Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

The sentry bypassed all monitoring and positions that would be seen by others, and hurried to the backstage. He pushed open a door and walked in. The ordinary person who was sitting cross-legged on the ground listening raised his head.

Both Lin Xiaoming and Cromwell are not wearing their own face. Grenisu's artificial skin sol can be applied on the face at will, quickly changing a person's facial features.

Cromwell temporarily took off his earphones, and was startled by Lin Xiaoming's disheveled clothes and slightly embarrassed expression: "What's wrong?"

Then he looked down and was silent.

stare--

Well, it looks like I'm going to be lazy and fish.

"It's okay." Lin Xiaoming took a deep breath, tidying up the shirt that Lu Jinchao tore out, the neckline was stained with light red wine lip prints, the touch of the Adam's apple being pressed by the thumb has not subsided, with slight pain, breathing was affected feeling of urgency.

He would never let others touch his neck, let alone choke it like this, but at that time, facing Lu Jinchao, he resisted the instinct to fight back.

In the chaos brought about by slight suffocation, the already hypersensitive feeling is amplified again, and the temperature transmitted from the body is matched with the body, and the friction generated when moving is strengthened by the clothing material.

The rapid breathing swept over his neck, with the sweet smell of red wine, and he could still see all the scenes in front of him clearly in the darkness—the urgent and sly eyes in the amber pupils.

And the footsteps of the waiter walking up the stairs can be heard in the distance, and someone will come over in at most ten seconds.

The shirt was completely ripped off, and the guide even tried to tie his hands. What really defeated Lin Xiaoming was not what he was experiencing, but his senses that were magnified countless times by his overly sensitive five senses.

This is also the reason why he has been unwilling to let Lu Jinchao touch him too much.

Sentinel's five senses have always been a double-edged sword, but as a dark sentinel, Lin Xiaoming has never felt the disadvantages brought by it before, because even extreme pain can be digested silently.

But the pleasure is different.

It was the first time in Lin Xiaoming's two lives that he experienced such helplessness. In the past, there were no guides who wanted to tease him, but basically they couldn't even get close to him. Now, Lu Jinchao can be said to be domineering, using all tricks out.

He also blamed himself, he had already taken advantage of it once in the utility room, but in the end he wanted to repeat the same trick and do it again.

In the end, Lu Jin turned against the general.

The last hasty dodge made Lin Xiaoming want to give himself a few slaps, where has he ever been so embarrassed?It was as if the past 30 years had been completely wasted.

Sure enough, love will make people lower their intelligence.

Lin Xiaoming took a deep breath and stabilized his mind. While listening to the movement in the earphones, Cromwell asked, "Where is the thing?"

"Here." Lin Xiaoming put his hand into his pocket, and he froze for a moment, his face changed rapidly.

He fumbled through all the pockets on his body, but Lin Xiaoming clearly remembered that he put things in his left trouser pocket.

"It's broken." The sentry said in a low voice, and Cromwell clearly heard a foul word coming out of his mouth.

Cromwell: ?

He stared at Lin Xiaoming as if watching a strange scene, resisting the urge to laugh.

It has been a year since he partnered with Lin Xiaoming. It was the first time he saw the sentinel look so ugly, and it was also the first time he heard the sentinel swear.

Lin Xiaoming quickly recalled the previous route, the only time he could lose something was at that time.

He and Lu Jinchao were entangled in the darkness shrouded by huge and heavy curtains, and Lu Jinchao's hand touched his leg. At that time, he thought that the guide was just making sure that he was wearing a shirt clip.

Lin Xiaoming's expression was so exciting that Cromwell couldn't help being a little distracted from the monitoring, observing his every micro-expression, and even wanted to take a picture of it for later savoring.

All in all, this was the first time Lin Xiaoming missed in this life.

With nearly 20 years of spy experience in his previous life, no matter tracking, assassination, interrogation, lurking, or intelligence acquisition, Lin Xiaoming is no problem. Since he joined the Grenisu Second Division for a year, all tasks have been perfectly completed. Never missed, the team formed with Cromwell received the highest evaluation and was promoted two levels in a row.

But today it completely fell on Lu Jinchao.

