokes from time to time. If you ask him, Wu Keshan's current appearance has the vitality that young people should have, and he also likes to see the other party's current appearance.

"Fasten your seat belt, I'm driving."

Just accept it when you see it, and Wu Keshan obediently lowered his head and fastened his seat belt.After looking at the jeep borrowed by Song Nianzu, and looking at the man who was sitting upright while driving, he felt that the man was really suitable for driving this kind of car, and he was handsome enough.

Thinking about when I have saved enough money, I must buy one for myself. Man, there is no one who doesn't love cars.But he didn't plan to tell Song Nianzu about buying a car, but planned to give him a surprise in the future.

If Song Nianzu's love model is an old couple, then Wu Keshan must have been in love forever. He likes to play tricks, ahem, of course not only in bed.

After driving to the destination, the two of them washed their hands and then lay comfortably on the sofa chosen by Wu Keshan after they moved the things up in boxes.

Leaning his head crookedly on Song Nianzu's shoulder, Wu Keshan looked at the living room full of boxes, feeling full of heart.

Song Nianzu was sweating thinly, Wu Keshan's warm body leaned over, he pushed, and let the other lean on.

"Tsk, you don't dislike the sweat all over your body."

Wu Keshan buried the other party's neck with a sullen smile, and then pulled the other party up.

"In this case, let's try the water heater at home first."

Looking at his appearance, he knew that taking a bath was not that simple. Song Nianzu coughed with wandering eyes, and followed him to the bathroom.

Naturally, the temperature in the bathroom quickly rose with the steam of hot water. The not-so-spacious bathtub was crowded with two grown men, but soon Wu Keshan was lying in the bathtub, looking at him with burning eyes. Song Nianzu sat straddling his waist and abdomen, slowly taking a part of himself into his body.

"Um……"

When they entered completely, both of them couldn't help but let out some noises from their mouths. Song Nianzu hadn't done it for some days, so Wu Keshan didn't move immediately, but waited for Song Nianzu to slow down. Slowly get used to what's in your body.

When Song Nianzu's face looked better, he tentatively began to heave. At first, Wu Keshan was quite satisfied with the initiative of the other party, and he was very comfortable being served, but gradually he became excited, so he couldn't help but push his waist up. Originally, because of the problem of the posture, the penetration was very deep, and the frequency of the opponent's sitting down hit it upwards, which made both of them feel so comfortable that their scalps went numb.

He stroked Song Nianzu's waistline upwards, and then reluctantly returned to the other party's buttocks, squeezed and kneaded, squeezed the buttocks in the middle, and matched with his own in and out, bringing more comfortable enjoyment.

"Hiss, Brother Nianzu, it's so comfortable, um, are you happy?"

The water in the bathtub was constantly rippling due to the movements of the two of them, and there was a dull slapping sound under the water. Some hot water was brought into Song Nianzu's rear acupoint from time to time as Wu Keshan withdrew and entered, and Wu Keshan felt that he was clenched. His inner wall is more humid and charming than usual.

"Ah, take it easy, you want to stab me to death, you little bastard."

Song Nianzu couldn't bear Wu Keshan's sudden and fierce thrusting for a while, and couldn't help but tugged at the wet hair of Wu Keshan.

Wu Keshan smiled at the man with wet eyes above him, stretched out his hand to hook the man's head, pressed down and kissed passionately.

While complying with the other party's request, he no longer twitched, but grinded and tossed deep in the other party's body, making Song Nianzu couldn't help shrinking his back for a while, and his breathing became much faster.

When parting his lips, Song Nianzu understood Wu Keshan's wicked taste.

"Forget it, do whatever you want, don't torture me."

Holding the edge of the bathtub with one hand to stabilize the hit body, and the other hand came to comfort the neglected hard object in front of him, Song Nianzu closed his eyes and gasped for breath, in Wu Keshan's eyes, he couldn't be more attractive.

After a quick visit, the two rushed to their bodies, wrapped themselves in towels and walked out.

