(Quick Transmigration) Meat Eating Journey

Western Court‧Cold Brother (1-2)

Chapter 1

「Ah... brother...」

After moaning as if dying, the figure rising and falling on the bed suddenly stopped.

As soon as Ye Xuan woke up from the discomfort after time traveling, she felt a strong stream of heat shoot into her uterus.

In her field of vision was a naked man.

The black hair on his forehead fell, slightly covering his astonishingly emerald green eyes.

Sweat continued to slide down his honey-colored skin, flowing over his slender neck, firm chest, and flat belly...

Ye Xuan's eyes couldn't help lingering on his exquisitely shaped navel for a moment and then followed the drop of sweat down to his tightly knit crotch.

Although her brain is still in a shutdown state, the memories and emotions of the original owner have been pouring in continuously.

Ye Xuan subconsciously called out: 「Brother...」

The man raised his face from her expressionlessly, his eyes were calm and unwavering, and only the slight shortness of breath could prove that he had just gone through an intense sexual affair.

After his meat stick softened but still thick, it was pulled out from Ye Xuan's flower hole, and with a soft puchi sound, a large amount of semen mixed with lewd water flowed out.

Ye Xuan only felt a convulsive itching in her flower acupoint, she couldn't help moaning softly and covered her mouth reflexively.

The man turned his back to her and was reaching for the silk cloth beside the bed.

He paused for a moment, and the next moment, the movements in his hands were still orderly.

Ye Xuan supported her exhausted body to get up. Against the candlelight in the room, her naked body became more and more straight.

He grabbed the silk towel and wiped his crotch casually, and began to pick up the scattered clothes.

First is the white silk shirt, which is different from the shirts full of embroidery and patterns that men in the empire love.

It was a simple and clean dress, buttoned all the way to the Adam's apple.

The black military uniform was neat and solemn, with only silver tassels hanging from the shoulders and collar.

At the neckline is an emerald gemstone inlaid with a silver edge. The long sword and the scepter complement each other, like a cold and heavy sky.

He girded his belt and put on his cloak.

A row of shiny silver buttons on the cloak glowed faintly under the candlelight.

「Brother, are you leaving?」

The man turned his head slightly, and the girl was sitting on the huge bed, like a pure white rose blooming from the embroidered mattress, her graceful and smooth body could be seen clearly under the light.

On the porcelain-like skin, there were bruised and purple fingerprints and red hickeys.

Such a beautiful scene, but the man just hummed indifferently, and turned his body without hesitation.

He picked up the sword, his white-gloved fingers were long and strong.

The black riding boots tapped lightly on the floor. Seeing that the man was about to leave, the girl couldn't help but blurt out: 「Brother, I'll wait for you.」