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

"President? President?"

Wen Ling seemed to have just recovered from contemplation, "What is it?"

The head of the choir smiled and nodded to the stage, "Doesn't it look good? Little Oriental Beauty."

There was another burst of cheers in the auditorium, and the audience's voices urged the people on the stage to sing another song.

The young man smiled apologetically, and bowed shyly to the audience, "I don't sing very well, so I won't waste everyone's time."

He returned the microphone to the choir, and trotted off the stage, not forgetting to wave to the audience with a shy smile.

The group leader leaned close to Wen Ling's shoulder and said regretfully, "It's a pity that we're leaving tomorrow, and it's a waste of money for those juniors."

Wen Ling held the ice wine in her hand, and turned the prism glass lightly, reflecting fine shadows on the wall of the box.

"Let's go next year."

The leader was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Wen Ling took a sip of his wine, followed the handsome young man back to the auditorium with cold eyes.

The other party came with another young man, tall and handsome, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and it seemed that there were some rumors in that session.

The name is...Edward?

Really vulgar.Wen Ling thought casually.

"One more year of honors."

"Hey," the team leader scolded, "Why don't you tell me! When did you decide? It couldn't be just now, right? You're not real."

The young man was pulled into his arms by Edward and hugged like a brother. He pushed him away with a smile, and sat back on the chair to drink water.

His water bottle was empty, and there were at least three or four men and women with outstanding appearance and knowledge around him offering drinks, expecting the young man to choose him.

The head of the group smiled and said, "Have you seen that movie? If he smokes, the group of people will immediately join him with lighters."

Wen Ling: "Who is he?"

"You don't know?" said the group leader, "Jiang Xing, the 'treasure' of the Faculty of Arts."

"Treasure." Wen Ling chewed the word softly, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "Not bad."

Team leader: "You haven't answered me yet, are you really planning to stay for him for a year?"

He squeezed his eyes wickedly, "If you want to keep it, then what about Edward Peter Diana, who is your opponent? Why don't you take it directly?"

Wen Ling knocked on the wine glass, stood up and slowly adjusted her clothes in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

As the president, he attended the graduation party, so he naturally wore an expensive and crisp formal suit, a gray wool suit tailored snugly, with discreet emerald buttons sewn on the cuffs.

It matches Jiang Xing very well, he thought.

"Hey, really go!"

Seeing Wen Ling leave the box, the head of the group rushed out after him, and the ice cube that would not melt for thousands of years was also tempted. This is the top priority of the academy!

At this time, it was the intermission time, and the students shuttled freely in the field, the lights were dimmed, and the golden champagne was tilted and staggered in the glass.

They are the best group of people, and they make "friends" when they collide their wine glasses and nod their heads with a smile.This terrifying web of relationships will one day become the invisible hand that hangs over the business world.

And no matter how dazzling they are, the moment the door of the box is pushed open, there is only one person in the auditorium that everyone is looking at.

"It turns out that President Wen is here."

"It's a pity to hear that Senior Wen doesn't plan to accept an honorary degree."

"Speaking of which," they whispered in each other's ears, "no one knows about the president's family's business."

"I've heard a bit, it seems to be related to the sea..."

Edward told the current trendy jokes, making Jiang Xing laugh all the time, and leaned on his shoulder softly, "Stop teasing me, hey, my stomach hurts from laughing."

The handsome young man smiled so brightly in his eyes, Rourou could take people's mind away when he looked over.Edward laughed softly, "The president is here."

"President?" Jiang Xing's smile restrained a lot, "Is he also there?"

Wen Ling glanced across the auditorium and walked straight to Jiang Xing.

Seeing the young man smiling out of shape, his eyes darkened slightly, and he took two glasses of champagne from the waiter.

Jiang Xing blinked and whispered to Edward, "Is the president coming towards us?"

Edward smiled slightly, half-armed Jiang Xing's waist, and looked provocatively.

