I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

"To say such things, this Bei Ziang is such a scumbag," the system cursed in his mind.

Rong Huai is not used to kneeling on the ground, after getting used to his body a little bit, he slowly straightened his body, this movement must be extremely embarrassing for other people, but Rong Huai's limbs are orderly, calm and elegant, walking barefoot to the closet, Pick up the clothes and put them on.

Noticing the vertical mirror next to him, he walked over to take a picture.

A palm-sized face was reflected in the mirror, the eyelids were pulled down innocently, the golden pupils accounted for two-thirds of the eyes, making the eyes big and round, the skin was like milky white silk, the whole person was a delicate and flawless doll .

Bei Ziang was surprised that he didn't immediately rush over to hug her and cry, but thought he was using another way to attract his attention, so he sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette and smoked: "This time you are suspicious , I have taught you a lesson, forgive you this time, but don’t make an example next time.”

As he spoke, he kicked the iron cage next to him.

"Then when will you give me an official mark?" Rong Huai raised his hand and pulled down the collar that was draped over his shoulders, revealing his slender milky white neck.

On that part of the neck, the skin was as delicate as milk satin, Bei Zi looked at it steadily, and then he could barely look away, and took a deep breath of the cigarette.

Alpha can only mark one o in his life. Bei Ziang originally thought that Yu Xingze would not return to the Emperor Star, so he agreed to marry him and give him an official mark under Rong Huai's soft and hard thinking, but now that Yu Xingze has returned, he just wants to Mark Yu Xingze as one.

After all, a double is always a double, and a fake can never replace a real person.

But the trouble is that the invitations have already been sent out, and he has been trying to find ways to break up this relationship recently, Bei Ziang frowned tightly: "Wait a little longer, why, the temporary mark can't satisfy you anymore?"

"Isn't it because we have to date every week," Rong Huai said softly, "Temporary marks don't count as marriage, I have to meet those boring alphas every week..."

"I believe in my little dodder," Bei Ziang took Rong Hua into his arms with one hand, and let him sit on his lap.What he said was sincere, because he bought Rong Huai on the black market and gave him an official identity. Rong Huai has always regarded him as a savior, obeying his words and responding to his requests, except this time when he was jealous and complained. Besides, he has always been obedient and obedient, so he doesn't doubt Rong Huai's loyalty at all.

What's more, without him...Rong Huai wouldn't be able to survive.

In fact, except for the occasional demeanor, Rong Huai and Yu Xingze have completely different temperaments. Rong Huai is a dodder flower that lives dependent on others, but Yu Xingze is as proud as an aristocrat, like a little sun that always shines and heats to attract the attention of others.

Bei Ziang didn't know Yu Xingze's background, but guessed that he was either rich or noble, even if he was not reconciled, he secretly hid in a corner and cried. Bei Ziang ran into him once, so he saw Rong Huai who cried very similarly in the black market. After thinking about it, he brought the man back.

Noticing that Bei Ziang's palm was constantly moving down his waist, Rong Huai frowned indistinctly, and stood up from Bei Ziang's thigh: "Let me make some tea for you."

"Let's make a cup of coffee, I have work to do later, so refresh yourself," Bei Ziang's eyes fell on his slender back, and suddenly an email notification sounded from the light on his wrist, and he looked away.

Rong Huai went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee and a cup of tea. In fact, in this technologically advanced interstellar era, there are housekeeping robots for cooking, washing clothes and dishes, but the richer the family, the more they like to pursue Some retro things, such as this old-fashioned hand grinder, are even more expensive than a house in the second ring road of Dixing.

As for tea, it is a rare item that can only be picked on a few colonial planets.

It's just that Bei Ziang has billions of dollars in wealth, and these things are commonplace for him.

"Your coffee-making skills are getting better and better." Bei Ziang took a sip, feeling amazed. He patted his thigh and signaled Rong Huai to sit over.

Rong Huai didn't sit on his lap while holding the tea, but sat on the sofa next to him. Bei Ziang frowned and said displeasedly: "Still losing your temper? Could it be that your punishment is not enough? "As he said, he stretched out his arms as if pulling Rong Huai into his arms.

"Ah," Rong Huai yelled softly, pouring some tea on the shirt in front of his chest, feeling distressed: "This is the new season of R brand..."

Bei Ziang saw that he was frowning and looked distressed for money, but he found it funny, and the previous displeasure disappeared, "What's the matter, let the secretary send you ten sets tomorrow."

Rong Huai said with a smile, "Zi Ang is really kind."

Bei Ziang took a sip of coffee, put his arm on the sofa, and said casually: "Then you still lose your temper with me?"

"It's not that I lost my temper. Last night..." Rong Huai lowered his head: "My stomach still hurts."

Bei Ziang put out the cigarette, remembering that last night he was irritated by Rong Huai who had a bad temper, and he drank some wine and suppressed others, making him a little crazy. When he woke up in the morning, he saw Rong Huai lying on the bed, his whole body sore He didn't move at all, thinking that he had killed him.

Rong Huai looks a bit like Yu Xingze in appearance, and even more so when he cries. Over the years, he has often made Rong Huai cry in order to get a little bit of hypocritical comfort.

But he also knew that last night was a little too much.

