After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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"Little Sangguo, you are already mine. Do you think I have to wait until the big wedding?"

Sang looked at the man who was close at hand from a distance.

Young and handsome, confident, strong and aggressive.

It also smells good.

The taste of wine was a little high, and she felt the aroma of warm fruit wine in her breath. His head was a little dizzy, his outline was a little blurry, his eyes were particularly dark, and his eyes were dangerous.

"I know you won't wait." She said, "You have to go back to Youzhou to prepare for the marriage, but I have to stay in Sangzhou to be married, and I won't see anyone for more than a month. How can you rest assured that I will leave if you don't eat it? ?"

His eyes were obviously guilty, and he said sternly: "What's the matter?"

Don't worry about it. Even a normal person has to worry about gains and losses, let alone a guy like him who is extremely insecure.

But at this moment, he is not the only one who is afraid of having many dreams at night.

This is so perfect, so beautiful that she is afraid, for fear that it will break like a bubble.

"Well," she said sweetly, narrowing her eyes like a fox, "that's why you don't move me? Since you're at ease, then I'll go to sleep. See you tomorrow."

After all, she really closed her eyes.

You Wuming: "?!"

Before she could regain her senses, her breathing had become even and long, and as she saw it, she was about to start snoring.

You Wuming: "!!"

He stared at her blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

With her red face, she slept so sweetly that no one could bear to disturb him.

There was annoyance in his black eyes, and he wished to slap the stubborn fool just now.

His head and body were throbbing in pain, he took a deep breath, and planned to go back to take a cold shower to calm down.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly saw her eyelashes tremble, opened her eyes with a smile, pouted red lips and said, "I'll give you one more chance to come back - you don't eat me before leaving, how can you rest assured?"

You Wuming was startled fiercely.

Immediately, ecstasy surged into my heart, and for a while, I felt that my brain was blank, and the blood was rushing all over my body.

He smiled and took a deep breath, and without saying a word, bowed his head and kissed.

Pro-law with a very clear purpose.

He was in a hurry, kissing her while freeing his hands to fix the clothes of the two.

The silk tunic slipped away easily.

After all, he is someone who has experience with hibiscus. This time, he resisted her with ease, forcibly restraining her, and his hoarse voice sounded against her auricle: "I don't have hibiscus with me."

She turned her face away and kissed his cheek: "It's okay."

He felt it carefully for a moment: "It doesn't seem to be necessary. Xiao Sangguo, did you make it by Furong?"

At the end of the day, there is no possibility of any change. At this moment, even if Sang Chengyin rushed in with a knife, he would eat his fruit first.

When he was about to exert his strength, he suddenly remembered the lessons learned by Sang Bujin.

Don't do it when you're too excited, you want something bad.

He forced himself to calm down a bit, and touched her with bad intentions, neither light nor heavy.

She wanted to run away in embarrassment, but was firmly restrained by him.

She said, "I'm going to sleep!"

Then he closed his eyes angrily.

You Wuming laughed until his chest trembled: "You sleep with you. It's okay."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

He touched her forehead with his forehead, and the smile on his lips got worse and worse.

Finally, he held her face, kissed her very technically, and grabbed all her attention. When she responded to him unconsciously, he suddenly exerted his strength and broke through the defense line in one step.

"Uh……"

Cold sweat immediately appeared on the foreheads of both of them.

"You, don't be so nervous." He said through gritted teeth.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." There were tears in the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

"That way you suffer more." Blue veins burst out of his forehead.

She looked at him aggrievedly: "I don't want to either. It's so uncomfortable, why not?"

For a moment, the thought of summoning a big face flower for treatment flashed in her mind, but after a little brainstorming, the frustrated flower plate the size of a millstone stood by and watched... It was really incompetent to accept!

"Good, it'll be fine soon." He lowered his head and kissed her perfunctorily, with a mess in his heart.

He felt that he might have to follow Sang's footsteps.

How to do?

Really inexperienced!

Who knew this would happen? He is in pain too! You Wuming's heart went berserk, and he had to put on a gentle old hand on his face, kiss her gently, comfort her, hold her in his arms, and rub her forehead against her forehead.

The body did not dare to move.

"Little Sangguo, let me tell you a joke." He racked his brains to distract her, "Last time I was in Zhangzhou, at the banquet, I saw them all nervous like quails, I was amused, He just pointed at someone and said he had a good-looking head. And guess what?"

She gasped lightly and looked up at him.

"He was so panicked that he swallowed a ball and choked to death. Hahaha!" You Wuming said very hard, a joke that was not funny at all.

San Yuan pulled the corner of his lower lip.

His sense of existence is too strong, he can't ignore it, he has been touching her wounds. He also looked very uncomfortable, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he was clumsily trying to comfort her.

