Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

His spiritual world collapsed. The despairing Wu Cong drooped his head and left in a daze.

When the youth came, he was full of vigor and fighting spirit. But when he left, he was hunched over. His blue robe trailed the dark shadows of the long night. He was as dispirited as a dog dragging its tail.

Watching Wu Cong and his so-called witness flee into the distance, Xie Ziyou put his hands behind his back. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed delightedly.

His gorgeous peach blossom eyes curved beautifully. He hooked his finger at Guan Heng and whispered, “I’m telling you, I didn’t like him a long time ago!”

Guan Heng gazed at the youth’s brilliant and gorgeous eyes. His hand touched a patch of soft and delicate skin. His mind was instantly entranced. Just now, when Xie Ziyou had suddenly pulled his hand, he had really been startled.

But when he came back to his senses, an unparalleled sense of sweetness surged over him like a tsunami. The feeling of interlocking fingers with his lover was so beautiful that it almost went to his head.

His lover was standing up for him.

It was so beautiful that it was like a dream.

The faint light illuminated Xie Ziyou’s white cheeks and the bridge of his nose. Guan Heng stared intently at him, his heart surging with excitement. He couldn’t help but whisper, “You You, can I kiss you?”

Xie Ziyou was slightly taken aback. His ears suddenly turned red.

He turned his head away awkwardly and pretended to be interested in the pile of burnt grass ashes on the ground. He stammered, “W-What question are you asking?”

How stupid!

Could he answer this question?

Wouldn’t answering “no” hurt his lover’s heart?

However, if he answered “yes”, he would be too shameless!

Xie Ziyou’s bashful appearance was incomparably adorable in Guan Heng’s eyes.

Seeing the youth’s eyes flashing, his cheeks flushed, and his red lips tightly pursed, Guan Heng couldn’t help but want to tease him. He pretended to be puzzled and asked, “What’s wrong with this question?”

Of course not!

Xie Ziyou’s eyes widened. Everything was wrong, it was too wrong!

“Okay, I’ll change the question.”

Guan Heng’s eyebrows curved as he changed his question. “You You, can you kiss me?”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

What kind of fatal questions were these!

Was this guy an idiot?

He really wanted to open Guan Heng’s head and see what was going on inside.

The so-called “learning storytelling, learning storytelling, learning the love affairs of talented scholars and beautiful women” — could it be that all talented scholars relied on these kinds of questions to hook up with beautiful women?

“No!” Xie Ziyou was both ashamed and angry. He raised his hand and fiercely swung it. “Kiss my ass, let go!”

But Guan Heng’s clenched fingers were as firm as a pincer, firmly gripping Xie Ziyou’s palm.

His slender and powerful fingers were extremely nimble. They forcefully inserted themselves between Xie Ziyou’s fingers, instantly forming a position where they were intertwined.

“The wind is really strong.”

Guan Heng’s smile was sly. The outline of his handsome face was softened by the love in his eyes. His deep starry eyes were filled with love.

In the night sky, the greyish white light of the Devious Butterfly Orchid gradually faded, leaving behind a silhouette that floated like an aurora, merging with the starlight in the sky, casting a neon-like floating light.

The flowing light swept across the youth’s deep facial features. He tilted his head slightly, his index finger tapping his ear. He said softly, “I think I heard someone shouting” I do “. You You, is that you?”

Xie Ziyou was speechless for a moment. His eyes widened in shock.

This person was actually playing the game of “calling a deer a horse” with him?

His red lips parted slightly, and he was about to retort.

But Guan Heng was faster than him!

The youth suddenly bent down and pulled the stunned You You into his arms. He wrapped his arms around his slender waist and lowered his head to find the lips that he had been thinking about for a long time.

They were warm and moist, sweet as honey.

This wasn’t the first time Xie Ziyou had kissed Guan Heng.

But the first few times, he had been thinking about the medicine. His impression and attitude towards kissing was still at the level of “skin contact with special meaning”. It wasn’t until today, when the passionate youth took the initiative to kiss him, that Xie Ziyou truly felt the difference.

Guan Heng’s kisses were very young and inexperienced. There were no seductive techniques. There was only passion and viciousness.

