Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

The air seemed to become sticky and sweet due to this series of kisses. The two breathed intertwined, with the tips of their noses touching the tips of their noses. The light and shallow cold fragrance surged silently, and then wrapped each other tightly.Update the fastest /mq^q717.c^om/

Yesa's silver-gray pupils clearly reflected the slightly flushed face of the person below him, and his pupils couldn't help getting darker, further deepening the negative distance between the two.

When the tip of the tongue pried open Mu Zhichan's lips and swept across the clenched teeth, the person who kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep finally couldn't pretend anymore, but he still didn't open his eyes, just pretended to be tired from sleep, it was natural He turned his back on Jesus.

Mu Zhichan's mind was in a mess, his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out, and many complex emotions gathered into a net to catch his soul tightly, and then kept tightening and tightening.

The cicada did not resist this sudden kiss, but a little bit of sweetness welled up in her heart, but then she remembered the physical defects of the royal family of the Ye family...

How to do?

In the end how to do?

……

Yesa stared at the person whose back was turned to him thoughtfully, and after a long while he slowly lay down on his side, put his hands on Mu Zhichan's waist, and patted him lightly every now and then, as if coaxing people sleep.

So, Mu Zhichan, who was full of thoughts and frowning, just fell asleep unconsciously.

The next morning, the House of Representatives.

Jesus, who was wearing silver stripes on a white background, was sitting in front of a dark red velvet bench reviewing documents. His silver-white long hair poured down like a galaxy, and misty white starbursts surged silently around him.

In the next second, his writing hand jerked violently, and the sudden bloody smell from his throat made Jesus subconsciously put the back of his hand against his lips, and then a bright red blood trickled down the corner of his lips.

"Your Majesty!" Yawei and Yaze, who had been waiting for Jesus to sign the document, shrank their pupils and stepped forward one after another.

"No problem." Yesa casually wiped away the blood on his lips and said quietly, after signing the last document, he pointed to the stack of documents on the far right and said, "Send these to Lan Jue."

"Your Majesty, your body..." Yaze said in a deep voice, clenched his hands down to the hem of his trousers into fists.

"Back off." Jesa wrote lightly, and Fu stood up and looked out the window again, making it clear that he didn't want to talk more.

Yaze Yawei looked at the straight back of Jesus and sighed silently. After a moment of stalemate between the two sides, the siblings finally retreated silently holding the documents.

After Yaze Yawei left, Jesus shook his body violently when he turned around, and directly supported the table with his hands, dense pain spread to all limbs and bones in an instant.

He closed his eyes and slowly stood up straight after he probably got used to the pain. The wings on his back dropped a little involuntarily.

*

At the same time, on the seventh floor of the Book Sea Hall.

The Book Hall is the library of the Bolivian Royal Palace. It has seven floors in total and is only open to people inside the government. On the top floor, only those in power and those authorized by the power can enter, because there are many secrets that cannot be disclosed.

Mu Zhichan flapped her wings and flew to the bookshelf to carefully check the titles of the books. After finding the secret history of the royal family and other books about the Ye family, she took them out, flew to a table and chair beside her and sat down to read them carefully.

Time passed bit by bit, and it was already dusk in a blink of an eye. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the young man's wings through the crystal window, like a layer of soft light.

Mu Zhichan closed the book with a tired expression, and looked out the window with rapt attention.

He thought that he could find more detailed documents about the physical defects of the royal family of Ye family here, but in fact, he only found a few lines of words, which were far less detailed than what Lan Jue told him yesterday.

Mu Zhichan put the book back, frowned and thoughtfully left the Book Hall.

"Where did you go?"

As soon as Mu Zhichan opened the door and returned to the bedroom, he heard a deep and magnetic voice. He looked up and saw Jesus sitting on the dark red velvet bench in front of the French window with his legs crossed, with a handsome face and a condensed expression. , the eyes are like cold pools, piercing and piercing.

"I went to Shuhaiguan to find some novels to read, but I accidentally read too much. When I came back to my senses, I didn't expect it to be this point." Mu Zhichan smiled, walked to Jesus and stood still, When looking at the other party's flawless face at close range, he couldn't help but recall the series of kisses that fell last night, and his fingers trembled suddenly.

For those kisses, whether it falls between the eyebrows or on the lips, while Mu Zhichan is deeply delighted, it is also mixed with unwillingness and sadness.

Because he could not respond to Jesus, he was afraid that the other party would make his physical defects worse because of his response.