"You Wuming, why don't you," she hesitated, her heart swayed, "long pain is worse than short pain?"

Her intention was to make him feel free.

You Wuming would be wrong. The black eyes slowly rolled, thinking, no wonder people say that a woman's words are unbelievable and duplicitous. If you listen to her nonsense, it's really a short time, and she will definitely be disgusted by her tomorrow.

Sang Bujin's lesson from the past is still there!

No matter what, it has to last for half an hour, right? !

So he told her two more 'jokes'.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." I wonder if all the newbies in other families are like this?

But she was actually quite moved.

I didn't expect that someone like You Wuming would be so considerate to her instead of just caring about his own happiness.

She tried to move slightly.

You Wuming sucked in a breath of cold air and almost broke his gong.

His long and narrow eyes widened, and he said in horror, "Little Sangguo, what are you doing! Don't move!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Why did he put on an expression like a chaste martyr? ? ?

She looked at him blankly.

At this moment, the extremely serious issue of man's dignity has left You Wuming too busy to take care of other things.

He could feel that she wasn't so nervous anymore, but he knew his own affairs. If he took two bites of such a sweet, tangling little mulberry fruit, he would have to surrender.

In any case, she absolutely must not fall into her prestige and make her dislike her—if she also ignores people like Yun Xuzhou tomorrow, Sang Bujin will definitely be able to guess the truth, so why don't she have this face? !

Half an hour.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Little Sangguo, I'll tell you another joke!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." What kind of strange species is this man? !

From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the candles in the hall.

"You Wuming doesn't hurt at all anymore." She wrapped his arms around his neck and exhaled lightly at him.

"When I finish talking about Qinzhou." He glanced at the candle one last time.

Sang Yuanyuan: "...?"

Finally, the candle burned to the position he estimated.

You Wuming let out a long breath fiercely, lowered his head, and stared at her.

His black eyes flashed with a fierce light of attack, a slightly sinister smirk appeared on the corner of his lips, and his long arms tightly embraced her.

"Little Sangguo, be patient."

After two breaths, she saw all his wild waves.

She exclaimed and grabbed him unconsciously.

You Wuming, the embarrassed storyteller just now, has completely disappeared. At this moment, he is terribly strong, and his breathing falls heavily on her ears. He is like a ferocious predator, taking the life of his prey. .

In fact, he endured so hard that his teeth were almost crushed.

Her mind quickly became blank, her eyes lost focus, she grabbed him unconsciously with both hands, raised her head, and exhaled one after another, as if she had lost her soul.

At this moment, seeing her completely out of control, You Wuming didn't know whether he was satisfied with ecstasy or heaved a sigh of relief.

"So weak, I'll let you go." He said triumphantly in her ear.

Immediately, disarm and surrender.

He took her into his arms, embraced her, kissed her cheek and forehead with his head down, pretending to be at ease.

"It's only half an hour, Xiao Sangguo, it won't be so easy next time."

Sang Yuanyuan, whose mind slowly returned to the cage: "..."

Powerless to rant. Is storytelling a waste of time? What kind of magic operation is this? Bullying her doesn't understand?

Half! indivual! Time! Chen! ? Just yet? !

After a short rest, he realized that he might not be doing well enough, so he picked her up, walked to the hot soup pool in the side hall, and washed it.

Still disgusted in his mouth: "Xiao Sangguo, you really don't know how to serve people. I have to serve you. However, since you don't have the strength, I won't force you."

He smirked and poked her fingers.

"Can't move your fingers!"

He was proud of his wings.

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

After bathing, he put on a black robe, took the blood-stained cloud out of the temple and set it on fire, then pacing back lazily, with a wicked smile on his lips, he took her in front of him and leaned back. on the cloud pillow.

He stroked her hair one after another.

Without speaking, just breathing the air beside me quietly, I felt infinitely sweet and satisfying.

After resting for a while, he was about to move, but when he thought of her injury, he reluctantly pressed down the idea.

Don't bully her too hard. It's rare for her to lie down here so obediently, and she doesn't look like she's going to be angry and ignore others.

Sure enough, he was ten thousand times stronger than Sang Bujin.

"Little Sangguo," he said, "I didn't intend to keep you in Sangzhou."

She slowly looked up at him: "...?"

So the two didn't have to be separated for more than a month? He didn't say it just now, and he just ate her?

He said: "Preparing for the wedding, I don't need me. You and I will go to Jizhou, receive the gift from Huangfu Jun, and come back. The time is just right. After the big wedding, I will accompany you back to Sangzhou for a while.

Son - I know you can't bear them. "

Hearing this, Sang Yuanyuan's heart was instantly filled with joy.

