Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

It was already the next morning when Lu Li woke up again.

He opened his eyes, seeing the strange top of the bed, the same strange but inexplicably reassuring breath.

Just then, a voice rang in his ear: "Wake up."

Lu Li suddenly turned his head and saw Meng Zezhi lying on the bed, propping his cheek with one hand and fanning him with the other.

He was slightly taken aback, when did his vigilance drop to the point that he couldn't even notice that there was one more person beside him?

Immediately afterwards, what happened last night was replayed in his mind one after another, his breathing became chaotic, and a certain piece of his thigh was very hot.

He tried to distinguish his current emotions, bewildered, hesitant, ashamed...but he didn't feel disgusted.

He was stunned again.

Then I heard Meng Zezhi ask again: "Do you feel better?"

Lu Li came back to his senses, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his lower abdomen, then seemed to think of something, wanted to touch it, but it was empty, his complexion changed.

"Are you looking for something in your arms?" Meng Zezhi said, "I put it away for you, and put it under the pillow."

For no reason, Lu Li believed his words.

This feeling is not annoying, but it is frightening.

Obviously he and Meng Zezhi met for the first time, and he didn't even know each other's name yet.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Meng Zezhi said, "My name is Zhao Yi'an, and my name is Yunzhong. How about you?"

Lu Li didn't speak.

Meng Zezhi didn't mind. He leaned close to Lu Li and said with surprise in his eyes, "You look really good-looking."

The hot and humid breath hit Lu Li's cheeks, arousing a turbulent wave in his heart.

He wanted to say, you look better.

Then he came to his senses, not understanding why he had such thoughts all of a sudden, he simply closed his eyes, trying to hide the turmoil deep in his heart with a calm face.

Meng Zezhi saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved. He liked the ups and downs of the other party's emotions because of his every word and deed.

He said: "Then you go to sleep, I will read a book for a while."

Lu Li kept silent, he just kept his ears shut and only wanted to hypnotize himself.

He thought, just a person meeting for the first time.

He spoke frivolously at the first meeting, which shows that he is a frivolous libertine in his bones.

Which one of the children of the family is not three wives and four concubines. Throughout the ages, how many people who have split their peaches and broken their sleeves can go to the end, but it's just for fun.

And his identity——

Thinking of this, Lu Li's heart completely recovered.

Until the evening, Meng Zezhi sent away the servant girl, put a basin of water on the bedside, and said, "I'll help you wipe your body."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to untie Lu Li's belt.

Lu Li suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to grab Meng Zezhi's wrist.

Meng Zezhi was condescending, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Why are you ashamed, I changed your clothes for you last night."

Lu Li gasped for breath.

Perhaps he used too little strength, but Meng Zezhi easily held his hand instead and let it go.

Hearing all the rustling sounds on his body, Lu Li turned his head and stared at the bed curtain, his spine stretched into a straight line, obviously very ashamed, but he couldn't bear the slightest rejection.

The hands walking on him seemed to have magical powers, they couldn't be ignored, couldn't be ignored.

He gasped lightly, distraught.

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand and pinched his round, clean, flushed toes, and pulled the thin quilt over his body with a lot of interest.

As soon as Lu Li's tense nerves relaxed, his throat felt dry. This feeling, which he had never experienced before, almost pushed him to the edge of a cliff, in a dilemma.

He thought he was probably crazy.

For the next two days, Meng Zezhi didn't try to tease Lu Li again, giving him enough time and space to think about life.

Two days later, the passenger ship arrived at Nanchangfu Wharf.

Steward Liu, who arrived half a month in advance, had already arranged a place to stay, and Meng Zezhi lived in directly as soon as he got off the boat.

On the eve of the provincial examination, Lu Li, who was mostly healed from his injuries, bid farewell to Meng Zezhi.

"Let's go?" Meng Zezhi put down the book in his hand, and approached Lu Li step by step with a hostile expression on his face.

Maybe it was because Meng Zezhi felt too oppressive for him, so Lu Li panicked and couldn't help but take a step back.

After finally regaining his composure, he avoided Meng Zezhi's gaze, and said cleanly, "Yes."

Then Meng Zezhi grabbed the collar.

When his eyes were on Lu Li's lips, Meng Zezhi's face darkened, and he stood on tiptoes, barely making eye contact with Lu Li.

He put on a smile without smiling, and said every word: "Do you know what it is called, the grace of saving life, I promise you with your body!"

Lu Li's breathing became chaotic, and then Meng Zezhi bit his lip, opened his teeth, and even sucked his tongue.

"Breathe." Meng Zezhi smiled lightly.

After reacting, Lu Li vigorously pushed Meng Zezhi away and fled.

Meng Zezhi squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the door, stuck out his tongue and licked the water stains on the corner of his mouth, feeling satisfied.

Sure enough, the taste is still as good as ever.

He didn't know how long he had been flying, but Lu Li stopped and put one hand on a big tree. His breathing was short, and subconsciously, he reached out and touched the corner of his lips.

At this moment, there were a few cracking sounds behind him.

