Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan leaned against them. The talent outside was just bright. The handsome man had already got up to work, while the ugly man was still sleeping inside.

"Come in." Li Xiu's face was ugly. He had a dream again last night, but the man in the dream changed his face.

It was no longer the one he was familiar with, but the face of the boy who woke up.

It's a terrible dream!

"Young master, stretch out your hands. I'm going to dress you." Lin Jinan walked to the bed and shook off the man's clothes with his hands.

Youth's voice is very soft, like the spring breeze, with a trace of warmth.

Li Xiu put out his hand obediently and let the youth wait on him to dress.

Fine white fingers look beautiful and delicious, want to be bitten, leaving a shallow tooth mark on it.

If the cyan blood vessels on the back of the hand are hidden, they look extremely fragile, as if they will be cut off if they are not careful.

"Young master?" Lin Jinan's hand was held and couldn't get rid of it. He looked at the man's face in surprise, "did I hurt you?"

Li Xiu Zhi sits in front of the bronze mirror inlaid with gems, and the youth helps to pull up his hair.

"Go on." He held back the inexplicable emotion in his eyes, pursed his lips into a straight line, and remained silent.

Lin Ji Nan then combed his hair. He was clumsy and made it for half a day before he could barely go out to meet people.

"Young master, I tried my best." Lin Jinan was guilty, he looked at the man's messy hair, "or, I'll take it down for you?"

The man's big palm falls, Lin Jinan is holding his head and is ready to be beaten. However, the man rises high but falls gently.

The big, dry, warm palm rubbed over his head. "You've done very well."

This gentle tone, let Lin Jinan nose sour, eyes red. The shadow of the man seems to overlap with the memory of Shen Zhiyang, which is indistinguishable.

Lin Jinan followed the man and thought stiffly that if only the system was still there, so he could ask.

"Fifteen, where are you standing and what are you doing?" There was no sound of footsteps behind him, and Li Xiu stopped.

He turned his head and looked at the young man. "I don't want to catch up."

"Good." Lin Jinan some daze, trance, Li rest, as if to him a smile.

The smile was so short that it disappeared.

"Young master, I will come in a minute." Lin Jinan trotted along, panting.

On the next road, he felt that the man's steps were obviously smaller, and he could keep up without running.

Walking in front of the Li rest, his face is full of tangled puzzled look. He has always been indifferent to other people's ideas.

But in the face of the new 15, what temper can not come out. He even laughed at the youth just now.

Lin Jinan felt the magic of Sichuan Opera's changing face on Li Xiu's face. The man said that he would change, and he would not give any chance to react.

"Young master, are you angry with me?" Lin Jinan walks in the man's side, this position can see his face very well.

"You think too much." Li Xiu didn't want to see him. He tried to control himself and not turn his head.

"All right." Lin Jinan wants to laugh. He holds back. If Li Xiuzhi catches him, he may let him clean the toilet.

As for the boy, steward Wang said that he only needed to follow Li Xiu's side and be his little tail. He worked hard and never complained. What the young master said was what he said. The young master was the heaven, the young master was the earth, and the young master was his second parents.

Lin Jinan spits on the ground. Li Xiuzhi can't give birth to a child.

It's impossible to call him dad in my life!

"Fifteen!" Li Xiu looked at the flowers and plants that he raised in the yard with heartache. Among them, a peony flower was trampled on by his boy and cut off by his waist. His death was tragic.

"Young master?" Lin Jinan and the man look at each other, eyes filled with confusion, he walked forward, suddenly stepped on two rare orchids.

Li Xiu stopped breathing so much that his heart and lungs couldn't breathe. He caught the young man directly and took him to bed regardless of his struggle.

"Young master, what do you want to do?" Lin Jinan panic into a dog, he was busy begging for mercy, "I didn't mean to step on."

"Shut up, it's so noisy!" Li Xiuzhi peeled off his trousers, revealing the white underwear inside.

“……” Lin Jinan was shocked. He was beaten and the place where his palm fell was extraordinary.

The voice is higher than a sound, the hands of Li rest numb, the ear root son continues to be red and hot.

He beat people, in a short period of two days, made his own strange things.

“……” Lin Jinan couldn't say a word. He was so hurt that he couldn't sit down.

"Young master, have you finished?" Lin Jinan was lying on the bed, his stomach was gurgling, and he was hungry.