He put down the glass, crossed his legs, and clicked impatiently, "O's body is just fragile."

At this moment, his brain flashed, the message notification sounded, and suddenly another message came in, Bei Ziang clicked on it casually, and a clear voice rang in the ears of the two: "Brother Ziang, thank you for helping me find a job , I just returned to Dixing, I don’t know anyone, it really helped me... I bought a box of cigars, are you home tomorrow? I can, can I send it to you?”

Bei Ziang glanced at Rong Huai, and then replied as if nothing had happened: "It's all trivial, it's easy to do, don't send it here, I'll go get it from you tomorrow."

Rong Huai knew who this person was, but he still pretended not to know him: "Zi Ang, who is he?"

"Student." Bei Ziang said casually.

"I also want to go out to work..." Rong Huai held his teacup and lowered his head, "I have nothing to do at home all day."

"What can you do? What can you do with the things you painted? Since it is a dodder flower, you should position yourself and don't cause me trouble," Bei Ziang perfunctory him impatiently. After speaking, he pushed away Rong Huai went to the balcony, and after a while, the laughter of his chatting with other people came.

Rong Huai looked at his back, but the smile on his lips grew brighter. The system hid in the background and saw him looking at Bei Ziang's profile, and asked curiously: "Host, do you like Bei Ziang's appearance?"

"Fortunately," Rong Huai took another look, then retracted his gaze, lowered his eyelashes, and smiled lightly: "Look at it now, or you won't be able to see it later."

The system thought of Qin Liangqi, who was made inhuman by the host in the last world, and couldn't help shivering.

Who wasn't a child of luck before Yushulinfeng?

As for the last...

Rong Huai didn't pay attention to Bei Ziang any more, took off the jacket that was splashed with tea, walked into the bathroom, bathed in the hot water at a comfortable temperature, and his dry, sore skin immediately relaxed.

"Host," the system has found Yan Zhuo through big data during this period of time: "Yan Zhuo's name here is Jia Yan, he comes from the Siris family, one of the ten generals of the empire, and he just returned from the Star Field Battlefield some time ago , is on vacation, and will soon be scheduled to date o."

"With who?" Leaning in the bathtub, Rong Huai opened his eyes.

"And..." The system widened its eyes: "And you, the matching degree between the two of you in the empire database is the highest, so the two of you will be matched first."

Rong Huai closed his eyes again, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The system groaned a few times: "Ah, the host snickered, I saw it."

After coming out of the bathroom, Rong Huai put on a bathrobe and walked to the bedroom. The original owner had his own bedroom in the villa, and would spend the night on Bei Ziang's bed at night, and stayed in his bedroom most of the day.

Due to the original owner's great artistic talent, the bedroom is decorated fresh and bright. The gauze curtain is tied into a bouquet of blooming flowers, and a string of lights are lit up one by one as he approaches. Rong Huai's footsteps stop in front of a wall. The thumbtacks are covered with commemorative photos of him and Bei Ziang.

For example, cutting a cake together for the first time, going on a date together for the first time, planting flowers together for the first time, raising goldfish together for the first time... In the photo, Rong Huai smiled contentedly, but Bei Ziang looked indifferent. Squeezed out, in almost all the photos, Rong Huai is like a dodder clinging tightly to Bei Ziang.

The system sighed: "Since ancient times, there has been no good end to running in one direction."

Rong Huai was physically and mentally exhausted. This body was tortured too much last night, and he was locked in an iron cage all day. He didn't have the time to chat with the system. He lay down on the bed, and the system habitually helped him dim the lights. Had a good night's sleep.

on the balcony.

After Bei Ziang made a long phone call, he returned to the bedroom, only to find that the soft bed that should be lying on was empty and there was no one there. His face darkened, and he sneered.

Stomach pains are all excuses, really talented, this little thing dared to confront him, Bei Ziang also figured it out, but he didn't plan to get used to it, because it was cold for two days, the little thing couldn't bear the loneliness, so he would naturally beg in a low voice he comes back.

Cuscuta, which has been tamed and raised, dares to show its claws.

He should be taught a lesson.

After smoking another cigarette on the balcony, Bei Ziang put out the cigarette butt, spit out a mouthful of dirty smoke, went back to the bedroom, took a simple shower in the bathroom, and walked out with wet hair, wanting to open his mouth to call Rong Huai After drying him off, facing the deserted and secluded bedroom, he rubbed the space between his brows and swallowed back the words in his throat.

He went back to the bathroom to dry his hair, and then threw the towel away, lying on the bed, a faint sweet scent penetrated his nostrils, it was the smell left by Rong Huai.Usually, as soon as he lay down, Rong Huai would take the initiative to entangle him and burrow hard into his arms, just like a dodder flower clinging to him, it would take him half a day just to deal with it. Falling asleep more easily.

But the truth is, he rarely suffers from insomnia.

Suddenly he heard a faint knocking sound, he thought that Rong Huai couldn't bear the loneliness and came to look for him secretly, he sneered from the bottom of his heart.

After waiting for a while, Rong Huai still didn't come in, but the knocking sound was still there. Did he accidentally lock the door before?

He purposely waited for a few minutes before sitting up and saw that the branches outside were blown by the wind and scraped against the glass.

Bei Ziang: "...",