The Owner of the Village Raised the Bamboo Horse as His Wife

Copywriting Wen Zhiyuan traveled through time, but he did so with his own game system. Before time travel, his game profession was Yuyin. After time travel, he became the young master of Yuyin Pavilion. It sounds like he is going to become a certain male protagonist and start a genius counterattack. ​But he is still a baby. A babbling baby who can only lie down and is not in good health. So Wen Zhiyuan watched helplessly as his mother sent him to stay at a friend's house temporarily, and he slept in the same crib with Fu Linque, the young owner of Linghe Villa. He began to sleep with his face covered in saliva when he opened his eyes every day, and was held hand in hand to sleep together even though it was difficult to turn over. When he was one year old, they were at a banquet to capture Zhou. Wen Zhiyuan captured Yudi and Fu Linque captured him. At the age of three, Wen Zhiyuan began to learn to dress himself, and Fu Linque began to learn to tie his hair. At the age of five, the two were ordered by their parents to live in two separate rooms, but Fu Linque climbed through the window and climbed onto Wen Zhiyuan's bed every night. At the age of eight, the two began to practice calligraphy and painting. Wen Zhiyuan worked hard to correct his typos (simplified Chinese characters) every day, and Fu Linque carefully copied him every day. At the age of eleven, Wen Zhiyuan was about to be taken home. Fu Linque, this cool boy, cried for an entire hour for the first time. Wen Zhiyuan had no choice but to kiss him on the cheek like he did when he was a child before leaving. At the age of sixteen, Wen Zhiyuan got permission from his elders to go out and explore the world. He met his little bamboo horse again. Fu Linque is tall and tall, tall and graceful. Dressed in white, he looks like a banished immortal descending to earth. Everyone in the Wulin said that the young pavilion master of Yuyin Pavilion and the young master of Linghe Villa have two completely different beauties. One is the lively and bright worldly wealth, and the other is the pure and tranquil ink painting. But in the private room invisible to everyone, Fu Linque, who usually seemed cold and cold, would press Wen Zhiyuan against the bed to cover him tightly, and possessively robbed the breath from his mouth little by little. "Is the white girl in today's martial arts competition as good-looking? Is it worth keeping your eyes on her for more than three seconds?" Wen Zhiyuan, who was dizzy from being kissed: Who is the girl named Bai? PS: The author cuts his own leg meat products, and the owner's sect and so on are all set in ancient times (づ-3-)づ Purpose: live a good life