[Quick Travel] Today I am also preventing the gangsters from becoming black

Murong Hong knew that this cheapskate was probably still angry because of what happened this afternoon.

He grabbed Bai Zhi's soft and slender waist, leaned close to his ear and blew maliciously, and said, "Don't be angry, you should know that this small yard has the benefits of a small yard."

"What good is a small yard?" Bai Zhi looked at him.

"The person I like lives in the small courtyard." Murong Hong talked about love very smoothly.

For a time, Bai Zhi wondered whether he had previewed with some little fairy before.

"Okay, okay, I just want to spend more time with you, you have to understand me, right?" Murong Hong teased him, and at the same time launched an offensive against him.

Bai Zhi didn't have much to say, now he said all the good and bad, and asked Bai Zhi to say something.

Her heart softened, Bai Zhi glanced at him, and said: "If you want to rest well, I will accompany you, but you don't need to touch your feet."

Bai Zhi had an expression of 'I'm very good at martial arts, but I hope you can also talk about martial arts'.

Murong Hong, who came from the 'Lie Don't Blush' faction, sat upright and nodded solemnly.

The system looked at this scene with eyes that could see through the world and the truth, and sighed helplessly.

No, no, I really thought that Murong Hong came here just to cover the quilt and just chat and sleep, so the host is too naive? !The system, which has already been able to imagine the images of the next three hours, feels that those who are doing the system still need to learn to look at the height of eyebrows and eyes.

So turn off the mic manually.

886, go to sleep!

Murong Hong moved closer to Bai Zhi, grabbed his arm and said, "Sleep, sleep, sleep now."

After taking off his coat, Murong Hong moved closer to Bai Zhi's side.

Bai Zhi had a bad premonition in his heart. He took a step back and looked at him. The man was lying on his bed, propping his head with one hand, and beckoned to himself: "Come here, why don't you accompany me? Can you sleep?"

"I'm not a sleeping pill." Bai Zhi muttered in a low voice, but she still leaned in front of him and said, "You, go inside."

Murong Hong moved his body inward to make room for Bai Zhi.

When the candlelight dimmed, Murong Hong pulled down the bed curtain.

However, in the next second, his arm was wrapped around Bai Zhi's waist.

Bai Zhi held his arm, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Hmph, I knew you were not that honest. I see what you have to say now."

In the dark environment, Murong Hong could already feel the smug smile on the young man's lips.

Murong Hong was amused by him.

The man's strong thigh hooked his leg, and the hand held by Bai Zhi quickly turned back to hold him.

"Yeah, our family, Zhi Zhi, is really smart. She immediately wanted to know what I was going to do. But it's a pity...can you stop it?"

Bai Zhi: "!!!!!!"

"Didn't you say you only sleep quietly?" Bai Zhi asked.

Murong Hong smiled, raised his hand and gently scratched Bai Zhi's nose.

"If I only sleep, am I still a man?"

However, Murong Hong was still very relieved that this little idiot could actually play tactics.

Murong Hong leaned over to kiss his ear gently, and Bai Zhi held Murong Hong's arm with both hands, as if wanting to scratch him.

"Zhi Zhi, good boy..."

The man's thin kisses snaked down from the base of his ears. The feeling and aggressive breath of the man's touch seemed to magnify the senses in this cramped environment.

The white silk shirt was slowly pulled away, revealing his bony shoulder bones and fair skin. Murong Hong gently brushed his long black hair down his neck.

His kiss was imprinted with an ambiguous color.

He kissed him patiently.

Pink and soft earlobes, neck, fingers, not letting go of an inch of skin.

Slowly, Murong Hong felt his body that gradually began to tremble.

There was a tricky smile on the corner of Murong Hong's lips, and feeling his somewhat messy breathing, he couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction in his heart.The faint scent of the young man's body stimulated Murong Hong, and a scorching heat rushed to his lower abdomen.

He wrapped around Baizhi, rubbing his ears and temples together.

Holding his waist with both hands, he pulled him into his arms.

His movements were very gentle, Bai Zhi lay on his shoulder and sobbed softly.

"No...you, if you do this again, I will, I will call someone."

A weak threat, like a kitten pretending to be fierce, has no deterrent effect on Murong Hong.

He gently kissed Bai Zhi's earlobe, and asked: "If you are like this, who would be afraid..."

He let out a low snort.

"Aunt Bai? If he sees you and me now..."

Murong Hong smiled and asked, "Will you be scared to death?"

The man's voice was hoarse.

Bai Zhi was so angry that she hugged him tightly.

Lowering his head, he took a bite on the man's hard shoulder.

dead man!

Murong Hong trembled uncontrollably, but those dark eyes seemed to be on fire.The fire didn't stop at all, it was more like being completely ignited by someone.

