After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

The chair was overturned, and Jiu Yan almost walked away with Han Chengyu, and then he was pressed against the corner of the wall. He seemed to be drunk, and the whole person was light and dizzy. He heard the gradually calming voice from downstairs. .

Jiuyan's slightly hot breath sprinkled on the tip of his nose, making his face reddened, Han Chengyu's eyes were covered by him, and the other's chin was firmly pinched by the other, so he could only hug his waist subconsciously .

Han Chengyu doesn't know how to breathe, every time he is out of breath, Jiu Yan will loosen his lips, giving him a chance to breathe, but his tongue is still gently licking his lips, hooking his lips The tip of the tongue is spinning...

Jiu Yan let go of his hand covering his eyes, and turned his hand to gently caress his neck, Adam's apple, behind the ear, kneading, seeing that the person became softer and softer.

He touched his massive chest muscles, which were strong and strong, and his waist was not soft, the muscles around his waist were like steel bars.

Jiu Yan has relatively few contacts with this kind of people, and his interest is still relatively strong. Most of the people who come to places like Nanfeng Pavilion can practice martial arts seriously?

But when there was a sudden knock on the door, Han Chengyu woke up suddenly. He hadn't noticed anyone coming at all just now. There is a trace of charming expression, but the peach blossom eyes are undeniably strong.

Han Chengyu gently pushed his waist with his hand, bit him punished by Jiu Yan, and pressed his hand on a certain point on his waist, and then his waist went numb.

"Hmm." He snorted indiscriminately, his breathing became disordered, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly.

"Young master?" The person outside the door did not respond for a long time. After calling twice, fearing that something might happen to him, he wanted to push the door open. The door was just pushed open a gap.

With a bang, the door was violently pressed, and there was a loud noise, and then two overlapping and entangled shadows were printed on the door through the candlelight.

Qin Huan's face outside the door turned dark in an instant, and the beautiful young man standing next to him showed playfulness in his eyes, revealing a pair of cute canine teeth and enchanting fox eyes, pure in a demon, which is the guest's favorite appearance.

"Well, the young master seems to be busy~" Tong Qian's tone was regretful, and his glazed eyes blinked: "Should we avoid it?"

"No need." Qin Huan's tone was cold, his face became colder and colder, he stared at the shadow without blinking, as if he was about to stare at a hole.

They didn't make them wait for a long time, the door was quickly opened from the inside, Jiu Yan's face was as usual, except for a little red lips, there was no change at all, he tidied his clothes slowly.

But Han Chengyu did not stand with him.

The huge mandarin duck screen blocked the figure on the big bed. Tong Qian looked curiously at the side of the bed at first, but when she received Jiu Yan's half-smile smile, she couldn't help but stand up, and stopped looking around.

"What's your name? When did you come?" Jiu Yan didn't sit down, but stood with his back against the window, holding a cup of cold tea in his hand.

"Tong Qian, I came here three years ago." He looked at Jiu Yan with a pair of eyes, and his eyes were full of joy, with the excitement of fans meeting their idols.

"You want to see me? What are you doing?" Jiu Yan slightly frowned as the tea became bitter after it was cold.

"That's right, I begged Mr. Qinhuan to tell you. I have no other intentions. I just like you and think you are amazing. As a man, doing your job is already amazing." Tong Qian is still a chatterbox, wearing a black cloak, and her small face is as white as jade.

"..." For a moment, Jiu Yan wondered if he was praising him.

"I came to the Nanfeng Pavilion for you. I feel that people who live like you should be recorded in history. Those romantic talents in the imperial capital wrote poems for you. The imperial power..."

"Okay." Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Jiu Yan interrupted him, and asked him with a light smile: "Apart from these, is there anything else?"

Tong Qian touched her head in embarrassment, completely fanatic: "It's fine, I just want to see you."

Jiu Yan only felt that the people he met these days were all strange people and strange things, he sighed: "In that case, don't keep the guests waiting for a long time, they might not get used to it the first time, and afterward You can ask Qin Huan for more money to take good care of her."

"Hehehe, it's okay, I've been ready for a long time." Tong Qian didn't care about these things, and then her face slowly turned red: "It's just... Mr. Xiaojiu, I don't know if I have a chance to win your favor."

When Tong Qian saw him three years ago, he was still a little beggar. He was deliberately pushed into a speeding carriage, knocked to the ground, and the carriage almost ran over him.

Just when he felt that he was going to be 'disposed' by the nobleman on the carriage, he didn't die, but gave him a sum of money. At that time, he heard someone call him Mr. Little Wine, although the last money was pushed to him as a beggar. Robbed.

The man weighed his purse, and said in a bad tone, "It's better to get money from Nanfeng Pavilion, and it's a lot of money."

Later he knew that the carriage was for Jiu Yan, and that the beggar hit him on purpose like that, so he washed his face and went to Selling Gold Grotto, Nanfeng Hall.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of porcelain bottles breaking came from the screen, and Qin Huan's face was ashen. If he knew that Tong Qian was going to talk to Jiu Yan about this, he would never bring him here even if he died.

The calmest thing here is Jiu Yan, his expression remained unchanged, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "I don't accept customers anymore, so I might disappoint you."

