Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Chen Yan was so distressed that he quickly pulled people to his side, but he only dared to pull his clothes. He coughed and coaxed in a soft voice:

"I was just teasing you. I didn't eat any rice. How could I be so anxious?" "Hurry down and heat the food, and then make a throat moistening soup," he said

Chu Liyou's eyebrows wrinkled in an instant, dissatisfied with Chen Yan's behavior of pointing fingers and feet in his hall.

"If you speak a little hoarse, you don't know how to take care of yourself." Chen Yan's voice of some helplessness spreads into Chu Liyou's ears.

Chu Liyou remembers that he didn't close the window when he felt hot last night. He got up a little cold this morning and his voice was not comfortable. But he didn't pay attention to it. Even the Uncle De, who was close to him, didn't notice it. On the contrary, the emperor, who always saw him with straight eyes, noticed it.

"Thank you for your love." Chu from the worry station from Chen Yan a few inches away, is still the appearance of oil and salt.

Chen Yan's face did not change, but he was already helping his forehead and sighing: the road is long and the road to pursue his wife still needs efforts.

In the face of Chu Li's worry that he pricks people with his thorns when he is not happy, Chen Yan thinks about all kinds of sadistic strategies.

After dinner, Chen Yan waved all the palace people back down, leaned back on the chair, and looked at Chu Liyou with his spare time. He sighed in his heart that the beauty looked at him to nourish his eyes. "Take a bath and I'll sleep in your bed in a moment." Then, ignoring Chu Li's gloomy face, he went to another bath.

Chen Yan successfully interprets what is shameless. After a quick bath, his coat is flabby and runs to Chu Liyou's bedroom.

Before the LORD came back, he had been lying on the bed.

Chen Yan looked at Chu Liyou's bedroom, not much luxury, and his magnificent looking bedroom is two styles. Everywhere is permeated with elegance, and there is a pot of snow by the window. The white stamens are elegant and chic. There was a book on the table, which was opened by the wind from the slightly opened window. Incense burning in the censer, curl fragrance from the incense burner, smell quiet and pleasant.

Chen Yan's eyes were slightly deep. He got out of bed and looked at the censer. A touch of irony flashed through his eyes. Maybe the owner didn't expect that it was this thing that made his body unable to hold on. Yesterday, he suddenly felt tired, which was a sign.

But Chen Yan didn't kill the incense either. Anyway, he had taken the antidote pills in the system, and was invincible. As for Chu Liyou, his ability to do so shows that the fragrance has nothing to do with him.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is here." After entering the door, Mr. Fu said with a very obscene and ambiguous expression. Chen Yan felt strange when he looked at the eyes. He had seen so many people, and no one was so obscene as father-in-law.

"Go down."

Fu Gonggong retreated, and then took a vague look at Chu Liyou. His majesty has never stayed here in the past, and today he is going to achieve good things. I really don't know what the immortals will look like under the bed.

Fu Gonggong quietly covered his nose. He was not a man. When he thought of the scene, he felt hot between his nose.

With the sound of the door being closed, Chen Yan can see that Chu Liyou's body is tighter and tighter, and the look on his face is even more obscure.

Chen Yan murmured in his heart. Could he be so vigilant? His clothes were wrapped tightly after bathing, for fear that he would insult him.