Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Yan calcin only thought that this was the shepherd left by those adults for him. Usually, these adults left him some mediocre and vulgar powder, but he didn't expect that there was one to his appetite today. He didn't think about it. He hugged someone and gave him a kiss. He said with a laugh: "there are such beautiful people in the flower house. They are like jade. If you look at them, you will be intoxicated."

The man's already red face was even redder. When he looked at Yin calcin, his eyes were wide open. He was stunned on the spot and did not know how to react.

Until an official next to him found something strange and said in a shaking voice, "Wang Lord, the That's Xi Yun, the eldest son of the prime minister. "

In a word, Yan calcin was also caught off guard.

At that time, after he released his arms around Xi Yun, he was cold and arrogant and didn't know how to speak. He only said coldly: "I think I'm the waiter in this building. I didn't expect..."

Xi Yun gently smile, the blush on his face faded, more and more gentleman like jade, "nothing, the Lord is just unintentional move, Xi Yun will not put it in the heart."

Xi Yun is very good-looking when he smiles. He is a literati, and his behavior is extremely elegant. His white skin is even more flawless. His white clothes will not make him appear aloof and inaccessible. He will only think that a gentleman is elegant and noble.

On that day, those adults were holding prostitutes and talking about business, and Yin calcin seemed to be listening. Only he knew that his mind was on Xi Yun. When Xi Yun drank water, he was more like a hairy boy peeping into his sweetheart. He secretly glanced at his delicate Adam's apple, and felt that his water drinking movements were so good-looking. For the first time, 15-year-old Yin calcin had a good time With such delicate feelings.

Later, because Yin calcin had been in Beijing for a long time, it was inevitable that he had more contact with the aristocratic princes, such as the imperial capital, and he did not know why he liked Xi Yun. Over time, he and Xi Yun became familiar.

After two years in the army, Yin calcin saw the desolation and solemnity of the frontier. When he returned to the prosperous imperial capital, he only felt that the gold selling cave might not be comparable to that of the frontier. Who knows who will die tomorrow. Because of the old emperor's love for him and his military exploits, Yin calcin was the most sensible person alive. He would not be lost except Xi Yun.

Xi Yun was not in good health. He was weak since he was young. He could not ride a horse. However, he imagined that those free and easy men would gallop at a gallop. Yin calcin held him in his arms, drove his horse, and went to the countryside for a run. Xiyun would laugh happily. His soft hair swept over his face, and he felt that his heart was softened. He watched Xi Yun squint his eyes and nest in his arms, calling him "brother calcined". He felt that this was the happiness that he didn't have every time he won a battle. If he could, he would take Xi Yun on horseback all his life, unrestrained and dependent.

Yin calcin was an illiterate. He had a headache when he saw it. Xi Yun taught him how to learn a good hand. His hands, which were extremely warm to the touch, held his rough hands because of practicing martial arts, and taught him to write beautiful words one stroke at a time. Yin calcin was impatient, and felt that his dog climbing characters could also be taken. He didn't want to practice any more. Xi Yun would not know where to change one to coax him, "brother calcin wrote two more words, and I'll give you sugar to eat."

No one knows except Xi Yun. The cold and arrogant Lord of calcination likes to eat sugar, and Xi Yun doesn't know that Yin calcin will continue to practice calligraphy in the end, not for the sugar, but because the person who coax him is called Xiyun.