The two of them turned over their underpants and put them on, then just wiped their hair with their bare upper bodies. Wu Keshan's long hair was also troublesome here, but fortunately, he was patient when he was alone, and now Song Nianzu took care of it. Washed and wiped for him, then took out the hair dryer and dried it slowly.

After finishing, Song Nianzu resolutely refused to cuddle with the other party, and don't make it too easy to wipe the gun and fire. After the clothes and daily necessities in the box are arranged first, the two of them simply ate something and continued to rest in the living room .

Wu Keshan was resting on Song Nianzu's lap, holding a sketchbook, doodling and correcting, and his habit of writing down at any time has not changed. Song Nianzu combed his hair with one hand, and played with the tablet computer on the sofa with the other hand.

As expected of a person who can dazzle with daggers, Song Nianzu's ability to cut fruit is beyond Wu Keshan's. He created all the records on the tablet at home. Wu Keshan brought it to the company and others still don't believe it.

Looking up at the serious-looking man who was cutting fruit, Wu Keshan couldn't help laughing. In the sketchbook, it seemed that Song Nianzu bowed his head seriously, and raised his hand to touch the other's cheek.

"what happened?"

"Look how handsome my man is."

He rubbed the other person's head with a broken smile, as tolerant as before.

"Is an old man who is almost 30 years old handsome?"

Laughing loudly, Wu Keshan couldn't help sitting up and pressing on the opponent.

"How old is it? I didn't see it, anyway, Brother Nian Zu is the most handsome in my eyes."

Kissed the corners of the other person's eyes with some smile lines, then the center of the brows, kissed back and forth, and then kissed the other person's lips heavily.

Whether it is 30 years old, 7, or 80 years old, I am the prettiest in our family, and you are the most handsome.

"The goal is to give me a kiss to Wu Keshan, and it has been successfully achieved."

☆, 54·Female Clothes Fetish Ghost Animal Gong x Masculine Special Police Shou

When he was with Song Nianzu, Wu Keshan never concealed his femininity, so now that he has his own house, his favorite thing to do at home is to happily wear the clothes he designed.

Although his stature is tall, Wu Keshan's figure is thin, and he designs clothes to modify his figure deliberately, so it's not awkward to wear, and occasionally he looks like a neutral beauty when he goes out.

For his hobby, Song Nianzu was quite tolerant and didn't give any lectures or anything like that. Although he couldn't say he liked it, he still respected him.But it’s rather awkward, who made Wu Keshan always use the excuse of making up for the parting days, and seize the opportunity to play new tricks when the two of them have physical exchanges, even if it’s not once or twice, but every time Wu Keshan wears it Song Nianzu will still be particularly sensitive, ashamed and angry if he loves women's clothes.

The age of 30 is not considered the golden age among the special police, but Song Nianzu's physical fitness is still very good, and he is still active in the front line of the mission, so it is a pity that he missed Wu Keshan's birthday this time despite being busy.

Wu Keshan said he didn't mind, but Song Nianzu could still hear the disappointment in the other party's words, so as soon as he couldn't figure it out, he was tricked by the other party into agreeing to something incredible.

Hang up the phone, hold your forehead silently, let's talk about it when the time comes.

Although celebrating a birthday alone is rather lonely, Wu Keshan's mood is actually much better after a phone call. He cooks and orders casually, then gears up and walks to the specially vacated design room at home to prepare for the next surprise.

I am very considerate of the other party, I spent my birthday alone, and I must make it up.While sketching the lines on the paper, Wu Keshan was in a happy mood.This time he had already figured it out, before Song Nianzu came back from vacation, it was enough for him to make the clothes.Thinking of the scene at that time, he couldn't help swallowing, it must be because he had been abstinent for too long.

Every holiday, he opens the door with both excitement and tragedy. Song Nianzu feels that his psychological quality is still not strong enough. Thinking about the misery of being tossed every time after signing an unequal treaty, he instantly wants to return to the team. A few more days of training.

