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

After the bionic man left, Jiang Xing sighed deeply.

He is too busy every day.

【Birdcage, I feel very complicated】

[Birdcage√Lance√Luther√Roll×]

【Let's just say, did Julian leave the stage? QAQ】

Jiang Xing: "No."

【How do the stars know! 】

"Secret." Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes, lay down comfortably on the bed, obediently being a bird in a cage, waiting for someone to pick him up.

【I'm more concerned about "stars". Is the stars the scientists who first transformed the mechanical stars?can't you? 】

[It's not reasonable, the stars woke up on the frozen planet, and the construction technology is very primitive.If you are a scientist, then you can freeze yourself with high technology directly on the mechanical star]

Jiang Xing has not seen the whole world created by 1, but he can probably guess the identity of his character.

After chatting with the audience for a while, the door opened again, and an android soldier came in with a lunch box.

He covered the lower half of his face so he couldn't see his face clearly, it wasn't Guy.

Jiang Xing sat on the bed and looked at him coldly.

"Humans, eat." The tone was flat and mechanical, without emotion.

The android opened the small opening on the cage, stuffed it into the lunch box, and stood there motionless.

Mechanic Star's medicine is more advanced than Ω-1, and Jiang Xing has completely recovered. Compared with going on a hunger strike to protest, it is a serious matter to take care of your body as soon as possible.

He got up, and the soft quilt slid off, revealing his milk-white and moist skin.

The android didn't respond.

Jiang Xing silently eats clean, nutritious and balanced food.

After he finished eating, the android probably assessed his tendency to escape, and then he opened the cage and walked in with confidence.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xing asked casually, pushing the lunch box towards him, "It's over."

The bionic man took out a small metal box, which contained needles and blood bags for drawing blood.

"Blood drawn."

Jiang Xing frowned: "What do you want to do?"

The bionic man didn't speak, and only had a mechanical sense of following orders in his eyes. He stared at Jiang Xing firmly, and would not stop until he completed the task.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and stretched out his arms, "If you don't want me to die, you'd better smoke less."

The needle pushed into the blood vessel on the inside of the arm, and the bionic nodded in satisfaction when he saw the dark red blood flowing into the blood bag.

After drawing a small packet of blood, he dripped two drops of repair fluid on Jiang Xing's wound, and the skin healed instantly.

"What time is it?" Jiang Xing asked.

Bionic Man: "14:12."

He packed up his things, "The next meal will be delivered at 18 o'clock."

Jiang Xing watched the bionic man's back disappear, thoughtfully.

At 18 o'clock, the door opened again, and it was Guy who came in this time.

The lunch box he was carrying was obviously much bigger than the one at noon, and it was heavy at first glance.As soon as he saw Jiang Xing, Guy immediately smiled, shy and unable to hide his joy.

"It's time for you to eat." He went directly into the cage, and a dozen different dishes were placed on the table, "Because I don't know your taste, so I asked them to prepare some more."

The attitudes are just worlds apart.

Jiang Xing smiled politely at him, "Thank you."

"This is what I should do." Guy shook his head and stood at the table serving him a meal.

Not just attitude, it should be said that Guy's speech and behavior as a whole are more like a "human" than the bionic man at noon.

Jiang Xing: "Do you know the person who came at noon?"

Guy nodded: "He's my teammate, what's wrong?"

"Which series does his body belong to?"

Guy: "Machine Zero."

The bionic man became nervous while talking, "Did he hurt you?"

"Just draw blood." Jiang Xing took a bite of the fish, "Do you want to draw now?"

"I'm sorry." Guy lowered his head, obviously admitting it, very frustrated, "but don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Jiang Xing asked: "You said Lancelot is your mentor?"

"Yes." Guy's expression moved slightly, "I will protect you, don't worry."

Guy looked very young, and Jiang Xing couldn't help but feel amused.It seems to be really looking at a young man with a serious face and saying that he must protect himself.

"Why?" Jiang Xing propped his chin, smiling softly, "Don't you wonder why Lancelot disobeyed the order?"

Guy: "The Colonel must have his own ideas."

As he spoke, he quietly raised his eyes, took a peek at Jiang Xing, and immediately lowered himself awkwardly.

He could understand the colonel's...

Guy is inexperienced and doesn't realize that androids shouldn't have "thoughts" in the first place.

He didn't dare to look at Jiang Xing, so he stared at the chopsticks intently. He would silently write down which dish Jiang Xing added a little bit, so that he could prepare more tomorrow.

If Jiang Xing slowed down significantly, Guy immediately brought a bowl of soup to his hand, "Are you a little choked?"

"Thank you." Jiang Xing said with a smile, "It's delicious."

Guy scratched his head, "I didn't do it. If you want, I'll load a cooking chip tonight..."

After eating, blood is still drawn.

Jiang Xing almost couldn't laugh out loud when he saw the small test tube.

"Just like that?"

Guy waved his hand and said anxiously, "It will definitely not hurt."

He held the test tube with difficulty. It was only as thick as a pen and about three centimeters long, and it looked extremely small in the broad palm of the bionic man.

Guy sterilized Jiang Xing's fingertips, then pricked his fingertips with a needle only a few millimeters in length, and perfunctorily squeezed out a few drops of blood into the test tube.

He almost told the research center that he favored Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing said helplessly: "They will find out."

"Ah?" Guy was taken aback, "Then what should we do?"

