Beauty is not the same [Quick Transmigration]

Regardless of whether the relationship between Hao Su and Fan Qing was a play on the spot, or really harmonious, no one was really stupid enough to question them face to face.

Not long after going downstairs, Hao Su used the cover of the banquet to talk to the Queen's faction.They are all neutral on the surface, and they are also the people Hu Zhishan wants to win over.

"Congratulations, in a few days, we should be able to hear good news."

The speaker clinked glasses with Hao Su and smiled gracefully.He is relatively well-informed and knows that Hao Su is about to become an executive officer, so there is a bit of respect in his words.

"[-]% of the people who came here today should have reached a cooperation with the Hu family, and [-]% of them are people he wants to win over."

As for those who knew at a glance that they were pure queens, they were also invited.

Hu Zhishan did this to deceive others, and he didn't want to leave anything to talk about.

Hao Su's eyes flicked across the field, and he knew something in his heart.After clinking glasses, he didn't drink a lot of wine, but just took a sip meaningfully.

The speaker noticed this, and thought that Hao Su didn't like the wine, and said he would send him some other wine later.

"Thank you." Hao Su knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he didn't explain too much.

That person should be a little curious about the relationship between him and Fan Qing. He doesn't know why the two seem to get along so harmoniously. Hao Su even sent Fan Qing to the lounge just now.

But after all, it was Hao Su's family business, so he didn't ask any more questions in the end.

Hao Su came into contact with several people one after another, most of them belonged to Hu Zhishan's faction.

He talked very skillfully, and he didn't ask too sensitive topics, even some extremely everyday greetings.However, after putting it together, you will find that there is a lot of ingestible information in it.

He probably determined the stage of Hu Zhishan's current plan.

Upstairs, after Hao Su left, Fan Qing got in touch with the people who stayed in Hu's house.Knowing what Hu Zhishan was planning now, he sneered again.

Fan Qing was still sitting on the sofa, leaning back in a relaxed posture, with a drunken look on her face.When he was angry, it added a fresh breath.

When the person answering the question saw Fan Qing's appearance, he lowered his head consciously and didn't pay too much attention.

Those who worked for Fan Qing knew his disposition, he was sulky and unruly, he was still smiling one second, but turned cold the next.

From the fact that he was brought into the manor, within half a year, he solved Hao Huai and embezzled the other party's property. It can be seen how powerful Fan Qing's methods are.

If you offend him, your life may be gone before you recover.

After ordering people to keep watching the movement of the Hu family, Fan Qing waited for a short time before Hu Zhishan was ushered in.

The other party acted like a loving father, and didn't mention that it was inappropriate for Fan Qing to bring Hao Su here.But inside and outside the words, he was still coaxing him to do things for his own family.

"I have sent someone to bring your mother back. She has been thinking about you these days and wants to meet you. Are you free now? I can arrange it. "

On the surface, she wanted Fan Qing to meet her mother, but in fact she was using her to threaten him.

But would Fan Qing care?Obviously not.

He is cold-blooded and vicious, Hu Zhishan thought he could use this to make him compromise, it was ridiculously wrong.

What's more, Fan Qing has never gained any warmth under the identity of "mother".

The purity in him has a feeling that no matter when and where he is, it will make people feel ashamed.

At this moment, looking at Hu Zhishan with a calm and cold gaze, the other party had the illusion that all his thoughts had been seen through.Hu Zhishan felt ashamed and annoyed by this sense of oppression, and because of this, he became even more dissatisfied with Fan Qing.

This banquet was essentially held for Fan Qing. Hu Zhishan had promised him that if he was willing to cooperate, he could announce his identity to everyone today.

But what use is this to Fan Qing?With an illusory royal status, after returning to the Hu family, he would not be as comfortable as he is now.

In particular, the Hu family had nothing to attract him.

"Mr. Hu, I think I need some time to rest now, can you please leave first?" His words were very blunt, which reminded Hu Zhishan of the first time when Fan Qing came to Hu's house.

Well-behaved, obedient, timid, and weak, these are almost all the labels on the other party.But now people are still weak, but those personalities that can be manipulated are all gone.

Almost hateful.

Now it is Hu Zhishan who is asking for help, and he has already invested enough in persuading Fan Qing.So no matter how bad Fan Qing's attitude was, Hu Zhishan couldn't say anything.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, squeezed out a smile that was not really kind, turned and left the lounge.

Hao Su's first official appearance in the upper class is undoubtedly a success, and Fan Qing has successfully made the other party memorable.

The carriage didn't take long before returning to the manor.

The clock struck eleven o'clock at night, and the secret door in the room was opened.When the sound of chains sounded, Hao Su returned to the same appearance as when he was in the corner, and he even reached out his hand to the other party.

His eyes are very penetrating in the dim room, with seductive gazes, his head is slightly raised, and there is a smile on his mouth.

"Do you want me to demonstrate it for you in person?"

With a click, Hao Su's wrist was locked.But unlike in the past when he didn't leave much room, this time he was able to hug Fan Qing.

If he didn't get rejected, Hao Su understood what the other party meant.Just like a butterfly, caught in his arms.

