After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

"Hmm..." His fingers caressed Cong Ji's back impatiently, being kissed hard, his fingertips suddenly grabbed Cong Ji's flimsy obscene clothes.

The material of the obscene clothes was slightly cool, originally it was similar to his body temperature, but now his body temperature was similar to Cong Ji's.

"Your Majesty..." During the kiss, he called Cong Ji out of breath, and was suddenly kissed by Cong Ji on the forehead.

He looked at Cong Ji, groped to find Cong Ji's hands, and immediately inserted his ten fingers into the gap between Cong Ji's fingers.

Even though he and Cong Ji are not lovers, interlocking fingers still makes him feel sweet.

Cong Ji's fingers were covered with sword cocoons, and endless numbness was drawn out after a little rubbing.

Cong Ji's lips had moved from his forehead to his left ear, and his soft earlobe had immediately fallen into Cong Ji's mouth.

The earlobe was bitten lightly, and he couldn't help sobbing.

Immediately afterwards, Cong Ji kissed his neck again, and he raised his head, exposing the most fragile Adam's apple in front of Cong Ji.

Cong Ji managed to regain his composure, and asked softly, "If you don't want to, you can refuse me, don't worry about it."

"I...I like..." Wen Qi opened his eyes, stared at Cong Ji, and said firmly, "I like kissing your majesty, and I like your majesty kissing me. Your majesty, please kiss me for a while longer."

"But it's disrespectful." Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi's Adam's apple, the Adam's apple is the symbol of a male mermaid, and it was obvious that he broke his sleeve for Wen Qi.

The adam's apple was sensitive, Wen Qi's body was so soft that his feet couldn't help turning into shark tails, and he wrapped them around Cong Ji's waist.

Cong Ji glanced at the jade plate outside the window, October [-]th was finally over.

He withdrew his gaze and kissed Wen Qi, making Wen Qi's clothes messy, his belt loose, and his white shoulders, chest, and waist exposed.

Wen Qi was confused, his eyes were full of seductive amorous feelings, and after a while, the scales on his lower abdomen were lifted suddenly, and something rose up suddenly.

Seeing this, Cong Ji lowered his head again, this time, he didn't spit it out again.

Wen Qi's eyes turned red, and he was shocked to see Cong Ji swallow it.

Then, he let go of the shark tail, and wanted to lower his head, but Cong Ji pinched his jaw.

Cong Ji wiped the corners of his lips, and said softly, "You don't have to reciprocate."

Wen Qi insisted: "I want to reciprocate for His Majesty."

Cong Ji grabbed Wen Qi's hand: "Let's just reciprocate like this."

Wen Qi's palms were hot and he trembled all over, but Cong Ji was much calmer than him.

His heart was full of jealousy: I'm too jerky, Cong Ji's concubine must be thousands of times better than me.

After a long time, Cong Ji took a brocade handkerchief and wiped Wen Qi's hands clean, then kissed the palms almost piously, and said, "How about you sleep with me in this bedroom tonight?"

Wen Qi asked without answering: "Your Majesty, don't you want to continue?"

He lowered his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and said nervously and shamelessly: "I would like to be blessed by His Majesty."

Hearing the sound, Cong Ji was extremely shocked: "You once said that you were not broken, and you didn't want to be lucky by me. Why did you change your mind now? If you have any unspeakable secrets, you must tell me."

"I did change my mind, but I have nothing to hide, I..." Wen Qi took a deep breath, and after struggling in every possible way, he made up his mind, even though Cong Ji regarded him as a dispensable thing, even if He is ashamed of his ancestors and mother, but he must first be worthy of himself. He doesn't think that his heart is shameful, so what if his sleeve is broken?So what if it doesn't conform to the secular concept?He is happy with Cong Ji, there is no need to hide it, he can announce it to the whole world.

"I..." He paused, summoned up his courage, looked into Cong Ji's eyes, and said word by word, "I am pleased with Your Majesty, I have lost my sleeve, and I would like to be blessed by Your Majesty."

Cong Ji subconsciously decided that he was not worthy of being liked by Wen Qi, and he was even more astonished: Wen Qi actually really liked me, Wen Qi was probably the first love, trapped in the deep palace for a long time, and lacked women of the right age around him, so he mistakenly thought that Do you please me?

So, he asked: "I am a tyrant who has done a lot of evil, why do you like me?"

"Although Your Majesty is a tyrant, I am still pleased with Your Majesty." If he could choose freely, Wen Qi would definitely not choose Cong Ji, but matters of love and affection are completely out of his control.

Cong Ji heard that Wen Qi added: "I am not an ordinary person, let alone a woman. I don't seek fame, and I won't pester your majesty. If your majesty is willing to be lucky with me, it will be my blessing. If your majesty despises me, it will be my blessing." I am a man, you can put out the candles in this room, and your Majesty treats me as a woman, and I will not make a sound, ruining your majesty's interest."

Looking at the extremely humble Wen Qi, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

In order not to pass the poison on Wen Qi, he must not come to Wen Qi, and he has decided to commit suicide, or let Wen Qi kill him, so he cannot respond to Wen Qi's wishes.

He thought hard, and finally, he said insincerely: "I'm not broken, I don't want to be lucky with you."

Wen Qi was not surprised by Cong Ji's answer, he tried his best to twitch the corners of his lips: "When the candle is extinguished, I turn my back, shouldn't I be much different from a woman?"

Cong Ji said cruelly: "But you are not a woman after all."

Yes, no matter how I try to hide it, I am not a woman after all.

