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

Jiang Xing's body temperature is not high, it is considered cool among boys, and he is particularly afraid of the cold.

But for Wen Ling, who has lived in the deepest seabed since his birth and is an aquatic creature, the silent shock of a human being who touched land for the first time is enough to make up for the low temperature.

Jiang Xing frowned in his sleep, not knowing why his limbs were cold even though he was already hidden deep in the blanket, as if his whole body was dragged into an ice cave by a water ghost.

The chill began to spread from the fingertips, eroding the blood veins inch by inch, and then bound his limbs like iron chains, pulling him into the icy sea where there was no sunlight.

Jiang Xing was half asleep and half awake, only feeling that his bones were trembling with cold.The feather pillow on his body also seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms at this moment, perfectly replicating the ever-increasing pressure of sea water when he sank, squeezing and depriving his lungs of all the air.

He was gasping for breath, trying to break free from the pain of drowning, but the god watching him was so arrogant and selfish, even if he loved his kin, he would put him in his own cage first, and then slowly comfort him.

Can't give up..."God" will swallow his will.

Jiang Xing was unable to think due to lack of oxygen, leaving only one thought in his mind.

What to do, who can save him?

He was dragged behind himself, the sunlight on the sea surface was getting dimmer, fishes swam by, large sheets of air bubbles covered the sea surface, and the water that enveloped him became even colder.

He stretched out his hand to reach the surface of the sea, but it was in vain.

Under the sea, a pair of huge eyes slowly opened.The azure blue is not like an ocean, but like an endless river of stars.

It stares at the prey it has captured, with no sadness or joy in its eyes, which is the indifference and arrogance unique to higher life looking at ants.

Jiang Xing's lips moved slightly, spit out a string of bubbles, but failed to call out the name in the water.

Only that person can save him.

Wen Ling half-bowed in front of Jiang Xing, quietly watching the other's soul being swallowed up by her own power little by little.

Cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the young man, his limbs struggled feebly, his face was pale, only his lower lip was bitten scarlet.

Suddenly, he began to call out in a low voice:

"Wen Ling... Wen Ling... Woo, senior..."

Wen Ling's pupils shrank, and their eyes suddenly became dark.

Jiang Xing was still calling him, "Senior, help me..."

Wen Ling stopped the pace of eroding the soul, thought for a moment, and even retracted the tentacles wrapped around the young man.

He gently brushed Jiang Xing's wet messy hair behind his ears with his little finger, and wiped the wet cheek with the back of his hand.

Jiang Xing, who had nothing to rely on in the deep sea, suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, and burst out of strength to hold Wen Ling's palm tightly. He rubbed his cheek against his palm like a helpless kitten, and whimpered aggrievedly: "Wen Ling."

There was only one step away from devouring Jiang Xing completely, but Wen Ling gave up.

Although the soulless human body is obedient, there will be no shyness, expectation and cunning in those beautiful eyes.With plump lips, he would no longer call him senior or Wen Ling.

For the first time, this great god from the deep sea had a sense of belonging to his human name.

Wen Ling let Jiang Xing hold his arm until the other party's breathing calmed down, and there was a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth.

To trust him so much.

Cute and silly little humans.

When Jiang Xing woke up, he seemed to have swum across the strait twice overnight, protesting with sore muscles on the verge of collapse.He barely opened his eyelids, feeling dizzy for a while.

It took a long time for the eyes to refocus.The thick velvet curtains in the room were tightly closed, Wen Ling turned on the lamp, and half leaned on his bedside to read a book.

This god doesn't know where he got the sense of ritual. Every time he reads a book, he never forgets to put on his glasses, which fit loosely on the bridge of his nose. He is handsome and abstinent.

Jiang Xing moved his arm with difficulty, and a red mark an inch wide was drawn on his wrist, which was already swollen. His skin was originally thin, and it would break if he was lightly touched by a hard object. Skin.

Wen Ling heard his movement, and looked sideways at Jiang Xing, the eyes behind the glass showed no regrets.

In his opinion, if he can keep Jiang Xing's intact soul, he is already pampering this human being.

"It's eight o'clock." Wen Ling said lightly, "You said you would take me to Hope Town in the morning."

