Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Han Yu heard the sound of the house and broke into it.

As soon as I went in, I saw a strange scene.

Yan Jun was lying on his bed, holding out his hand to the national teacher. The national teacher turned his back, and the atmosphere was almost stagnant.

Then he saw Ji Rao's other finger pointing to the ground on one side.

Han Yushun looks over and finds the mask on the ground.

He followed his eyes and thought of seeing Ji Rao from afar that day. His face almost fell into his dream every night.

Even one night, he dreamt that the national master was lying on his bed with his clothes half undone. He took off his mask and looked at him with his clear eyes wet like water. He swallowed his mouth. He had no resistance to such a national master. He stretched out his hand to Ji Rao's delicate skin

The next morning, he had a dream.

Han Yu puts down Qi Nian in her heart and goes over to give Ji Rao a mask, then hands it over.

Ji Rao turns his back to Han Yu and puts his mask on his face.

After wearing it, he turned his head and pointed to Yan Jun, holding his hand.

Han Yu Leng for a while, and then walked over, first dragged, strength is a little big, Ji Rao pain of pursed under the mouth.

Han Yu saw it and did not dare to pull it again. He hesitated to look at it for a while. Then he reached out and chopped Yan Jun's wrist. The strength might not be small. Ji Rao felt Yan jundun for a moment, and the hand trembled and released.

Ji Rao took back his hand and rubbed his wrist.

Han Yu looked at Ji Rao's half opened clothes, and thought of her dream that day.

Ji Rao feels the line of sight pouring into his body. He subconsciously raises his eyes and sees that Han Yu lowers his head in a hurry.

He didn't feel surprised. He rubbed his wrists and then lowered his head to put on his clothes.

Han Yu lowers her head, only to feel that her just dirty thought is not worthy of Ji Rao at all. She is as dirty as a dirty rat, and the difference between her and Ji Rao is like a cloud and mud.

A white shadow suddenly enters his sight. Han Yu looks up in surprise and sees Ji Rao standing in front of him. Then he points to his throat.

"Was the national master called dumb acupoint?"

Ji Rao nodded.

Han Yu hesitated, "national teacher, offended."

He stretched out his hand and touched Ji Rao's acupoints. Ji Rao immediately felt that his voice could be heard. He gasped, "let's go."

Ji Rao stepped out of the door and didn't miss her at all. When Han Yu came to the door, she turned her head and looked at Ji Rao again. After a long hesitation, she bit her teeth and turned to the room.

He looked at the people on the bed, his heart was very red. Han Yu reached for his breath and found that there was something else. He was relieved. Looking at the wound again, it was very small. It was just a cut. He didn't see it clearly just now. He thought Ji Rao had killed Yan Jun.

He had a lot of peace in his mind.

If not.

Ji Rao and Yan Jun, no matter which is injured or dying, are not the result he wants to see.

Coming down from the second floor, the teahouse owner stood behind the high table on the first floor and saw Ji Rao. His forehead was sweating.

If it wasn't for Ji Rao's pressure, he would never dare to tamper with general Yan's cup.

Ji Rao walked past, the boss humbly lowered his head, bent down, "national teacher."

Ji Rao winked at Han Yu. Han Yu went forward and took out a ingot of gold from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Well done."