Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 270 Family and Country in Dire Straits (40)

Just look at those fair wrists now, covered in red marks, and he can hardly control the desire in his heart.

The desire for the person before him had reached its peak.

The desires in his heart were like an insatiable demon, making him want to lock the person in front of him at all times.

Day and night.

It's better if we can't live without each other.

But he couldn't bear to part with it.

Eagles are meant to soar through the sky.

Once you miss an opportunity, you can't have it again.

Since the gentleman wants the dawn to break, he will naturally lend him a hand.

He came here for the sake of the gentleman.

His, sir.

His, A-Tang.

His handprint.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu lowered his eyes, suppressing the gloom in them, and placed a kiss on the young man's wrist.

Extremely gentle.

Like petals falling, so lightly that Gu Yao almost didn't notice.

He couldn't help but pull his hand away, but it didn't budge an inch.

Yan Yu did nothing more, but simply reached out and stroked the back of Gu Yao's hand, holding that jade-like hand in both of his, as if he were holding some precious treasure.

But the action was forceful, tightly gripping Gu Yao's hand in her palm, yet a gentle and harmless smile appeared on her beautiful face.

“Sir, you should have been more stern with me, otherwise…”

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll lose you again.

I don't know when I did something wrong, but my husband didn't even give me a chance to make amends before he just disappeared.

He was really scared.

Corpses lay strewn across the ground beneath the city walls.

His palms were soaked in sticky blood, his clothes were crimson, and there were arrows everywhere...

The dream is bizarre.

However, he experienced Bu Shaoluan's life intermittently over two years of dreams.

So true.

It felt so real that he dared not easily dismiss it as a dream.

On the night before he arrived in Shanghai, he had his last dream in northern Shanxi.

“Ji Chu, my name is Gu Yao, Duke of Cheng, from the Gu family… Gu, Yao.”

The handsome young man's face was stained with blood, and his hand slid down his palm.

He will never forget that feeling of his heart suffocating.

In that instant, he knew for certain that he was "Bu Shaoluan".

It was this last dream that made Yan Yu certain of one thing.

The handprint in his dream was the same person as his husband.

Perhaps this is the destiny that God gave them.

Our karmic connection from our past lives wasn't severed, which is why we've been reunited in this one.

Therefore, he would never allow anyone to harm his husband.

Gu Yao was puzzled, wondering what Yan Yu was thinking.

He was just feeling a slight itch on his hand and wanted to pull it back, so why did the little brat make that face?

Why am I so sad?

It made it seem like he had done something utterly heinous.

Do you like his hands that much?

Gu Yao sighed, looking at the person squatting in front of him with a pitiful and aggrieved expression, like a clingy little dog, and stuffed his hands into Yan Yu's palms.

Yan Yu snapped out of his daze and stared blankly at the hand that had been placed in his palm.

Gu Yao knew he had been too lenient. He took a deep breath and turned his head away. "Don't you like this hand? It's not that I don't want you to hold it, it's just that you were a little itchy just now, so don't look so upset."

He will be sad too.

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, and only realized what Gu Yao meant after listening to a long explanation.

What a beautiful misunderstanding!

The puppy tugged at its owner's hand, licked its palm with the tip of its tongue, and rubbed its fluffy head against its owner's palm, begging for the privilege of sleeping with its owner that night.

He demonstrated through his actions that he would never leave any of his body hair on the bed.

The owner originally intended to discipline his beloved dog, but seeing its adorable and pleading appearance, he tacitly allowed his dog to get on the bed.

Gu Yao nestled in the arms of his enormous Alaskan Malamute and rubbed against the fur on the dog's neck.

In return, he allowed the dog to stick to him, lick his neck, and cause trouble on him.

Dogs can be a little clingy, that's fine.

***

When Gu Yao walked out of the station, Chen Lian and Xiao Jiu were already waiting for him outside.

Seeing Yan Yu and Gu Yao walking side by side, chatting and laughing, Chen Lian's face darkened.

Gu Yao didn't mention that anyone else came back with him.

Yan Yu looked at the blond-haired child, his originally gentle eyes turning cold.

He hasn't forgotten this child.

Sir's...brother?

Ah.

Xiao Jiu was very happy to see Gu Yao and went up to hug her host.

Being separated from one's host is just too painful.

I live in constant fear.

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Yao's physical condition was normal, he really wouldn't have been able to resist going to Shanghai.

Oh, that's not exactly normal either.

For two days, I experienced a spike in adrenaline and an irregular heartbeat.

In short, it means: excited.

Now we've found the answer.

Xiao Jiu was too fast; Yan Yu didn't even have time to stop him.

Then I watched as the little brat jumped into his husband's arms.

The man even patted his head.

She still smiled so gently.

So angry.

Although he knew that this was Gu Yao's adopted younger brother.

But I'm still very angry.

"Brother Yao, you're finally back! I missed you so much."

"Isn't he back now?"

Xiao Jiu nodded.

Now I can rest assured.

Chen Lian did not step forward, but merely observed the young man from two steps away.

Yan Yu naturally sensed the scrutiny and examination from the person in front of him.

It won't make you lose weight just by looking at it.

He didn't want to give his attention to anyone unrelated.

Chen Lian, who had been completely ignored: "..."

After comforting Xiao Jiu, Gu Yao looked up at Chen Lian and smiled slightly, "Uncle Chen."

Chen Lian turned his gaze away from Yan Yu, looked at Gu Yao, and nodded. "Was it all right this time?"

"It went quite smoothly. The Xu family is very powerful in Shanghai, and no one dares to easily trace them."

Seeing that Gu Yao made no attempt to avoid Yan Yu, Chen Lian understood his meaning.

She sighed and glanced at Yan Yu.

"Thank you, Commander Yan, for bringing A Yao back."

Upon hearing Chen Lian speak, Yan Yu turned his head to look at him, a nonchalant and frivolous smile on his lips. "Sir is my sir, so naturally I have to protect him."

Gu Yao raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

This statement is ambiguous.

What does it mean to say "My teacher is my teacher"?

Chen Lian's expression darkened, and his gaze towards Yan Yu became somewhat unfriendly. "What does Commander Yan mean by this?"

Yan Yu didn't back down either, slightly raising his eyelids and a smile playing on his lips, "What does Mr. Chen mean by that?"

Seeing Chen Lian's face grow even uglier, Gu Yao lightly pinched Yan Yu's waist, trying to squeeze some soft flesh as a warning to Yan Yu to restrain himself.

But it didn't twist.

Too hard.

On the contrary, Yan Yu was originally prepared to confront Chen Lian head-on, but his own husband tickled him...?

The whole section collapsed.

He tilted his head in confusion.

Gu Yao touched the tip of his nose and withdrew his hand somewhat guiltily.

"Uncle Chen is the one who raised me, so you should restrain yourself."