This kind of aggrieved feeling of wanting to say but not being able to say, wanting to express but not being able to express it really made him feel extremely irritated.

"What did you see?" Yesa's gaze was wrapped around Mu Zhichan's body like a silk thread, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around the other's waist, which was close at hand. With his arms, he directly hugged her in his arms.

Mu Zhichan, who was sitting on Jesus' lap, was not surprised by this sudden intimacy. He sighed in his heart, wrapped his left hand around Jesus' neck, and stroked his long silver-white hair gently with his fingers. : "I read a picture book featuring various desserts, the love story between Miss Fox and Mr. Lone Wolf, and..."

While listening to Mu Zhichan's melodious voice, Yesa rested his head on his chest and slowly closed his eyes.

"...Maybe that's all? Brother, do you still want to eat the biscuits I made for you yesterday?" Mu Zhichan asked, stroking the back of Jesus' head gently with her hand.

But no one answered, only the cool evening breeze tainted with the fragrance of roses surged silently in the bedroom.

Mu Zhichan looked down and found that Yesa had fallen asleep leaning against his chest unknowingly, but the arms around her waist did not loosen at all.

"Brother?" Mu Zhichan called softly again, but the other party still didn't respond at all, just closed his eyes and fell asleep with even breathing.

He lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to push back the broken hair scattered in front of Jesus' eyes, but then he paused, his brows furrowed, and then he carefully opened Jesus' neckline with his index finger, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw large dark red spots appearing on the fair skin of the book at some point, and they were still bleeding, and the entire neckline was stained with traces of dark red blood.

Mu Zhichan pursed her lips tightly, pain and struggle appeared in her eyes, she stared at the neck of Jesus without moving for a long time, like a silent sculpture.

perhaps……

It was time for him to leave.

Mu Zhichan trembled his eyelashes, lowered his head and kissed the top of Jesus' hair lightly. After that, he carefully slipped out of the other's embrace, and helped him to lie down on the sofa chair, while he himself sat on the carpet. In front of the person, he quietly traced the peaceful sleeping face of Jesus with his eyes.

The setting sun in the sky was gradually replaced by stars, and a full moon hung in the dark night.

"...I fell asleep?" A hoarse voice sounded above his head, at the same time, Mu Zhichan felt a cool hand covering his left neck and gently rubbed it a few times, and teasingly with his index finger Hooked his jaw.

"Yeah." Mu Zhichan put down the book in his hand and turned to look at him, his eyebrows stretched and said: "But now you sleep at night, can you still sleep at night?"

"It's good to see you sleeping." Yesa rubbed the back of his head with the palm of his hand and said, with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Hey, I'm really sleepy." Mu Zhichan yawned as she said that, stood up and picked up the glass on the coffee table and said, "By the way, I made a glass of snow milk while you were sleeping, It's delicious."

Yesa watched Mu Zhichan put his lips on the rim of the cup and took another sip of snow milk, his rosy tongue was faintly visible, and his eyes were getting darker.

"Brother, try it?" Mu Zhichan handed the glass to Yesa, and after the other party took it, she watched Jesus put her lips directly on the rim of the cup that he had sucked in before, and closed her eyes.

"Well, it's delicious." Yesa put the empty cup aside and said in a low voice, and then he was held by the sleepy Mu Zhichan and sat on the bed.

Then, Mu Zhichan lifted the quilt and lay down, then hugged Jesus' arm and said coquettishly, "Brother, will you sleep with me tonight?"

Ever since Mu Zhichan became an adult, Yesa seldom saw his lover in such a posture, so he could not help but bend the corners of his lips and lie down on his side, bent his index finger and tapped on the center of his brow, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

"Brother." Mu Zhichan put her face on Yesa's chest and called softly.

"Huh?" Jessica made a nasal sound.

"brother"

"doing what?"

"It's okay, I just called you!" Mu Zhichan closed his eyes and curled his lips into a smile, stretched out his arms to wrap around Yesa's waist, pressed his whole body against it, and even stretched out a left wing to gently rest on it. on Jesus.

"Go to sleep." Yesa put his chin on the top of Mo Zhichan's hair and said in a low voice, gently patting the young man's back.

"Good night, brother." Mu Zhichan said softly, turning her face to the side, a teardrop flowed silently from the corner of her eyes.

"Good night." The corners of Jesa's lips hooked slightly, and softness and tenderness appeared in the silver-gray eyes, like a ray of sunshine after the snow melted.

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