The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

early morning.

Shallow clear sunlight penetrates the red, yellow and blue stained glass of a window, the window shines with blue light, and the light grayish blue light and shadow are projected on the smooth marble floor.

Somehow there is a quiet and warm feeling.

A bird that looked like a ball of black ash was standing on the window sill, jumping and jumping. It thought that there was no one in the room, so it flapped its small wings against the window casement.

Without knowing it, the little movement it made woke up the person on the bed who looked like white plain silk.

Strips of red gauze curtains hang down, swaying with the bleak autumn wind.

On the low bed, two people sleeping with their eyes closed were covered with a bed quilt bordered by silk, black and gold, and one of them had his arm around the waist of the other.

The brachialis muscle of the bare/exposed arm is covered with a thin layer of muscle, with smooth lines, as if carved from marble.

The young man being embraced, reveals a round shoulder from the tucked-up silk black and gold quilt, and his jade-like complexion has a glazed texture of ceramics.

There are also a few crabapple petals printed on the shoulders, spreading to the neck and shoulders, and there are faint tooth marks on the delicate collarbone.

The delicate soft flesh on the back of the neck is even more mottled.

It seems that someone took a basket of red-petaled broken flowers and splashed them on the back of his neck. Along the smooth back, it spread to the deep valley little by little. The quilt covered a dark tunnel, and nothing could be seen. The looming outlines of snow mountain peaks and valleys are mysterious.

The traces on the chest are even more mottled, as if ignorant of pity, the petals are squeezed fiercely, and the transparent red flower juice that falls, drips into the snowdrift of snow-white jade fat, deep and shallow traces of red plum petals.

In particular, it is reminiscent of a slanting red plum branch, two of which were mistaken for ripe red wild fruits by birds looking for food in the ice and snow.

It pecked hard with the bird's beak, the petals were almost rotten, and some red juice overflowed, so the bird let go of the slightly broken red wild fruit.

"Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp"

The crisp chirping of birds hidden in the autumn wind completely awakened one person.

Quiet thick black eyelashes, with lonely shadows hanging from the reddish eye tails, like a butterfly with red markings of bean grains on the back of the butterfly wings.

The butterfly wings, which were covered with glittering phosphor powder, fluttered twice, then shook twice, and landed on the curvaceous side face.

"Um......"

Shen Qingchuan's voice was already hoarse. I don't know if it was because someone ignored his tears last night and pecked and kissed his rolling teardrops pitifully, but his behavior became more and more fierce and crazy.

"Wake up, are you okay?"

Guan Boya's voice was slightly hoarse, gentle and magnetic, like the pattering autumn rain falling on dead leaves, falling on the hearts of the people next to him, causing a slight itchiness.

Shen Qingchuan's whole body was sluggish, especially his waist, which was so sore, his legs seemed to run an endless marathon, and they didn't grow on his body anymore.

He didn't look good on the culprit who caused all this, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "What do you think?"

"Well, I was wrong."

"Next time me, take it easy."

"It was really you last night, which was great."

Guan Boya's delicate kiss landed on the smooth and delicate forehead of the young man, with a tone like coaxing a child, but his movements revealed the intimacy of a lover.

Shen Qingchuan lowered his eyelashes, feeling the warmth on his forehead.

Shen Qingchuan then lifted the quilt, wanting to go to the bathroom to wash it off, the sticky and unbearable traces.

Especially at the bottom, the trickle of paste was poured too much last night.

Shen Qingchuan's face flushed red, like a big red balloon that was about to explode, with a thin layer of fair skin, and the rouge that soared into the clouds.

There was no time to appreciate Guan Boya's affectionate eyes.

There is also a jade like a stone, like a base like a peak, the handsome and vigorous figure is revived like a Greek stone carving, adding the breath of God, elegant and graceful.

But her face is glamorous and reckless, if she looks at people with cold eyes, she has an unattainable and superior charm.

Shen Qingchuan's feet seemed to be filled with lead, his smooth long legs trembled, he couldn't stand firmly, he wished he could collapse on the soft, thin quilt covered with goose down again.

Seeing the opportunity, Guan Boya held Shen Qingchuan's shoulder with one hand, and the slender and raised phoenix eyes darkened a layer, as if the wind was surging.

"Let me carry you and wash it off."

Before Shen Qingchuan could refuse, he hugged the grown man horizontally with his strong arms, effortlessly.

However, Guan Boya walked very slowly, obviously she could walk to the bathroom quickly with strides.

He seemed to be strolling in the garden, with a calm expression, walking slowly, without any anxious expression on his face, as if he was admiring the beautiful scenery.

It was clearly less than ten meters away from the bathroom, not far away.

Shen Qingchuan put his arms around Guan Boya's neck and shoulders, wearing a thin shirt, blushing, and urged Guan Boya to hurry up.

"Hurry up." Shen Qingchuan looked embarrassed.

Because of holding him, Guan Boya's knuckle-bonded fingers seemed to be trapped in a soft pile of snow, with some snow leaking out between his fingers.

The sticky feeling in the snow reached the crevices of the fingers.

Guan Boya didn't care at all, and the smile in his eyes gradually deepened.

"No, it's here?" With a chuckle, he coaxed.

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bathroom.

Guan Boya pushed open the wooden door of the bathroom, and in the spacious and bright bathroom, black and white tiles were laid out in a patchwork order.

Guan Boya had already prepared a strategy for the wonderful life of last night. The servants prepared the toiletries one day in advance, placed the blue porcelain dishes on the wooden shelf in the bathroom, and the clean and fitting clothes were neatly folded. Store it in a locker.

The servants got up early at five o'clock, and the boiler downstairs was filled with firewood, and several pots of scalding hot water were boiled, and they were waiting to open the gate and send it up through the water pipes.