In the silent night, the breeze blowing outside made the rustling of the swaying branches in the courtyard.

Inside the room, the messy breathing was intertwined, making people unable to distinguish each other.

When everything stopped, Murong Hong embraced him from behind, gently stroking his neck with one hand.

The temperature there is a bit hot, and it also leaves a piece of its own color.

He was still trembling a little, Murong Hong just leaned beside him and coaxed him.

It was getting brighter outside, but at this moment Murong Hong suddenly realized the joy of "the king does not go to court early".

He kissed Bai Zhi's hair and said, "Sleep well, I'm leaving."

Bai Zhi only groaned in dissatisfaction, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.

Murong Hong was a little reluctant.

It should... choose an auspicious day and steal people back home.

Bai Zhi looked up at him and asked, "If you don't leave, Mother will come in later, and you will die."

Murong Hong smiled, leaned close to him and asked, "Do you care about me?"

Bai Zhi turned over, the back of her head was facing him.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"Don't worry, just sleep well."

Murong Hong opened the window and disappeared without a trace.

Bai Zhi felt overwhelmed, and fell asleep not long after being tired.

When it was almost dawn, Baimu came and knocked on the door.

However, after knocking twice, the sound disappeared.

Bai Zhi opened his eyes, and it was Murong Hong who walked in openly.

"Zhi Zhi, good morning."

Bai Zhi snorted.

Early... ass.

What are you talking about, you don't have a good rest, and you don't have the energy to go to court.

He looked at the man who had so much energy that he couldn't use it all up.

fraud.

"Then please trouble Mr. Murong."

"It's okay, Madam can leave at ease." Murong Hong replied, and Mother Bai left.

Murong Hong closed the door for him before leaving alone.

Bai Zhi's eyelids gradually closed and fell asleep again.

public office

That Young Master Bai's skin is finally getting better.

Just now when he came out of the maid's room, his adoptive father came over and asked with a serious face: "I'm going to tell you something, I wonder if you know it.

Did you know that Murong Hong came over again yesterday? "

Hearing this, the man couldn't help being startled, and instantly felt pain in his buttocks.

"He... what did he come for? Isn't our grievance over?"

The adoptive father sneered: "Got it? You're dreaming, I saw him bring a boy over yesterday with my own eyes, and that boy...is called Bai Zhi!"

Several people chatted happily, but he could see it.

The Duke treats that young man much better than the one in front of him.

"Originally when you entered the mansion, the Duke had always been suspicious in his heart, and you didn't hide it. If you are so presumptuous, aren't you afraid of being found by real people?"

"Come here? Will you?"

When he entered the mansion, no one said anything.

But it's not justified.

In addition, the Duke of the State doesn't like it. To put it bluntly, no matter how majestic the young master of the Bai family is outside, his use in the mansion is just a tool to appease the old lady.

In this way, he also panicked in his heart.

"That man...wouldn't be the son of the cook named Bai in the kitchen?"

The adoptive father nodded and said, "That's the one."

"In the past few days, let's observe first, and if there is a threat, then directly send people..."

A look of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the other party knew it immediately.

In the past few days, he has indeed settled down a lot.

After Grandpa Guo met Bai Zhi that day, that face was always in his mind.

Very similar to Madam's face...

It's just that there is no evidence now.

If there is something that can prove his identity, then Ziroom would be great.

Thinking of this, the Duke ordered the housekeeper to call Aunt Bai over.

When Mother Bai arrived at the corridor, Grandpa Guo was sipping tea.

Seeing this, Bai Mu gradually cleared up the doubts in her heart.

He walked over and said, "Master Guo, do you have anything to order?"

Grandpa Guo shook his head, ordered someone to pass the box in front of Bai Mu, and said: "This is a tea set that has just been cooked. I heard...Bai Zhi, he likes tea very much. So I gave it to him. "

Aunt Bai looked flattered and said, "How good is this!"

"Okay, since it's a friend brought by General Murong, it must be the old man's friend."

The man said, watching the woman go straight to the point.

"I heard that the child was picked up by Mrs. Bai?"

The woman nodded, and replied: "It's also fate. My husband just passed away, and I met that child in a snowy day."

snow...

The Duke said: "My aunt's surname is Bai, and the child's name was changed by my aunt?"

"No." Aunt Bai sighed: "This is also fate, when I met that child, he was already three years old, he knew his name and age, perhaps it was taught by his family.

We country people, a child with a cheap name is easy to support, if he doesn't know his own name, the most I can name him is Tie Zhu, Goudan, where can I get such a good name. "

The woman's words are indeed true.

Hearing this, the Duke was basically a little determined.

That year, especially in the days following the cholera, was unseasonably cold.

It did snow a lot.

The age is also very consistent with the woman's description!

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