Small cannon fodder is becoming beautiful every day [Quick Transmigration]

Under the candlelight, the couple's faces were flushed, their eyes were erratic, looking here and there, but they dared not look at each other.

Yu Xiangchao is a scholar who scoffs at things about ghosts and gods. If his mother hadn't begged hard, their brothers would not have married a man.

Madam Yu thought to herself, when the two brothers passed the age of 20, they would find an excuse to send the Hua family brothers away.

Now, Yu Xiangchao's heart is full of emotion, he never imagined that Huayang would be so beautiful, it's hard to describe in all the beautiful words in the book.

He... is a beautiful hypocrite?

For a while, Yu Xiangchao thought a lot, but the more he thought about it, the more dizzy he became.

He got married, hehe, got married...

"Huayang, are you cold?"

Yu Xiangchao glanced at him secretly, then moved slightly to the side, and his calf touched his calf, although he touched it lightly, he was very excited.

Shen Xin, don't be Meng Lang!

Yu Xiangchao took a few deep breaths, leaned one leg to the side again, and sighed in his heart, it was so soft and warm.

Hua Yang blushed with embarrassment, water waves rippled in her eyes, she bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, she was shy and timid, her beauty was eye-catching.

"You...you are too close, it's so hot..." Such scalding body temperature almost burned him.

Hua Yang inhaled lightly, and when he spoke, he whispered softly, like a feather caressing, making Yu Xiangchao's heart jump wildly.

"Then, then I'll stay away."

Yu Xiangchao was so ashamed that he moved his long legs, but as if reluctant to let go, he was still close to Hua Yang's calf.

Hua Yang was sitting upright, with her head lowered slightly, revealing her fair and delicate neck, which was translucent white and exuded a faint fragrance.

Yu Xiang sniffed at the tip of his nose, looking for the source of the fragrance, and slowly approached his neck.

For a moment, Hua Yang's neck was red with embarrassment, and when he took a breath, he could vaguely see the blood vessels flowing, and the tide of emotion was surging, hot and unbearable.

"It smells so good," Yu Xiangchao leaned close to his neck, sniffed lightly, and said indulgently, "I really want to take a bite."

Hua Yang was trembling with fright, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he said, "Don't...don't bite me..."

It hurts, he doesn't want to be bitten.

Hua Yang trembled, her long eyelashes were wet with tears, her eyes were red, when she looked at people, she seemed to be acting like a baby, instinctively teasing a man's bottom line.

Yu Xiangchao's throat tightened, and as if by accident, he lightly bit his neck.

Immediately, the sweet and greasy fragrance permeated his mouth, and bursts of numbness circulated on his scalp. He squinted his eyes, feeling extremely comfortable.

"It hurts... Take it easy..."

Hua Yang hummed softly and burped softly, so obediently and softly.

Yu Xiangchao tightened his throat, his eyes were full of amorous feelings, let him pick them up.

No, no.

Yu Xiangchao silently recited the Four Books and Five Classics. Gradually, his head became dizzy, and the only sound in his ears was Hua Yang's sobbing.

Don't cry, he's going crazy.

Yu Xiangchao's eyes were red, as if he was insane, his thoughts were in a mess, sinking in the darkness, and he disappeared.

In an instant, Yu Xiangchao went crazy, held him in his arms, and kissed him.

It was terrible, he couldn't breathe.

After a long time, Yu Xiangchao sighed, staring at his red and swollen mouth, breathing disorderly, "Huayang, you are so sweet."

Hua Yang's eyes are misty, her messy long hair hangs softly on her cheeks, her red lips parted and opened, revealing a soft uvula.

Yu Xiangzhao stared straight at him, gently stroked his lower lip with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you okay?"

In an instant, an electric current ran through his whole body, Hua Yang trembled, let out a delicate moan, and stuck out his lilac tongue.

Such an astonishing beauty is destroying a man's reason all the time.

Yu Xiangchao took a breath, clamped his uvula with two fingers, and kneaded it carefully.

"It hurts..."

Hua Yang trembled with pain, and hammered his chest, it was so hard that his little hands were numb from the shock.