When he got home, he wandered around and found that Wu Keshan was not at home. He was a little disappointed and unconsciously relieved, but he also knew that he couldn't escape at night, but it would be good to give him some time to prepare mentally. .

The house was clean and there was no housework to do at all, so he called Wu Keshan and said that he had arrived home, and asked him what he would like to have for dinner first.

"Of course I will eat you tonight."

Wu Keshan, who received the call, said ambiguously on the phone, but in the end he reported the names of a few dishes under Song Nianzu's helpless inquiry, sweetly blew a kiss across the phone, and waited to go back to enjoy the big meal at night, all kinds of meanings dinner.

Because I have expectations, I don’t feel tired at all when I return home at night.Taking off his coat, he walked to the kitchen.

He hugged Song Nianzu from behind, wrapped his arms around Song Nianzu's waist, and rubbed his face on his back happily.

"I am back."

In fact, according to Song Nianzu's hearing ability, he had already heard that he was back, so he was not frightened, and just gently touched the person who was holding him with his elbow.

"It's cooking, just help me arrange the dishes."

Unconvinced, he broke Song Nianzu's face and kissed him hard, Wu Keshan washed his hands, filled two bowls of rice from the rice cooker, and took them out one by one.

Some days I didn't sit together for dinner, and Song Nianzu's cooking skills were good, Wu Keshan ate a little more than usual, the two of them got together to watch TV for a while, and then he started to move.

Knowing that he couldn't hide, Song Nianzu let him go, the two of them took a shower first, and Wu Keshan stuffed a suit of clothes into his arms when they came out.

"Listen to me, right? Brother Nianzu, quickly change into your clothes, and we'll have fun later."

Holding his clothes and giving Song Nianzu a wink, Wu Keshan began to change his clothes under Song Nianzu's tangled eyes.

Sighing, Song Nianzu spread out the clothes in his hand, and found that it was a simple white shirt and black suit pants, which were very similar to their school uniforms at the beginning. He always felt that tonight would not be simple.

When he looked up at Wu Keshan, he became more sure of his guess.Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help covering his face and wailing.

In the army, a group of big men also watch movies together, such as strange after-school classroom series, nurses and patients, etc. Of course, these are all heterosexual.

Now Wu Keshan is dressed in the same way as the favorite female teacher of some special fans. I don’t know where he got the thin black-rimmed glasses, which are delicately placed on the bridge of the nose, and a white shirt is covered with a small waist suit. , below is a skirt of the same color as the jacket, and he is holding his hands up to tie his hair.

If you want to describe Song Nianzu's current state, it's probably that the chrysanthemum tree is tight.

The little friends can’t save you tonight_(:3)∠)_

"Sure enough, Brother Nian Zu dressed like this is also very suitable."

The clothes were improved by Wu Keshan according to the photos of Song Nianzu when he was studying, which not only retained the student spirit of the year, but also highlighted Song Nianzu's perfect figure.Brother Nianzu must have fascinated many people back then.

Holding the things in his hand, he approached Song Nianzu with a smile on his face, and rubbed his hand on the other's chest passionately back and forth. Feeling the body under his hand was a little tense, he moved up to the other's chest and kissed him.

"From now on, I am the teacher and you are the student. Good boy, seeing how stiff you are all over, let the teacher help you to check your body."

Guiding Song Nianzu to lie on the bed, Wu Keshan took the "pen" in his hand and slid it gently along Song Nianzu's tight thigh.When it reached the chest position, he pressed against the opponent's protruding point due to stimulation, and crushed and slid lightly.

"Well, Keshan, don't..."

Dare to speak out, Song Nianzu's mouth was blocked by the "pen".

Holding the "pen" condescendingly and stirring the opponent, Wu Keshan rubbed Song Nianzu's lower body with his knees, squinted and said:

"Student Song, remember to call the teacher, open your legs a bit, I need to check carefully."

