Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

hard.

hard.

Qin Ge's fist hardened.

I want to beat this stupid guy up!

Hearing Jiang Yanqing's words clearly, Shen Chi, who was sure that Master Huo of their family could also hear clearly, said in his heart:

Damn it, Shura field!

Even if Dr. Jiang wanted to die, he didn't have to take the initiative to send it to his door, right?At night, people were secretly killed and buried on the back hill of Jiyuan, who would know?

Shen Chi has already imagined Jiang Yanqing's 100 ways to die in his mind, all of which are one word without exception:

awful!

Standing behind Huo Beiyuan, Shen Chi didn't dare to look at the expression on the man's face.

Because you don't need to look to know that Master Huo's face is definitely not very good-looking.

...

Jiang Yanqing knew nothing about the danger, and felt that his proposal was really good, the more he thought about it, the better he felt——

Qin Ge's medical skills are so good, he should be from their Jiang family!

If he married Qin Ge, it would be equivalent to marrying back a treasure trove of mobile medical knowledge!

Originally, Jiang Yanqing just wanted to annoy Huo Beiyuan, who valued sex and despised friends, and said a few words to revenge him a little bit, but now, as he talks... he really moved his heart shamefully.

Of course, this heartbeat does not refer to the heartbeat for Qin Ge himself.

It's the added value to Qin Ge, that is, his superb medical skills.

For medical idiots, what is love, can it be eaten?

Jiang Yanqing thought to himself, for the advancement of global medical technology, he is willing to sacrifice himself to marry Qin Ge!

Do 0 for medicine.

Jiang Yanqing was almost moved to tears by herself.

He continued to persuade, "Look, you are highly skilled in medicine, and I am also highly skilled in medicine. Isn't this a fate arranged by heaven? We are simply a pair made in heaven, with two swords combined, we are invincible..."

Qin Ge's forehead twitched.

Hands clenched into fists.

The fist is about to move.

He was about to beat up Jiang Yanqing's face that didn't know what to do, until his face was full of peach blossoms, and there were many falling flowers.

——Fuck you, the fate arranged by God!

Unexpectedly, someone spoke out before him, "Shen Chi, take him out, and he is not allowed to be put into the Garden of Silence again."

Jiang Yanqing froze, and turned his head slowly as if his neck was stuck. When he saw Huo Beiyuan who appeared behind him at some time, he was so horrified that the hairs all over his body stood up 'shua', and his heart felt a big trough!

Is there anything more astonishing than poaching a wall and letting someone catch it? !

"No, Beiyuan, listen to my explanation..." Jiang Yanqing, who had been digging the wall with great joy a moment ago, now feels bad.

Because Shen Chi, who received the order, walked out from behind Huo Beiyuan, walked towards Jiang Yanqing, and unbuttoned the two buttons of his cuffs, Jiang Yanqing cowardly hid behind Qin Ge, put his hands on Qin Ge's shoulders, and walked towards Huo Beiyuan Empty dialogue, trying to escape.

Huo Beiyuan's gaze fell on Jiang Yanqing's hand, and he stared at it, no matter how he looked at it, he felt it was an eyesore.

If Jiang Yanqing's hands were not used to hold the scalpel, Huo Beiyuan thought it would be better to fold them for him.

Without giving Jiang Yanqing a chance to speak, the man ordered Shen Chi again, "Shut his mouth."

"Yes, Master Huo."

Shen Chi tore off the tie around his neck, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Jiang Yanqing's blind mouth to gag it. With one hand, he pinched the back of Jiang Yanqing's fateful neck, and carried him out.

Jiang Yanqing: "Uuuuuuuuuuu..."

Before being dragged out of the Garden of Silence by Shen Chi, Jiang Yanqing couldn't speak with his tie stuffed in his mouth, so he could only stare at the man in the wheelchair——

Huo Beiyuan, you are a bitch!

You forget your righteousness when you see sex!

You are ruthless, shameless and unreasonable!

...

Facing such an accusation, Huo Beiyuan didn't feel any pain, his face remained unchanged, and the wheelchair moved forward a few steps.

Qin Ge felt that the world was finally clean, and he was relieved.

For some reason, although Jiang Yanqing was carried out by Shen Chi, his words seemed to echo here for a long time, making Qin Ge feel a little uncomfortable under Huo Beiyuan's gaze.

Of course, Qin Ge swore that he didn't have any ambiguous thoughts about Jiang Yanqing.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have punched him hard enough to hit him just now.

The atmosphere is slightly subtle.

Qin Ge touched his nose, and took the initiative to speak to break the silence in the room, "That guy Jiang Yanqing has nothing to stop him, he always likes to make jokes."

Huo Beiyuan's ink-like eyes slowly stared at the young man, his handsome face had a rare indifference and indifference in front of Qin Ge, his thin lips parted slightly, and he mused: "Are you kidding? If it's not a joke... what are you thinking?"

Qin Ge replied very calmly, and said without a trace of guilt: "I have no idea. He is not my type."

Not all likes require a response.

At least Qin Ge wasn't the kind of person who would force himself just because of other people's moods.

It was inevitable that Huo Beiyuan would mess up some mandarin ducks, or cause some misunderstandings or troubles, Qin Ge felt that it would be better to explain clearly.

Qin Ge felt that his answer was clear enough. Huo Beiyuan wasn't the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs, and this matter was an oolong.

However, what Qin Ge didn't expect was that the man had no intention of letting it go, but instead had a posture of asking the truth...

Huo Beiyuan raised his eyes, and looked over slowly as if his eyes were closed to the twilight. His slightly sharp gaze fell on his face, as if he meant not to miss any expression on his face, and asked slowly, without distinguishing emotions in his tone: "Then what do you like?"

...what does he like.

A strange emotion floated up in Qin Ge's heart, which was too fast to be grasped.

"……do not know."

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Even though he answered in this way, the man didn't intend to go any further, as if he just asked casually, but Qin Ge couldn't help but pay attention to this question.

He was sure that he didn't like Jiang Yanqing's second-hand type.

But, what type does he specifically like...

Until lying in bed at night, Qin Ge was still thinking about this question in his heart.

Some tossing and turning.

The teenager lying on the bed was staring at a dark ceiling, with his head resting on one arm, his right leg bent, physically sleepy, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, but consciously sober.

'Could it be that you've been single for too long and lonely? ' he thought to himself.

When he was drowsy, a thought vaguely crossed his mind.

How about... talk about a relationship?

However, that is for tomorrow.

Qin Ge turned over and closed his eyes gently.

...

Silent night.

The sound of the ancient clock in the Jiyuan Garden is long and long, and the second hand always has a strange feeling when it moves at night.

Qin Ge rarely slept very peacefully tonight. Suddenly, he seemed to hear the door being opened quietly, and someone approached in the dark.

Who is he?

Qin Ge's vague consciousness was struggling, trying to wake up.

However, the man didn't do anything after he came in, just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him through the darkness for a long...a long time...

After so long that Qin Ge thought he was just having a nightmare, the figure suddenly stretched out his hand, clasped his chin, and leaned over to give him a pious and cool kiss...

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