But that all-consuming attitude instantly broke through Xie Ziyou’s mental defenses.

The youth’s unique refreshing aura spread out like mercury, penetrating every pore, stirring Xie Ziyou’s heart and mind.

After an unknown amount of time, when the two slightly separated, Xie Ziyou’s fair cheeks were completely dyed red. A peach blossom red flush seeped out from the depths of his skin, making his facial features even more exquisite and flawless.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes were half open and half closed, like a lake filled with moonlight.

His fair hand pushed Guan Heng’s chest away. He raised his hand and hastily wiped the corner of his mouth. He said in panic and anger, “Who told you to do it?”

Guan Heng’s eyebrows curved as he smiled and didn’t speak.

He had long since experienced the duplicity of lovers.

The more Guan Heng smiled, the more flustered Xie Ziyou became. His heart was agitated. He flung his sleeves and turned around. His white dress fluttered in the night wind. He said angrily, “It’s too late. I’m going back to sleep.”

Finishing, he stepped into the air and leaped towards the foot of the mountain without looking back.

The youth’s inky black hair floated behind him like a waterfall. Under the starlight, the Ice Spirit Flower at his temples was glistening blue, the tips of its petals trembling in the wind.

Guan Heng stood on the hillside, looking at Xie Ziyou’s back as he left. His heart was filled with satisfaction and reluctance to part with him.

So good, the youth thought.

Even though he didn’t want to be separated from his lover at this moment, not being able to see Xie Ziyou for even a second was torture.

But no, Guan Heng thought. He had to be patient.

Like hunting, using a long wait to dissolve the vigilance and wariness of his prey, he slowly approached.

He had to expend all his heart and mind, and expend extraordinary patience. Finally, he was able to stretch out his long arms, and gently embrace the flower that he had identified long ago.

He couldn’t scare You You.

He had to slow down, and even slower, and prepare for a protracted battle …

After doing some mental preparation, Guan Heng began to slowly walk down the mountain.

But not long after, the youth’s sharp eyes saw that under the shadow of the foot of the mountain, under the continuous eaves of the eaves, there was a moonlight white figure quietly standing on the slightly steep eaves.

The hem of her skirt fluttered, her black hair fluttering in the wind, and her icy blue profound energy was clear and nimble. It was as if a skirt was coiled around her, as elegant as a fairy.

The “fairy” hesitated, and in annoyance, she lightly kicked the eaves with her toes.

Seeing Guan Heng descend the mountain, Xie Ziyou hastily turned around and purposely averted his gaze. He said in a small voice, “Hey, that courtyard of yours is too shabby.”

There were no greenery, the walls were dusty, and the facilities inside the house weren’t complete. How could he live in it?

Furthermore, in order to test his identity, he didn’t leave any traces of the owner’s aura in the center of the formation — True Qi Man.

“On my side, I can tidy things up … Hey, I’m not inviting you!”

“Let me tell you in advance, I don’t have any vacant rooms in my courtyard. I’m only saying that if you urgently beg me, it’s not like I can’t tidy things up and squeeze out some space …”

The long moon was like a wash, and the night breeze was slightly chilly.

Like a spring breeze that suddenly arrived in the middle of the night, its soft tail hooked onto Guan Heng’s heart and gently blew on the thousands of trees and branches. His heart was shaken, instantly blooming with large clusters of gorgeous red.

The youth furiously tightened the corners of his mouth, not allowing his smile to be too obvious.

But joy flowed out of his eyes like a waterfall.

He had worked hard to build up his mind along the way. He had exhausted his patience on the Heart Book, and the densely packed “Slow” character he had written had all become useless in an instant.

It was like jade striking a stone, glass falling to the ground, but it shattered into the most beautiful and beautiful notes in the world.

“Alright.”

Guan Heng’s voice was soft and light. His arm was stretched out as straight as a finger. He waved at Xie Ziyou, whose ears were flushed and his face was turned away.

“You You, I’m begging you.”

…

Amorous feelings of peach red quietly spread under the starry sky. The moonlight spilled over the window and flowed to the distant horizon.

