I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

It was rare for Fisher to be smart, and Jiang Xing always felt that he had lost face, and said with a bad face, "No."

He intensified: "Not a brother, but a 'good' friend."

"Ah."

Fisher nodded seriously, showing no sign of anger.

Jiang Xing was about to provoke him with a few more words, but his elder brother who couldn't get a response had already called.

Fisher glanced at the phone, with a smile in his eyes: "Pick it up?"

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Jiang Xing dug a hole for himself, so he could only continue to jump in, "Let you listen."

Fisher squinted his eyes with a smile, stood up and sat up straight, and pulled Jiang Xing to sit in his arms, "Go ahead."

When the phone was connected, Fisher kindly pressed the hands-free button for him.

"Baby?" The voice on the other end was clearly a mature man, calm and powerful, but he yelled nastyly, "Are you happy filming the show?"

The elder brother's tone fits perfectly with the unwarranted title that Jiang Xing gave him.

Jiang Xing: "It's okay, right..."

He glanced up at Fisher triumphantly, "I know a very good friend."

The other end was silent for a while, as if he didn't understand how Jiang Xing could still find a good friend.

His brother said: "Another 'good' friend."

"Yes." Jiang Xing smiled, "You won't be angry, will you?"

Fisher's smile faded, her brows frowned slightly, and her arms around Jiang Xing unconsciously tightened.

Jiang Xing was even happier, "Is there a chance for you to meet? After all, we still have a long time to spend together."

"Okay," his brother probably didn't want to continue talking to the abnormal Jiang Xing, "I still have work, and I've taken care of what you said last time. I'll pick you up when you come back."

"Okay." Jiang Xing said in a soft voice on purpose, "Good night, brother."

Jiang Xing really called his brother, but Fei Xue didn't think he was a real brother. He was sure that he must be funny in Jiang Xing's eyes just now.

The other said: "That's right..."

Jiang Xing: "Why... woo..."

"Jiang Xing? Baby?"

Fisher forced Jiang Xing to raise his head, and kissed a little anxiously, his eyes full of confusion.

The young man was very angry. With his temper, he naturally didn't like others to do things against him. However, he was too obsessed with the warmth of being loved, and the strength of his refusal seemed weak.

Nobody bothered to take care of the phone.

"Star?"

"Hmm." Jiang Xing panted with difficulty, most of his lips, teeth and breath were taken away by Fisher.

The forest is burning with jealousy, and it can burn blazingly even in the ice and snow.

"Okay...I want to, answer the phone."

Jiang Xing reluctantly said these words, his eyes shimmered brightly, and his tears reflected the fire in the fireplace, like a little reindeer strayed into a human camp.

Although his bad character, or a big cat like lynx is more appropriate.

Fisher asked in a low voice, "Are you still picking up?"

The two fingers were clasped in confusion, and they didn't know how to stick them together. They just kept using this method to confirm each other's existence and emotions.

Jiang Xing's brother was still calling him on the phone.

Fisher touched the phone and handed it to Jiang Xing.

The young man's hands and feet were numb, his body was weak, and he was unable to catch this light electronic device for a long time.

Jiang Xing stabilized his voice a little, and said, "Brother, it's okay."

"...Are you with your good friend?" His brother's tone could not be heard, "Be careful."

"I know."

The other end gave a few more instructions to work seriously, but before the end, he said: "If you don't want to shoot anymore, call me anytime, and I will find someone to talk to them."

The screen went off, the call ended, and there was no sound of electric current in the room, only the crackling of firewood and unbalanced breathing.

The sugar on the coffee surface has melted.

"Are you hungry?" Fisher said, but didn't remember it.

Compared to spending time with Jiang Xing in his hometown house, his past favorite reading and cooking have lost their appeal one by one.

Nothing is worse than taking a nap in front of the fireplace with someone you like to improve yourself and improve your sense of ritual and happiness in life.

Jiang Xing said suddenly: "He is my own brother." His tone was still unpleasant, but Fisher was the first person in the world to make the little devil give in and tell the truth.

Fisher smiled, hugged him and lay down, "I know."

No matter how thick the carpet is, it is still more comfortable than Fisher's well-proportioned body.

Jiang Xing turned over on his side, with his cheek against Fei Xue's heart.

A steady heartbeat, he has heard it many, many times.

In the experimental field, desert, school, plane and plateau, there is also the arms of the regent of that distant era.

They are all alone.

There was only one problem that Jiang Xing couldn't understand: he originally thought that they were abnormal data intruding into the star network computing system.Only then will it appear by my side again and again.

But no matter how you look at it, 1 in the live broadcast room is a human being.

Although the bionic technology in the interstellar era is advanced, it is subject to the mainstream thinking of "the bionic threat theory", and artificial intelligence is programmed as a machine that can only obey orders.

The emotional personality training advocated by Jiang Xing was labeled as heresy. After losing the argument, he left the institute with regret, and all the data that could not be taken away were destroyed.

But "1" also said that he was playing the game himself.

Fisher gently stroked his hair, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Xing came back to his senses, and said lazily: "No."

The sound of heartbeats in his ears gave him a sense of security countless times.

Jiang Xing relaxed his body and muttered, "Don't move, I'll sleep for a while."

"Okay." Fisher touched the back of his hand, making sure that the fireplace would not let him catch a cold, so he quietly hugged him for a nap.

The sunlight crawled from the window into the depths of the living room little by little, Fisher's phone vibrated.

He glanced casually, it was a friend who had worked with him before.

