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In a flash, Wen Qiuxing's mind flashed a question. Has he been too kind to this alien recently?

This is not like his style...

Otherwise, people who knew him before wouldn't always say that Wenge is good, but he is too gentle.

Simply put, it doesn't have a soft side and lives like a spray.

It's quite appropriate.

Wen Qiu waked up thinking that Will was really **** luck, and he wasn't the one who met him during the spray season.

As a person who can use his hands as little as possible, Wen Qiuxing just sighed about his unknown side, and then left these things behind.

"Hey." The young man patted Feng Ting's arm: "You said I am pregnant now? Would you like to check it?"

All these days, he thought.

This question successfully pulled the shy man back and looked at him seriously and shook his head: "The terminal will have a prompt, no need to check."

Wen Qiuxing was stunned for a while, and then think about it too. This black technology-like terminal can even detect the effectiveness between husband and wife. Life can be detected. Presumably, checking a pregnancy is just a trivial matter.

"Oh..." The young man turned his head to look at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He couldn't help but see the lighthouse in the distance, towering into the clouds, and the atmosphere was very like the scene in the movie.

"Do you want to play there?" Will's mild dripping sound came from his ear.

"Is it okay?" Wen Qiuxing of course thought, he had an inexplicable interest in buildings.

Not to mention, when I was a child, I dreamed of being an architect. Unfortunately, my qualifications were limited, so I ended up at a third-rate **** school.

You are studying a foreign language major, and you can learn it with your own efforts. Even the teacher said that he will mix well in the future.

In the past, Wen Qiuxing really felt that she was quite extraordinary, with a good face, a flexible mind, and enough courage.

After entering the society, you can also get some fame.

Only later did he realize that his bones were clear, and he encountered such a miraculous thing at a young age, and he spent more than 100 years in life.

Gee, think of it this way, and don't cherish this dog's life, I'm sorry for the opportunity God gave him.

"Well." Feng Ting nodded.

"Then go during the day." The young man who suddenly felt his life was precious, grinned at Mr. Alien: "Are you interested in talking to me about a business in billions?"

Feng Ting stunned: "Why...?"

He knows best how many credit points there are in the hands of his little partner.

Feng Ting couldn't help but think about it again, is it because his little partner feels that he has insufficient ability to make money?

The man pursed his lips.

But he is already talking to Elio. If he successfully obtains the right to mine the mineral veins, he will win 30% of the shares for his little partner.

This 30% stake is enough for a young partner to live a life of clothing and food.

"Don't you know?" Wen Qiuxing leaned on the pillar next to him, and Dang'erlang opened his mouth: "The man has a bullet in it. But there are hundreds of millions of sperm."

Feng Ting opened his eyes, then lowered his head, pressed his fist against his lips, and smiled lowly.

Under the pure and fresh beige veil, this man looks like an oil painting.

"Good." Feng Ting said.

"What are you ashamed of?" Wen Qiuxing vomited blood.

"No." Feng Ting rose from the arm of the sofa, and the soft cloth pajamas floated slightly due to his manner.

Wen Qiuxing first felt the other person kissed his forehead, and then he was easily hugged...

"I am very happy." Feng Ting walked to the bedroom with joy.

"I..." Wen Qiuxing didn't know what he had thought of, and swallowed back into his stomach.

Perhaps it seems that the rough self does not fit here!

Then I found that I was very different from Will!

Wen Qiuxing didn't mean to get close to each other, but subconsciously he chose to follow the customs.

Anyway, it's not difficult...

He is not bad for Elegance and Sven. He really wants to dress it up. These aliens must be able to fall through their glasses.

"It's okay." There was no light in the room. A dark voice from the male came in the darkness, and then a wet touch climbed Wen Qiuxing's lips.

After so many negative distance contacts, Wen Qiuxing has been able to take no psychological burden, and even responded familiarly, taking away the initiative of this lip battle.

"What's okay?" With the boldness of the earth, the earth people teased the contradictory alien innocent man.

"I don't mind, the way you speak." Feng Ting said.

"Oh, but I mind." Wen Qiuxing said: "It is not good to be learned by children."

Feng Ting's breathing was not stable, and he never found a gap to speak.

Kid?