"Ah." Jiang Xing sat up, a small pillow happened to be on top of his head, and he hugged him into his arms, "Let me squint for a while."

As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened.His chin was resting on the pillow, and his brows were full of tiredness from not being able to sleep peacefully.He couldn't tell his age at all, so pitifully shrunken he looked younger, and some people would believe that he was a high school student.

It's a pity that Wen Ling won't feel any pity in her heart.He turned a page of the book, "5 minutes."

"Hmm..." Jiang Xing answered him casually, not sure if he was awake.

Five minutes later, a chill enveloped Jiang Xing, and he opened his eyes in a daze. His eyes were shining with water, and he looked at the culprit blankly and innocently.

It turned out that Wen Ling aimed the air vent at him.

"Morning senior." Jiang Xing covered his mouth and yawned, with tears streaming down his eyes.He crawled to Wen Ling's side from the pile of pillows, and said lazily, "What are you looking at, senior?"

He was extremely sleepy, and he lay down on the side of the bed while talking, smiling obediently and confusedly.

""Desert Snake"." Wen Ling said quietly, and closed the book to show Jiang Xing the cover, "I bought it before entering Hope Town."

The workmanship of the book looks rough, the imitation snakeskin cover is cracked, but it fits the content very well.

"Pfft." Jiang Xing suddenly laughed out loud, "Senior will be cheated too."

Wen Ling tapped the cover backhand, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xing woke up a little after laughing, and was able to see Wen Ling's jokes, so he straightened up his upper body and leaned over, using Wen Ling's fingers to turn over the first page, "Did the old man say that these are all snakes from Hope Town?"

"Ah."

The thin white fingertip landed on the illustration on the first page, "Look at the background, this is a snake in the rainforest, it has nothing to do with the desert."

Wen Ling looked along, but most of his eyes fell on Jiang Xing's fingers, casually thinking about which jewels on the seabed would suit him best.

pearl?Tridacna?Although the bead strings are not as dazzling as the gemstones on land, they are also very suitable for Jiang Xing. Small colored beads can be used for slender and fragile joints, and blue-gray mabes in the shape of water droplets can be used on the arms and foreheads.

As for the throat, it was Wen Ling's exclusive territory and could not be covered in the slightest.

Jiang Xing continued: "And this, this is a sea snake, how could it appear in the desert."

"That old man specializes in deceiving tourists, and the ink is so bad."

Jiang Xing buried his face in Wen Ling's arm, as if he hated the smell of fake books.

"I know the book is fake." Wen Ling said quietly, turning to the last few pages.

Jiang Xing: "Then you still buy...this is?"

"The legend of the desert snake god."

Wen Ling said: "300 years ago, the fleeing pagans came to the desert and met a tribe."

"They are rude and violent, and it is difficult to communicate. As soon as they meet, they break the limbs of the heretics, tie them up and take them back to the settlement center."

"The heretics thought they were doomed, but what awaited them was not a guillotine."

"At night, a man in a black robe walked up to them, raised his hand, and a black snake emerged from his cuff."

Having said that, Wen Ling blinked slowly, unable to distinguish his emotions, "The heretics were lifted up by their hair, and the snake bit their necks and injected venom."

"Their blood began to boil, twisted as if at the stake, but instead of killing them, the snake venom turned them into stronger creatures."

The story ended here, Wen Ling stroked Jiang Xing's fingertips, and asked casually, "Have you heard?"

Jiang Xing's fingers were soft, and Wen Ling kneaded them at will. He recalled: "It is true that the old man said... But it is a legend, right? The reality should be that the aborigines accepted the pagans and learned their teachings. A church was built here, and over time it became a town."

"Next to the cemetery where the senior went last night is the abandoned church."

Jiang Xing couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Senior, can you tell me what's inside the box?"

Wen Ling said, "You really want to know?"

At this moment, Jiang Xing suddenly flinched.I always felt that if Wen Ling agreed, he would release something terrifying.

"If the senior doesn't want to say it, then..."

"I want to open this box." Wen Ling took the initiative to change the subject, "Is there any exorcist in Hope Town?"

The power of the seal is very unique, perhaps only by finding the notes or tokens left by that person can there be clues.