Seeing Song Nianzu's face flushed by himself, Wu Keshan felt very happy. He slowly slid one hand to the seam of Song Nianzu's buttocks, and pressed gently. Because the clothes were designed by himself, he easily put them on for convenience. Just tore it apart.

When Song Nianzu was given clothes just now, he didn't give any underwear, so there was nothing in the suit pants. Seeing Song Nianzu raising his arms to cover his eyes, he took out the pen from the other party's mouth and pressed it against the acupuncture point exposed to the air. Song Nianzu slowly inserted into the exclamation.

Even with the lubrication of saliva, Song Nianzu couldn't help but tense his body and tightened the inner wall when a foreign object entered the dry tunnel.

Caressing Song Nianzu's thigh comfortingly, Wu Keshan pulled it out slightly, and slowly squeezed in, feeling the muscles under his hands relax slightly, before pushing it deeper.

"Ha, don't push it all in."

Something stuffed into his body made Song Nianzu feel a little panicked, he tried to stop it by supporting his body, but was suddenly thrown back on the bed by the vibration of the things inside his body.

This is not a real pen, but a sex toy. Now Wu Keshan pressed the switch and pushed it into Song Nianzu's body, vibrating dutifully.

There is also an advantage to talking about electric things, that is, the frequency is extremely fast. After the initial pain passed, Song Nianzu now feels numb there, and he can't help breathing quickly.

Wu Keshan was not idle either, he unbuttoned Song Nianzu, kissed him all over his body, focusing on the two points on his chest.

Being caressed by Song Nianzu's thigh, Wu Keshan couldn't bear it any longer. He entwined and kissed Song Nianzu, while revealing his avatar, reaching the opening of the slightly opened and closed acupuncture point.

The head squeezed in, Song Nianzu immediately pushed him in shock.

"No, there's still something in there."

But Wu Keshan seemed to punish him by stabbing his entire head in first, and even went deeper with the electric pen.

"I said I wanted to call the teacher, right? Huh?"

He straightened his hips as if threatening, Song Nianzu immediately understood, gritted his teeth and choked out a word.

"Well, teacher, take out the things first, ha, take them out quickly."

Pulling out his dick, Wu Keshan patted Song Nianzu's buttocks.

"Exit yourself, will you?"

Song Nianzu blushed in embarrassment and anger, and wanted to raise his hand to get it out of his body, but Wu Keshan held down his hands. Seeing that Wu Keshan was about to enter directly, Song Nianzu had to compromise and control his inner wall to shrink and squeeze, waiting for the pen to be expelled from the body There was already a thin layer of sweat on my head.

Putting some lubricant on his sorely swollen organs, Wu Keshan clamped Song Nianzu's leg on his arm, aiming at the dilated small acupoint and stabbing it in.

"Ugh..."

The underexpanded inner wall was forcibly broken, Song Nianzu gripped the bed sheet tightly, and tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes.

Wu Keshan didn't give him a moment to slow down, and hit him fiercely, as if he wanted to make up for all the past days, the lubricant gradually melted on the inner wall, and was squeezed out sticky with the twitching, Drips down the groin and onto the sheets.

"Be gentle, ha, no, Keshan, Keshan, be gentle."

From the sound of physical impact, it can be heard that Wu Keshan is exerting great force this time, the inner wall seems to be wriggling and wrapping around the opponent as if to please him, but Wu Keshan just paused, and then put the opponent's legs on the ground. To the shoulder, pinch the opponent's waist and pump and insert more forcefully, as if trying to penetrate the opponent.

"It's not good, and I forgot again, um, what should I call it."

While shaking vigorously, he squinted his eyes and panted comfortably.

"Teacher, teacher, it's okay, I can't do it anymore, ummm, are you going to kill me, ah..."

Being hit hard on the sensitive point, Song Nianzu finally couldn't even speak, his handsome face showed a mixture of pain and joy.

"Who made you come back after so long."

As he spoke, he withdrew completely, and then pushed in with all his roots, and Song Nianzu's whole body moved.

