Life Winner Cultivation System [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Jingxing felt as if he was sick.

Ever since "Fu Zhixiu" lost his temper and ran away, he came back with the same temper, the same appearance, and the same mental fluctuations, but he just felt a little strange.

It shouldn't.

he thinks.

"Fu Zhixiu" still likes to jump on his head arrogantly, and will grab his hand angrily after being caught by him; "Fu Zhixiu" still likes to eat small dried fish, snacks, and all delicious things Something; "Fu Zhixiu" still likes to play with mechas, and when he sees mechas, he will stop and stand aside to watch, and sometimes he is eager to try...

The only difference is that "Fu Zhixiu" will never ask him to do something that makes him feel ashamed, or after he hesitates or even weakly refuses, Fu Zhixiu will give up immediately.

This should have given him a sigh of relief.

Thinking this way, Fang Jingxing looked at the explosion-proof device in his hand for heat preservation, and after a moment of silence, he put it down.

"General, the dried fish for Mr. Xiu is ready." A servant handed him a plate of dried fish. Seeing that he was not moving, he reached for the explosion-proof device beside him.

When the servant's hand was about to touch it, Fang Jingxing suddenly said, "There's no need for a condom, you can go to Star Express to buy a thermal ball, that will work better."

The servant smiled, "Yes. The general is really kind to Master Xiu."

Fang Jingxing was in a daze for a moment, remembering that "Fu Zhixiu" was playing games with his tail flicking bored back then, when he heard someone say that, his naked eyes turned around him, the big and innocent cat pupils narrowed, his mouth echoed, but It made him stiffen instantly, and there was a slight heat behind his ears.

"Meow--"

As if responding to his thoughts, there was a soft meowing sound immediately beside him.

The servant backed away tactfully.

"Fu Zhixiu" soon turned into a man, and appeared in front of him naked, and tried to take off Fang Jingxing's robe with a firm attitude, but Fang Jingxing dodged it.

It was just a single movement, and Fang Jingxing was frightened by his own actions. He didn't know whether he was afraid or expecting something, and he quickly raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhixiu, who was half a head shorter than him.

"Fu Zhixiu" seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, or he was completely attracted by Xiao Yugan, and he didn't care about his resistance, and just said, "Didn't you let me wear clothes! Now I want to wear clothes." Why are you still hiding!"

Fang Jingxing didn't even blink his eyes, he looked at him straight in the eye, fumbled with his hands to take off his coat and handed it to him.

"Fu Zhixiu" put it on angrily, and continued to eat the dried fish.

Fang Jingxing didn't know what he was waiting for, and finally when "Fu Zhixiu" was about to finish eating, he blurted out a sentence, "... won't you hit me?"

"Huh?" "Fu Zhixiu" had a mouthful of food and ignored him.

"Aren't you going to hit me?" Fang Jingxing amplified his voice and asked again.

"Fu Zhixiu" gave him a weird look, not understanding the meaning of his words, "Why, aren't you happy if I don't hit you?" He then raised his hand impatiently and casually hit him on the shoulder. For a moment, "Are you happy now?"

Fang Jingxing only felt that the beating heart in his chest gradually slowed down and cooled down under Fu Zhixiu's strange eyes. It seemed that his feet had stepped into a puddle of water and fell straight down. None of the items.

"It's not...it's not like this..."

His voice was so soft that "Fu Zhixiu" couldn't hear clearly. Impatiently, he licked his finger that had a little bit of snack aroma after eating the whitebait, and he simply turned back into a cat and went back upstairs.

Fang Jingxing didn't seem to notice anything, and kept repeating a sentence, "It's not...it's not like this..."

After speaking, his voice became hoarse, and the trembling meaning in it became stronger. His body seemed to be suppressed by some invisible thing, and he gradually hunched down unbearably, until he knelt on the ground, and then rolled up his body , buried his head with his arms, and completely isolated himself from this world.

After a long time, he stood up suddenly, and ran up to the second floor in three steps at a time. While running, he pulled his clothes. The clothes he took off were everywhere on the stairs, and some were even torn.The door was pushed open suddenly, and Fang Jingxing was completely naked. When Fu Zhixiu looked up, he was standing at the door panting. He didn't care whether the door was closed or whether the servant who heard the sound would notice, "Bang" Kneeling on the ground, making a toothache sound.

"Hit me," he said.

"Fu Zhixiu" was annoyed at his interruption, and didn't understand why he did it, so he got up angrily, "I don't want to hit people now!"

"Hit me!" he growled.

Fang Jingxing's face was bloodshot, his eyes were full of hostility as he knelt on the ground, and his body was subtly aggressive. Even though there was not a drop of blood on his body, "Fu Zhixiu" seemed to see his bloody appearance.

