The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Xiaopang, who had been peeping silently, came out with a sigh, and said earnestly, "Boss, just when you disliked Mr. Ghost King, our progress bar has increased by 5%!"

With a bitter face, Jiang Meng hummed softly: "I didn't... I didn't dislike him."

Ji Xiaopang smiled and comforted him: "Boss, don't worry, it's only natural that you don't like being haunted by a ghost, and this is also your duty as a little villain!"

Jiang Meng let out a sullen "Hmm".

In fact, when the ghost king appeared beside him, he had an indescribable feeling, that feeling was a little familiar, even a strange intimacy.

But as soon as this idea came up, Jiang Meng sternly denied it. In this world, as a little ghost hunter, how could he get involved with a ghost?What's more, he is still No.1 in the ghost world.

When Jiang Meng came out of the shower, the black coal ball wanted to comfort the little master who had been neglected by him, but when it was about to land on the other's shoulder, it smelled a sinister smell.

The smell was very faint, but it was extremely deterrent. The black coal ball braked the car abruptly in the air, turned half a circle on the spot, and flew back to Qiu Zhe's side in a gloomy manner.

"Doudou's skin is really fair," Qiu Zhe found a hair dryer from the cabinet and handed it to Jiang Meng, "Do you want me to blow it for you?"

Jiang Meng shook her head, sat in front of the mirror and began to "buzz" her hair.

During the period, he vaguely heard Qiu Zhe answering the phone. On the phone, he called the other party "Binhe" in an indescribably gentle tone.

Jiang Meng stopped the hair dryer, and Ji Xiaopang reminded him: "Boss, do you still remember You Binhe?"

Jiang Meng thought for a while, then turned her head to look at Qiu Zhe, "Is that the big scumbag who dumped him?"

Ji Xiaopang nodded and said in a low voice: "Since you and Qiu Zhe have such a good relationship now, Boss, I suggest you persuade him, but you must pay attention to your wording. People in love are blind, and they don't want to hear bad things about their lover." .”

Jiang Meng hesitated for a while, and didn't know how to speak. After hesitating for a while, she asked slowly, "Brother Qiuzhe, are you married?"

Qiu Zhe was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a smile. Although he didn't answer Jiang Meng's question directly, it could be seen from his gentle eyebrows that he liked You Binhe, that scumbag.

Jiang Meng sighed silently in her heart, pretending to be very interested and asked, "Then——brother Qiu Zhe has someone he likes?"

Qiu Zhe looked at Jiang Meng's ignorant and cute face, he didn't like to mention his personal affairs with others, but he let go: "Yes, someone I like very much."

Jiang Meng knew it was over as soon as she heard it, Qiu Zhe was completely in it!

Qiu Zhe came over and rubbed Jiang Meng's hairy little head: "Why are you in a daze?"

Jiang Meng hurriedly shook her head, and asked tentatively, "Then what kind of person is the person you like...?"

Qiu Zhe thought for a while, and a sweet smile appeared on his face again: "He is a very sunny person, and he is always very positive about life."

This evaluation is really not an official one!

Jiang Meng pursed her lips, intending to insinuate in a roundabout way of chatting: "Then does he have any shortcomings? For example, the common problem that most men have...Sexy or something?"

Qiu Zhe was amused by Jiang Meng's serious appearance. He looked at Jiang Meng and asked half-jokingly, "You know a lot at such a young age. Has Doudou already considered finding a life partner for himself?"

Jiang Meng nodded seriously, with a serious expression on her face comparable to that of a national leader: "Yes, I plan to find myself a loyal and considerate lover who can't always be sweet-talking, and will never deceive me or hurt me... ..."

Jiang Meng didn't continue talking, because he saw that Qiu Zhe was already grinning from ear to ear, and he couldn't hear the deep meaning in his words at all!

This protagonist Shou is really obsessed with obsession, and he will never turn back on the road of being scumbags!

Jiang Meng was indignant in her heart, and planned to make a final struggle: "Brother Qiuzhe, don't take it seriously, you are so simple and kind, you are likely to be bullied by a scumbag!"

Looking at Jiang Meng's seriousness, Qiu Zhe finally held back his smile: "I know that Doudou is for my own good, I will remember what you said, and I will pay attention to whether he goes out to play tricks."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Zhe's phone rang again. He patted Jiang Meng's shoulder, and walked to the balcony to talk on the phone.

Jiang Meng felt a little frustrated. He looked at Ji Xiaopang who was gloating at his misfortune, and asked, "Do you think Qiu Zhe really listened to my words?"

Ji Xiaopang spread his wings as if helpless: "Obviously not."