"It's okay." Tong Qian was not disappointed at all, and then said lively: "I'm going to help you earn money, see you next time."

Tong Qian left, Qin Huan was still standing, Jiu Yan showed a helpless expression, he was more patient with Qin Huan: "It's noisy down here, why don't you go down?"

"Hmph." Qin Huan snorted coldly, knowing that she couldn't control him, she flicked her sleeves and left.

Seeing his back disappearing at the door, Jiu Yan put down the teacup in his hand and walked inside, but saw Han Chengyu squatting on the ground helplessly, looking at the smashed vase.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose." Han Chengyu's face was still warm at the moment, the roots of his ears were blood red, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, which was bitten by Jiu Yan.

"Well, it doesn't matter, just lose money." Jiu Yan hugged her chest, not at all the enthusiasm of being a relative just now, with a business-like attitude, turning her face and refusing to recognize anyone.

"Oh...how much money?" Han Chengyu asked in a low voice.

"100 taels of gold." Jiu Yan whispered, looked at him with raised eyebrows, reached out and pinched his arm to help him up.

"Well, 100 taels...gold?!" Han Chengyu didn't expect it to be so expensive, and then he calculated his belongings, and heaved a sigh of relief that he could afford it.

"Yes, can you afford it?" Jiu Yan asked him softly, pinched his red ears, and continued, "If you can't afford it, you can consider keeping you to pay off the debt."

In fact, this vase is worthless at all, Jiu Yan lied to him.

Han Chengyu could afford to swallow it when it came to his lips. Although he was innocent but not stupid, he could of course hear the meaning of the words. His black eyes were bright, and he slightly raised his lips and said, "Let me pay off the debt." .”

"Hahaha, why are you so happy to pay off the debt?" Jiu Yan's eyes turned into crescent moons, and her voice was mellow and pleasant. She touched his neck with her hand, brought the belt to her side, and pinched the back of his neck.

"Did you know that I would kiss you?" He lowered his voice and asked, his eyes seemed to have infinite tenderness, wrapped him around, and then kissed his soft lips.

Han Chengyu's cheeks were red again, his eyes blinked helplessly, and finally said: "I don't know, but... I like this very much, but I can't stand it anymore, I feel like I'm going to die."

What he said was a bit incoherent, and when he was watched by those smiling eyes, his whole body became tense and looked forward to it.

"That's it, then do you want it or not?" Jiu Yan asked calmly, still rubbing his neck with his hands, his nails are not long, and they are trimmed and round, so they won't be uncomfortable.

Han Chengyu pursed his lips, and when he looked up, he took the initiative to hold Jiuyan's face. His hands were very hot, and he touched his lips with his lips carefully. His voice trembled and he was a little obedient: "I think so." .”

Jiuyan's smile slowly receded, she looked at him seriously, her dark brown eyes imprinted on his face, she sighed lightly, and kissed his face with his hand.

"Okay, I know." Jiu Yan lowered his eyes and took his hand off.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back." Jiu Yan didn't intend to stay for long, but saw Han Chengyu's expression of hesitation.

"What? Do you still want to stay here? Do you need to find some brothers for you?" Jiu Yan raised his eyebrows, his tone was light, and others said that he was not right when he said that it was cloudy and sunny. There was thunder and lightning for a second.

"No, this..." Han Chengyu glanced at the vase he smashed.

"It's okay, someone will clean it up." Jiu Yan said.

Han Chengyu immediately took his hand and said, "Then let's go."

Jiu Yan pursed the corners of his lips and let him lead him away, but what Han Chengyu didn't expect was that the sound insulation effect of the outside room was so bad, and all kinds of Meng Lang's voices made him blush, especially when he was accompanied by someone he liked.

Finally, he ran out as if fleeing for his life, and stood at the back door, no one was around, the snow had stopped, but there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, and he stepped on the snow without making a sound.

"Shall I take you back?" Han Chengyu asked.

"Send me off? Didn't you already give it to me? Are you planning to go home?" Jiu Yan had a smile on his face.

"I, I, okay, go pay off the debt." Of course Han Chengyu only wanted to stay with him, but he was worried that the two of them were developing too fast...

"There is no other room for you to live in, you can only lie on the beauty bed in the outer room, can you see if it works?" Jiu Yan asked him.

"Okay, yes, I am willing." Han Chengyu nodded hastily.

The two walked lightly in the snow, but Jiu Yan still wet his shoes and socks. The cook boiled water for him to soak his feet, and prepared for Han Chengyu by the way.

The two sat on the bed, silent. Han Chengyu obviously underestimated his height. He had to curl up into a lump to lie down. If he slept like this, something might go wrong the next day.

Jiu Yan looked at the beauty, she was indeed too small, too sleepy.

"Forget it, wait and sleep in bed with me." Jiu Yan nestled on the bed, said lazily, her snow-white feet turned pink, a little cute.

Han Chengyu glanced at his not-so-fair feet again, frowned and shrank, and suddenly heard him say this, his mind turned a little slowly.

The author has something to say:

That’s right, I didn’t consider that my perspective is the main attack, so I plan to delete the fourth world (maybe write another book), maybe after finishing this world, there will be no more, or if I have new ideas, add another one~