Wen Ling's expression was calm, and he didn't care about it.

He really doesn't care.Whether it is appearance, identity, or status, Edward is incomparable with him.

Wen Ling walked up to Jiang Xing under everyone's gaze, and handed over a glass of wine: "Thirsty?"

His voice was cold, not as if asking for warmth, but as if he was here to find fault.But Jiang Xing didn't care about that, and looked away in a panic, waving his hands slightly to refuse: "Thank you senior, I can't drink much."

Seeing that Wen Ling's movements remained unchanged, Jiang Xing had no choice but to take the wine glass. Their skins inevitably touched for a moment, giving each other a meal.

Edward stood up and reached out to Wen Ling: "President, I am Edward, the new chief of the business school."

Wen Ling didn't seem to hear him introduce himself, "I can't see the stage here, come with me."

"Ah?" Jiang Xing pointed to himself in surprise, "Me?"

Wen Ling: "Yes."

The graduates around were chatting and laughing in low voices. Edward's complexion was not good, and he vaguely heard his name.

Wen Ling is about to graduate, what does it mean to come over to do this all of a sudden?

Jiang Xing waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I came with Edward, so I won't go."

Seeing Jiang Xing facing him, Edward felt elated, even if he couldn't compare to Wen Ling, he didn't feel jealous.No matter how good he was, Jiang Xing never said he would go with Wen Ling.

Wen Ling: "Afraid of me?"

Jiang Xing opened his eyes wide in surprise, not knowing how Wen Ling could tell, "Student, senior..."

Wen Ling spread her palms to him, "I haven't thanked you for the umbrella yet."

He was talking about the day when Jiang Xing entered school, the two met by chance.

Jiang Xing blushed, and looked away embarrassedly, "It's okay."

Wen Ling ignored the comments and gazes around her, and maintained a gesture of reaching out to him.

No one is willing to reject him on such an occasion.

Jiang Xing put his hand on it hesitantly, and was immediately gripped by the other party's wrist.

There is no escape.

Edward couldn't stop Wen Ling, so he sat down with a gloomy face, and his peers around him also looked at him with pity.

Those who are not strong enough will soon be taken away even if they possess treasures for a short time.

Wen Ling walked silently, his steps were not too big, Jiang Xing could easily keep up.But the complex gazes around him made Jiang Xing lower his head uncomfortably.

The champagne swayed slightly, showing his exquisite and beautiful face, and the scarlet vertical pupils flashed past.

The head of the group deliberately acted like a waiter, bowed his waist and opened the box door for them, with an exaggerated smile.

"Hello senior, don't you want to go in?" Jiang Xing greeted him with a smile.

Leader: "There are places outside where I can shine and glow, so I won't go in and shine."

He closed the door, and there was silence in the box.

Jiang Xing shook his wrist, "Senior, you can relax."

Wen Ling didn't let go, and continued to lead him to the sofa, "What do you want to eat?"

"Well, I'm quite full..." Jiang Xing followed Wen Ling's gaze to look at his stomach, his face turned even redder, "Senior still remembers."

Wen Ling nudged him to sit down, leaned over to Jiang Xing, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Based on how Jiang Xing was surrounded by everyone tonight, if he hadn't deliberately avoided Wen Ling, he couldn't have seen Jiang Xing in school for two years.

Jiang Xing's eyes fluttered: "No..."

A word for no reason suddenly appeared in Wen Ling's mind.

'The first time I met a senior, I will never forget it. '

Wen Ling: "Like me?"

"Senior!" Jiang Xing broke free from his restraints and said angrily, "Stop making fun of me."

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes, lightly hooked Jiang Xing's palm with her fingertips, and sat down next to him, "The next game is Flamenco."

He has a low body temperature, and sitting beside him cools him down even more than an ice cube.Jiang Xing moved a little to the side, and was immediately grabbed by Wen Ling with his arms.

