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

The light finally illuminated the darkness in front of Wen Ling.

The monster's body is like a snake, and it retreats smoothly into the shadows to lie dormant.Wen Ling could clearly see the shiny green scales on its body.

There is little force on the wrist, and even in the most urgent of situations, its owner shows thoughtful restraint.

The dirty dog ​​growled cautiously at first, and when it saw that it was Jiang Xing, it immediately wagged its tail cheerfully, as if it was not even afraid of monsters.

Wen Ling obeyed the opponent's strength and put down the gun, and asked quietly, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xing raised the oil lamp to the level of his line of sight, trying to scare the monster away.

He gripped the handle of the oil lamp tightly, his body trembling a little, looking terrified.But on the surface, he still pretended to be relaxed, and didn't want to infect Wen Ling with his nervousness, so he said softly, "Go back first."

Wen Ling: "No."

Jiang Xing was a little anxious: "I said that there are... bandits outside, it's very dangerous, shall we come back during the day?"

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes.Under the light, Jiang Xing's extraordinarily beautiful face was full of worry, for fear that Wen Ling would lose his life here.

But Wen Ling is an extremely proud character, and it is absolutely impossible to give up the goal at the last moment.

"You go back first." Wen Ling pulled his wrist away from Jiang Xing, and went to get the iron rod stuck in the soil.

"You——" Jiang Xing realized that his voice was a little loud, and immediately pursed his lips nervously and looked around a few times, carefully grabbed the hem of Wen Ling's coat with both hands, and begged softly and pitifully: "Senior, you don't understand how cruel they are. Those who left the town at night were all skinned and boned by them, and there was not even a whole body left..."

There happened to be a rustling sound of scales scraping the ground in the desert.The dirty dog ​​also barked softly, as if urging Wen Ling to hurry up.

There was not much force on the hem of the clothes, Wen Ling looked along and saw the small mole on the opponent's knuckles.He realized that he was unconsciously attracted by Jiang Xing, and a rare interest flashed in his eyes.

"it is good."

Wen Ling dug out the box in twos and patted the dirt on it.Jiang Xing trembled again when Tie Pi was slapped, and leaned on Wen Ling unconsciously.

"Ok?"

The iron box was no bigger than the palm of your hand, but it was buried in a tomb the size of a human coffin, which was extremely weird.

Wen Ling put the box away, "Yes."

Jiang Xing settled down and dragged Wen Ling back to the bar. As they left, there were rustling noises from all directions.Dirty Dog followed closely at Jiang Xing's feet, growling threateningly at the monsters from time to time.

Wen Ling didn't look at the road, but carefully looked at Jiang Xing's expression. Seeing that his face was pale, his eyelashes were shaking and his eyes were frightened, his heart moved, and he raised his hand to hug Jiang Xing's waist.

Jiang Xing was so frightened by the force on his waist that he was about to throw the oil lamp over subconsciously, but when he saw clearly that it was Wen Ling, he immediately put away the panic that had just been revealed for a moment, and his eyes were filled with relaxation and trust.

"Senior, don't scare me." He complained softly, but unconsciously leaned over.

Wen Ling: "Give me the light."

After all, without waiting for Jiang Xing's reaction, Wen Ling wiped the back of Jiang Xing's hand with her cold skin, and took the oil lamp directly into her hand.

Jiang Xing was startled: "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Wen Ling tightened her arms around him, looked at the road in the distance, and said in a calm tone, "You are shaking."

The senior saw that he was afraid.Jiang Xing blushed slightly, changed the subject and urged: "Let's go."

The oil lamps illuminated the two of them, but they couldn't see through the thick shadows.Wen Ling frowned, only then realized something was wrong.

When he just went out, the moonlight was so bright that he could directly see the snake on the fence, but why was the cemetery so dark that he couldn't see his fingers?Even he couldn't see through the fog that protected those monsters.

As for the gangster Jiang Xing said, it was pure nonsense, and those blood-red eyes the size of oranges couldn't possibly be human.

There were constant rustling sounds, but no matter how Wen Ling moved the oil lamp, at most he could only see the reflection of the scales passing by, and he couldn't capture the whole picture of the monster.

But the closer they got to the town, the more restless the movement became, and finally a second and third pair of eyes appeared around them, this time at knee height.

