Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

When Guan Heng opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a bright red ear. The delicate earlobe was originally the color of white jade, but at this moment, it had a beautiful blush coming from its depths. It was as if the rosy clouds had sunk into the porcelain glaze, and had been made into the most exquisite and precious treasure in the world.

The scenes from last night quickly surged into his mind.

Guan Heng looked at Xie Ziyou, who was curled up to the side, pretending to be asleep. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but slowly rise.

Not only did he not loosen his grip on Xie Ziyou’s waist, he even tightened his grip. He leaned over Xie Ziyou’s red ear and said in a low voice, “You You, you were so passionate last night.”

The youth had just woken up, and his voice was filled with a languid magnetism that was rarely seen. A breath of hot air entered Xie Ziyou’s ears.

The back of Xie Ziyou’s neck was numb and itchy. He tightly pursed his lips and secretly spat at Guan Heng in his mind.

How shameless.

How could he say such nonsense with his eyes open?

Seeing that Xie Ziyou didn’t respond, Guan Heng thought for a moment, then leaned over and said, “You You, since we’ve slept on the same bed, I’m yours.”

“You have to be responsible for me.”

How shameless!

Xie Ziyou couldn’t pretend anymore.

He threw off the bedding and sat up. He glared at Tian Li’s slightly red peach blossom eyes and said angrily, “We clearly didn’t do anything!”

Guan Heng’s face was innocent. “But we slept …”

“Covering the quilt and chatting doesn’t count!”

“How can it not count?” Guan Heng looked wronged. “We clearly slept on the same bed, so we’re a proper married couple …”

Xie Ziyou was speechless.

Who taught the main character all this? Was it his flirtatious father?

“Do you think that just because a man and a woman are covered in the same quilt and sleep on the same bed, you can have children?”

Guan Heng snickered in his heart.

But he pretended to be surprised and said in a daze, “Isn’t that so?”

“Of course not!” Xie Ziyou panicked. His eyebrows shot up like flames as he told Guan Heng in detail, “A proper married couple needs to do something even more intimate. The sublimation of spirit and flesh, the blending of water and milk …”

Halfway through his sentence, Xie Ziyou suddenly got stuck.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

A thin layer of red flowed down the young man’s blood-red ears to his cheeks, and then crept down his neck. He pushed aside his messy collar, and from his beautiful collarbone, it extended all the way down to his delicate body, which was wrapped loosely in brocade clothes.

Xie Ziyou was both ashamed and angry. He wanted nothing more than to find a hole to hide in.

What was he saying to the main character?!

Across from him, Guan Heng tried his best to hold back his laughter. He squeezed out a blank expression and blinked innocently. “And then? What is the sublimation of spirit and flesh? ”

“Just, just …” Xie Ziyou covered his burning face and stammered, “Just … Ah, why are you asking so many questions? Anyway, we didn’t count last night!”

“Oh, I see.” Guan Heng lowered his eyelashes, looking a little disappointed.

But then he raised his head again and asked curiously, “You You, you know a lot.”

“Teach me, okay?”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

It wasn’t his fault!

It was all the fault of the Internet!

The atmosphere in the room was getting weirder and weirder. The air seemed to be filled with a pink odor. Xie Ziyou found it hard to face Guan Heng’s clear eyes. He bit his lower lip and stood up.

“Teach my ass.” Xie Ziyou turned his head. “It’s getting late. Youqin will be here soon — get up.”

“Don’t worry.”

Guan Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, grabbed Xie Ziyou’s wide sleeves, and shook them gently.

As the sleeves of the brocade white robe fluttered, the silver Wandering Cloud Pattern on the sleeves overflowed with color, revealing a slender and fair wrist. The first rays of dawn fell on the young man’s fingers, illuminating the delicate fingertips until they were almost transparent.

Xie Ziyou tightly grabbed onto the lapel of his upper arm, trying to pull the sleeve out of Guan Heng’s palm.

He was so embarrassed that his eyes were filled with the hazy sunlight of the morning. His head was shaken by the warm aura in the room, and he accidentally used too much force on his hand. Light blue profound energy flashed in the air, and the Flowing Cloud Brocade Robe emitted an ear-piercing “Rip” — —

The sleeve split open in the middle, tearing into two.

Xie Ziyou: “…”

Guan Heng: “…”

The moment the sleeve was torn, the young man’s heart violently trembled.

But in the next moment, he was dazzled by the bright forearm in front of him.

Xie Ziyou lived a luxurious life all year round. His forearm was as white and smooth as snow, with beautiful lines. Faint green blood faintly flowed under his porcelain enamel skin. His blood vessels were like green branches that were covered in snow, proudly intertwining under the first rays of the morning sun, displaying an unparalleled sense of existence.

Guan Heng pinched the brocade sleeve in his hand, and the smooth and soft feeling of the silk gathered at his fingertips, instantly causing one’s mind to waver.

Out of the blue, he grabbed the delicate hand in front of him, and quietly planted a kiss on the back of the white hand.

The burning sensation came again, spreading from the back of his hand to his forearm. Xie Ziyou bit his lower lip, and resisted the urge to kick Guan Heng away.

But before he could say anything, the door to the room suddenly slammed open.

“Hiss — —”

Accompanied by a clear gasp, a white shadow suddenly rushed into the room, and a palm slapped towards Guan Heng!

A cold sword aura suddenly appeared, drawing a clear white line in the air, and shot towards Guan Heng!

The maid who broke through the door shouted in a shrill voice in disbelief — —

“What are you doing to my Miss!!!”

… …

The morning light was faint, and the mist was dense.

The slender bamboo, which had slept peacefully for the night, was awakened by the breeze, and its slender leaves fluttered. The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of plants, and the light blue sky was as clear as water, like a pure ink painting.