"Head."

Lu Li turned around and realized that it was his subordinates.

"Boss, didn't we agree to meet at the gate of the city? I couldn't call you just now." Duan Liu, the leader, said out of breath, "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing." Lu Li put down his hands calmly.

Duan Liu did not suspect him: "In this case, boss, there is no need to delay, let's go back now."

back?

Suddenly, he remembered the kiss just now, hot, lingering, and sultry.

Lu Li pursed his lips. He didn't have broken sleeves, but right now he was upset because of a young man.

But he knew very well that he and Meng Zezhi had no future.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but panic.

It is definitely necessary to return, but before that, no matter what, this muddled matter must be settled first.

Thinking of this, he took out two account books from his pocket and handed them to Duan Liu, with a resolute tone in his tone: "You take your things and go first, I still have things to do, when I finish things, I will think about it." Way to catch up with you."

Duan Liu and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, but he also knew not to ask questions, so he immediately said, "Yes."

Until the end of the rural examination, Lu Li did not show up again.

But in the dark, Meng Zezhi had an intuition that the other party must be watching him from a certain corner.

Therefore, when Ding Hejing, a scholar of the same department, invited him to Changchun Courtyard to drink flowers and wine to relieve boredom, he readily agreed.

Lu Dao smiled ambiguously: "When I was in Jinxian County, I thought Brother Yunzhong was a pedantic and honest gentleman, but it turns out that this is what you like."

Changchun Courtyard is a small pavilion.

Sensing the thorn-like sight behind him, Meng Zezhi smiled but said nothing, only lifted his robe, and walked upstairs under the guidance of the old bustard.

After entering the door, Meng Zezhi and the two bowed their hands in salute: "Brother Mowen, brother Shiheng..."

Everyone in the private room immediately stood up: "Brother Yunzhong, Brother Yucai, you are late, you will have to drink three glasses of wine as a penalty."

"It should be, it should be..."

Ding Hejing stretched out his hand to push after drinking the penalty wine, and Ling'er, who was leaning on him, limply sat down beside Meng Zezhi, took the jug and filled him with wine.

Meng Zezhi happily took it, raised his head and drank it down.

Just like that, drinking some wine, listening to little songs, and writing a few poems for the occasion... After a while, everyone was also drunk.

Ling'er led Meng Zezhi to his boudoir.

When they got there, Meng Zezhi didn't move.

Ling'er bit the corner of her lips, her eyes were bright: "My lord?"

Meng Zezhi raised his head, looked past him and landed on the bed, and asked lazily, "Are all the quilts on your bed new?"

As he spoke, he paused, and after thinking about it, he realized that it couldn't be a new one. Before the girl could reply, he took out a silver note with a face value of 100 taels from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said, "Go , Replace all the quilts on this bed with new ones."

The Ling'er's eyes lit up, he just thought he had met a fancy guest, but he was not bothered, these days, the rich man is the uncle, he hurriedly grabbed the money and went to the old bustard to ask for a brand new bedding.

At the end, Meng Zezhi called the Ling'er to his eyes, met his shy expression, and only said: "Can you call the bed? Call to listen, and speak louder."

Ling'er's expression froze.

"Grandpa, slow down..."

"Hey, I can't bear it..."

"Ah... um..."

A bucket of cold water was poured over Lu Li's head, and Lu Li's heart went cold. He didn't know what kind of mood he was in right now, disappointment, sadness, resentment...

Until he kicked open the door, the person who should have been lingering with the young man was sitting on the stool, looking at him with a half-smile.

be cheated--

Lu Li's mind went blank, and he subconsciously wanted to run away.

But the moment he turned around, Meng Zezhi said lightly: "If you dare to run, I will dare to play for real."

Lu Li suddenly stopped in his tracks.

That Ling'er realized it, and retreated obediently, and closed the door for the two of them intimately.

As Meng Zezhi approached step by step, Lu Xin was beating like thunder.

Meng Zezhi hugged him in his arms, put his nose close to his neck, and took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

Lu Li only felt his legs go weak, but he frowned slightly when he smelled the strong scent of powder on Meng Zezhi's body.

Meng Zezhi saw it, chuckled, bit his neck, and turned black and white: "I swear, I never did anything out of line, but you scared the person I called away, shouldn't you make up for it?" I."

Lu Li panted lightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, neither agreed nor objected.

Without hesitation, Meng Zezhi stretched his hands a little bit, picked him up horizontally, and walked towards the bed.

Once, just indulge this time.

Lu Li's eyes were hazy, he hugged the shoulder of the person on him, and raised his chin in thought.

He was turned into a red wave overnight.

When Meng Zezhi woke up, it was already high in the sun. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but the warmth of that person had already disappeared beside him.

He is not annoyed, what is his must be his, and he cannot escape.

He got up and got out of bed, humming a little song while putting on his shoes, and opened the window to see that the wind was sunny and it was another rare sunny day.

The author has something to say:

Meng Zezhi: Abstinence makes me more and more abnormal!

Lu Li: It's so exciting to run after shooting!