"Exorcist?" Jiang Xing was taken aback, with an unconcealable joy on his face, glad to be able to help him, "It's happened before!"

He bit his lower lip and recalled: "When I was about four or five years old, my father said that there was a strange person who lived on the edge of the Grand Canyon hundreds of kilometers away from here. Now it is quite a famous extreme sports spot, and many Outsiders come to ride the canyon swing."

"Take me there." Wen Ling's voice was flat, and she didn't feel that she should be more polite if she wanted anything from others.Relying on Jiang Xing's preference for him, he can do whatever he wants.

Jiang Xing: "Okay, by the way, what happened last night..."

Wen Ling suddenly restrained Jiang Xing's chin, pressed his thumb on the other's lower lip, and wiped the white teeth marks on the top with some force, "Keep it a secret, huh?"

Jiang Xing was stunned by his overstepping action, and stared at Wen Ling in a daze.It took a long time before I lowered my eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Senior...you're like this...wouldn't your girlfriend be angry?"

Wen Ling's hands became stronger again, "If you don't tell me, who would know?"

Jiang Xing's face turned red all of a sudden, and he murmured, "Why is the senior like this?"

So... irresponsible.

"Good." Wen Ling said casually.

Jiang Xing whispered: "I see."

He blinked, and gently rubbed his cheek against Wen Ling's shoulder, "This is a secret between me and the senior."

The words were obviously obedient, but Wen Ling's expression did not show any joy. Instead, he pinched Jiang Xing's cheek and said coldly, "Get up."

[I switch repeatedly between the two states of hard fist and acting, who knows (smoke)

[I don't care about kissing the little green tea wife hehehe]

Jiang Xing stretched out his arms, revealing his dazzlingly white waist under his clothes, and said, "What do you want to eat in the morning? Taco tacos?"

Wen Ling had never heard of this kind of human food, "It's up to you."

"Okay."

Jiang Xing moved very slowly when he was not doing business. He fumbled through a set of clean clothes and came out. "By the way, the road over there is not easy to walk. We have to stay in the desert for one night."

He added: "There are tourists over there, the robbers dare not go there, it's safe."

Jiang Xing was embarrassed to change clothes in front of Wen Ling, but the other party stared at him intently, obviously not intending to go out to avoid it.

He had no choice but to hide behind the pile of pillows with his clothes deep and one foot shallow, take off his pajamas and put on a light mountaineering suit.

As the pajamas he took off were thrown outside, a gust of wind sent that secret fragrance into Wen Ling's mouth and nose, and it almost burrowed into his brain to imprint it.

Wen Ling doesn't pay much attention to food, but Jiang Xing pursues perfection.After quickly washing the remaining cups in the bar from last night, and hanging a "Closed Business" sign at the door, he seriously turned back to make tacos for Wen Ling.

The corn batter is adjusted slightly thinner, so that the taste of the baked food is softer, and the degree of fusion with the ingredients in the filling will be higher.

Wen Ling leaned against the kitchen door, watched Jiang Xing move around skillfully, and felt strangely one of the happiest moments of human beings.

Jiang Xing probably likes Bear very much. The belt of the apron is tied at the back of the waist, and the close-fitting T-shirt is also tucked into a corner.

The fragrance of corn permeated the room. Jiang Xing put the baked pie crust on the rack to cool slightly, and fried two pieces of marinated chicken thighs while the pan was hot. The remaining corners of the pan were used for frying onion.

Taking advantage of this moment, he took out the crisper from the refrigerator, "I made the mashed potatoes yesterday, is that okay?"

"Hmm." Wen Ling didn't care whether the food was fresh or not. Compared to that, he preferred to study the bow on the back of Jiang Xing's apron.

Sometimes he had to acknowledge the whims of tiny creatures like humans.How could two plain cloth belts line Jiang Xing's waistline so well.

Because of the honey, the skin of the chicken is fried in caramel brown, the skin is crispy, and the mixed aroma of meat and sugar is mouth-watering.

The onion was fried with the chicken sauce until it was slightly transparent. Jiang Xing poured the remaining mashed potatoes into the pot and evenly coated the onion dices to dry out the water a bit.

"It will be all right soon."

Jiang Xing was afraid that Wen Ling would be impatient to wait, so he took the time to turn around and smile.