"I hate you." Hua Yang cried, threw herself into the soft quilt, covered her head with the quilt, and her crying became out of tune.

Confused, Yu Xiangchao climbed up, coaxing: "Hua Yang, I was wrong, I was wrong, hit me and scold me, don't cry anymore."

Hua Yang wept tenderly, and called out pitifully, "I'll just cry."

This smelly man, after kissing for so long, he can hardly breathe, and he is playing with his little tongue, it's so annoying.

He loves to cry, and if he doesn't like it, then let's go.

Thinking about it, Hua Yang stretched out a jade arm and pushed the man hard: "Go away, I hate you."

Yu Xiangchao grabbed his arm, but in the blink of an eye, a red mark was left behind. He was so anxious that he blew lightly, held him in his arms, and said anxiously, "You hit me."

As he spoke, he grabbed Hua Yang's little hand and asked him to hit him.

Hua Yang was startled, withdrew his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Hmph, who wants to hit you, you tough, stinky man."

Yu Xiangchao smiled. He has read a lot of poetry and books, and his words and deeds are moderate. It was the first time he treated Meng Lang and was scolded as a stinky man, but he was happy in his heart.

He thought, Hua Yang must be a psychic, good at bewitching people's hearts and making people love each other.

"Huayang, come out, don't be bored." Yu Xiangchao sighed, "Otherwise, I'll get under the covers too?"

After saying that, he suddenly turned into the bed.

Hua Yang covered her mouth and exclaimed, stretched out her hand to push him out, but she couldn't push him, instead, she was grabbed by the wrist and kissed him lightly.

Yu Xiangchao's eyes shined, and he sucked his soft, boneless fingers in his mouth.

The ambiguous voice was clearly audible in the darkness, Hua Yang was shy and restless, panting delicately, and said angrily, "Let me go."

Yu Xiangchao chuckled, "If you stop being angry, I will let you go."

Immediately, he lightly exerted force, and the white teeth left marks on the knuckles, as if a male marked a female, very domineering.

Hua Yang cried out in pain, and said angrily, "I'm not angry anymore, you go away."

"I'm not going away."

"You...you lied!"

Yu Xiangchao smiled heartily, hugged him in his arms, and said in a greasy voice, "Things between husband and wife can be called deception, it's called boudoir joy."

Hua Yang doesn't understand the joys of the boudoir, but he knows that Yu Xiangchao is the protagonist in the book, and he will fall in love with the protagonist sooner or later, so he retorted angrily:

"Sooner or later, you will fall in love with another person and sell me. At that time, I will die."

Yu Xiangchao frowned, and said unexpectedly: "Don't talk nonsense, you won't die, and I won't fall in love with others."

His little wife is so beautiful and so pure and alluring, who would be willing to abandon her?

The more Hua Yang thought about it, the more sad she became, and said aggrievedly: "You will sell me."

No matter which world he was in, he was just a cannon fodder and ended up in despair.

Yu Xiang laughed back angrily, kissed his bright red face, and sighed: "I swear, I only love you and spoil you."

Strange to say, they met each other for the first time, but they seemed to have known each other and loved each other in the previous life. The memory engraved in his bones has made him reincarnate thousands of times, and he can't forget it.

Caressing his delicate waist, Yu Xiangchao was in a turbulent mood, like a proud champion.

No, even if you have achieved fame, it can't compare to the pride at this moment.

Huayang is his, and in this life, it belongs to Yu Xiangchao alone.

"Huayang, you can accompany me to the academy."

The academy is about to start, and the brothers will study hard again. If Huayang doesn't see him for a long time, he will go crazy.

Hua Yang's eyes lit up, "I'll go too."

He likes reading the most, and he wants to read and write every day.

Yu Xiangchao was very happy, and said longingly: "In the future, we will live together day and night, and be happy like a fairy."

Hua Yang shook his head, and said softly, "No, we're going to study hard."

"That's right, I'm going to take the exam to get fame, so that you will have no worries for the rest of your life."

From then on, the seeds of obtaining fame took root in Yu Xiangchao's heart.