Wen Qi fought for himself: "Since Your Majesty is willing to kiss me, hug me, reciprocate me with his lips and tongue, and even swallow it, it proves that even if His Majesty is not broken, His Majesty is still interested in my body. Try Why not try it?"

"But you are not a woman after all. Your part is completely different from that of a woman. I have tried that part of a woman, and I don't want to try your part again." According to what Qi said, he even swallowed the filth, and of course he was interested in Wen Qi's body.

"It was Wen Qi who forced it. Don't blame your majesty." Wen Qi maintained a smile so as not to be too embarrassing.

Cong Ji looked at Wen Qi's misty eyes, and wiped the ends of Wen Qi's eyes with his fingertips.

Wen Qi asked: "Your Majesty is not broken, why did you treat me so tenderly and make me fall?"

Cong Ji didn't know why he had to treat Wen Qi so tenderly, maybe he didn't fall in love with Wen Qi for a long time, but fell in love at first sight?

He raised his hand to rub Wen Qi's hair, and said apologetically, "It's all my fault."

"It's indeed His Majesty's fault. I didn't break my sleeves, but I broke them for Your Majesty. Not only is Your Majesty irresponsible, but you don't even want to try." Wen Qi finally burst into tears, gnawing at Cong Ji again and again. Bite and hit.

After venting for a while, he retreated to the next best thing and said: "I cut off my sleeves because of Your Majesty. Therefore, when I meet a woman I like and put the sleeves on, Your Majesty must let me ask for them except for luck."

"Okay." Cong Ji couldn't bear to refuse, and hugged Wen Qi into his arms, "Rest, it's already night."

Wen Qi shook his head and said: "Since Your Majesty has agreed to Wen Qi, you should keep your promise."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, slightly opened his lips, and poked out a bright red tip of his tongue.

Cong Ji covered his lower lip, and the next moment, Wen Qi tasted his own taste, it was very fishy, ​​I don't know how Cong Ji swallowed it?

After a kiss, Wen Qi calmed down and asked, "Did Your Majesty hurt himself again?"

Seeing Cong Ji nod his head, he then asked, "Where is the injury?"

Cong Ji sat up, lifted the left sleeve of his clothes, revealing the bandage on his forearm.

Wen Qi saw a little blood smeared on it, and he must have hurt Cong Ji just when he was venting.

He lightly removed the bandage, and the bone-deep wound pierced into his eyes immediately.

"Your Majesty, don't hurt yourself anymore." He even wanted to tell Cong Ji that killing himself is better than self-harm.

Cong Ji is really a tyrant, how much better is he than Cong Ji?

Filial piety, loyalty, propriety, righteousness and shame, he has none of them.

Cong Ji couldn't reassure Wen Qi, so he remained silent.

After finally getting through October [-]th, it is still unknown what will happen on November [-]th.

Wen Qi got off the bed, lifted the "ten steps" that Cong Ji put aside, drew out the blade of the sword with his right hand, and slashed his left arm without thinking.

In the same position, the bone can be seen at the same depth.

Cong Ji was caught off guard, it was too late to stop, and sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

Wen Qi smiled and said: "Your Majesty likes to renege on his words and become fat, but Wen Qi does what he says. Do you remember that Wen Qi once said that if His Majesty hurts himself again, Wen Qi will kill himself with His Majesty?"

He had never been so seriously injured, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted, it seemed that even words could touch the wound and cause more pain, but he supported his crumbling body with tenacious willpower.

"Of course I remember." Cong Ji hurried to Wen Qi, took "ten steps", pressed the wound with one hand, and stopped Wen Qi's waist with the other.

Blood scrambled out from between his fingers, and dripped to the ground, turning into irregular blood halos one after another.

Wen Qi's face was as pale as death, and he stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of Cong Ji's lips: "Your Majesty, don't hurt yourself anymore."

In order to be lenient and warm, Cong Ji avoided the important and said lightly: "I have made a note of it."

Wen Qi emphasized: "Just writing it down is not enough, Your Majesty must do it."

Cong Ji had no choice but to say, "I will try not to harm myself."

Wen Qi exposed Cong Ji: "Last time, His Majesty clearly agreed to Wen Qi not to harm himself, so His Majesty will probably break his promise again and lose weight?"

"I..." Cong Ji couldn't refute, so he didn't say a word.

"That's all." Wen Qi smiled brightly, "If you can't do it, that's all. Your Majesty can self-harm again, and Wen Qi can follow His Majesty to self-harm again."

Cong Ji said solemnly: "I can harm myself, but you can't follow me to harm myself."

"Your Majesty really decided to break his promise and get fat." Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji, bit the side of Cong Ji's neck, and then crushed the warm flesh with the tip of his teeth.

Cong Ji raised his voice and ordered people to tell the imperial physician, and at the same time patted Wen Qi's back, distressedly said: "Does it hurt?"

"Mmm, it hurts." Wen Qi slurred his tongue, glanced at Cong Ji with tears in his eyes, and then concentrated on biting Cong Ji's side neck.

Cong Jisheng was afraid that the imperial physician would see Wen Qi's skin, and when Wen Qi let go of his side neck, he carefully helped Wen Qi close his clothes.

After Doctor Zhang finished bandaging Wen Qi, Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi to the bed, kissed Wen Qi's left arm, and promised: "I will try my best not to harm myself, just trust me once more."

Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji intently, and after a while, he said in a mean-spirited way: "I'll just try to make it hard for you to believe Your Majesty."