Jiang Meng was not happy, and sat down dejectedly: "But You Binhe is doing it for his money and influence! When You Binhe succeeds in ascending the position, he will kick Qiu Zhe, and it will be Qiu Zhe who will be hurt! "

Ji Xiaopang said that I was also very helpless: "Boss, there are bad and good things about meeting scumbags. The downside is that he will feel overwhelmed with pain and waste his time and energy, but the upside is that he will gain a lot of wisdom from the pitfalls." Think about it, there are some things in life that you have to experience yourself. If you hit a wall and suffer a loss, he will be able to have a sharp eye in the future, and he will no longer be deceived so easily."

Looking at Qiu Zhe's back, Jiang Meng had no choice but to let him go.

……

In the evening, Jiang Meng finally ate a sumptuous meal at Qiu's house. There were dishes from various cuisines, and one tasted it and knew it was from the chef.

Jiang Meng was hungry outside for a long time, and almost devoured several bowls of rice. If Qiu Zhe hadn't been blocking him all the time, Jiang Meng would have eaten herself up.

"Doudou, did you have nothing to eat with your master before?" Qiu Zhe chatted with Jiang Meng while eating.

With half of the chicken wings still in her mouth, Jiang Meng replied grumblingly: "My master is actually quite miserable. Black coal balls are rarely willing to cooperate with him in hunting ghosts, so his business ability is extremely poor, and he often doesn't even have a meal. He has to eat. He doesn’t even have to eat, so there’s no room for me.”

Qiu Zhe felt distressed when he heard it. He turned his head and stroked the tail hair of the black coal ball, and commented: "You are really a wayward bird."

Hei Liqiu raised his head from his rice bowl and let out a dissatisfied "chirp".

……

In the evening, Father Qiu and Qian Yidui's parents still didn't come back. Hearing that they were having fun in the city, they directly found a hotel to stay.

And Qiu Zichen, a standard rich man, naturally didn't have the reason to go home for dinner on time. After his lavish nightlife was over, it was already early in the morning, and he was sent back drunk.

Jiang Meng was arranged in a guest room on the third floor. Although it was not as luxurious as Qiu Zhe's room, it was comfortable enough. He fell into the pillow and fell asleep after lying down for a while.

He just fell asleep for a while when he was woken up by a rustling sound.

It sounded like someone was using a key to open the door, but it couldn't be opened no matter what.

Jiang Meng sat up in a daze, and the black coal ball was still dedicated to her work. At night, she escaped from her obsession with beauty, and now she obediently slept beside Jiang Meng.

The strange sound continued, and Jiang Meng was a little scared. He gently shook the body of the black coal ball, trying to wake it up: "The black coal ball, it seems that a ghost is about to come in..."

The black briquette was a little unhappy to be woken up. It opened its eyelids and glanced at Jiang Meng, then flew up and looked around the room. It didn't seem to find any ghost smell, so it fell down and continued to sleep soundly.

Jiang Meng wondered, if it's not a ghost, could it be a human?

He turned on all the lights in the room, his heart was still beating in panic, he tiptoed out of bed, and put his ear on the door panel again: "Who... who is it?"

The person outside the door was breathing heavily and didn't speak, just persistently opened the door with his key.

Jiang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, breathing meant that it was not a ghost, but a member of the Qiu family.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, Qiu Zichen, who smelled of alcohol, fell down, making Jiang Meng almost out of breath.

With a strong effort, he pushed the drunk man onto the door frame again: "Uh...Qiu Zichen! What kind of drunken madness are you playing!"

Qiu Zichen was obviously drunk, he wobbled and stood by the door, his red eyes were blurred: "...Who are you? Why are you sleeping in my bed? I won't let you sleep!"

Jiang Meng stared at him, not intending to entangle too much with a drunk who was unconscious, he wanted to go down and ask someone to take this young master away, but Qiu Zichen pulled him back as soon as he went out: "Sleep!" Want to run after getting off my bed? Hmph, did you pay me?!"

Jiang Meng's wrist was so painful that when he was about to struggle, he saw Qiu Zichen's face twisted suddenly, and he let go of Jiang Meng's hand suddenly, as if someone was pinching his neck Also can't speak anymore.

Jiang Meng took a step back in fright, only feeling a cool chill spread around him, and he quickly realized that it was the ghost king who had arrived.

Qiu Zichen's face turned red due to lack of oxygen, and he held his neck tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to pull that invisible hand away, but he was just a mortal, a mortal with an alcoholic mind, his Resistance can't shake the strength of the ghost king at all.

Seeing that Qiu Zichen's feet were off the ground, Jiang Meng was afraid that the ghost king would really strangle him to death, so she hurriedly stopped him: "Master ghost king, don't—"

With a "bang", Qiu Zichen fell to the ground, clutching his chest and coughing in pain, before he could see who the person who dared to bully him was, he was picked up from the ground like He was thrown out of Jiang Meng's room like trash.

Qiu Zichen's landing posture was a little awkward, the back of his head hit the ground with a "boom", and he passed out straight away.

Jiang Meng: "...well."

The housekeeper, Chen Bo, came upstairs when he heard the sound, and was startled when he saw his young master lying so straight on the ground: "This is... what's wrong?!"