She is really reluctant to leave her hometown and relatives for a long time. Although she still can't figure out what happened, she can be sure that this is really her home.

When she's in a good mood, she's a little skinny.

"Call You Yingyue during the wedding," she raised her face and acted coquettishly at him, "I'm going to scare her to death! She scared me so badly back then!"

You Wuming slowly raised his eyebrows.

"You don't have to wait until the big wedding. Tomorrow, you and I will go to Hanzhou first."

Sang Yuanyuan: "Huh?"

You Wuming lazily tightened her body again, resting his elbows on the cloud pillow, resting his forehead, and said casually: "Han Shaoling's birthday, I sent a message to my father-in-law, inviting you to go with my eldest brother. to go."

Sang Yuanyuan was stunned for a while, then said blankly, "Why did you let my eldest brother and me go on his birthday? If it's a funeral, out of courtesy, it's time to express condolences."

You Wuming's voice was vaguely empty: "Xiao Sangguo, are you so heartless towards your former lover?"

Sang Yuanyuan's heart fluttered slightly.

She knew that he would not doubt her heart for him, but her attitude towards Han Shaoling was too similar to Jiang Yanji's towards Mr. Ming - she had given up on Han Shaoling before, and she was the one who was willing to block the sword for him. Hug, followed You Wuming, waiting for Han Shaoling to die, it was her.

Although You Wuming is arrogant and arrogant, he will never be like Huangfu Jun, who thinks that a woman can abandon her husband and children for him because of his own charm.

He didn't want to doubt her, but she also knew that it was really unreasonable for her to be so 'capricious'.

She hesitated for a while and decided to tell the truth.

Now that it's over, she doesn't want him to misunderstand her.

"You Wuming, if I told you, the one who engaged Han Shaoling was not me at all, would you believe it?"

He lowered his eyes slowly, and raised her chin with his fingers: "Say it again."

"I lost my memory of the past." She looked at him, "but I know that I have never liked Han Shaoling, and I am not a dignified princess Sang. My parents said that after seeing Han Shaoling, I changed, changed. It's completely different, like a wooden man, and the me now is the me that hasn't changed before."

You Wuming's expression gradually became dignified.

She said: "At that time, I had a very long dream. In the dream, I lived my short and real life elsewhere. When I woke up from the dream, I was already lying in the palace of the King of Han. I came back today. Here, I remember a lot of my childhood feelings, and I am more certain that there was a time when it was me, not me."

Saying so, her body trembled slightly.

"Do you know? When I come back here today, I am both happy and scared. I just feel that everything in front of me is like a mirror, and it may abandon me at any time. If so, what if I do it again? Will I be thrown away again? where to..."

A calloused hand covered her mouth.

"No." He stared into her eyes, "I'm watching."

He found that his chest was stuffy falling, and there was a burst of pain.

No wonder she drinks so much today, no wonder she deliberately seduces him. Is she worried that this goodbye will be different when we meet again?

"I will never let anything happen to you," he said solemnly.

Sang Yuan is not as optimistic as he is: "But we don't know the reason, how can we prevent it?"

"If you have the heart to check, you will always find it."

His arms wrapped tighter, wishing to embed her in his body.

"Little Sangguo, don't be afraid, you have me."

"Okay." She raised her face and smiled at him.

For a moment, she asked in confusion, "Why did you send a message to my brother on Han Shaoling's birthday?"

You Wuming said, "The 30th wife banquet."

"Ah..." Sang Yuanyuan suddenly realized.

She read books, really careless. It's not right to say that, to be precise, she has absolutely no interest in those plots where the male protagonist spoils the female protagonist, and they all hurriedly pass by. The parts she likes to watch are all the episodes where the heroine Meng Wuyou is abused and bullied by various female supporters.

So she forgot about it.

Thirty fixed wives is a unique custom of the royal family of the eighteen states of Yunjing.

If the lord of a country does not have a wife on his 30th birthday, then all the other royal women of the state will receive invitations to attend his birthday banquet, usually accompanied by an older brother or brother.

It is also a large-scale traditional blind date custom. No one would do anything at such a grand event, otherwise it would be against thousands of years of tradition and against all the royal families in Yunjing. Sang Bujin was not worried about what Han Shaoling would do to Sang Yuanyuan.

In the book, during Han Shaoling's 30th marriage banquet, Meng Wuyou was jealous and ran away from home. Her departure made Han Shaoling realize how much damage his actions had caused to the woman he loved (?), so he threw it away The princesses found her, took her into the palace where the banquet was held, and slapped a few women (?) who were over-thinking about his wife's position.

Really, can't complain.

Sang Yuanyuan said: "I don't know who saved Han Shaoling's life, he still has the strength to hold a banquet."

