I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

The next two days passed peacefully, and in a blink of an eye it was the weekend, and the maids in Bei's house began to be busy early in the morning.

While Rong Huai was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast, Bei Ziang straightened his tie and walked down the stairs. The humidifying sprayer in the corner continuously sprayed thin water mist, and the sun above his head shone through the glass, reflecting colorful drops of water.

"What is this? Cake?" Bei Ziang noticed the cake that one of the maids was holding in his hand when passing by the restaurant, and frowned.

"Yes," the maid said with her head down, "Today is Mr. Rong's birthday."

Bei Ziang paused while adjusting his tie, and glanced at Rong Huai, who was drinking porridge quietly, "Birthday?"

"I've already told them I don't need it, but I didn't expect them to prepare a cake for me." Rong Huai put down the spoon, picked up a paper towel by the table and wiped his mouth, "Zi Ang is going out?"

Bei Ziang responded casually, he had never cared about the date of Rong Huai's birthday before, because it was unnecessary, Rong Huai was just a substitute for him to keep in the house, a gadget, Rong Huai was at least half a month earlier in previous years They will remind him, and then make arrangements with joy, saying that "the days of breaking the shell must be spent with the most important people."

It is precisely because of such a big fanfare that Rong Huai will remind him every few days, so the two of them spend their birthdays together every year.

But this time, Rong Huai did not make these arrangements, nor did he remind him in advance, Bei Ziang naturally forgot about it.

And he also promised in advance to go to the art exhibition with Yu Xingze.

"What do you want?" Bei Ziang asked him, copying it in his pocket, "I'll go out today and bring it back for you."

"I don't want anything..." Rong Huai propped his chin, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth: "I've already prepared the gift for you."

"What gift do you give me for your birthday?" At this time, Guangnao received a message from Yu Xingze, urging Bei Ziang to come and pick him up. Bei Ziang put on his coat and strode out, "I still have something to do now. , Come back and talk about something.”

Looking at his back in a hurry, Rong Huai stood up from the chair, "Have all my things been packed?"

"Yes, Mr. Rong," the previous maids have all been dismissed, and this group of newcomers, Rong Huai asked them to pack up his daily necessities, including paintings, and send them to Jia Yan early in the morning .

Bei Ziang didn't know that his dodder was about to climb the wall to find another wall.

Rong Huai went upstairs to check again, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he called Jia Yan: "Come and pick me up."

"Host," the system could sense his mood, and his tone was very brisk: "Are we finally getting rid of the scum?"

"Well, I wanted to play here for a few more days," Rong Huai said with a absent-minded smile, "but I can't wait to live with my alpha."

System: The host is really messed up at certain times...

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When Rong Huai went out, Jia Yan's car had already parked outside.

He opened the car door, sat in, Jia Yan leaned his elbows on the steering wheel and looked over, looking at him for a moment, Rong Huai blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Look at you." Jia Yan pinched his chin, looked into his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's been a long time since I saw you."

"Didn't I just meet you two days ago?" Rong Huai raised his hand to loosen two buttons of his clothes.

"It feels like it's been a long time," Jia Yan brushed away Rong Huai's broken hair scattered between his eyebrows and eyes, Rong Huai held Jia Yan's arm, and pecked lightly on his lips. He leaned his neck against the leather chair and kissed him, but he was worried that he would lose control, so he held back and didn't move.

The car was at the entrance of the art exhibition hall. When they arrived, the exhibition hall was brightly lit and crowded with people coming in and out. This road was full of all kinds of antique cars.

It is said that this art exhibition will display calligraphy and paintings related to the Blue Star civilization, and you can experience it in the collection of antiques, but most people are still more keen to visit on-site.Tickets can be said to be hard to come by, and many prominent figures in Emperor Star are begging for tickets everywhere.

It's not just their enthusiasm for Blue Star. In an era of frequent wars, it is a luxury to be able to watch an exhibition in peace.

After walking into the exhibition hall, the interior was actually built in an antique appearance. There are misty clouds and mountains in the distance, steep eaves nearby, and winding corridors, which make visitors feel astonished.

Rong Huai walked beside Jia Yan, Jia Yan hugged his shoulders, he held onto Jia Yan's sleeves, the relationship was very good at a glance, there were so many people inside, so Jia Yan protected him , to prevent being hit by other people.

Suddenly Jia Yan's footsteps paused, and Rong Huai realized that he turned around: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jia Yan looked away from a painting not far away, and Rong Huai followed his gaze. The scene in the painting was actually similar to the flower valley behind the Qingxue Palace, a large area that was in full bloom like a fire, A sea of ​​flowers in full swing.

The system sighed in its mind: "This is too coincidental!"

"It's not a coincidence," Rong Huai said calmly, "The small worlds are all derived from the main world, so it's normal for the small worlds to have similar ties to each other."

Two booths away, a glittering golden crown was placed inside the transparent mask, and the commentator explained eloquently: "As you can see, this pure gold crown is the crown once worn by the emperor of the blue star. , our current imperial system has continued from that time..."