"Sit down."

I obviously sit well.Jiang Xing slandered, unable to hold back Wen Ling, and obediently looked towards the stage.

The dance troupe chose the last scene of "Carmen", in which the glamorous gypsy girl was killed in her arms by her lover after throwing down the ring.

Wen Ling crossed her legs and put one arm on the back of Jiang Xing's chair, "He's an idiot."

According to his personality, he would not waste his time on human works, but after seeing this scene, Wen Ling actually commented with some contempt.

Jiang Xing kept his mouth shut and ignored him, the feeling of being completely enveloped by Wen Ling's breath made him restless.Fortunately, Wen Ling is graduating tomorrow, and the chances for the two of them to get along are limited.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Wen Ling said lightly, "I'll take you there."

Jiang Xing said in surprise: "Isn't the senior going to leave?"

"Don't go."

Wen Ling looked at Jiang Xing's flustered eyes, and was in a good mood. She held the other's fingers and stretched them one by one, and she could almost imagine the bones made of jade under the skin.

As a human being, the young people around me are too perfect.

Jiang Xing held his breath in his heart and whispered, "What exactly does the senior want to do?"

Wen Ling kept moving, "It's what you want to do."

"What's wrong with me..."

Wen Ling interrupted: "Want to kiss?"

"Ah?" Jiang Xing was stunned by his nonsensical words.

Wen Ling: "You said that only lovers can kiss..."

He was startled, and suddenly couldn't remember when Jiang Xing said this, but he followed along: "I don't have a lover."

Jiang Xing kicked off his leather shoes and shrank to the sofa, and buried himself in his knees like a collapse, "Senior, you are crazy."

"No, I'm very sensible." Wen Ling looked at the exposed ankle of the other party's suit trousers, and gently scraped the ankle bone with her knuckles, "So, do you want it?"

Jiang Xing raised his watery eyes to give him a glance, put down his wine glass and kissed Wen Ling.

The corners of Wen Ling's mouth curled up slightly, and she supported his waist to make him sit on her knees, and kissed back.

The light bulb in the box went off with a click, Jiang Xing was startled, Wen Ling restrained the back of his neck and kissed him deeper.

When the dance drama ended, the lights from the stage fell into the box, illuminating Wen Ling's profile.

The azure blue eyes were finally no longer filled with nothingness.

Jiang Xing was so excited that he hugged the opponent's neck tightly and hugged a cold deep-sea creature.

With overlapping lips, Wen Ling said softly, "I will stay for one more year until you graduate."

Jiang Xing panted and parted a little, dissatisfied: "I will graduate the year after next."

"Then two years."

"Senior..." Jiang Xing sobbed softly, and kissed him carelessly, "I really like senior."

His sharp teeth brushed against the corners of Wen Ling's lips and landed on his throat, and his eyes had turned into vertical pupils of beasts at some point.

Jiang Xing asked casually, "Where shall we go after graduation?"

"Will the senior take me back to the beach? Your home?"

Wen Ling said softly, "It's up to you. You can go wherever you want."

Jiang Xing was stunned, and loosened his sharp teeth a little, "Is the desert okay?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xing blinked, hugged him and sat up straight, "It doesn't matter if it's hot?"

"Ah."

"It doesn't matter if you're super short of water?"

Wen Ling pinched the back of his neck, "Say it, it's up to you."

Jiang Xing was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "I like the senior most!"

Wen Ling brushed the other's cheek, and Jiang Xing immediately rubbed against him like a kitten, as if pointing out: "It's done."

Jiang Xing licked the corners of his lips, his fangs looming between his red lips.

The graduation party was coming to an end, and Wen Ling gave a speech as the president.He put Jiang Xing on the sofa, "Let's go together when I come back."

Jiang Xing nodded: "Go now."

[I'm covered in cold sweat, so just now Wen Ling answered a proposition, right? 】

【probably?I saw the fangs, oh, mother, save me]

[Snake...hehe, you can't escape, little snake...]