Jiang Xing immediately loaded the shotgun and said anxiously: "It won't let us go back!"

Sure enough, a monster following them hissed, and then a strong wind hit Wen Ling's back!

Wen Ling drew his gun and shot, but the monster was very familiar with human weapons. It feinted at the beginning. Seeing Wen Ling shoot, it immediately twisted its body, bypassed his attack range like a snake, and swung its sharp claws towards Wen Ling's chest.

Jiang Xing repelled the monster coming from another direction, seeing Wen Ling stunned in place, his body blocked it faster than his brain could react.

"Well--"

Jiang Xing snorted in pain.A faint smell of blood permeated the night.

Wen Ling keenly smelled a bit of blood...sweet?Much like the peach whiskey smoothie he ate today.

Wen Ling caught Jiang Xing who was falling towards him, and was about to fight back, when the monsters suddenly retracted, hissing angrily.Gathered from a distance, and after a while, they stayed away from the two and disappeared.

The surrounding was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Without waiting for Wen Ling to ask, Jiang Xing asked first, "How is the senior?"

He raised his head from Wen Ling's embrace, obviously his arm was still bleeding, but his words were full of worry for Wen Ling: "Did they hurt you?"

Wen Ling's eyes were deep and emotionless, and she shook her head slowly.

Only then did Jiang Xing heave a sigh of relief, and took the initiative to stand up straight from his arms, "Let's go quickly, they will come back."

Wen Ling's lips moved slightly, but Jiang Xing didn't let Jiang Xing deal with the wound first.

After all...he likes the slightly sweet smell very much, and if it is bandaged well, it won't be able to smell it.

When he was about to enter the town halfway through the journey, Jiang Xing suddenly called out in a low voice: "Senior."

"Ok?"

Hearing Wen Ling's cold and impersonal voice, Jiang Xing felt even more embarrassed, "I, I have no strength."

Wen Ling paused.

He used to know that this junior was not very strong, but he didn't expect to be so weak... But when he blocked his attack just now, he was so firm and brave.

Human beings are really contradictory.

Jiang Xing's cheeks were hot, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Come here." Wen Ling interrupted him to apologize, hung the oil lamp on his waist, and put his other hand through Jiang Xing's knee to hug him easily.

The body suddenly flew into the air, and Jiang Xing immediately hugged the opponent's neck tightly, and the bleeding wound was stuck to Wen Ling's neckline.

The sweet fragrance is getting closer, it's not so strong that it's tangy, but it's long and hooked. You can only smell a little bit of tail, and you can only find the trace by concentrating on exploring.

Is it because of being soaked in wine all day long that people are also infected with the aroma of wine?

Seeing the two hugging each other, Dirty Dog didn't know why he was so excited. He whimpered and circled around them, and was almost kicked by Wen Ling.

Jiang Xing looked thin, but his muscles were tight to the bone, but Wen Ling hugged him effortlessly, and his breathing rhythm was the same as usual.

The town was eerily quiet, and none of the residents had any curiosity about the gunshots on the outskirts of the town.The two returned safely to the door of the bar. Jiang Xing fumbled in his arms for a long time and handed the key to Wen Ling.

"Hold tight." Wen Ling said, and let go of Jiang Xing's back to open the door.

Wen Ling turned to look at Dirty Dog sideways, asking.

Jiang Xing whispered, "It's a bit dirty... Forget it, let it come in."

Wen Ling called out, "Come on."

Dirty Dog refused to step up the steps of the bar, stood in the night wagging his tail at them, and disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Xing's worried expression, Wen Ling said casually, "It knows to stay in a safe place."

The warm light behind the bar indicated that the two were finally out of danger. Jiang Xing's tense body relaxed, and he smiled embarrassedly at Wen Ling: "Senior, let me down."

Wen Ling patted him on the back, "Go to your room."

Jiang Xing was even more embarrassed, his eyes wandered: "No need, you should take a bath and rest."

Wen Ling's brows moved slightly, and she didn't say any more.He always did things faster than he talked, so he simply carried Jiang Xingsan up to the second floor in two steps, and pushed open the door of his room.

Jiang Xing didn't stop him, but buried his face in Wen Ling's arms, unwilling to face it.

Even though she was as calm as Wen Ling, she was shocked by the scene behind the door at this time.

The whole house...was in such a mess that there was only a foot-wide path leading to the bed.

