Transmigrated as a Rich and Vicious Widow

    Chang Qing passively accepted Lu Zhen's kiss, and his hands and feet became soft.

    Chang Qing's struggle weakened, and in the end he couldn't move a finger.

    Lu Zhen sucked his lips until they became red and swollen, and then kissed Chang Qing's lips, and then backed away a little, with a smile in his voice, and a little smug, "Comfortable?"

    Chang Qing's hands and feet were still soft, and his eyes were blurred. He looked at Lu Zhen in front of him. He reached up and made him stand up straight.

    "You, how could you suddenly do this." Chang Qing accused him in a panic, wiping his lips.

    Lu Zheng licked his lips and said softly, "Don't you like it?"

    Chang Qing thought about the feeling just now, and said against his heart: "I don't like it."

    Lu Zheng laughed, his voice gently scratching Chang Qing's ears like a small brush, "I like it very much." He lowered his head and glanced at Chang Qing. Body, the smile more and more with an indescribable taste.

    Chang Qing slowly pulled down the hem of the sweater, blocking that part in embarrassment.

    He is still a rookie at this age, and his body is too young, so it is no wonder that a kiss has a reaction.

    Lu Deng smiled, his voice hoarse, "I'm also hard."

    Chang Qing: “…”

    He couldn't help but looked down at Lu Zheng's bottom, but Lu Zheng was wearing a coat and he couldn't see it.

    Lu Zheng said, "That Lin Yifeng is interested in you."

    Chang Qing didn't speak, but Qiao Zhenran's resounding words popped up in his mind, "Sisters grind b, the sky is thunder."

    He made a shock and wanted to say it was impossible, but they had already walked to the door and couldn't speak any more, so he swallowed the words again.

    Lu Zhen got up, he said, "Don't get too close to him."

    Chang Qing took the key and opened the door, Lu Zheng leaned down slightly and said in his ear, "Otherwise I will kiss you in front of him."

    Chang Qing: “…”

    Chang Qing couldn't help but glance at him, his lips moved, "Don't be mad!"

    The door opened, but Lu Zhen didn't say anything. They entered the door, Lu Hua ran up to them, looked at their faces, and could feel that Lu Zhen's mood seemed to be much better. She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Why did you go so long."

    Lu Zheng patted her head, "Don't worry about it so much."

    Lu Hua was photographed by him, and she was not angry. She took the medicine and really went and took a few pills with water.

    Chang Qing thinks she is really dedicated, and if the rich second generation can't make it, maybe she can enter the entertainment industry.

    Lin Yifeng stuck his head out of the kitchen and said to Chang Qing, "Chang Qing, come over and try it."

    Chang Qing put down the water glass, raised his feet and was about to walk to the kitchen, Lu Zheng reached out and grabbed him, raised his chin, and said calmly, "You sit, I'll go."

    Chang Qing: "...Oh."

    He watched Lu Zhen enter the kitchen helplessly.

    He sat absent-mindedly next to Zhang Xinyu, Zhang Xinyu's eyes fell on him, and said softly, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

    Chang Qing came back to his senses and was stunned, "What's wrong?"

    Zhang Xinyu said slowly: "Your lips are so swollen..."

    Chang Qing: “…”

    He smiled awkwardly, his eyes fell on the ring on his hand, suddenly feeling a little dazzling, he put his hand in his pocket.

    Lu Zheng entered the kitchen, saw the dishes on the counter, and said inexplicably, "You're good at cooking."

    Lin Yifeng didn't know Lu Zhen, but thought it was Chang Qing's friend. He glanced at him with a little probing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You bring out the dishes."

    Lu Zheng glanced at him and said directly: "Chang Qing is my person."

    Lin Yifeng paused, looked at him inexplicably, and said with a smile, "Are you taking an oath of sovereignty?"

    Lu Zheng raised his chin and said in a bad tone: "I know what you are thinking, you are also a smart person, you know what I am talking about, stay away from him."

    Lin Yifeng wiped his hands and said in a light tone, "Put out the dishes, there are three more dishes, I can't do it all by myself, call Changqing for me."

    Lu Zhen didn't say anything, he took the dishes out, saw Chang Qing, his cold face softened immediately, and said to Chang Qing, "Your friend said he was busy alone But come, call you over to help."

    Anyway, he has already warned, that little white face should know what to do if he is smart.

    Chang Qing glanced at his expression, didn't speak, he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

    In the kitchen, Lin Yifeng did not tell him about Lu Zhen, but instructed him to clean the remaining ingredients, cut them into plates, and start cooking.

    Chang Qing glanced at Lin Yifeng and said, "That person was my brother just now."

    Lin Yifeng let out an "oh" and laughed, "But you don't look like you."

    Chang Qing said: "It's not biological."

     Lin Yifeng nodded, "No wonder."

    He fry a few times, put down the lid, turned his head to look at him, just glanced at Chang Qing's lips, Chang Qing noticed his eyes, and covered his face with his arms in a panic , turned his head to look at the window, and said as calmly as possible: "This range hood is still a little bit hot, right?"

    Lin Yifeng paused for a long time before saying, "It's a little hot, go and open the window."