Gradually getting used to the huge thing in his body, besides the pain, Song Nianzu felt more of the rising pleasure. He stretched out his hand to untie the shackles in front of his pants. It's a pity that Wu Keshan won't let him get his wish.

"Don't touch yourself, bad students will be punished by the teacher."

He stopped all of a sudden, causing Song Nianzu's desire to be hooked up to be overwhelmed.

Song Nianzu glared at him, covered his face with his hands as if giving up, and Wu Keshan smiled lightly and continued.

On the spacious bed, both Wu Keshan and Song Nianzu were well dressed, but Song Nianzu's upper body shirt was opened wide, and the bottom was wet and stained with the liquid of the two of them, and his legs were wide open. Unbearable.

I don't know how long he was tossed about, but Song Nianzu cried out absentmindedly while holding the opponent's thin waist between his hands during the last climax.

Wu Keshan buried himself deeply in the opponent's body, sprayed out the hot liquid again, with a satisfied expression on his handsome face.He licked the corner of Song Nianzu's mouth and withdrew from the opponent's body.

The white turbidity lost its congestion and slowly flowed out. The black suit pants were dotted with dots, and the wet places were darker.

Some red and swollen acupoints leaked their own liquid, and the handsome man opened his mouth slightly, his face full of distraction, Wu Keshan couldn't help but breathe a little faster.

The two lay together exchanging each other's breath, and after a short rest, Song Nianzu took advantage of his body to sit up.As the fluid in his body flowed onto the bed sheet again, he couldn't help but blushed again when he thought of the indulgence of the two of them just now.

Standing up, his legs were still a little weak, Wu Keshan looked at the winding traces on the opponent's thigh, his eyes flashed, and then he also got out of bed and followed.

In the bathroom, Wu Keshan hugged Song Nianzu's waist, touched Song Nianzu's back, and slid all the way down to the red and swollen place.

"Sorry, I can't control it, I'll touch the ointment for you later."

Song Nianzu didn't say a word, enduring the discomfort and letting the other party clean up his back, guiding the liquid left in his body to flow out.

Going back to the bed with the sheets changed again, Wu Keshan rubbed Song Nianzu's waist, and Song Nianzu stroked his long hair soothingly.

"Sorry for always leaving you at home alone."

Wu Keshan shook his head, feeling that he was going too far today.

"Ahem, give me some more time. I have already applied to quit the front line. I will be an instructor in the future, so I can come back to accompany you often."

Seemingly embarrassed, Song Nianzu coughed and said, Wu Keshan immediately looked at him in surprise.

"You are so kind, Brother Nianzu."

Oh, could it be that he asked for a transfer specifically for himself? Seeing Song Nianzu's embarrassed look, Wu Keshan felt that he had guessed right.My heart was warm, and I wished I could do this to the other party again, but thinking about it, today was too much, so I just kissed him hard twice.

The two hugged each other, chatted a few words in a low voice, and then slowly fell asleep with a slight smile on their faces.

☆, 55. Indifference and control desire home main attack x loyal dead soldier accept (1)

This is probably the first time that Song Nianzu dressed as a little Douding. Looking at his short figure, he couldn't see any discomfort on his face. Anyway, even if he dressed as a woman, he probably wouldn't be surprised. He silently digested his mind The information in the file, unexpectedly heard the system's complaints in my mind.

【Dear, if you want to experience the feeling of being a woman, this system can satisfy you next time~】

[After becoming a woman, I should attack men and women,]

【Are you serious?】

Fuck, Ma Ma, my host is so scary, he is actually thinking about this problem seriously. qaq

"gather,"

A loud male voice sounded in the room where Song Nianzu was staying, and Song Nianzu quickly lined up with a group of children of similar age.A group of children who looked like five or six years old had indifferent expressions.

After the man came in and announced today's training content, he led them into different venues in an orderly manner.This time, the place Song Nianzu traveled to was a place dedicated to cultivating dead soldiers for the Song family, and he didn't have a name yet, only a number 17.