Jia Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was like being pricked by a needle. It seemed that something was struggling to break through the ground. Ronghuai felt the heat of the palm on his shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw Jia Yan closing his eyes. There are several blue veins on the eyes and forehead.

"Jia Yan..." Rong Huai forced himself to calm down, and pulled Jia Yan into a bathroom.

Not far away, Yu Xingze, who was wearing a white shirt and white slacks, was admiring the exhibition when he suddenly saw Bei Ziang who was beside him stop in his tracks, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

"...Maybe I misread it," Bei Ziang stared at one direction, he accidentally raised his head just now, and saw his family Cuscuta walking with someone else, but how is this possible?Rong Huai should be waiting for him to come home in the villa now, even if he wants to go out for a stroll, he will report to him.

Besides, Rong Huai's heart and eyes are all about him, she looks like she can't live without him, how can she get so close to others?

He had a hunch that his eyes were dazzled, but there was still a feeling of uneasiness in his heart. He turned on the optical brain, hesitating whether to contact Rong Huai to have a look.

When Yu Xingze saw that he was out of his mind, he caught a glimpse of his optical computer desktop, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately fell in love with the painting on the desktop, and praised sincerely: "This painting is so beautiful, who painted it?"

"Rong Huai." Bei Ziang said.

Of course Yu Xingze knew who Rong Huai was, he asked tentatively, "Why didn't I hear you before?"

Bei Ziang answered him absent-mindedly: "He hasn't studied it systematically, and he hasn't participated in any art exhibitions. He just stays at home and fiddles with himself. What can he come up with?"

The changes in history have caused most of the painting skills to be lost. Nowadays, most of the painting skills are in the hands of many old artists. What a talent it is to be able to draw such works without systematic learning! ?

Yu Xingze immediately felt bad, his eyes flickered slightly: "It's a pity that such a beautiful painting is not allowed to be seen by everyone."

Bei Ziang evaded him a few words, dialed Rong Huai three or four times, but no one answered. What is Rong Huai doing at home?Why don't you answer the phone?His originally determined heart suddenly felt uneasy, so he said to him: "You wait for me here, I will go to the bathroom and I will be back."

Yu Xingze was thinking about the idea that just came up, and he didn't care about his abnormality.

in the bathroom.

Rong Huai pulled Jia Yan and slammed into the door, the shining marble surface reflected the figures of the two cuddling each other.

Jiayan's jet-black hair hangs down in front of her eyes, and her red eyes are full of blood because of the pain, Rong Huai asked softly, "Do you want a hug?"

As soon as the words fell, Rong Huai felt a strong attack on his wrist, and then he was hugged into a broad and muscular embrace, his feet were off the ground, and the back of his neck was also slightly pulled. The reason for the angle was that Rong Huai couldn't see Jia Yan's expression clearly, but he could feel the alpha breath sprayed on his ears, his whole body was limp, and he gently comforted Jia Yan's back, and his voice trembled subtly: "...Jia Yan ,never mind."

Breathing in the light fragrance into the lungs, it is a pair of gentle hands gradually soothing the disordered mental sea. The gentle comfort gradually calmed Jia Yan's mental power, and gradually relieved the splitting headache. He buried his face deep in his neck Taking a deep breath, her eyes darkened: "Ronghuai, your smell...is so fragrant."

There was a warm and wet touch from the side of the neck, like a rough tongue with slight barbs, Rong Huai gripped the clothes on Jia Yan's chest tightly, and whimpered softly, Jia Yan was almost unable to extricate himself, the glands on the side of the neck This is the place where the pheromone is the strongest, the back of his hand burst into veins, and his fingers were deeply embedded in the leather back of the chair.

The canine teeth started to feel hot and itchy again, I really wanted to...

Bite down and impale him!

Jiayan opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to take action, Rong Huai's movement of grabbing his collar made him suddenly sober.This is not a very good place, and Rong Huai was not prepared, how could he be so reckless?

He turned his head with difficulty, Rong Huai just moved his body, but he stopped him: "Don't move."

Rong Huai lay quietly in his arms, and after a while, Jia Yan slowly let go of him, with a low and hoarse voice: "I almost lost control again."

"You are so sweet." He whispered in Rong Huai's ear.

A layer of flush appeared on Rong Huai's cheeks, and his voice was too soft to be tuned: "Are you... better?"

"It's much better," Jia Yan stroked his soft hair, "Thanks to you."

Due to the difference in height, Rong Huai's feet were off the ground, and Jia Yan held his hips in his arms, and Rong Huai pressed his head into Jia Yan's strong chest, filled with alpha's powerful and aggressive pheromones. If it hadn't been for Jia Yan to hold him up, he would have been limp on the ground by now.

Just at this tender moment, Bei Ziang happened to follow and crashed into the bathroom. Seeing this unimaginable scene with his own eyes, veins burst out in his temples, and a wave of anger rushed to his forehead, and his voice of reprimand was trembling: "You——"

"What are you doing!?",.