It wasn't rubbish on the floor, but countless soft and thick expensive feather pillows and hand-woven blankets, almost knee high.

Jiang Xing explained, "They make me feel safe."

Wen Ling was silent, did not comment on Jiang Xing's little hobby, jumped over obstacles all over the floor, and was about to put him on the edge of the bed, but was pulled back.

Jiang Xing showed him by pulling the hem of his pajamas: "It's so dirty."

Wen Ling's gloves were stained with the dirt from the digging, and after hugging Jiang Xing, he naturally soiled the white bear pajamas he had just put on.

Although Jiang Xing's bed was piled up in a mess, there was only a clean smell of soap locust, without any dust, and he was obviously very clean.

Wen Ling: "Where are your clothes?"

Looking at the chaos in the room, Jiang Xing blushed and pointed to a cabinet by the wall.

Wen Ling was silent for a moment, unwilling to step on the debris on the floor, and said, "Get it yourself."

He put Jiang Xing on the pile of pillows, and the inner core of the feather full of air was immediately dented. Jiang Xing sat on it obediently, still a little dazed.Like a dazzling gem sunken on a soft display cushion.

Expensive, rare, and eye-catching.

"Senior, go take a shower first, don't worry about me." Jiang Xing tried to stand up, but the pillow underneath was too soft, and every time it was propped up a little, it tilted and made him fall.

Jiang Xing covered his cheeks, and simply turned around and walked to the closet on his knees, and went into the closet to fumble for clothes.

He crawled in a hurry because of his shyness, his slender and flexible waist slumped, and the material of the clothes was tightly attached to his body, and there were stains left by Wen Ling on it.

Wen Ling stood where he was, his blue eyes dimmed a little.

There are two small dimples on Jiang Xing's lower back, which are shallow but very conspicuous.

Mingming's personality is straightforward and simple, but every inch of her body is flattering, and her contradictory temperament is natural.

Jiang Xing carefully avoided the wound that was no longer bleeding, slowly put on new pajamas, crawled back to kneeling in front of Wen Ling, and smiled shyly.

"If there is no senior, I will definitely not be able to come back."

He sat on the soft pillow, just at the position of Wen Ling's chest, and the soft light from the ceiling lamp hit his side face, casting a vague and ambiguous light and shadow.

All eyes are full of Wen Ling.

Wen Ling, however, was unmoved by the beautiful scenery, and said lightly, "I was going in the first place."

"Why is the senior going to the cemetery? Is that the box?"

Wen Ling: "It has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Xing was stunned, lowered his eyes, looked a little hurt, and said in a low voice after a long time: "I don't want senior to get hurt."

He unconsciously grabbed the pillow under his body with his fingers, and almost complained, "If it were me, I would definitely not let the senior travel here alone."

In fact, Jiang Xing didn't have a clear target for what he said, but there was an inexplicable kind of accusation and scolding in it.It seemed to be blaming Wen Ling's friend or partner for being irresponsible.

[Good tea 3w star coins one tael, I won’t sell it any lower]

[What are you selling? Why don't you keep such a good tea for yourself? 】

【Wen Ling drank all of this】

Wen Ling said, "I don't need anyone to be with me."

Jiang Xing was still dissatisfied, and asked back: "What about the senior's girlfriend? Don't you worry about you?"

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes, as if she had seen through Jiang Xing's little trick, "He knows that nothing will happen to me."

This answer undoubtedly implied that Wen Ling did have a partner, and that the two had a good relationship and trusted each other.

Jiang Xing's eyes dimmed, and he forced a smile: "Senior, let's go rest."

[The hero who died laughing has no girlfriend at all]

[I know that Wen Ling also knows that Xingzai knows that he doesn't have a girlfriend, and the two film stars are just fighting each other (indifferently)

【Wait I'm dizzy】

Jiang Xing dug out the medicine box and bandaged the wound by himself. The black snake that had been hiding in his clothes crawled out slowly and stared at Jiang Xing dissatisfied.

"Why?" Jiang Xing pushed it.

The snake looked in the direction Wen Ling left again, with dangerous eyes.

Jiang Xing touched its head and solemnly warned: "Don't bite him."

Black Snake was reprimanded by the owner for being a stranger, and immediately got into Jiang Xing's sleeve dejectedly, unwilling to communicate with him again.