The man whose eyes were stimulated by these words was dark, and he wanted it very much, and he was going crazy.

But that was too difficult. As the cursed royal family, the men of the Feng Family wanted children harder.

In a month, that is simply impossible.

Feng Ting knew from the beginning, but he chose to deceive himself.

Like an ostrich, burying his head in the sand, he thought he had completely hid.

While deceiving yourself, you also bear the guilt of concealing the truth.

So he was really uncomfortable.

Feeling happy with your little partner is stolen.

However, time passed quickly.

It's almost time for the court to catch it.

Another crazy night.

The process of the nightmare made the court feel that he and his little partner were already integrated, and could not be separated.

But in fact, the satisfied little partner kicked him because of his weight, and he didn't make any sense.

Even so, the court is still in a good mood.

Not so good.

"Are you thirsty?" He rubbed the young man who looked up and down: "Qiuqiu, do you want to drink warm water or milk?"

Wen Qiuxing was so tired that he didn’t want to think about the problem, but he still had a mood to tease the man: “Primary students make choices.”

Feng Ting thought about: "Okay, I'll bring it to you."

After a while, Feng Ting really brought a glass of milk and a cup of warm water.

The young man took the warm water away: "You drink milk."

Feng Ting was holding milk, and his eyes were glittering.

The next morning, the sun at the beach was very bright, and it shone into the small building through a thin and suitable tent.

Wen Qiuxing stood in front of the mirror sleepily and looked casually at the mirror. The tall man in his clothes was dressing him in an irregular manner.

Because this is a formal suit.

A very well-fitting suit that outlines the youth's slim and smooth waist, from the shoulder to the ankle, the lines are full of youthful sense of youth.

But between the young man's eyebrows, there was a faint charm that contradicted the greenness.

Naturally revealed when he was silent.

But the whole face came to life, leaving only the youthful and energetic.

"Huh, what are you doing in this way?" Wen Qiuxing looked at herself in the mirror. The legs are long enough, but the **** is good enough, so that he doesn't even know himself.

Feng Ting buckled the last button for his little partner, glanced in the mirror, and also slightly stunned, and then had the urge to let the little partner change the suit.

He had known for a long time that young people look good, but he didn't expect it to be so conspicuous after a careful cleaning.

"It looks good." Feng Ting suppressed his inner jealousy and bowed his head to kiss the ear of his younger partner.

"It's okay." Wen Qiuxing raised his leg and found that although the pants were close to the body, it was not inconvenient to act.

But Will hasn't told him what to do in such a formal dress.

"Go to visit the princess." Feng Ting said.

"Princess?" Wen Qiuxing raised an eyebrow.

"Well." The man lifted his jacket and showed a strong figure: "The great grandmother of Earl Elio, who was born in the royal family, is 140 years old this year."

The name is Kou Yin, a legendary woman.

When the imperial princess was all the rage in his youth, countless men fought for her.

But she was a tough-hearted woman who had fought for her father and made great achievements.

This powerful princess, who later led the Elio family away from the political and governance center, hardly stepped into the royal city.

Perhaps something unknown happened in her that caused a gap between her and the royal family.

But in any case, this delicate relationship is very favorable to the court

Rather than handing over his little partner to Elio, the court hoped that his little partner would be protected by Princess Coyne.

"Oh?" One hundred and forty years old, Wen Qiu awakened, "What should I call her?"

"His Royal Highness..." Feng Ting said.

According to his true identity, the little partner should call Princess Coyne as his great aunt like him, but according to Will's identity, he can only call out Her Royal Highness respectfully.

"...True magic." Wen Qiuxing touched his chin.

Looking at Will's back with his scratches all over his face, he suddenly blinked and hugged his belly and laughed.

Feng Ting didn't know what the young man was laughing at first, until he turned his head in the other's line of sight, a tooth mark stuck on his waist came into his eyes, and he was particularly crazy.

The elegant noble man's throat tightened, and he quickly put on his shirt and coat.

"I'll help you tie your tie." The young man suddenly approached him.

"Thank you." Feng Ting swallowed his throat.

"What color do you like?" Wen Qiuxing looked at him.

"I..." Feng Ting opened his mouth without giving an answer.

"Blue?" Wen Qiuxing picked out one of the many ties and compared it to Will's chest. He said to himself, "Is it as good as your eyes?"