Butterfly is fragile and beautiful, just like Hao Su's men.

The little lady's blond hair covered half of his face because of the movement of lowering his head, adding to his original sense of weakness.

Hao Su picked up Fan Qing's hair, it was so soft that several strands leaked out from between his fingers.

"Madam, your hair is beautiful."

He was admiring, with complete sincerity in his tone.That attitude of crossing the line was too obvious, disrespectful, and Fan Qing's hair was pushed back, so that people could see that face that was too beautiful.

Fan Qing's single eyelid always gave him a tired coldness when his face was expressionless, Hao Su watched.

"Your face is also very beautiful." In the candlelight, he approached the person, took Fan Qing's hand, and brushed the other person's face.

Then the neck, the shoulders.With a little force on the wrist, the pitiful fingertips achieved their goal.

The marks on the shoulders disappeared, but not completely.

"It's so cute."

After two days, I can still see it.Hao Su smiled slightly, and pressed Fan Qing's hand again.

Off-offending himself, he was-broke-broke his absolute purity||cleanness.

Like an ancient and long-standing myth, the protagonist is either guided by the gods, or is the protagonist himself, breaking and reshaping himself.Fan Qing has never been interested in all kinds of fairy tales, but he still has some impressions in his mind.

Seeing that Fan Qing's fingertips turned red suddenly, Hao Su did not remove his hand, but repeated the demonstration twice.

It wasn't until the little lady's hands were dyed powder that she gave up a little, put her chin on his neck, and hugged him.

The candles are dancing and burning, and there is a corresponding strange beauty in the Gothic architecture at night.

"Haven't you ever done such a thing?" The answer is obvious, Hao Su changed one hand, and spread it around the other shoulder in the same way, with his shirt - faded - to the waist, "Ma'am, do you look So sh-ashamed."

Even though Fan Qing didn't show anything, the psychological feeling was still intuitively displayed in his eyes.

It is a heinous sin to please oneself.Not to mention, it's not just the shoulders.

Little Lady has many styles of pajamas, but the same thing is that they are comfortable enough to wear.

These clothes are all made of high-quality, cotton-like fabrics.

At this moment, Hao Su's hand felt his hand at the same time, and the print was wrinkled, as if endowed with a short life, rising and falling.

Fan Qing's crimes became more and more evil, and when he touched, the back of his hand was Hao Su's warmth, and it was also his.

The myth has long passed the plain and direct narrative at the beginning, and the protagonist communicates with more people who have plots.

When he came back from the banquet, he was already a little red.Right now it is even more pitifully red, it is precisely because he knows that he is touching himself, the higher the sensory touch value.

Hao Su led the people, and the sound of the chains did not stop.The slight hit of the chain buttons implies more content.

"Have you learned it? That's it."

When Fan Qing was about to close his eyes, Hao Su withdrew again, and took Fan Qing's hand away.

"To make people uncomfortable|suffering, to make people think about it."

Since the purpose is not pure from the beginning, how can it be easily obtained by others?

Ask him to think, ask him to ask.In the end, you can't think about it, you can't ask for it, and all kinds of disadvantages are obvious.

Hao Su patiently taught Fan Qing how to get the best results.

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How...how could such a thing be done?

The myth is the most absurd, but at the same time the most real scene.That is a picture that no matter how imaginative the world can imagine, it is also beyond Fan Qing's imagination.

He leaned down and kissed him.

The frequent tricks broke Fan Qing's chain of thinking, making it impossible to think even the simplest.

But the instinct is still chasing, and when she is looking up, she is even more fragile.

If this moment is fixed, or made into a specimen, then it will last forever.

"Um……"

Such a hot voice came from Fan Qing||.

When he thought about it, he couldn't get up, but was more and more trapped by his hands.The little madam was kissed so hard that even her fingertips were like this.

The tuts kept coming, Fan Qing couldn't care about anything else, Hao Susong opened his hand again at some point, grabbing only the other's hair.

The knuckles||repair|| are long, stretched like jagged jade, and beautiful.

Most of the room is dark, except for the candlelight where they are.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like an oil painting with a shapeless, misty, and excellent composition.

If you focus all your eyes on one place, you will see a rare and strange scene.

It rises and falls naturally, and the red is indistinctly bouncing.Fan Qing's vision began to blur, he vaguely felt that something was going to happen, but he was not very clear.

want……

"Well--"

People are like floating clouds, suddenly changed |shape|shape by the wind.It was Hao Veteran who put Fan Qing's hand back on the opponent's body, in the middle.

The pajamas have long been picked out like decorations, but as far as the eye can see, everything has changed.

Fan Qing's fingers were too slender, Hao Su put his index finger and middle finger together to cover them.

"Ma'am, it's not okay here."

The commanding tone makes Fan Qing's "will" be lost indistinctly.But because of the words and deeds at this moment, the interpretation is even more intense.

When Hao Suqin became a man and officially focused on this place, Fan Qing realized that the feeling just now was only one-tenth of it.

The finger was not blocked, but was carried by Hao Su.

Fan Qing fell into Hao Su's arms, and when he heard his voice, he had no respect at all, just tasted it.

"Your body is indeed very soft."