His forehead was a little sweaty again from cooking, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't feel hard at all.

Jiang Xing tiptoed to touch the gloves in the cabinet above his head, but accidentally pushed the box so deep that it was out of reach.

"I'll do it." Wen Ling walked behind him, and the 1.9-meter tall man completely wrapped Jiang Xing into his arms, and easily took off the glove box.

"Thank you, senior."

Jiang Xing spread out the warm corn tortillas on the plate, spread a uniform thickness of onion mashed potatoes, put a piece of lettuce on it, put the whole chicken thigh in the middle, drizzled with egg yolk mustard sauce and rolled it up.

"Try the taste." Jiang Xing brought the taco to Wen Ling's mouth, his eyes full of anticipation.

There were still gloves in the box, but Wen Ling didn't want to take them anymore.

He took a bite of the taco roll with Jiang Xing's hand, and said after swallowing, "Very good."

Jiang Xing really smiled with crooked eyebrows, "As long as the senior likes it."

After the two had breakfast, Wen Ling carried the camera bag and did nothing as usual, her eyes following Jiang Xing around.

[No, I'm going to beat him up now. I only eat and don't work. I'm already angry because I feel too involved! 】

【calm!The good show is yet to come, Hey Star Cub must have figured out how to deal with Wen Ling]

"Tent, stove..." Jiang Xing packed up all the camping bags, thought for a while, and went back to the kitchen to bring a big thermos.

Wen Ling: "What did you bring?"

Jiang Xing stuffed the thermos cup into his bag, "You'll know in a while."

Wen Ling finally took the initiative to lift the bag this time, and the tens of kilograms of things were in his hands like light weight.

Driving on the Gobi road is a kind of silent enjoyment, as if the soul is also blown by the wind, extremely free.Jiang Xing hummed unconsciously. He knew that his singing was not good, and his voice was extremely low.

Wen Ling leaned on the window frame and looked into the distance, "Which one did you sing at school?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xing didn't expect that Wen Ling could hear this, "I sing really badly, and everyone is cheering me on to save face..."

Wen Ling said, "No."

"what?"

"Your voice can confuse people's hearts." Wen Ling's voice was flat, but what he said made Jiang Xing's cheeks heat up.

Jiang Xing: "What did the senior say..."

"This is true."

Wen Ling stopped talking to him, and concentrated her mind to feel the power fluctuations in the box.

The remnant was a little anxious, it seemed that Jiang Xing was leading the right way.

It was just evening when the two arrived at the canyon scenic spot, just in time to take a rest.

Jiang Xing rented a campsite from a local. The other party also knew the famous bartender in Hope Town, so he generously waived the fee. He just wanted to invite Jiang Xing to stay at their house for a night.

Jiang Xing waved his hand apologetically, "No, I came here with my friends."

The guide is also quite a bold and handsome young guy. He is unwilling to take other jobs after seeing Jiang Xing, and even wants to reach out to drag him.

Wen Ling set up the tent, and when he turned his head and saw this scene, his eyes suddenly turned cold.These humans are always trying to take what doesn't belong to them.

Jiang Xing caught a glimpse of Wen Ling's approaching movement, suddenly rolled his eyes, and even took the initiative to stop and evade, letting the young guide grab his arm, "...Today is really not good, next time you come to Hope Town, I will treat you to a drink .”

Guide: "Boss, you know this is the peak season, and campsites are only booked two weeks in advance, if it weren't for—fucking—"

Hearing the other party curse, Wen Ling's hand became stronger, almost breaking the bones of the man's arm.

These guides are experienced in dealing with people and things. They know who looks rich but are actually stupid, and they also know that some people must not be offended.The well-dressed Wen Ling obviously belonged to the latter.

But Jiang Xing seldom went out, and he happened to bump into him... The guide was unwilling, and his eyes still lingered on him.

Wen Ling didn't keep his hand anymore, and directly took off the man's wrist, dragged him and threw him behind a boulder, preventing the tourists from looking at him curiously.

The guide turned pale with pain, and cursed some unpleasant words in his mouth.He was about to fight Wen Ling.

Jiang Xing's face was pale, and he grabbed the corner of Wen Ling's clothes and said, "Senior, forget it."