[?This one is even more heavyweight]

Jiang Xing stretched his body and smiled at the audience: "This is Wen Ling's deep consciousness, almost like a dream. If he confesses his love to me here, it will be considered a successful strategy."

[Ah, the stars are cheating! 】

【no!Must come back in reality! 】

Jiang Xing couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, okay."

He twirled the wine glass with his fingertips, "Then Wen Ling will have to break up in love twice, it's so miserable."

The barrage was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The box door opened and closed slightly, and a figure crept in.

Jiang Xing shook his arms lazily, "Did you forget to take something?"

The hand was grabbed with such force that Jiang Xing hissed, and cursed in a low voice: "What are you doing!"

The visitor didn't speak, but only caressed the back of his hand ambiguously.

No... Wen Ling's hands were cold.

Jiang Xing withdrew his hand abruptly, "Who!"

The man stepped out of the shadows with a smile on his face, but he didn't look flattering.

"Wen Ling is on stage." He propped his arms on the back of the sofa and said, "What are you doing with him? Beautiful baby."

Jiang Xing didn't like this frivolous tone, and frowned, "Head? Don't talk like that."

"You don't need to call me Captain," he said with a smile, "Jack is fine."

Jiang Xing moved his fingers uncomfortably, sat up and put on his shoes.

The choir leader Jack went around and half knelt down in front of him, "I'll help you."

"Don't..." Jiang Xing's ankle shrank, but he didn't escape, "What are you doing?"

He was a little angry. At this moment, there was applause in the auditorium. Wen Ling stood on the bright high platform, which was extremely dazzling.

The box had one-way glass, Jiang Xing had nowhere to turn for help, and boldly kicked Jack's shoulder with his other foot, "Release!"

"Don't be so excited." Jack chuckled, "Did Wen Ling kiss you?"

Jiang Xing panicked, and his strength of resistance relaxed. Jack seized the opportunity to restrain his feet, and his hot fingers touched up the hem of his trousers.

Jack: "Wen Ling is not a good person, you don't have real feelings for him, do you?"

"It's the same for you." Jiang Xing frowned, but it's a pity that he was not annoying when he was angry, but even more excited.

Jack said, "I've seen him eat live fish."

Jiang Xing was stunned.

"That day I had something to go to the president's room to find him. The last person who went out didn't close the door properly. I heard movement inside, so I glanced through the crack in the door."

Jack smiled complicatedly, with a look of disgust, "Do you know what I saw?"

Jiang Xing: "He is..."

"Yes. He's eating a live fish."

Jack lowered his voice, as if he was telling a ghost story, "He stood in front of the fish tank, raised his head and swallowed the lively fish into his mouth..."

"Stop talking!" Jiang Xing covered his mouth, the feeling of kissing Wen Ling just now was still so clear, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Jack achieved his goal, so naturally he would not continue to disgust Jiang Xing, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, I brought mouthwash, do you want it?"

Jiang Xing nodded and urged: "Give it to me quickly."

There was another burst of applause outside the box.

Jack showed a sticky smile, and handed him a small bottle of mouthwash from his pocket, "Go, there is a bathroom in the box."

He gently put on Jiang Xing's leather shoes.

Jiang Xing didn't care about talking to him, and ran into the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

【Huh, a little disgusting】

【...You don't believe it, do you?Wen Ling is so particular about a person, he won't eat live fish even if he starves to death oh no, he won't starve to death either]

[Mouthwash is problematic at first glance, don't use it! 】

Jiang Xing rinsed his mouth several times, and the fresh lemon smell finally calmed him down a bit.The young man in the mirror was pale and pitiful.

Jack walked into the bathroom and slowly locked the door.

Jiang Xing asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Dizzy?" Jack's voice was a little distant.

