Male God Transformation Project [Rebirth]

Ling Zimo looked around, and sure enough, on the sofa not far away, the man who the author thought looked like a god's mansion was sitting with his hands folded and his back straight, staring at him for a moment.

Fuck?Is it Feng Che?

When was he sitting there, how could he not know?

"There are many things you don't know." Ling Yun said desperately.

"Ling Yun, shut up." Ling Zimo really wanted to strangle Ling Yun to death.

"Well, Chen Jingxuan, Lu Ning, you guys go over first, I'm afraid I have to entertain a guest." After speaking, Ling Zimo stretched out his hand and gently pointed to Feng Che who was beside him.

Chen Jingxuan and Lu Ning met each other, nodded to Ling Zimo in unison, and then turned to leave, but Chen Jingxuan stopped suddenly and said to Ling Zimo secretly: "It is said that he is the president of the Feng Group, and there is no Where's the girlfriend?"

Um?What does he mean by this?Feng Che doesn't have a girlfriend, so it's none of his business.

Ling Zimo was a little confused, but after knowing the news, he felt a lot more relaxed for some reason.

When Chen Jingxuan and Lu Ning left completely, Ling Zimo approached Feng Che slowly.

The dark black suit and snow-white shirt, added to his body with no fat at all, are simply perfect.

Huh?What is he thinking!

Ling Zimo immediately expelled the obscene thoughts from his mind, but Feng Che was indeed handsome.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Ling Zimo didn't get too close to Feng Che, but chose to lean against the fence of the yacht not far away.

Feng Che gracefully raised his hand and waved towards Ling Zimo.

This?

What did he do?Are you recruiting him?Fuck, why does that action look like calling a puppy.

Damn it, the word "dog" that Dad said to Director Wang today suddenly appeared in Ling Zimo's mind. Well, he admitted that those two words were simply his psychological shadow. He really didn't understand why he used this word. Two words to describe his son.

Seeing Ling Zimo's eyes widen, looking like he was going to eat people, Feng Che suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Feng Che's smile was very faint, reflected in the light, there was a kind of hazy beauty.

No, no.

Ling Zimo's rationality told him that Feng Che is a poison, and every time he appears, he will lose his composure, so it's better for him to stay away from him.

"I...I just want to invite you to dinner, after all...you are my guest." Ling Zimo didn't expect that he even stuttered a bit.

Damn it, why is he nervous, calm down, not being surprised is the basic rule of being a kid from a rich family in the upper class.

"Thank you, but I may need your help now..." Feng Che still didn't let go of his hand, he was still persisting.

What?Need his help?

Ling Zimo found it unbelievable. In his eyes, Feng Che Mingming seemed to be so strong that he didn't need help from others.

Feng Che was completely defeated by Ling Zimo, what was this little guy thinking.

"I..." Feng Che finally showed embarrassment, but thinking that he really couldn't do it by himself, he couldn't help but said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"What? You still need my help to go to the bathroom?" Ling Zimo immediately had a picture that shouldn't have appeared in his mind. Shaking his head, Ling Zimo denied his shameful thoughts again.

How could it be, Feng Che looked very serious, how could he let himself do that for him.

"I may have eaten too much, so I can't stand up on my own." Feng Che's voice was very deep, but even so, his voice was full of magnetism, and it sounded very nice.

Damn it, how can anyone talk so nicely after eating a bad stomach.

"Okay, I'll help you." Ling Zimo stepped forward reluctantly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Hey, don't say that you only ate my mother's pastry to..."

"Uh, how did you know?" Feng Che had a bitter face. He was really suffering. He was infected by Xiao Jingcui's mother's kindness just now. At that time, he thought, anyway, the other party is Ling Zimo's mother, and the kindness is hard to turn down. The most important thing is that Xiao Jingcui said that Ling Zimo had already swallowed several pieces of her cakes, and then she picked up a piece and put it in her mouth without thinking too much, but... was speechless.

No way, my mother's pastries are more effective than laxatives. Ling Zimo thinks that he gave the pastries made by his mother to those patients with constipation. Eating is equivalent to curing diseases. Complete diet therapy is safe and non-irritating. The key is to be able to eat enough meal.

"How much do you eat?" Ling Zimo tried not to laugh, but he still held back.

When Feng Che heard Ling Zimo's words, he was about to vomit immediately, and asked him how much he ate, was one piece not enough?Obviously one piece is enough to make his stomach churn, okay?

"One piece!" Feng Che almost popped out the words between his teeth.