Some of the children here are orphans, and some are children sent by families affiliated with the Song family for several generations, but they have been receiving various training and brainwashing here since they can remember. They are tools of the Song family, and the meaning of their existence is The young master they will be loyal to in this generation.

The eldest son of the Song family, Song Jinxing, who is also the next head of the Song family, is the target of this attack.Looking around among a group of children, Song Nianzu saw a cold little girl, who presumably was the body that the heroine would pass through in the future.

As an article about a strong woman through the ages, the future head of the Song family is just one of the men attracted by the heroine. The insane author's process is np, and the ending is 1v1. A large group of men are cannon fodder with all kinds of weird reasons. Unfortunately, the Patriarch is one of them.

Song Nianzu didn't want to solve the heroine at the source. This girl is not dead, and it is possible for the heroine to pass on to other children. You must know that the most indispensable thing here is the dead.

Looking away without a trace, Song Nianzu, like other children, quickly assembled the equipment in his hands. For them, they had to learn various methods of killing people, even if it was an inconspicuous pen, it could reap human lives in their hands props.

Because of the special circumstances this time, Song Nianzu's task time has been extended, so he won't be able to develop a period of falling in love with the nine-year-old little princess [something strange mixed in], which is not uncommon in time-traveling texts. Egg hurting feelings.

However, even children who have been brainwashed since childhood are subject to age restrictions. Not all the children here are well-behaved tools. There is never a shortage of escapes.

To them, the effect of killing chickens and monkeys is very small, it just makes a group of little poisonous snakes lie dormant.But Song Nianzu never got involved with them. Like some children, he studied step by step all day long, and he seemed to be a qualified tool in the eyes of the instructor.

As for those children, the instructors who have also been trained in this way, their little thoughts are not enough to watch, and the reason for making them fuss is just to train the most perfect dead soldiers. As the stepping stones of dead soldiers, they are still somewhat useful .

Before the age of ten, there were fewer and fewer children in the same batch, and then they were fixed at the number ten. Song Nianzu knew that this was the specification of the ten guards of Tianzi in each generation of the Song family. Huang Sanbu also has ten people in each department, but in comparison, they are naturally inferior to them.

After the age of ten, they received more training in actual combat. Instead of being confined to a small island, they would be released to perform missions every few months. Those who could survive the cruel training Naturally, they are not ordinary people. For them, those tasks can only be said to be difficult, but not dangerous.

Song Nianzu is now No. [-] in Tianzi, the most outstanding murderous blade of the Song family generation who has done his part. The dead warrior cultivated by various modern methods is no worse than the heroine, a female killer who traveled from ancient times.You must know that there is no such thing as fantasy kung fu in this world. As for poison art, modern methods combined with ancient wisdom crystallization, how could it be possible to lose to others.

So even at the age of 16, the heroine officially transmigrated to the body of the ten guards of Tianzi, but it could not cover up the brilliance of Song Nianzu at all, and did not kill the Quartet like in the original book.The cultural gap of thousands of years cannot be changed in an instant. Although the other party is a qualified killer and can learn how to live without revealing his flaws in a short period of time, the female killer who specialized in obsessive killing in ancient times is still a little bit worse.

With Song Nianzu in front of the target, the heroine's rise will not be so conspicuous.And the year of 16 is also a special year. The children of the Song family are adults at the age of 16, and the Tianzi Shiwei is Song Jinxing's biggest coming-of-age gift.

Under the leadership of Tianzi Yiwei of the previous generation, ten people came to Song Jinxing with barely audible footsteps, and then squatted and knelt on the ground in unison.

"Young master, this generation of Tianzi Shiwei officially belongs to you from today on."

Judging from the expression, Song Jinxing is quite similar to Shiwei, equally icy, but Shiwei's coldness is because they have been weakened by their own feelings, and they are cold purely as a tool of the Song family, while Song Jinxing, his coldness, is representative With his capital, he is the head of the next generation of the Song family. Even if he is his own biological father, he doesn't have to force himself to smile for the other party if he is unhappy.