Jiang Xing backed away puzzled, the sole of his foot hit the wardrobe behind him softly, and said in surprise: "You..." He gritted his teeth, knowing that he was being played by someone.

Jack smiled and sighed, "You are so easy to lie. How did you grow up well after all these years?"

"People who have met you, how could they be willing to let you go." The malice in his words was almost overflowing, which made Jiang Xing sick to his stomach.

Jiang Xing was dizzy, barely holding onto the edge of the closet to stand firm, and cursed: "They are human, are you?"

Jack laughed, as if he had heard a good joke, "Everyone makes mistakes, you have to forgive me."

"It's all your fault." He approached Jiang Xing, reaching out to touch the young man's hair.

Jiang Xing couldn't breathe well, slid down the wardrobe and sat on the floor, staring at Jack angrily, "Wen Ling won't let you go."

"Wen Ling?" Jack smiled slightly, "Do you think he cares?"

"I didn't lie to you about one thing. Wen Ling is a monster, a cold-blooded monster." He said, "He won't care about you."

Jiang Xing said stubbornly: "He will."

Jack: "Let's talk then."

He slowly took off his suit jacket and threw it to Jiang Xing's legs.

Jiang Xing closed his eyes and clenched his fists secretly.

But he didn't have a chance to make a phone call.The lock of the bathroom was roughly kicked open, and the moment Jack turned around in a panic, Wen Ling kicked him to the ground.

The leather shoes stepped on Jack's cheek hard, Wen Ling said expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

Jack struggled, but his face was distorted by being stepped on, "Wen, Wen Ling, no, he's just, just uncomfortable, let me take a look."

"Yeah." Wen Ling leaned over, her cold eyes were full of murderous intent, "Continue to make up."

The sweat on Jiang Xing's forehead fell to his eyelashes, and his vision was blurred, "Wen Ling...senior..."

Wen Ling paused, kicked Jack unconscious, picked up Jiang Xing and walked out.

His cold skin is a good antidote, Jiang Xing put his arms around his neck and kept rubbing, "Wen Ling, Wen Ling."

Wen Ling locked the box, the school will be on holiday tomorrow, as for how long Jack will be locked inside...

He hugged Jiang Xing and stuffed it into the co-pilot, the young man pestered him and refused to get off, looking at him beggingly with misty eyes.

Wen Ling: "Go back to your home."

"My family?" Jiang Xing pouted, "I don't have a home."

Wen Ling changed her tune and said, "Go back to my house."

Jiang Xing still refused to let go.

Wen Ling felt a little helpless, "Okay."

"No." The young man said dissatisfied, "Senior must slip away alone."

He murmured in a low voice: "I'm nothing compared to the senior... I'm satisfied if the senior is willing to kiss me. But..." He looked up at Wen Ling with wet eyes, "I want to be with the senior .”

【For a moment, I don’t know whether it’s good fishing or good tea】

[Tea fishing is not separated from each other]

Wen Ling had no choice but to carry him to the back seat, and followed him up, kissing him like a human movie.

For a monster of the sea, this is a huge improvement.

Jiang Xing was happy, pursed his lips and smiled: "I really like the senior."

Wen Ling didn't ask why.

The screen in the live broadcast room went black.

【? ? ? 】

【No——I'm a mature adult now! ! 】

Wen Ling hugged the wet Jiang Xing, "Go back?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xing said lazily, with a strange sobriety in his voice, "Go back."

Wen Ling was about to drive, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing in an underground building.

Starlight shines through the crack above the head, and a torch hangs on the wall. A man in black robe is sitting and resting on the throne. Seeing that Wen Ling is awake, he chuckled softly, "Human? No..."

The voice of the man in black was very indistinct, and he couldn't distinguish between male and female, old and young.He was a little shorter than Wen Ling, standing on the steps of the throne, the eyes of the two happened to be at the same level.

"It turned out to be a little octopus."

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It's double change!there is another chapter