Once Fang Jingxing, who had been fighting on the interstellar battlefield for many years, gave up restraint, the thick bloody aura all over his body was instantly released, making "Fu Zhixiu" forget that his ability was stronger than him, and after a moment of daze, he actually went over and hit him.

"It's not like this!" Fang Jingxing shouted.

"That's what you say!" "Fu Zhixiu" was a little aggrieved.

Fang Jingxing's chest heaved violently, the breath coming out of his nose seemed to be full of hostility, and his mind was full of one sentence - that's not the case.

But finally turned around and slammed the door and left.

-

"What are you doing here?"

Fang Jingxing sat in the study room correcting the documents, and found that the door of the study room was opened. Fang Jingxing, who knew that the servants were afraid to enter his office, could guess that it was "Fu Zhixiu" even if he didn't raise his head, and asked without raising his head.

The visitor didn't speak, and approached him lightly.

"Go out." He said impatiently, "If you want to eat, find a servant."

There was a slight pause in the footsteps, and then they approached him again, and they were already in front of him in an instant.

Fang Jingxing finally put down his pen and looked up at him, the irritability in his eyes was almost overflowing, "Don't you have long ears? I'll let you...!"

Before he could finish his words, his head was pressed hard on the desk by a sudden hand, and above his head was Fu Zhixiu's usual soft and lazy voice, "Fuck you. Who are you letting out? Huh?"

Fang Jingxing's pupils shrank suddenly, he wanted to free the hand but stopped before moving, his eyes looked upwards vigorously.

There was a faint chuckle from above his head, and he was pulled up by the hair on the back of his head, so that his eyes could clearly see the person coming.

"See clearly? Who am I?"

After Fang Jingxing saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly became hot, and a mist rose quickly, covering his sight. He blinked vigorously trying to blink away the things that interfered with his vision, but the hateful mist continued to rise again. Faster than he blinked, the eye sockets soon couldn't hold them, and the hot liquid rushed out of the eye sockets.

His lips trembled violently, and after a long time of hard work in his swollen throat, he made a small voice, "Master."

Fu Zhixiu was startled by his tears, and let go of the restraint on him.

Fang Jingxing supported his body with weak legs, staggered around the desk and knelt straight in front of him, his eyes were not willing to move away for a moment during the process.

Fu Zhixiu laughed, "You are kneeling happily now. Could it be that you are sick? If you are sick, the master will worry about you." He kicked the person in front of him while talking worried, "I don't like you The way you're wearing clothes."

When Fang Jingxing heard the words, he immediately began to roughly tear off his clothes, and his body was left with red marks because of it, as if he regarded his words as an imperial decree.

Fu Zhixiu enjoyed the feast of his eyes with great interest, stretched out his hand to pinch the muscles on his body, and suddenly rolled his eyes, "Jing Xing, turn around and lie down, I want to fuck you."

Fang Jingxing shook his head silently, his Adam's apple kept shaking up and down, as if he was enduring something.

Fu Zhixiu, who couldn't stand the refusal, was about to get angry when Fang Jing, who was kneeling, made a move. He moved his buttocks back and sat on the ground, his slender and straight legs were bent and spread widely, and he held his ankles on both sides with his hands.

From the beginning to the end, he was watching Fu Zhixiu.

He heard himself asking in a hoarse voice that was almost inaudible: "Master, is it okay to come from the front? I want to keep looking at Master."

Fu Zhixiu stretched his brows and eyes, leaned closer to him, filled his body with his own breath, stretched his fingers to a shy and trembling part, and poked in slightly, "I agree with your plea."

Fang Jingxing endured the feeling that his private parts were being violated and looked obsessively at the person in front of him, "Master, do you still remember what you said earlier? Can you say it again."

Fu Zhixiu was startled slightly, then smiled, "Jing Xing, I am your companion beast, we will always be together."

"we will be together forever."

-

"It's seven o'clock startime."

The electronic voice belonging to the personal housekeeper sounded, and Fang Jingxing, who was in his sleep, suddenly woke up. Before he could open his eyes, his hand had already stretched out to the right side of the bed where Fu Zhixiu used to sleep often.

icy.

Fang Jingxing lay flat on the bed, his body was wet, his eyes were blankly looking at a certain point in the sky, he was clearly in a room with a constant temperature, but it seemed extremely cold, his tall body gradually curled up, and he stretched out his hands if it wasn't enough Hug yourself, hold tight.

This is not the first time he has dreamed about Fu Zhixiu.

Every time, Fu Zhixiu in the dream would say those seven words gently, perfunctorily, or jokingly——

"we will be together forever".

he murmured.

After a moment, he said again, "Liar."

The room was empty, except for the suspended electronic butler, and him curled up in the cold, there was nothing.