The villain of Quick Transmigration is so clingy

"Angry..."

A voice with a hint of laughter reached his ears, and the next second, an arm wrapped around his waist, restraining him tightly, preventing him from escaping for even a moment.

His heart was in his throat, and he found that he couldn't seem to find his own voice. The cold incense of incense surrounded him, infecting every inch of his body.

I don't know when, he had already sat on his elder's lap. His originally slender body looked a little delicate at the moment, and his chin was lifted up.

But Shen Qingyu didn't dare to look at his master at this time, because he knew that his eyes must be full of expectation at this moment...

[Men in the world of women have smooth skin, especially my men, it feels so comfortable to touch.]

[Master, if you keep teasing me, the second villain will even imagine that his own child will be born. 】

【Hey hey hey...】

"Hmm..." The soft and sweet touch suddenly came up against her. Shen Qingyu's face turned red for an instant, and his mind went blank, but his body cooperated with great honesty and slowly softened.

The few suppressed sobs coming from the carriage made Bai Mu feel like he was worse than a beast.

Bai Mu's mind became clearer, and he found that he was completely pressed against the young master's body. His hand was just on the young master's belt. He only needed to pull it gently to get a glimpse of the beautiful scenery inside.

[A Yu has been practicing martial arts for a year. I’m sure there must be abdominal muscles inside, and she must be very beautiful. 】

A certain group: lsp!

"Why are you crying?" Bai Mu stretched out his fingers and slowly wiped away the tears hanging on Shen Qingyu's face, but his other hand was still teasing.

[Being in a carriage is really exciting, Tuantuan, don’t you think so...]

A certain group: Old pervert, the poor former master was bullied to what extent.

"Sir..." Shen Qingyu felt like his body was on fire, but his master was still so bad and unwilling to let him go.

Still, still bullying him like this...

There is a trace of natural charm in the ignorant eyes, and crystal clear human tears hang in the corners of the eyes...

Bai Mu felt that he must have some unknown hobby, otherwise why would he be so excited when he saw this scene, and his whole heart would boil.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Come on, let me get you dressed." Bai Mu sat up and held the soft little young master in his arms.

Shen Qingyu's face turned pale, and he quickly grabbed Bai Mu's hand, with an uncontrollable cry in his voice, "Sir, I can do it, I am willing, you want me..."

He dreams of becoming an adult and being able to do the most intimate things with adults.

"Be good and stop crying. It won't look good if you cry. This place is too unfair to you. Stop crying..."

A certain group: I don’t know why, but I always feel that the current owner is such a scumbag.

"Sir, Ayu wants to be your..." The first man.

No, it's the only man.

"What do you want to be?"

"Sir, it's almost time, we should go in."

Mu: This kind of behavior in the middle of saying something is really bad.

After getting off the carriage, Bai Mu met the coachman's ambiguous eyes. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she felt very embarrassed at the moment and couldn't help but cough lightly.

Shen Qingyu, who was behind, openly exposed the traces of his neck, holding a sword in his hand, and followed Bai Mu closely.

Anyone with eyes can see the relationship between these two people, and this is what someone wants.

"Ayu, let's go."

"Yes, sir."

The layout of the Grand Master's Mansion is extremely particular, and the Grand Master himself is a very particular person. Every flower, plant, and tree is carefully thought out and pleasing to the eye.

Several well-dressed young men walked towards him. When they saw Bai Mu, they stopped and trembled like a mouse seeing a cat.

Their mother had never told them that the Prime Minister would appear in the Grand Master's house.

"See the Prime Minister."

Bai Mu was very satisfied with their reaction. The original owner's reputation really saved him a lot of trouble. He took his man's hand and walked forward, ignoring them from beginning to end.

The remaining young masters began to chirp there, "The Prime Minister is really handsome."

"No matter how good-looking she is, if you stay by her side, she might die the next day."

"Only a fool like the Fifth Prince would marry this kind of woman."

"Shh, you don't want to die. Can we discuss what happens to the fifth prince?"

"What's the matter? I heard that the relationship between the third emperor's daughter and the fifth prince has deteriorated recently. The fifth prince is really ungrateful. Without the third emperor's daughter, he is nothing."

"Okay, okay, royal matters are not ours to discuss."

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Third Princess is coming over today. I wonder if we have a chance to win her favor."

"What are you thinking about? Her Royal Highness the Third Princess has long been interested in the young master's young master."

"I can't even think about it."

"..."

Behind the rockery, Feng Juechen was standing there, the handkerchief in his hand was about to be torn by himself, and his eyes were sinister, like a poisonous snake crawling out of the swill, poisonous and smelly.

"Who is that person?" No matter how calm his tone was, the distorted face showed the unrest in his heart.

The servant standing next to Feng Juechen tried his best to lower his head and said in a trembling voice: "That young master recently appeared next to the Prime Minister. It is said that he is the Prime Minister's personal bodyguard."

Feng Juechen sneered, "Guard, when did the guards become men? When did the guards become so close to their masters?"

Close to the body!

Feng Juechen's hand on the rockery became harder and harder, and he broke off a stone. There were several cuts on his fingertips, and blood slowly flowed out.

Bai Mu, you are mine and must belong to me forever. Before I get you, no one can get their hands on you.

So, how could you betray me!

The waiter glanced at his prince in surprise, and then quickly lowered his head. He felt that he could not understand the fifth prince more and more recently.

It was obvious that the fifth prince had a good temper before, and he treated his servants very well. He never beat or scolded him, and his relationship with the third prince had always been harmonious... But since when did the fifth prince become like this?

"Which family are those people who spoke just now?" Feng Juechen seemed to calm down in an instant.

But suppressed anger is often more terrifying.

The waiter did not dare to disobey his order and told the family names of those who had just spoken.

"Since they can't speak, then they don't have to use their tongues..."

Waiter: After all, I am an official son, who do you think you are?