No wonder everyone said Sezi had a knife on his head.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoming couldn't hold back a little bit, Cromwell hurriedly said: "It's okay, under normal circumstances, it won't be unlocked without the password, as long as you get it back."

The Sentinel nodded and sat beside him, staring silently at the wall.

In the low air pressure, Cromwell glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Amazing... Of course Cromwell knew that his partner was living with the famous young guide. During the monitoring process, he also heard a lot of conversations between Lu Jinchao and other officials, and in addition to the news about Lu Jin in Grenisu. Chao's information was so detailed that he almost completely presented his 27 years of life in front of his eyes, which made him understand Lu Jinchao quite well.

Is there really such a strong feeling between the guide and the sentinel?

Cromwell can only think about it. As an ordinary person, he has neither mental strength nor sharp senses. Let alone the soul attracted by the whistle, he can't even see the spiritual body.

This may also be one of the reasons why his relationship with Nicola is so bad. Even if he is a partner and has weak spiritual power, will things be different?

Wait, what were you thinking!How nice it is to be an ordinary person, why should you complain about your identity for a guy who is still lying on the bed half dead!

Cromwell restrained his mind and refocused all his attention on the monitoring work.

Lin Xiaoming's mission was not completed, and he was unable to go to Grenisu to make a report. In the middle of the night, he stepped on the moonlight and returned to the residence he shared with Lu Jinchao.

After removing all the sol from his face, his ordinary face immediately became handsome. Lin Xiaoming opened the door of the house, and turned off all the lights. Lu Jinchao’s shoes were placed in the entrance. Obviously, he came back from the wedding scene at nine o’clock. People have fallen asleep.

The white falcon was resting on the bird stand, but the familiar fluctuations on the sentinel did not wake it up. Lin Xiaoming walked lightly and walked all the way to the door of Lu Jinchao's bedroom in the dark, and gently pushed the door open.

No breathing was heard.

He frowned. Although Lu Jinchao's quilt was spread out, there was obviously no one on the bed.

Lin Xiaoming retreated to the living room and looked towards his bedroom.

The door was ajar.

He took a deep breath calmly, and walked into the second bedroom. The curtains in his room were specially made by Lu Jinchao for the sentinels. The special fabric perfectly blocked the light, and they were drawn tightly, even the outside lights and moonlight could not into the room.

The quilt on the bed was raised, and the black hair was scattered on the soft pillow. Along with the regular ups and downs of the body, the sound of breathing was steady. The changed clothes were scattered on the side of the bed, and they were not even folded. It was obvious that the owner was exhausted after returning.

The scattered clothes and the person lying on his bed late at night made Lin Xiaoming think of some other scenes.

Lin Xiaoming took a step forward and quietly touched Lu Jinchao's pocket. It was a spherical video recorder with a complicated mechanical combination lock, which was very difficult to open. Even if Lu Jinchao got it, he would not be able to see it. to the content recorded in it.

Not in a trouser pocket, not in a jacket pocket.

Has it been hidden... Lin Xiaoming frowned slightly, and he was about to release his mental power for a little perception, when he heard the sound of arms stretching and rubbing against the bed.

"... Xiaoming?" The confused voice was a little hoarse, soft enough to make people tremble, Lu Jin squinted at the sentinel standing by the bed, the room was too dark, he could only vaguely see the outline of the figure, "what time is it?"

"It's just two o'clock." Lin Xiaoming whispered, "Did it wake you up? Go on to sleep."

Lu Jin turned over slightly, stretched out his hand to turn on the small lamp by the bed, and muttered, "It's uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Lin Xiaoming immediately bent down, knelt on the bed with one leg, and looked at Lu Jinchao's situation.

Only then did the sentry realize that the guide was still wearing a close-fitting white shirt.

"On the legs." Lu Jinchao lifted the quilt, he was wearing a shirt, and only a shirt.

Didn't even take off the shirt clip.

Lin Xiaoming's eyes froze slightly, and he paused on the black leather ring around his thighs. Ten hours ago, he hooked his fingers around it and made a few loud sounds.

Obviously this is a premeditated trap.

Lu Jinchao waited in the drowsiness of just waking up. He didn't believe that Lin Xiaoming could escape even after he had done this.

The sentry's Adam's apple moved, and he also knelt on the bed with the other leg, and reached out to touch the shirt clip.