“Bang!”

In a beautiful corner of the Central Academy, the closed door of a small courtyard suddenly opened, and the black-haired youth was kicked out.

When he landed on the ground, Guan Heng’s tall body suddenly turned, and as light as a swallow, he landed steadily.

Turning back to look at the suddenly sealed door of the small courtyard, Guan Heng shook his head, and couldn’t help but reveal a bitter smile.

He extended his hand, and his slender fingers pointed in the air.

A layer of translucent membrane appeared in the air, and there was a faint flow of electricity, filled with a warning.

That was the formation of Xie Ziyou’s courtyard, and it only recognized the aura reserved in the core formation. If the owner didn’t agree, no one else could pass through it.

But Guan Heng wasn’t just anyone else.

After all, aura, to put it bluntly, was also a type of profound strength. It was based on the basic attributes of profound strength, and carried out a more detailed differentiation.

The aura of the Primal Chaos was equivalent to “Nothingness”. In other words, it could be transformed into any kind of aura in the world — — This was also the reason why Guan Heng could leave a “wandering” aura in the formation of his courtyard, and didn’t have to worry about not being able to enter the house.

Guan Heng slightly closed his eyes, and focused his mind on his fingertips.

The morning light fell on the youth’s slightly messy hair, sweeping across the youth’s handsome and smooth facial features, leaving behind a layer of faint golden light.

Beads of sweat slowly dripped down from the corner of Guan Heng’s forehead, rolling down his slightly open collar into his chest. Wherever the water streaks passed, they left behind a faint glow on his healthy, wheat-colored skin.

In the air, the flow of electricity in the formation gradually slowed down. From time to time, the electric arcs that lit up gave off sizzling sparks, and hesitantly circled around Guan Heng, not daring to confirm his identity.

The operation of the formation was chaotic, and a clear crack appeared in the center.

The crack gradually expanded, becoming a crack that could allow one person to pass through.

…

In the courtyard, Xie Ziyou rubbed his fingertips in distress, trying to explain to You Qin.

But You Qin did not want to cooperate. She pulled Xie Ziyou back and said, “Miss, he is not suitable for you!”

Xie Ziyou furrowed his brows. “Are you the one to decide whether he is suitable or not, or am I the one to decide?”

You Qin was at a loss for words. Her beautiful eyes were stained with sadness. She looked helplessly at Xie Ziyou, her eyes slightly panicked.

She opened her mouth, and just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Xie Ziyou.

“Don’t say similar words in the future.”

Xie Ziyou realized that it was easier to give an order. Wasn’t it just that the relationship was broken? It wasn’t that embarrassing. What was there to be ashamed about?

Why did he need to explain? Why was it so strenuous and thankless?

The young man gathered his collar and smoothed his messy hair behind him. He patted You Qin’s shoulder casually, and smiled at the flustered maid.

“Who cares if he is suitable or not. Anyway, I’ve already decided on him — why aren’t you congratulating me?”

You Qin’s clear eyes were filled with thoughts. The maid subconsciously tightened her skirt, but she could not persuade her Miss. She could only bow slightly and whisper, “… Congratulations, Miss.”

Although she was forcing others to congratulate her, Xie Ziyou was still very happy to hear a blessing from someone who had just fallen in love.

Casually dismissing You Qin, Xie Ziyou hurried out of the courtyard to bring Guan Heng back.

But just as he took two steps, he heard a cheerful call from behind him.

“You You!”

Xie Ziyou turned his head in shock. He saw Guan Heng sitting on the eaves of the vermilion wall and the black tiles. His slender legs swung in the air, his eyes narrowed, and his smile was cheerful.

“How did you get in?”

Xie Ziyou was surprised, his peach blossom eyes slightly widened.

“To imitate your aura.”

Guan Heng blinked, raised his index finger, and a tiny cyclone appeared on his fingertip.

At first, it was a dull gray, but as the cyclone spun rapidly, the blue sky and white clouds behind him seemed to be sucked into it. The edges of the gray gradually turned white, and eventually, it turned into an icy blue.

A gentle breeze blew the hem of the youth’s ink-colored short robe, revealing the moon white short shirt underneath. The narrow and tight sleeves were tightly wrapped around his forearm, simple and capable. It was as if an inky swallow had landed on the vermilion wall, nimble and agile, with a touch of dark blue ice and snow in its beak.

Xie Ziyou was deeply confused.

“Heaven Devourer” had such an effect?

Even he didn’t know.

Xie Ziyou couldn’t help but ask, “How did you find out that profound strength can be used in this way?”

The cyclone on Guan Heng’s fingertip suddenly paused. The youth blinked, and his expression instantly became complicated and subtle.

A strange premonition surfaced in Xie Ziyou’s mind. “Don’t tell me … you’ve been thinking of barging into my house since a long time ago?”

“Uh … I haven’t had the time to use it yet …”

Guan Heng’s voice grew softer and softer, gradually fading into nothingness.

He looked at the center of the courtyard, where Xie Ziyou’s face was gradually darkening, and he felt a little guilty.

“Look, there’s no loss, right?”

The youth hurriedly tried to remedy the situation. He racked his brains to think, and subconsciously said, “If I hadn’t learned this technique, I wouldn’t be standing here right now, and I wouldn’t be able to hear the” You’ve decided on me “confession …”

“Who’s the confession!”

The dazzling red sun leaped onto the hillside, and the dazzling golden rays of sunlight sprinkled over the branches. The shadows of the green bamboos were scattered across the trees, and a koi carp leaped up from a nearby pond.

Xie Ziyou’s cheeks turned red with anger as his thoughts were suddenly exposed.

If the protagonist could use these little tricks to become stronger, he wouldn’t have had such a hard time before!