The court was very helpful to this love story. His eyes on the little partner were so soft that he could drown people: "You're in charge."

The man thought, even if the young man in front of him would strangle him with this tie, he would be hard to refuse.

"Oh, I think this is a good one." Wen Qiuxing said, "I'll fasten you."

However, his technique of tying a tie is not delicate at all, but it has a slightly wide-open taste, which is simply rough.

Where Feng Ting would pay attention to this, his gaze focused on the little partner's focused face throughout the journey.

And the pair of hands under the jaw that can be said to be a little clumsy, always accidentally touch his throat...

"Ah, that's it." Wen Qiuxing seemed to see that it wasn't as good as Will.

But no longer had patience to continue to organize, just patted Will's chest.

"Fine." Feng Ting looked at the tie, which was not delicate, and happily walked out.

"Good morning, Mr. Will, Mr. Wen." Bruce appeared at the entrance of the small building in a haunted manner: "The Earl is drinking tea in the garden. Will the two go with the Earl?"

"Bruce, early." Wen Qiuxing said.

As for what time it is now, he doesn't care.

"Well." Feng Ting nodded: "Trouble leads the way."

"You're too kind." Bruce bowed slightly, and then inadvertently saw the tie of the two gentlemen, one was very delicately tied, the other was unsatisfactory.

With a little thought, Bruce seemed to know something, and then laughed very gently.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart, when will the Earl of their family have a loving partner?

"Are you going to visit your great grandmother?"

I met Elio under the sun umbrella in the garden. When Elio heard that they were going to visit his great-grandmother, they coldly refused: "No need."

The atmosphere suddenly froze again.

Bruce, who was standing next to him, explained in a timely manner: "The count means that the two of you do not have to be polite. Her highness the princess likes to be quiet."

Or that she doesn't like entertaining outsiders.

Everyone knows the temper of the Earl's great-grandmother, iron-blooded and cold-hearted, and deserves to be the royal princess in the same vein as the tyrant.

"Then forget it." The court did not force it, anyway, I always met: "Elio, let's talk about yesterday's problems again."

After hearing the words from the youth around him, he immediately said: "Then you talk, I walk around everywhere."

After staying indoors for half a month, Wen Qiuxing was already very upset. When he came to this manor, he had already started to explore.

It would be impossible for him to continue to follow Will and listen to them talk about something he did not understand.

But still need to get the consent of the owner of the manor: "Count Elio, is that okay?"

The named Elio slightly stunned, glanced at the brilliant peach blossom eyes of the dark-haired youth, and nodded coldly.

"Thank you." Wen Qiuxing saluted decently, but his eyes were filled with confidence flying, without any sense of humility.

"Qiuqiu." Feng Ting shook Wen Qiuxing's hand a little bit reluctantly.

"You talk about business and come back to me after you have finished talking." Wen Qiuxing ripped Will's finger, but was quickly held backhand.

Oh shit.

To the pitiful eyes of the alien man, Wen Qiuxing was silent for two seconds, then raised his head and tweeted his cheek.

"Pay attention to safety, contact me at any time." Feng Ting also kissed his face.

"Well." Wen Qiu wakened up, and then turned away dashingly.

The brisk pace and back, like a bird flying out of the cage.

Very energetic and vitality.

"Mr. Wen is really a special person." Bruce's emotions brought everyone's attention back.

"Go talk upstairs." Elio said.

"Okay." Feng Ting glanced in the direction of his little partner's departure, and said to Bruce, "Help me take care of him."

"Just follow your orders." Bruce bowed his head, and after the two left, went to the special Mr. Wen personally.

But it's very strange, that Mr. Wen, who blinked, didn't know where he went...

Bruce was stunned.

When Bruce mobilized several servants to find someone with him, Wen Qiu waked up and walked far away, and heard the dynamic depth of the manor.

I have to say that this manor is really big enough. The average person walks in here, it is estimated that it will be scared by the vastness of the place.

Ke Wenqiu wakes up, an Inner Mongolian who grew up on the grassland: "..."

It's bigger than vast!

Better than silence!

How could it be comparable to Inner Mongolia!

That is simply endless!

For dozens of miles, there is no ghost!

In addition to grassland or grassland!