Jiang Xing was about to go to sleep, but the door was pushed open by Wen Ling.

...that's rude.

Jiang Xing sat up in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ling was wearing a bathrobe, and the waist belt was loosely tied, revealing the perfect and muscular muscles underneath.Jiang Xing immediately opened his eyes and hugged the pillow tightly.

Wen Ling's hair was still dripping with water, even so, he didn't look embarrassed at all, on the contrary, his cold demeanor showed a little danger.

"The shower is broken."

"Ah, I haven't replaced it with a new one. I'll go and have a look for you." Jiang Xing was wearing bear slippers, and didn't dare to glance at Wen Ling when he passed by.

The bathroom was in a mess and water was everywhere.

Turning the faucet all the way to the right, did Wen Ling wash in cold water?The desert has a large temperature difference between day and night, and it is actually quite cool at night.

Jiang Xing sat on the edge of the bathtub holding the shower head, and tightened the nut with a wrench with difficulty.

Wen Ling leaned against the door, the water dripping from his body formed a small puddle, but he didn't seem uncomfortable at all, he liked the cold and wet feeling very much.

Jiang Xing tapped on the shower head and pointed it into the bathtub, "Try boiling water."

Wen Ling turned the faucet to the hot water side and turned it on.

"Hey..."

The shower was fed up with the bad days, and it stopped working completely. It flew out of the water pipe and split in two. The warm water completely watered Jiang Xing.

Wen Ling immediately turned off the water and grabbed the shower head that was rolling around in the bathtub.

Jiang Xing pinched the water pipe in a daze, and the water droplets fell from the ends of his hair to his eyelashes, hanging wet like morning dew, and slid down the end of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

The two people in the same wet clothes looked at each other, and Jiang Xing couldn't help laughing, "It's too rebellious."

His newly changed pajamas were messed up again, and now he smiled so pitifully and cutely that people wanted to touch his hair and knead it wantonly.It's probably similar to the impulse that humans can't help but touch when they see kittens and puppies.

Wen Ling was noncommittal, shaking the shower: "Keep it?"

"Throw it away." Jiang Xing wrung out the ends of her hair, tiptoed and took out a white towel from the cabinet and handed it to Wen Ling, "There are no new ones at home, this is mine, and it was washed very clean, do you mind?" ?”

Wen Ling took it and put it on her arm, without wiping the water off her face.

Jiang Xing: "We can only wait for someone to fix it during the day."

Wen Ling raised her chin, "Can the bathtub be used?"

"Yes, yes," Jiang Xing tilted his head, "but I haven't wiped it for a long time, forget it, let me clean it for you."

Without saying a word, he mixed a basin of disinfectant water, soaked it with a towel, and half kneeled outside the bathtub to wipe it carefully.

Wen Ling stood indifferently, not intending to help.

【The hero is so bad】

【Does Star Cub actually like this one?

【Don't just drink, let's eat some food】

The legs of the loose pajamas have shrunk a bit because of the movement, and the heels of the slippers have fallen off. His ankle bones are not protruding, and the line of his calf is slender, so he can hold it with one hand.

With Wen Ling's strength, Jiang Xing could easily have nowhere to escape, so he could only curl up helplessly by his side.

Wen Ling thought endlessly until Jiang Xing stood up and said, "It can be used."

Jiang Xing found a new set of dry bathrobes and shook them off, "Change this one later, it's good to hang the ones on your body there."

He held up the shoulder of the bathrobe and compared it to Wen Ling, and said with a smile, "It's just right."

Wen Ling collected her thoughts, and her eyes fell on this obviously wider and longer bathrobe.

Not Jiang Xing's size.

Jiang Xing is tall, about 1.8 meters, but compared with Wen Ling who is about 1.9 meters, he is still a bit shorter.This bathrobe was just right for Wen Ling, but it was too long for Jiang Xing and would drag on the ground.

However, the bathrobe does not have a tag, and the wool looks very soft, obviously washed.

Wen Ling said lightly: "Has the previous customer used it?"

Jiang Xing shook his head and said with a smile: "The senior is the first guest to stay overnight. I won't let anyone else go up to the second floor."

Another obvious preference.

Wen Ling curled her lips invisibly, but her eyes were dark, "Okay."