You Wuming smiled slightly disdainfully: "In the future, he will regret not dying early."

She hesitated for a moment: "Although these events follow the rules, if you show up

, Han Shaoling probably won't care about any traditions. "

You Wuming smiled and said, "I'll play your guard."

Sang saw him smile slyly from a distance, and knew that this dog man was making a bad idea again.

"Okay." She leaned against him gently, and after a while, she asked inadvertently—

"You Wuming, I remember you said that after you get me, you don't plan to cherish it anymore."

Chu Chu looks pitiful.

You Wuming: "..." Which dog mouth said that? !

"Take me as an ordinary woman, pamper me, buy me expensive things, a simple transaction that you love and I want, right?"

You Wuming: "..."

"Aren't you interested in me now? Tired of it? Huh?" She insisted, next to him, reaching out to pinch his nose.

He grabbed her hand and said bitterly, "You are satisfied with the taste!"

She rolled around laughing.

He stared at her with a headache. How about being shy? How did this fruit have a thick skin?

She smiled for a while, then stared at him again.

"You Wuming, you said that you wanted me to exchange your body for your last secret. Now it's your time to fulfill your promise!"

He didn't expect that she would say this.

His expression gradually froze.

He suddenly realized that there was actually a reason why she was so active today.

How insecure she is.

Is she already thinking about not wanting to leave regrets?

You Wuming once again felt that the depths of his heart were severely stabbed, and it was painful, and he couldn't scratch it.

Her hands tightened unconsciously, tightened again, pressed her head, and embedded them heavily on her heart.

"That day, you saw how I got it and didn't put out the fire," he said.

Sang Yuanyuan gave a soft "um".

He said: "Ming people exchanged their lives for life like that, cutting their wrist veins and passing blood. At that time, Jiang Yanji threatened the surnamed Ming with my life, and the surnamed Ming willingly gave her life and cultivation base - Ming Family blood must be passed on willingly, but Xiao Sangguo, you know that in this world, there are too many ways to make people have to 'willingly'."

She nodded slightly.

"Jiang Yanji lied to the surname Ming and said that she would raise me well and be her own son, oh, I was originally a real son... Give me the best of everything, and keep me by her side - she took Ming's cultivation, and With the support of my family, it will definitely give me a good future in the future. So the surname Ming was fooled. In fact, he has no other choice. "

Sang Yuan's heart throbbed with pain.

She wrapped her soft arms around him, rubbing her cheek lightly to reassure him.

"As a result, you also know." His chest trembled and he smiled, "You Shizi is going to die. You also know that Huangfu Jun is not a thing, but he is very affectionate. He loves his nephew, and he can take this opportunity to get rid of me. He told Jiang Yanji that if he was willing to sacrifice me to save You Shizi, he would abolish Jiang Yanji's brother and help her become a female emperor."

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath.

"Later, huh." You Wuming raised his hand and made a gesture of holding a bead in front of her eyes.

"I was taken to the sickbed. My wrist was cut. But Jiang Yanji forgot that I also had her witch blood flowing on my body. I am a genius, and my bloodline is even stronger than hers. And You Shizi , Oh, a sick tuber with no will, he was frightened to death by seeing so much blood, what can he use to compete with me? I easily controlled him, blood, life, and soul, all poured into his body, occupy this body."

He lifted her chin and motioned her to look.

"Look, I'm so strong now."

"That's when I hid the Ji Lingzhu. No one can guess."

"Could it be that doll..." she murmured.

"Yes," he stroked her hair, "that was my former body. I have always had a feeling with it, so I made it into a puppet and put it into the spirit aggregate, it is my secret Killer."

San looked at him in shock from afar.

He smiled: "When I first occupied this body, I still had the same five senses as the original body. So, I knew what it was like to be buried in the ground. Later, I liked to bury others."

Sang looked at the man with a grim look from afar, and felt only pain in his heart.

"Little Sangguo," he lowered his eyes to look at her, "knowing my secret, do you still like me?"

"I'm so dark and evil." He smiled softly, "I didn't want to live, a thing like me, living here, breathing, will stain everything around me. But I can't die, enemy. I am still alive, how can I die? Xiao Sangguo, I am such a thing, are you sure, do you still like such a thing?"

Her tears fell on his chest.

Strong chest, heart beating vigorously.

He is indeed a vengeful soul crawling out of hell.

She looked at him for a long time.

After a long time, You Wuming couldn't hold back the casual fake expression, and despair gradually came up in his eyes.

Finally, she pursed her red lips and said angrily, "No wonder you want me to exchange my body. The raw rice is already cooked, you just didn't want to give me a chance to regret it. Man, heh, you've already seen it through!"

You Wuming was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily and hugged her tightly.

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