Shake WeChat, there is no one there!

If you want to find a neighbor to play with, you can only find a bunch of relatives!

So these are just trivial things.

That's it.

The movement that attracted Wen Qiuxing was not a general movement, but a movement he had known since childhood.

He heard someone riding a horse.

A closer look at the magnificent horse farm, a brave beauty with white skin and long legs was galloping on the horse.

She looked in her early forties, and her body was perfectly maintained. She wore elegant clothes and riding boots. She was very bloody, and she seemed to be not only a lady in a deep bosom.

The imperial princess who once led the imperial army expedition has keen senses. She has already discovered a stranger invading on horseback, but she only glanced at it and could not raise any alert interest.

What happened in the manor is very clear.

She knew that two strange guests had arrived in the manor yesterday, and this young man who was running around was probably one of them.

Moreover, this young man's footsteps toward the racecourse are not obedient, and when he hears it, he is an ordinary person who has no combat effectiveness.

... Classmate Wen, who was regarded as a spicy chicken, leaned on the railing of the racecourse and blew a whistle to the running red date horse.

By the way, he took out a snack he had hidden in his pocket and peeled it off with a smirk on his face.

"Come on, little red dates."

The red jujube horse getting closer and closer snorted happily.

When Princess Coyne found out that the red jujube horse under her crotch responded to the youth's whistle and flew towards the youth, her face was very unsightly.

"This is a sugar-free mung bean cake. Horses can eat it." Wen Qiuxing explained, looking at Mrs. Leng Yan on the horseback: "Hello, your horsemanship is pretty good."

Just now, far away, Princess Coyne did not see clearly the appearance of young people. At this moment, she glanced down and found that she was a handsome boy.

White skin and black hair, high nose bridge, rose-colored thin lips, and a pair of brilliant peach eyes.

Coupled with wanton behavior and unruly temperament, any place indicates that this is not a disciplined young man.

"Do you know who I am?" Princess Coyne looked at him.

"Count Elio's family?" Wen Qiuxing said, peeling a piece of mung bean cake for Xiaohongzao, the only piece left in his pocket.

Princess Koyin sneered unclearly. I still remember that the fame of the Elio family was far below her many years ago, and now both her name and the name of the Elio family have become history.

"Don't be so arrogant next time, kid." Coyin finished, waving a gritty whip in the air, making a loud tingling noise.

Wen Qiuxing shrugged, and there was no wave in his heart.

But this is a world with a distinct class, and he had to bend over to salute: "I offended you, sorry."

It's not interesting, after the people of the earth finished their rituals, they pouted and wanted to go.

"It seems that you are very disappointed with me." Ko Yin Ke did not miss the disappointment in the young man's eyes, so he vigorously said: "Since you like horses so much, then do not compare with me once again."

Wen Qiuxing stopped lazily: "What are you talking about?"

"Horse racing, what's the matter? Won't it?" Coyin looked at the young man with thorns and was uncomfortable. He was about to attack the other party. He heard the other party smile and asked, "Horse racing?"

"If you can." Kou Yin ripped the delicate lips.

The kind of high and aggressive momentum, I have to say that it really makes people on earth terrified.

"I will." Wen Qiuxing tossed the old aunt.

"That's fine." Coyne snorted.

After all, horse racing is a relatively old athletic activity, and now young people are estimated to have completely lost their riding skills.

"Paul." Koyin said to the young man who came to stand by: "You take this man to the horse barn to pick a horse."

"Okay." Paul nodded, and then looked at the suddenly emerging kid full of alertness.

Because he is the recently favored concubine of Her Royal Highness, she is very afraid that someone will take away her attention.

The boy who looks good in this condition seems to have aroused the interest of Her Royal Highness.

He is very disturbed.

Why are the young people nowadays both lazy and vain, sharpened their heads and moved towards the princess palace.

"Have you regretted it, little doll?" Kou Yin smiled with red lips, but said with no smile on her eyes: "Then drill down from my hips and I will forgive you for your rudeness. "

"How could it be?" Wen Qiuxing looked up at the old aunt, her hands clenched tightly in her pockets, and she gritted her teeth and thought: riding horses is better than people from Inner Mongolia! I am Wenqiu wake up to respect you as a man!

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