Ling Zimo could hear the gnashing of teeth in Feng Che's tone, and immediately stopped asking, and reached out to help Feng Che, but Feng Che suddenly grabbed Ling Zimo's hand.

Feng Che's palm was big and very warm. He wrapped Ling Zimo's palm tightly, like a small stove. It was warm and had an indescribable feeling.

Ling Zimo suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. He knew that he and Feng Che would definitely have physical contact, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden and so fast.

"Um... can you grab my arm?" Ling Zimo felt his throat was a little dry, and he stuttered a little.

Damn, didn't you just tell yourself to calm down, so now you can't calm down at all.

As soon as Ling Zimo's words fell, Feng Che not only didn't follow what Ling Zimo said, but intensified it even further. His other hand also tightly clasped Ling Zimo's wrist.

Uh... a kind of speechless embarrassment rose between the two of them.

"Please, I'm very weak, I'll fall down at any time." Feng Che's handsome eyebrows were raised, and tears were shining in his dark eyes. It was really hard to refuse.

"Okay, hold me tight, I'll take you there right now." Ling Zimo was about to be defeated by Feng Che. Seeing how pitiful Feng Che was, if he refused, it would be a bit cruel.

Ling Zimo supported Feng Che to move forward step by step. Feng Che's tall body blocked all the lights from behind. Ling Zimo walked in front, completely blocked by Feng Che's broad body.

"How is it? Can you still persist?" Ling Zimo felt that Feng Che didn't say a word along the way, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Feng Che never left Ling Zimo's eyes, and now he paused before answering: "It's okay, but I can't walk too fast."

As he said that, Feng Che took the opportunity to pull Ling Zimo to his side.

I had to admit that Feng Che's arms were very strong, which made Ling Zimo completely helpless, and was immediately pulled into Feng Che's arms.

Fuck?What's going on here, those who know think he is helping Feng Che to go to the bathroom, or those who don't know think they are hugging each other and walking on the deck.

If you don't believe me, what if someone else sees this?

Ling Zimo wanted to break free, but the more he broke free, the closer he was hugged by Feng Che.

Suddenly, a male breath from Feng Che came over his nostrils, making Ling Zimo tremble uncontrollably.

"Are you tired?" Feng Che's mouth was aimed at Ling Zimo's ear at the moment, a warm air came, and Ling Zimo's heart almost skipped a beat.

"I'm not tired, but Feng Che, can you stay away from me?" Ling Zimo pushed Feng Che away, because he felt that his face was bloody red again. How can I get it.

"Sorry, I think I might be tired, so..." After finishing speaking, Feng Che's chin rested on Ling Zimo's shoulder in a grandiose manner.

The crisp, numb and slightly itchy feeling almost made Ling Zimo feel like a dog. The man's breath from Feng Che mixed with his body temperature, rolling in like a heat wave, making Ling Zimo completely helpless.

"Feng Che, otherwise, I'll call an ambulance for you."

"No need." It's good to have you here.But Feng Che didn't say the last sentence.

"But you seem to be in the wrong situation."

He was so weak that he must be sick.

"It's okay, just take me to the toilet." Feng Che's voice visibly trembled.

But at this moment, Ling Yuhan, who was going to the banquet and couldn't find Ling Zimo anywhere, rushed over suddenly, seeing the scene between Ling Zimo and Feng Che, he smiled and said, "Brother, what are you doing hugging a man there? "

After Ling Yuhan said that, Ling Zimo immediately wanted to push Feng Che away, but he was hugged tightly by Feng Che.

"Hey, Feng Che, let go of mine, someone is coming." Looking at Feng Che's face so close, Ling Zimo's resemblance seemed to be in his heart. up.

"Damn it, it's really a sight. I didn't say anything during this period. He's here on time. He's really an oversized light bulb." Seeing Ling Yuhan appearing, Ling Yun, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't bear it. Living.

The painting style just now was so warm, it was ruined by that boy Hei Ling Yuhan.

Ling Yun really hoped that there was a way to make Ling Yuhan disappear instantly.

"I'm sick, you help me, there's nothing wrong with that." Ling Zimo thought that Feng Che would let go of himself because of embarrassment, but he was wrong, Feng Che actually chuckled in his ear Twice, and then said something gloating.

Yes, you heard that right, it was gloating, and the tone sounded as if Feng Che was looking forward to this situation.

Thinking of this, Ling Zimo, who had always been calm in a suit, could no longer be calm.