One by one, he removed the little clips on the hem of his shirt, and went to undo the leg rings.

The cortex has become warm due to body temperature, Lin Xiaoming unbuckled the buckle and took it off, and clearly saw a light red mark around the place imprisoned by the leg ring.

Lu Jinchao lay on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt one by one. He was obviously full of excitement when he was plotting, but now he is quite calm, maybe because he is a little sleepy?

"Okay." Lin Xiaoming put the two shirts on the bedside table, pressed his palms on Lu Jin's legs and rubbed them lightly, his palms were even a little hot, "Go to sleep."

"Hmm." Lu Jinchao closed his eyes and took out a ball from under the pillow, "Did you throw this thing?"

That was the imaging device that recorded many important information, and it was indeed here in Lu Jinchao's place.

To be honest, Lu Jinchao is very suitable to be a spy.

The guide's spiritual hypnosis ability has reached a terrifying level, even Lin Xiaoming is not sure whether he was hypnotized by Lu Jinchao at the moment the thing was touched.

"Yes." Lin Xiaoming was about to reach out to take it, but Lu Jinchao immediately held the imaging device in his hand and said with a smile, "Isn't it impolite to take it back so easily?"

The sentinel asked in a low voice, "What do I want?"

Lu Jinchao thought for a while: "Please."

It was a very simple request, but for Lin Xiaoming, it was something he had never done, at least in this life.

But he had to get the vision device.

"Chaochao." Lin Xiaoming took a deep breath. He has always called Lu Jinchao by his full name, even when his classmates and other close people called him by his full name.

It was also because of this that the low sound this time was extraordinarily special.

Lu Jinchao pricked up his ears, anticipating how Lin Xiaoming would beg him.

Lin Xiaoming recalled what he had seen on the forum, and because of lack of experience, he could only learn from it a little.

He knelt on the side of the bed, not seeing his usual cold temperament at all. He looked down at Lu Jinchao who was lying on his side, tightened his hands, and said softly:

"Good brother, give it to me."

As soon as these words came out, neither Lin Xiaoming nor Lu Jinchao could hold back completely.

Lin Xiaoming's whole body was so frightened by the thunder. If the time could be restarted, he would choose to snatch the things from Lu Jinchao directly, at least he would never say such horrible words.

He was not right all day today, very wrong, maybe he was really affected by the mental power at some point.

And Lu Jin tensed his body for a moment, and soon he relaxed again. A short address can bring such a strong psychological stimulation.

The look on Lin Xiaoming's face as if he had been struck by lightning made the guide very satisfied. Lu Jin raised his upper body towards his arms, like an ignorant playboy, reached into Lin Xiaoming's neckline, and put the ball between his chest muscles.

He patted Lin Xiaoming's chest, and lay back contentedly: "Xiaoming, do you know what day tomorrow is?"

"What?" Lin Xiaoming hadn't recovered from the extreme shock, he put his hand on his chest, held the imaging device in his clothes, and tried hard to think.

Years of being a spy made him have a very good memory, otherwise he wouldn't be able to remember many details of more than ten years ago after his rebirth.

Is there any special day tomorrow?He was completely unimpressed.

"Forget it if you don't remember." Lu Jinchao seemed to sigh slightly, closed his eyes again, and said, "Come and sleep."

Lin Xiaoming responded, calmed down for a while, and today's task of getting the imaging device finally came to a successful conclusion.

He quickly went to wash up, returned to his bedroom, and lay down next to Lu Jinchao, who was already fast asleep.

The guide moved, and the back of his hand pressed against his arm. Lu Jinchao preferred such skin-to-skin contact to the heat of being hugged together.

Lin Xiaoming closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, what happened today would be a kind of collapse of a cruel personality. He still clearly remembers Cromwell's astonished expression.

He did do a lot of stupid things, so stupid that he wanted to punch himself.

But... that's him.

In getting along day after day, he changed Lu Jinchao, encouraged him to get rid of cowardice and inferiority, and showed a light that should not be buried.

But change is never one-way, and Lu Jinchao is constantly discovering more sides of him, some of which he doesn't even know about himself.

For the first time, he saw a living self with emotions, instead of a sentinel who was burdened with hatred and secrets and existed as a weapon of war.