Wen Ling gently brushed him away, his expressionless face was full of chilling coldness.

The guide's brothers also noticed the situation here, and they strode over aggressively. The muscles in their arms that had been working all the year round were knotted, and they looked very ferocious.

"Senior..."

Wen Ling kicked the guide so that he fell to his knees, and said coldly, "People shouldn't make random decisions."

He turned sideways, facing the reinforcements with a cold face.

"You shouldn't hit him on the head."

With Jiang Xing present, these people didn't draw their guns no matter how angry they were.After all, this is not the barren land of 200 years ago, and the grand scene of duels for beauties may be difficult to appear again.

At first, Jiang Xing was afraid that Wen Ling would lose the wind, but he looked at the gentleness, but when he fought, he was more fierce than the gang members who had been fighting with weapons all year round. His moves were all in positions that were painful and bloodless, and the fights were strong. Han fell to the ground and howled in pain.

A few minutes later, Wen Ling pulled Jiang Xing out from behind the boulder with straight clothes.

All the tourists looked at each other, as if they had seen a ghost.One person hits five?This is too fierce.

Jiang Xing was so nervous that his heart beat fast, he took a wet wipe to help Wen Ling wipe clean his hands, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Senior is so amazing."

When he came to his senses, it was not to dissuade and complain, but to praise Wenling.

How eccentric.

Wen Ling was in a good mood, and pinched Jiang Xing's wrist with his backhand.

It was almost sunset, tourists gathered on the edge of the cliff, photography enthusiasts scrambled for the best camera position, almost did not fight.

Jiang Xing sprinkled anti-scorpion medicine around the tent and asked, "Aren't seniors going to take pictures?"

Wen Ling sat at the entrance of the tent, crossed his legs casually, and fiddled with the camera in his hand, "Eyes are better than cameras."

"You don't look like you are here to pick up the wind." Jiang Xing took out two cans of beer and a knife from his bag, and poked the tip of the knife into the edge of the top of the can. "Senior, help me."

Wen Ling was so strong that he easily cut through the metal, leaving the top of the beer can completely open.Holding the wine, he quietly waited for Jiang Xing's next move.

Jiang Xing took out the big thermos cup and unscrewed it, pointed at the mouth of the beer bottle and shook it, and a few pieces of yellow peach ice rolled out of it.

"I don't have a refrigerator in the car." Jiang Xing said with a smile, "Senior only drinks ice, I remember."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little shy again, and touched his cheek, "I saw that you liked yellow peaches quite a bit yesterday, so you brought some."

"You... are fine." Wen Ling took a sip, the beer mixed with slightly sweet yellow peach ice cubes tasted great.

Jiang Xing didn't expect Wen Ling to praise himself so bluntly. His eyes flustered and he turned his eyes away. He drank a sip of wine as if covering up, and said in a low voice, "Listen carefully to what the senior has to say, and you will naturally remember everything."

In order to carry out the style of green tea, he did not forget to add a sentence, "What should the seniors do when they go out with their partners?"

Wen Ling hooked the corners of her lips.

Just do it.

There was a sudden exclamation from the edge of the cliff.

At this time, the sun happened to be setting in a semicircular depression in the Gobi, presenting a ring-shaped superb scene.

Jiang Xing exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"

Wen Ling put down the drink, "Go and take pictures."

"Me?" Jiang Xing blinked in surprise, "Will the senior take pictures for me?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xing immediately packed his clothes excitedly, and trot to the edge of the cliff.

Wen Ling frowned slightly, "Come in."

"It's all right." Jiang Xing smiled softly with his back to the setting sun.

The sky is full of reddish-brown sandy soil, and the sunset is red. Standing in it, Jiang Xing looks like a small bamboo that doesn't fit in.

Wen Ling adjusted the light, "Smile."

Jiang Xing tilted his head, put his hands behind his back, "I've been laughing all the time."

The shutter is pressed, and there is a click.

"It's nice to see the senior."

The setting sun was completely submerged below the horizon, and the sky suddenly turned from bright to dark.

Jiang Xing's pupils flashed, as if they had changed into the pupils of cold-blooded animals that should not appear on human beings at that moment.