If it is not a guest's, it is naturally "our own people" who have passed through.

who is it?Sander?

Thinking of that blah, rude young man, Wen Ling frowned in dissatisfaction, and lay down in the water.

He closed his eyes and his body floated naturally.He and water seemed to be born as one.

From the perspective of human aesthetics, Sander looks good, but how can this person who has no clue and criticizes Jiang Xing's appearance behind his back deserve to have a treasure?

Rare and rare treasures falling into the hands of ordinary people will only make the pearl dusty in vain.

Wen Ling thought that Jiang Xing should be very suitable for keeping in the sea. He was tied up with dark green seaweed, put into a clam shell, and locked inside like a pearl. Only when he went back to see him could he show his light.

The water is calm, without bubbles.

Jiang Xing put Wen Ling in warm water, and Wen Ling didn't bother to change it, and didn't float until the water was completely cold.

As an ordinary person, after getting wet, some water droplets would remain, but when Wen Ling got up, all the water flowed back into the bathtub.

It's as if the drops of water are not flowing through the skin, but some kind of smooth material.

Wen Ling pushed the door out and saw Jiang Xing again.

"I just went to the second bedroom to check, and the air conditioner seems to be broken." Jiang Xing apologized.Mingming voluntarily left the senior to live with him, but ended up with a bunch of problems, including the bathroom and the air conditioner.

Jiang Xing: "Because I think the senior seems to be afraid of heat..."

He didn't dare to look at Wen Ling's face, and whispered, "Senior, do you want to come to my room to sleep all night?"

Hearing that there was a problem with the air conditioner, a slight trace appeared on Wen Ling's eyebrows.

He is not afraid of heat, but things like flames and sunlight always disgust him. As long as there is a cold environment to choose from, Wen Ling will not settle for it no matter what.

Seeing that Wen Ling didn't respond, Jiang Xing said anxiously: "I can sleep on the pile of pillows, it's very comfortable. It's good for the senior to sleep on the bed."

Wen Ling finally gave a light "um", agreeing to Jiang Xing's proposal.

The air conditioner was turned on at 16 degrees, and Jiang Xing touched his arm as soon as he entered the door, and he scrambled into the pillow pile, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes to look at Wen Ling.

"Good night, senior."

Wen Ling's fingers moved slightly, and it was the first time that she felt something like "itchy hands".

Lovely treasure.But if you are so afraid of the cold, you should be shivering in the sea, right?

Wen Ling turned off the light and lay down under Jiang Xing's quilt. The faint scent of sweet wine enveloped him, making people unconsciously relax and fall into a deep sleep.

Jiang Xing's breathing became lighter, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Wen Ling sat up quietly and took out the box she had dug out earlier.

It is locked, not the lock of the world.With the human body can not be opened.

Sensing the weak energy fluctuations in the box, Wen Ling frowned.It is true that individuals with exceptionally powerful spiritual power often appear among human beings, but it is absolutely impossible for ordinary exorcists to seal the body of an evil god.

Wen Ling's fingertips landed on the keyhole, and an invisible force penetrated into it, and was gently blocked back.

"Well……"

Suddenly, Jiang Xing's uncomfortable sleep babble came from among the pillows, "Cold..."

The room temperature was still a bit high for Wen Ling, but Jiang Xing sounded like he was about to cry.

The arrogant outsider quietly walked to the pile of pillows, and raised his hand to touch Jiang Xing's exposed cheek.

Jiang Xing was shivered by the ice, and shrank back deeper.

This move aroused Wen Ling's long-quiet curiosity.What would Jiang Xing do if he was cold to the extreme?

In order to satisfy his lack of exploration, an invisible tentacle slowly penetrated into the gap of the blanket, searching and touching little by little.The more Jiang Xing was afraid of the cold, the more strangely satisfied Wen Ling felt.

Obviously, he could change the room to sleep, or let Wen Ling make do for the night, but Jiang Xing decided to contribute the bedroom and turn on the air conditioner to the lowest temperature, just to make Wen Ling have a comfortable environment.

So cute, if all human beings were so cute, he wouldn't have to leave the sea.

"hiss……"

Jiang Xing's ankle seemed to be wrapped in a piece of ice, and he curled up his lips in aggrieved manner.

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes.

bumped into.

The author has something to say:

Xing Xing looks weak now, but... hehehehe (villain laughs)