Under the same starry sky, a dispirited and tall figure sprinted madly. His hair was disheveled, and he didn’t have the heart to tidy it up. His hair was disheveled as he barged into the small courtyard.

A pale yellow oil lamp was lit in the courtyard. The youth who had been waiting under the lamp for a long time hurriedly stood up. He called out in pleasant surprise, “Brother Cong, you’re back? I didn’t wait long either. I just arrived — Eh? ”

Wu Cong’s disheveled appearance fell into the youth’s eyes. Wu Zhengying was stunned for a moment before he said in disbelief, “Brother, did you fight with someone?”

Wu Cong’s heart ached when he heard the word “fight.”

The youth grabbed his hair impatiently and said perfunctorily, “What are you doing here again?”

“I-I’m …”

Wu Zhengying lowered his head in panic. He rubbed his hands in his sleeves for a long time before he said carefully, “Brother, I want to go to Luo Ridge to train myself.”

“Then go!”

The youth lowered his head bashfully. “Brother Cong, I don’t want my family to know. Can you … help me hide it?”

The youth was still immersed in his defeat just now. His expression was gloomy and gloomy. His mind was filled with thoughts of what his junior sister and that brat are doing right now. Wu Zhengying’s words immediately flowed out from the other side of his head like flowing water, not entering his heart at all.

It wasn’t until the youth called out a few times that Wu Cong swung his sleeves impatiently and said impatiently, “What are you trying to do now? You’re not allowed to go! ”

Wu Zhengying: “… QAQ!”

The youth’s eyebrows drooped in distress. His hand reached into his bosom and rummaged for a long time before he pulled out an inconspicuous little booklet.

“Brother Cong,” he said uneasily, “it’s finally my turn to read this’ Spirit Plant Profound Beast Encyclopedia ‘. I feel that many of the things inside are very useful. Do you want to …”

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Cong snatched the booklet away.

The night grew darker and darker. The thick shade of the trees shrouded their heads, casting mottled shadows on the two of them.

The youth’s slender brows were tightly knitted together. His gaze, full of anger and disdain, swept across the brown cover of the book. Veins bulged faintly on his knuckles as he pinched the spine of the book, leaving clear fingerprints on the pages.

“You read this too?”

Sparks flickered in Wu Cong’s eyes as he gritted his teeth and spat out every word. “You … You also went to give that b * stard a spirit plant?”

Wu Zhengying said in a daze, “Yes, Brother. It wasn’t my turn to begin with today. I spent thirty thousand gold to get two hundred Deviant Butterfly Orchids from someone else. That’s how I got a spot in advance. ”

As he spoke, the youth smiled foolishly and said a little embarrassedly, “Brother Cong, there are other booklets. I read them too.”

“That’s great. Especially that line,” A steed can’t leap ten steps in a single leap; a horse can’t be driven ten times. “It really makes a lot of sense —”

“Bang!!!”

Bright yellow profound energy suddenly gushed out, carrying the momentum of breaking through the air. With a wave of the youth’s long sleeves, it struck a stone table in front of the youth.

Under Wu Zhengying’s suddenly horrified gaze, the stone table shook twice and shattered into pieces.

The pure white marble reflected the white moonlight as it crashed to the ground with a loud crash, creating a series of explosions that sounded like mountains collapsing and the earth cracking.

“… Brother Cong?”

The youth’s lips trembled as he called out cautiously.

Wu Cong kicked up and crushed a section of the stone table in front of him. With a ferocious expression, he pointed outside the courtyard. “Scram!”

Wu Zhengying clutched his head in panic and curled up on the ground, trembling.

However, the youth was unwilling to accept this. He raised his head shakily and looked pitifully at his elder brother through the gaps between his fingers. He shouted aggrievedly, “Brother Cong! What did I do wrong again, Brother Cong! ”

“Get out of here right now!”

Wu Cong was so angry that his voice cracked. He was so hoarse that he was almost roaring. His handsome features were twisted into a ball, and the long sleeves of his embroidered robes were tightly gripped in his palms. The intricate patterns woven from silver threads twisted chaotically, forming strange arcs under the starlight.

“Traitor — I don’t have a brother like you!”