"Ah."

There was no emotion in the voice, with the unique clarity of a teenager, but Song Nianzu and the other ten people did not express any curiosity. They still knelt firmly in front of the other party, listening to the other party stepping forward and standing in front of them.

"The Ten Guardians of Tianzi obey orders."

"Yes."

"I, Song Jinxing, the next Patriarch of the Song family, will be your master from now on. One guard stays, and the others go down."

They naturally obeyed their master's words, so the other nine people stood up quickly and disappeared into the room without a sound, leaving Song Nianzu kneeling there quietly.

Song Jinxing looked down at the young man kneeling there, and actually felt emotional in his heart. He was Song Jinxing, but not Song Jinxing. To be precise, he was Song Jinxing who was reborn 20 years later.

The position of Patriarch of the Song family is not easy to sit in. He has understood this fact since he was a child. Although he thinks highly of himself, the accident 20 years later made him realize that he is a human being and not a god.He didn't believe that his death was as simple as a car accident, and his father's concubine sons were not good people, even if they weren't the mastermind, they still contributed.

It's just that he didn't expect that the dead soldiers of the Song family would also turn out traitors. This has never happened before, but it's true, the knife can kill the enemy, and it can also hurt oneself.There are not many people Song Jinxing trusts, and this young man can be counted as one.

He knew that this young man was a murderous blade that was completely in his hands. It could be said that now that he asked the other party to die, the other party would probably execute it without hesitation.

If it hadn't been for the fact that during the family's civil strife, he was exhausted to death in order to save himself, he probably wouldn't have an accident later on.Because as long as he is alive, he will not allow his own knife bearer to be injured.

But even so, Song Jinxing at most thought that the other party was a good knife. Although he felt sorry for Song Nianzu's death, he took it for granted.It is only natural for a dead man to die for his master, but Song Nianzu, a dead man, is of particularly high value.

Turning his mind, he opened his mouth again and said:

"You are Tianzi Yiwei."

"Yes Master."

Song Jinxing didn't have any dissatisfaction with his unemotional answer, with his unique coldness. After all, this person had been by his side for more than ten years in his previous life, and most of the dead soldiers of the Song family were like this. Only those who are not popular need emotions to cover up Oneself, ten guards, they are the best tools, they don't need one's own will, they are the master's best weapons.

"Since you will be by my side in the future, you must have a name, let's call it Song Nianzu."

As the owner of the ten guards, Song Jinxing naturally has all the information on the ten guards. He knew that Song Nianzu was brought back to the Song family, and he was wearing a pendant with the words "Nianzu" engraved on his body, but that thing had been destroyed long ago, and he was raised as an orphan .

As for the biological parents, the dead are not needed, are they?

As for the surname, it can be seen that Song Nianzu is somewhat respected.

"Yes Master."

Without saying much, he recruited someone to take Song Nianzu and the other nine guards down and implanted a locator under the skin. This is Song Jinxing's habit. He has a strong desire to control, even the ten guards can firmly control it. their whereabouts.

Although for the ten guards, such a locator can be dug out by themselves without blinking, but no one will do it, of course, except for the heroine.

The heroine Hongxiu died miserably as a female killer in her last life, and she would naturally hate the feeling of being restrained when she was reborn. Unfortunately, she is not capable enough, so she can only stay in the Song family as a dead soldier. Fortunately, she is the best at acting, but she is also No one discovered her true thoughts.

Glancing at a few other people, she found that they all had dull faces, and they didn't feel at all about the sudden implantation of such a thing in their bodies, so she could only calm down and plan for the long term.

Different from the others, Song Nianzu, as the most capable person of this generation, naturally follows Song Jinxing at all times, as for his training time, he has his own arrangement.

Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang and Ten Guards are the symbols of the Patriarch of the Song family, and only the chosen heir, that is, the eldest son will have it. As for the eldest son not being successful?The Song family will allow unworthy sons