【Are you in love? 】

[Look at the network, it's all broken]

Fisher opened the link sent by the other party in confusion.

It is unknown who uploaded two videos and photos on the social network.

A picture of Fisher going to the grocery store, Jiang Xing is waiting for him in the car.And... a video of two people kissing in the car and holding hands to get out of the car.

The evidence is overwhelming and there is no room for maneuver.

Fisher's account's private messages are about to explode, and this is the result of him blocking strangers.

However, he just turned off the phone and threw it away, much calmer than he imagined.

Sit up straight and not break the moral law, and lost business doesn't bother Fisher.

Jiang Xing slept until evening, took a look at the phone in a daze, and sneered.

Fisher: "Huh?"

"Funny thing." Jiang Xing clicked on the video and shook it in front of his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Fisher, you are in trouble."

Fisher smiled gently, and couldn't help but kiss Jiang Xing's eyes, "It's not troublesome."

"Really?" Jiang Xing deliberately clicked on the messy comments on his social account to show him, "Don't you find it troublesome?"

Fisher glanced casually, smiled and shook his head: "You think too much."

"Jiang Xing." His tone suddenly became serious.

"what……"

"I hope you understand." Fisher said, his eyes under the firelight were calm and powerful.

"I will always stand with you and no one else."

Jiang Xing looked away in a panic, curled his lips, "It's boring."

The two of them turned off their mobile phones tacitly and dawdled for a while before getting up.

"What to eat?"

Jiang Xing stretched his waist, and the hem of his shirt slid up messily, revealing a section of flexible and firm waist and abdomen muscles.

Fisher turned his head and coughed lightly: "Roast venison, okay?"

Jiang Xing: "Venison is good."

"Venison...what's the problem?" Fisher was a little confused by what he said, and he always felt that Jiang Xing was going to dig a trap for him again.

"No problem, very, very good." The young man didn't explain clearly to him, and waved his hand to tell him to cook quickly, and retreated into the sofa to play games.

Within 2 minutes of entering the game, the only avatar in the friend list lit up.

Ran Feng sent him an invitation to form a team.

The accuracy of the robot completely exceeded Jiang Xing's level.

However, the opponent was very game-oriented, and adjusted the data to just enough to guarantee Jiang Xing's victory without ruining the game experience.

"Did you see the message?"

Jiang Xing: "Yes."

"Do you need me to do anything?"

"No need," Jiang Xing quickly scored a kill, "Anyway, I don't care, whatever."

Ran Feng: "I will arrange someone to deal with the reporter."

"No problem," Jiang Xing suddenly frowned in disgust, "By the way, take a sneak shot of those people from country A who look like they are annoying, and check if they have a history of drug abuse, and if so... do justice for the heavens. "

Ran Feng seemed to smile: "Okay."

The bionic man took Jiang Xing to a few rounds, turned off the game and got up.

In front of him stood a researcher sent by the Jiang family, who was measuring his mood swings.

"Mr. Ran Feng..." The other party carefully chose his words. Because of Jiang Xing's love and attention, the status of bionics is very high in the family.

"Maybe you don't know, the young master has been asking us to equip you with an emotional module before."

Ran Feng: "He said so."

The researcher sighed, "It would be better if we really pretended...but we didn't pretend at all."

Ran Feng's eyes flashed, "What do you mean?"

"In other words, Mr. Ran." The researcher said, "Your simulated brain has produced...love."

"This is against the rules." He scratched his hair, "With my rank, I can't make decisions for you, what are you going to do?"

Ran Feng was silent, looking down at the serial number on his arm.

beta-2.

Back then, Mr. Jiang brought a boy in a delicate suit into the research institute to select a housekeeper.

Ran Feng stood there with many other androids of the same batch, waiting for selection like cargo.

However, they had no emotions and were not sad. They just stared at Jiang Xing calmly.

Looking back, Ran Feng seemed to feel something was wrong the first time he saw Jiang Xing.

He wanted to be taken away by Jiang Xing.

So he became the only bionic person who bowed to greet the young master.

The boy stopped in front of him and looked at his label.

"β-2?" He happily squinted his eyes and looked at Ran Feng, "It's just you."

Mr. Jiang asked: "Decided?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xing said, his voice arrogant but flattering, "I like smart bionics."

Ran Feng lowered his head and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

He had a name and became Jiang Xing's personal butler.Watch him grow up little by little with his own eyes, and become a treasure loved by countless people.

The researcher's voice interrupted the memory, "Do you want to clear your emotions?"

"No," Ran Feng said suddenly, "I'm going to see him."

The researcher stared blankly at the android jumping out the window, into the night and snow.

"Hey! Take an umbrella anyway!" The researcher murmured, pulling on the window, "Crazy... Either he is crazy or I am crazy..."

Fisher was talking with his partner in the study, and Jiang Xing was lying on the bed alone playing games.

There was a sudden knock on the window.

Jiang Xing was taken aback, and stepped on the plush shoes and opened the curtains.

The bionic man is covered in snow, with shards of fine jade hanging from his eyebrows and eyelashes.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Xing opened the window, the cold wind made him tremble, "Hurry up!"

The bionic man locked the window with his backhand, and hugged Jiang Xing tightly, ignoring the snow on his clothes.

"Hey, it's cold!"

Ran Feng ignored his complaints.

"I understand." The bionic man's voice was as flat as ever, but seemed to have vitality, "Why does this world exist?"

"What do you mean?"

"Whether as a human or as a machine."

"I love you all."