Jiang Meng was stunned for a moment, and then said a lie with a guilty conscience: "Qiu Zichen drank too much, just now he kept opening the door of my room with the key, and when I came out, he lay on the ground and passed out drunk."

Qiu Zhe was also woken up, and came up from the second floor in his coat, and raised his eyebrows when he smelled Qiu Zichen's body smelling of alcohol: "My brother went out to socialize again today, he must drink too much when he drinks, don't go around Strange."

Jiang Meng hurriedly waved her hand: "No wonder, no wonder."

Qiu Zichen fainted, Chen Bo and Qiu Zhe took great effort to lift him up from the ground, and then staggered all the way back to his room.

Finally calmed down again, Jiang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, went back to her room, and locked the door again.

Ji Xiaopang poked his head out from under the quilt, squinted his eyes and asked, "Boss... what are you doing so much without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Meng ignored him, but called out to the empty room: "Lord Ghost King?"

Ji Xiaopang was a little confused, and checked with the system: "Boss, what are you doing, Lord Ghost King has never been here!"

Jiang Meng's body froze, and her voice raised a little: "Don't talk nonsense, he was the one who helped me throw Qiu Zichen out just now!"

Seeing that Jiang Meng didn't believe it, Ji Xiaopang showed him the display screen: "Here, there is no record of the ghost king appearing here in the plot line that has happened!"

Jiang Meng choked for a moment, and still spoke to the ghost king with her mind: "Master ghost king, are you still here?"

Lord Ghost King, who likes "killing from behind", didn't speak, as if he was really not here.

But Jiang Meng just had a strange premonition, he felt that the ghost king must still be here, and he also used some method of hiding himself so that Ji Xiaopang's system could not detect it.

But he is clearly here, why is he unwilling to speak?

Jiang Meng suddenly remembered what the ghost king said in the bathroom, and the earlobe that he had pinched felt a little hot.

Could it be that he was angry?

There was a dead silence all around, Jiang Meng waited for a long time but did not see the Ghost King answering him, his eyes that were originally open because of his preoccupation gradually closed.

The five senses were a little fuzzy, Jiang Meng yawned a little, and fell asleep completely.

A needle can be heard quietly in the room, and an unknown air current is quietly surging in the air, converging into the shape of a person in the darkness.

The ghost king walked slowly to Jiang Meng's bed. He stared deeply at the sleeping person on the bed, his water-red eyes were like two clusters of swaying flames.

Jiang Meng's breathing became longer, and he whimpered unconsciously, his voice was thin and small, like a kitten whose belly was being scratched, comfortable and satisfied.

The ghost king closed his eyes, as if he was forcibly suppressing some strong desire.

There was another surge of air in the air, and the ghost king lay sideways beside Jiang Meng, lazily supporting his head with his arms, and carefully scrutinized the other's sleeping face.

Once Jiang Meng fell into a deep sleep, he was defenseless, like a heartless child who was not easily woken up, his eyes were gently closed, the tip of his nose moved from time to time, and his lips seemed to be sucking He murmured like something.

The corners of Ghost King's lips were slightly raised. He stretched out his hand and poked a small hole in Jiang Meng's fleshy cheek with his fingers: "My baby."

Originally, Jiang Meng couldn't keep her mouth shut when she was sleeping, but after being poked by the ghost king, a trace of glistening saliva flowed out, making her look even more stupid.

The ghost king laughed softly. He bent down and licked the corners of Jiang Meng's lips with his tongue. The sweet body fluid moistened the lips of the two of them, making such a simple touch seem extremely intimate.

The ghost king sighed softly, as if giving up some futile struggle, he lifted Jiang Meng's chin slightly, and kissed it tenderly.

The soft lips of the two touched, and the warm breath in Jiang Meng's mouth was cooled by the ghost king. A small hum came from his throat, and he opened his mouth eagerly, and then curled it with his hot little tongue. The teeth of the ghost king.

That action was not mixed with any restlessness or lust at all, on the contrary, it seemed to be licking some delicious food in the world.

The ghost king's Adam's apple rolled a few times in succession. Although he wanted to continue, he still kept the distance between the two of them restrained. He just rubbed the corner of Jiang Meng's wet lips with his fingertips, and said softly: "I miss you so much, baby."

Jiang Meng still didn't wake up, sleeping innocently.

He just dreamed that he was eating popsicles in his sleep. It was cool and sweet, and it didn't taste bad.

The King of Ghosts watched Jiang Meng smacking his small mouth eagerly, and pinched his face angrily: "I just know how to eat."

Jiang Meng turned over with a "hum hum", wrapping her hands and feet around Lord Ghost King like an octopus.

The ghost king's body froze, worried that Jiang Meng would not be able to bear the cold on his body, so he temporarily withdrew the power of the soul orb in his body, and then hugged him into his arms.

He has been waiting for this hug for too long.