Jiang Xing took the test tube, pressed his fingertips hard, squeezed out a tube full of blood, and then tightened the cap and handed it back.

Guy frowned, anxiously: "I'm sorry."

He suddenly raised his head and took a deep look at Jiang Xing, "I will help you."

The bionic man left with a lot of worries, Jiang Xing couldn't laugh or cry.

The performance of the "Star" series airframes is too obvious.

The food prepared by the bionic man was nutritious, and Jiang Xing felt that his body had recovered to the level of an ordinary person.

The hanging swing in the room becomes a natural exercise facility.

It was Guy's turn to come over for dinner the next day, and the bionic man opened the door with a lingering smile on his lips, but when he saw clearly inside the birdcage, he froze in place for an instant.

The encrypted door closed automatically and hit him. Didi Dada called the police and retreated, but Guy stood there as if he didn't feel it, letting the door hit him back and forth.

Jiang Xing tightened his arms, and finally did a pull-up, fell back to the ground lightly, and picked up the water bottle.

He was short of breath, and some drops of water inevitably overflowed, so he wiped it off with the towel hanging around his neck.

"Guy?" Jiang Xing gasped and said with a smile, "You're about to be hit."

"Huh? Oh, oh."

The bionic person realized it later, and took a step forward in a daze. The door was finally closed, but this also made the room instantly quiet.

Guy's ears were hot, and his core was throbbing.

He could hear Jiang Xing's heartbeat... and the sound of his skin rubbing against the cloth when he breathed.

It turns out that when humans breathe, their bodies move.

Jiang Xing's body has not yet recovered to its best condition, and he doesn't sweat much, except for some wet sweat on his cheeks.

Guy moved his nose.

It turns out that humans also have pheromones...

The scorching heat and vitality made his scalp tingle.

Jiang Xing: "Why don't you come over?"

Guy: "...Here we come."

Jiang Xing turned his back, bent and stretched his waist, and took off his short sleeves directly, his waist and abdomen were tight and flexible.

Most of his figure is behind the closet, and he can't see anything from Guy's perspective, but his hearing and smell are infinitely keen.

The rustling of the cloth across the delicate skin, the warm and urgent breath.

The bionic man's core was chaotic, and for a while he instructed him to take out the food, and for a while he urged him to ask Jiang Xing if he needed help, and then it became:

"Do you need my help feeding?"

Jiang Xing: ...?

The live broadcast room was laughing crazy.

Guy widened his eyes and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I was asking, do you need my help?"

Jiang Xing burst out laughing, suppressed the laughter and said, "No need."

"Oh……"

The young man wiped his body with a towel, put on loose home clothes and came out, "What's for dinner tonight?"

"Shrimp fried noodles, boiled cabbage..." Guy took out all the food, and finally added in a low voice: "I made it."

He actually learned how to cook.

"No blood draw today?" Jiang Xing asked.

Guy's face sank, and he lowered his head deeply: "Major General Rolle asked you to go to the research center."

"Don't make such an expression," Jiang Xing said with a smile, "I haven't cried yet."

Guy forced a smile, but couldn't tell the difference and asked Jiang Xing for credit.

Jiang Xing was very calm, "Let's go."

Blindfolded, Guy pushed him out of the cage.

Jiang Xing tapped his fingers on his knees lightly, which seemed to be just a small gesture when he was bored.

Five doors, ten meters to the right, two up...

The wheelchair stopped, and Guy whispered, "Here we are."

"Good evening," said the familiar and repulsive voice with a smile, "you look really nice, do you like birdcages?"

Jiang Xing pursed her lips, "You should try it too, it's a good place to live."

Luo Er approached him, took off the blindfold, and inevitably touched the hair on the back of Jiang Xing's head. The young man immediately frowned, feeling extremely disgusted.

The bionic man's face remained unchanged, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Humans are very fragile," Jiang Xing said lightly, "When you see disgusting things, you will feel depressed."

Luo Er's face twitched, and he said with a smile: "Then I guarantee you will be happy soon."

In the next second, he turned cold and ordered, "Tie him to the bed."

Guy's movements were stiff, and the bionic man guarding the operating room held a gun and stared at Guy coldly.

He had to lean over to pick up Jiang Xing and walk towards the operating table step by step.

Jiang Xing moved his fingertips slightly, and touched the back of the opponent's hand reassuringly.

There are four ties beside the bed. Guy uses his body to block Roller's view, and binds Jiang Xing's limbs with extra care. It looks like a tight fit, but in fact they hang loosely on the joints, and Jiang Xing can break free with a single movement.

Luo Er put on the blue-green gloves, "I will cut open your skin, are you happy?"

"I'm so happy." Jiang Xing echoed without emotion.

Luo Er paused, looking like he was about to explode.

He picked up the scalpel and ran the tip of the knife across the inside of his arm extremely gently.

He wanted to see Jiang Xing fear, dodge, and tremble, but the young man just glanced at him without even hatred in his eyes.

In his eyes, Luo Er was like a clown, no different from looking at an ant.

Obviously Jiang Xing is the weak human being...

"You don't believe it?" Luo Er waved back the assistant who came forward, and said in a deep voice, "There is no need for anesthetic."

"But human..."

"He's not an ordinary human, is he?" Luo Eryin sneered, "Let's go."

The cold disinfectant wiped the skin of the arm, and wiped it along the most fragile and delicate blood vessels, which is where the knife will be cut in a while.

The scalpel fell down, slowly applying force.