A Straight Guy's Transmigration Journeys

"Pain, pain, pain!" Fu Yan's fingers clenched the sofa and his body was tight.

Yu you Xianli's way is very moderate, he said: "don't move."

"But it hurts." Fu Yan's eyes are red, but also exuded tears. Not only the pain, but also the smell of the medicine made him dizzy.

When Yu Youxian saw Fu Yan's appearance, he wanted to trample him. He was very upset by the idea.

"Why not?" Fu Yan's eyes brightened: "if you kiss me, it may not hurt."

Yu you moves first, the corner of the mouth rises unexpectedly radian. Hands are still rubbing at Fu Yan's nose.

Fu Yan is looking forward to the result

He cried, "ah! It hurts

They haven't met at all since that drink. Fu Yan once again appeared in front of him, when he could not afford his mother's high operating expenses, he dropped a gold card. Raise your chin and tell yourself.

"As long as you like, all the money in this card is yours. But in the future, you can only be mine. "

Mother's health is more important than his dignity, Yu Youxian accepted. Although her mother left in the end, she was not so painful when she left at least.

But he still can't do it if he wants to make intimate moves to Fu Yan.

Yu you kneaded it first and then stopped. "He whispered:" who let you so careless, thirsty, have to kiss the floor

"It's not because you won't let me kiss you or you kiss me." Fu Yan is stubborn and arrogant. The answer was loud enough to be heard in the whole living room and in the kitchen far away.

The servant immediately lowered his head to do his own business and kept silent. And strangely, the number of servants in the living room is gradually decreasing. After a few minutes, only Fu Yan and Yu Youxian were left in the huge living room.

Who dares to disturb the young master and ask for a kiss from the young lady? I'm afraid it's not fatal.

The air was quiet, and Fu Yan was embarrassed. At the same time, his heart was hanging. He wanted to explain. Fu Yan knew that the man was still straight, but he was too bent. That's why they talk like crazy.

"I I It's just a joke. Don't be too serious... "

Yu Youxian high cold disdain: "kiss is in the mouth, and the pain on your nose has anything to do with it? Even if you kiss, it's impossible that your nose doesn't hurt. I don't know why you have to stick to it. "

"Yu Youxian, you are my good medicine. Why don't you try it?" Fu Yan laughed happily.

Yu first slightly a Leng, dropped eyes to avoid Fu Yan straight line of sight: "I refuse this kind of stupid behavior."

Although Fu Yanzi thought that he was in love with the man, he was soon beaten in the face by the system.

System: "at present, male host's resistance to you: 80%

favor: 2%

body fusion: 50%

host strategy process: negative value."

It was a good face fight, but Fu Yan didn't care. After all, he had already thrown away the face when he attacked the first kind of man.

Fu Yan flattered: "try it, and save money."

"Are you short of money?" Yu you gets up first.

The man is really cold and poisonous. He is right. Fu Yan grabbed his hand and asked nervously, "where are you going?"

"Rest." Yu you answered first.

Fu Yan smile inexplicably shy: "do you need to warm the bed?"

Don't open Fu Yan's hand, Yu Youxian refused: "it's better to leave."

The fight ended when Fu Yan was "beaten" by Yu Youxian. In fact, he was pinched by a man's nose.

The man went to rest, and Fu Yan continued to walk in the kitchen. After a while, he appeared at the door of the master bedroom.

I'm sorry, he ate behind the man's back. After all, when the man wakes up, he will starve to death. If you have a full stomach, you should be satisfied. Therefore, Fu Yan plans to open the door of the master bedroom to satisfy his peeping psychology.

After entering the master bedroom, Fu Yan was light handed, furtive and furtive. In the dark room, Fu Yan's feet stretched forward

Should be knock to the corner of the bed, pain he bared his teeth, and dare not make a sound, so the expression is very ferocious.

The next second, the whole bedroom lights up.

Fu Yanzhi felt a pair of deep eyes staring at him, as if thinking. So he kept holding feet, ferocious face posture, hopping around.

"Hello, are you awake?" Fu Yan slowly put down his feet and felt extremely funny.

Yu you rubbed his eyes first. His eyes were drowsy, and he obviously didn't get enough sleep. He squinted at Fu Yan, rubbed the quilt and kept silent.

Fu Yan stopped in the same place for about ten minutes, and then tentatively said, "You Xian?"

The man on the bed was still, listening, and breathing steadily. Fu Yan put down his heart: he just woke up indirectly.

Fu Yan walked cautiously to the end where the man was facing. He stared at the man who looked very gentle after he fell asleep and sat down on the blanket slowly.Looking at the man's angular face, Fu Yan held out his evil hand and depicted his facial features. Fu Yan sighed: the man is really handsome. This life can catch such a man, bending is also worth it.

Fu Yan's troubled hand was caught. Yu Youxian accidentally spoiled her. It was like the tone of the play to the female master, saying: "Xiaolian, don't make trouble."

When he was in college, he finished filming and had to go back to class. Very tired, so the teacher lectures above, Yu Youxian sleep sweet below. One of his classmates, a lively and cheerful girl, often teased his cheek with her long hair until she woke him up.

After several years, Yu Youxian opened his eyes and could still remember how the girl was smiling.

In his acting life, the feelings between people are too complicated. Zhuo Xiaolian regards him as an ordinary person, which is the only warmth he feels from his friends in the process of filming.

"Who is Xiaolian?" It's obviously a man's voice, and it's very unpleasant.

Yu Youxian frowned and opened his eyes. On the other hand, Fu Yan is full of questioning expression.

"Who is Xiaolian?" Fu Yan asked again. His intuition is that Xiaolian is not a simple name.

Yu Youxian didn't act. He was very fond of calling out that it must be a girl's name. What does this mean? This girl must have a special meaning in his heart. Fu Yan is eager to know who she is.

"It has nothing to do with you." Shaking off Fu Yan's hand, Yu Youxian turns around.

The atmosphere of the two was just a little bit better, but it seemed that they were separated by another name.

Fu Yan's heart is blocked.

"It has nothing to do with me. I just told you to go down to dinner." Fu Yan has no undulating voice.

When Yu Youxian turned his head, the door was closed.

He went downstairs, a table full of dishes, comparable to the whole banquet of Manchu and Han. It's just that Fu Yan, who should be salivating at the food on the seat, is not here.

"Good, young lady. Please have a seat." The servant opened the chair for Yu Youxian.

Yu Youxian listened, but he didn't realize it. After being called several times, he got used to it.