The God-sent Koi of Quick Transmigration

Those hands wandered on his muscular back.

That hand is obviously a man's hand, but it makes people feel extremely soft and boneless, with a strength that cannot be ignored, whether it is light or heavy, it is just right and comfortable.

Soft, delicate and slippery.

It seems that every sliding of the fingertips and rubbing of the palms can bring a different kind of temptation.

The scent of essential oils floats in the warm air, which is the fragrance of plants and trees, and it is refreshing that will not make people smell tired.

The ticking clock is ticking every minute.

In such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Chen Su closed his eyes, let his mind go blank, and felt a relaxation that he hadn't felt in a long time.

He fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but it was the warm breath of Xihe's sun shining on the glass, and it was the softness after the light was blocked by the curtains.

Smelling the faint smell of grass and trees at the tip of his nose, Chen Su's brain gradually became clear.

It's been a long time since I slept outside so defenselessly.

The next moment, the man's black, bright and solitary eyes opened like the eyes of an eagle, without the slightest laziness and haziness of ordinary people when they first wake up.

The pair of bladed eyes quietly swept across the room, but they landed in one place and froze.

The curtains there were half opened, and the warm sunlight came in. This thin young man was sitting on the exquisite single sofa, his fair skin shone softly and brightly under the halo.

The hair is slightly curly, the eyelashes are long, and in the bright and blurred interface, it turns into a soft light brown, like milk chocolate, sweet and greasy, but I want to eat more.

He was flipping through a book in his hand, surrounded by a quiet space, as if to isolate people from it.

At this moment, Chen Su told himself that maybe he found the medicine for his illness.

It was him, this young man, Ning Zeqing.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Bai Jinmo, who just raised his head, met a pair of dark eyes. He didn't feel at all uncomfortable being stared at. Instead, he naturally put down the book in his hand, walked briskly and silently to the man, and asked softly: "What do you need?" Shall I help Mr. get up?"

After all, many people feel soft and weak after a massage.

Looking at the young man's soft and harmless smile, it seemed that through this smile he could see the vast ocean and the flowers blooming everywhere. For some reason, Chen Su said "yes" again.

Today, he has said "yes" four times.

There was a faint fragrance on the young man's body. I couldn't tell what it was, but it made people feel very comfortable.

Chen Su was actually strong, but at this moment he was tired.

The 1.9 meter tall man handed half of his body to the slender young man, feeling the naughty hair of the other side sliding over his chest, and watching the other side's tender hands resting on his strong arms.

The collision of bronze and ivory is a novel experience.

This is his medicine, a clean, weak medicine.

"How long have I slept?"

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, but in this dark and hazy room, it carried a different color.

Bai Jinmo took off the clothes hanging on the hanger and handed them to Chen Su, and replied, "Two ten minutes."

Seeing Chen Su put on his clothes, Bai Jinmo took a step back and opened the distance between the two, "Now, sir, how do you feel?"

Chen Su looked up at the young man, and said calmly, "Very good."

After all, Chen Su was a person who served in the army. He dressed and tidied up his clothes very quickly, and he returned to his original appearance in less than 3 minutes.

After sending the person to the door of the VIP room, Bai Jinmo leaned slightly, "Sir, go slowly."

"Ah."

The man just responded lightly, and left without looking back.

Seeing the back of the man disappear, Bai Jinmo's expression changed.

From the original softness and gentleness to bewildering meditation.

During the massage just now, he felt the familiar soul fluctuations on Chen Su's body.

That's what Jiang Cheng has.

In three thousand worlds, there will never be two people with the same soul wave.

That is to say, everyone's soul fluctuation will be unique.

So, who are Jiang Cheng and Chen Su?

Bai Jinmo smiled playfully.

This trip to the lower realms due to cultivation of the mind is probably going to be interesting.

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