Turning on the hot and cold bronze faucets above the bathtub, there was a splashing sound of water, and a stream of water twisted and twisted to stay.

A stream of hot steam rises from the bathtub, which drenches Bai Yu's skin. When encountering cold air, a thin layer of water sticks to the skin, and even the thick black eyelashes are smudged with water marks.

I tried the temperature, it is slightly hotter than lukewarm water, and it will not burn the skin.

Guan Boya gently put Shen Qingchuan into the bathtub, the water seemed to be alive, slowly flowing over her smooth and straight calves.

Shen Qingchuan's figure is also quite good, not that thin and weak, his arms and waist are covered with a thin layer of muscle, neither too stretched nor too thin, the curves are just right.

Clean and fair, with no hair, as if the body had been kissed by Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

Guan Boya's eyes couldn't help falling on the waist that had been washed with clear water, wishing it could turn into a sickle and ruthlessly draw out a piece of flesh and blood.

He knew that the wicker-like waist was full of toughness and vitality, and could be bent to an incredible arc.

Guan Boya's Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, restraining the fierce greed in his eyes, and a harmless and docile smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Qingchuan also noticed Guan Boya's movements, and looked down at the place where the other party was full of vitality.

As if remembering something, his back tensed again, and the cordon was pulled up again.

"You'd better go out and deal with it." Shen Qingchuan rushed out, water mist covered his damaged lips, pain appeared.

Looking at Shen Qingchuan's clear and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, Guan Boya spoke slowly.

"I'll stay and take care of my little husband." Guan Boya stepped into the bathtub with one foot.

"I can't bear to let the bruised Mr. Xiao clean up alone." Guan Boya said.

"The bathtub can't fit two people." Shen Qingchuan still wanted to struggle to the death, but what he said was not convincing.

"The new bathtub I specially replaced can accommodate two people." Guan Boya said behind Shen Qingchuan's ear.

Originally, the bathtub was almost full of water, and one more person was added. After Guan Boya sat down, the not-so-hot warm water overflowed everywhere, and the water flowed like a stream to the drainage holes on the ground.

Take a cotton cloth and apply sandalwood-flavored soap, and then gently clean the mottled marks on the tight back, deep and shallow, like the plum blossom marks of a puppy stepping on a snowdrift, and each mark is different.

As if seeing through what Shen Qingchuan was afraid of, Guan Boya said, "I won't do anything to you, don't worry, I don't want you to cry anymore."

Shen Qingchuan pursed his lips tightly, and there seemed to be a stubbornness between his brows and eyes. According to the anger he felt, he didn't quite trust what Guan Boya said.

Fortunately, Guan Bo's words were faithful, no matter how ferocious the thing was, he never crossed the line.

Although he didn't take half a step over the Thunder Pond, Shen Qingchuan's face was sullen, the red tide surged up, and there was a cloud of flying clouds.

Touching with fingertips was very gentle, but Shen Qingchuan felt tossed again.

Cleaned up, Guan Boya helped Shen Qingchuan, who had no strength and seemed to be falling apart, to sit on a chair, and took a clean towel to carefully soak/dry the water drops hanging on the crow's black hair.

There are also those on the neck, on the arms, on the sides, on the back, and on the calves.

Even with the one on the ankle, Guan Boya is like a considerate and elegant butler, serving his little husband with all his heart.

Guan Boya knelt down and put Shen Qingchuan's feet on her knees, ignoring that her long hair was like moss dyed in the water, and the water was still flowing.

But after wiping it carefully, the water droplets on Shen Qingchuan's snow-white instep rolled into the dry and clean towel, and disappeared in an instant.

Guan Boya lowered his head and looked serious, meticulous, and outsiders would mistakenly think that he was serving the noble queen.

It's just a pity that he is not a loyal, self-denying and courteous servant.

Shen Qingchuan was not used to being served by others, and wanted to pull his foot back, but was held tightly by a strong hand like iron tongs.

Shen Qingchuan saw the wicked smile on the corner of Guan Boya's mouth, and knew that he would not let him go so easily.

Shen Qingchuan knew very clearly that what he was facing was an evil servant who harbored evil intentions, coveted him deeply and was very greedy.

Guan Boya stared at Xiao Haitang who was locked on to him, then gently lowered her head on the instep, and gave a kiss.

It seems to be telling the other party that you control everything about me, body, mind and even soul.

I can pay for everything for you.

I want to steal you for myself.

I'm obsessed with you beyond control.

So please don't push me away.

Otherwise, the consequences are unbearable for you, like a hurricane.

That kiss was a promise, a warning, and a mark branded by a poisonous snake.

Shen Qingchuan put on clean clothes, felt refreshed, and sat on the cushioned chair by the window, while Guan Boya was still taking a cold shower in the bathroom.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, in fact, there is only a leaf hanging on the dry yellow branch, which is nothing to see.

But he was in a very good mood, just like a pedestrian in the crisp autumn weather, with a pleasant smile on his face, but there was still a gloomy look in his eyes that never faded away, hiding it so secretly that even he himself didn't know it. aware.

The author has something to say: emmmm, I have a cold and feel a little unwell, crying and chirping, please hug me!Little angels, watch a small theater, just give me a compliment

In addition, thanks to the old men for throwing mines and irrigation fluid, hug and hold high~

small theater

Mr. Shen: In the dead of night, we need to keep a low profile

Mr. Shen: Don't ask why there are two twins

Mr. Shen: It will be back to normal at noon. If you want to succeed immediately, you need patience

感谢在2021-02-2519:48:26~2021-02-2623:45:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in the evening;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jun Moxiao and Big Pig's Hoof; 3 bottles of eva; 2 bottles of Zuoshan Yuran and Jia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!