    Chang Qing responded and reached out to open the window.

    At this moment, Lin Yifeng grabbed Chang Qing's arm covering his face and pulled his hand away.

    "Your lips...what's the matter?" Lin Yifeng stroked Chang Qing's face with his other hand, and his thumb gently rubbed his lower lip.

    Chang Qing froze. He didn't know how swollen it was. He even called Zhang Xinyu and Lin Yifeng to find out at a glance.

    Lin Yifeng frowned, then let go, and said lightly, "Really?"

    Chang Qing: "Yeah."

    He grabbed Lin Yifeng's palm and wanted to pull his hand away, but he didn't expect Lin Yifeng to be so aggressive, he couldn't succeed for a while.

    Lin Yifeng's thumb sunk into the corner of Changqing's mouth, with some complicated light in his eyes, "Are you forced?"

    Chang Qing paused, "Huh?"

    Lin Yifeng said, "He forced you, didn't he?"

    He said, let go of the hand that touched Changqing's lips, and looked at him, as if waiting for his answer.

    Chang Qing realized that Lin Yifeng knew about Lu Zhen and him, and couldn't help but stay for a while, he tentatively said: "Who are you talking about?"

    Lin Yifeng said, "The man who went down with you just now, did he kiss you?"

    Chang Qing did not dare to say a word.

    He felt guilty, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Lin Yifeng, and said vaguely, "No."

    Lin Yifeng looked at him and said nothing.

    It took a long time to ask: "Do you like him?"

    Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, then denied: "I don't like it."

    Lin Yifeng said: "That's his wishful thinking."

    Chang Qing didn't know how he came to this conclusion, but after turning his head a little, he knew what Lu Zhen probably said to him.

    … This cp can’t be knocked down, it’s considered to be demolished by him.

      Not to mention, Lin Yifeng will definitely respond.

    Thinking of this result, Chang Qing simply closed his mouth.

    Lin Yifeng suddenly reached out to hold Chang Qing's hand, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think of me?"

    Chang Qing's brain suddenly short-circuited, and he was a little confused about the situation in front of him, "...You are fine."

    He drew his hand and found that he couldn't draw it out. Only at this time did he realize that Lin Yifeng was really much taller than him, and even his palms were slender than him, so looking at his angle, it was a little bit slender. Condescending discomfort.

    To be precise, it should be a sense of oppression.

    Lin Yifeng pressed his voice and said, "I won't force you, how about we get along slowly? Just like before."

    Chang Qing let out an "ah", still a little confused, but his eyes touched Lin Yifeng's, his heart trembled, as if he understood something, he looked at him in disbelief and blurted out: "You are not accept it?"

    Lin Yifeng frowned, "You mean 0?"

    Chang Qing said: "I'm the lower... I'm not 1."

    Lin Yifeng's brows eased, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled, "I'll do it, don't bother you."

    Chang Qing: "..."

    “…”

    Chang Qing asked in disbelief: "How could you be 1?"

    Lin Yifeng laughed and said: "Why can't it be 1, I have never been 0, and I have not been 1, if you are 1, I can be 0, but if you are 0, I will not be 1 The problem is that things like posture are naturally within our capabilities.”

    Chang Qing: “…”

    Lin Yifeng was in a better mood. Now that the body position has been mentioned, it means that Chang Qing is also intentional. He laughed, stretched out his hand to squeeze Chang Qing's chin, and lowered his head to kiss him.

    Chang Qing was shocked and pushed him away.

    Lin Yifeng looked at him with a good temper, with a touch of gentle light in his pupils, "I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry."

    Chang Qing was speechless, he simply turned his head and walked out.

    Lin Yifeng didn't stop him, he remembered that there was still cooking in the pot, looked back at the pot, but luckily it wasn't burnt, so he put his mind away and continued cooking.

    Chang Qing sat back on the sofa vainly, Lu Hua sat next to him and whispered in a low voice: "Qingqing, what did you do after you and my brother went out?"

    Chang Qing: "...Nothing, don't ask children."

    Lu Hua said: "My brother has always been unhappy when he came here. Now you look at him and he seems to be in a good mood."

    Chang Qing reached out and grabbed her ear, "He told you to pretend to have a stomachache?"

    Lu Hua cried out, showing an innocent expression, "No, not really, I really have a stomachache."

    Chang Qing let go of his hands and did not pursue further investigations. At this time, Lu Zhen brought him a large peeled orange.

    Chang Qing lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, but before he moved, Lu Hua took the orange in Lu Zhen's hand and smiled sweetly: "Thank you brother."

    Lu Zhen: "Not for you."

    Lu Hua paused, "Not for me?"

    She nodded, "Oh, it's for Qingqing, right?"

    She laughed, divided another half of the oranges, and sent them to Changqing's mouth.

    Chang Qing paused, unable to refuse, opened his mouth and bit the orange in his mouth.

    He caught a glimpse of Lu Zhen's face from the corner of his eye, and saw him looking at him, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, his eyes full of hints.

    Chang Qing: “…”

    He looked at Lu Zhen like this, his face was hot, and a sentence popped up in his mind: He is so coquettish.