Quick Transmigration: The villain's Bai Yueguang is dead again

Living in the team all year round, Jiang Qinfeng rarely sees women around him.In addition to exercising every day, it is exercise, and the boys around me have scars and calluses on their hands.

So even if the palms touched, Jiang Qinfeng didn't feel anything,

But Lin Mo is different.

The boy's hands were dry and slightly cold, but very slippery and soft, just like... a girl's hands.

In addition, Jiang Qinfeng's first impression of Lin Mo was very good, so he blushed unconsciously.

Lin Mo didn't realize it, and continued talking about him and Gu Xun to himself.

In his eyes, he already regarded Jiang Qinfeng as a person to confide in, and the other party was tall and stupid, which made Lin Mo feel more relaxed, and he was willing to tell Jiang Qinfeng what was on his mind.

Later, when they met Gu Xun, they moved him out, hid behind him and showed off their power to Gu Xun, with a childish and helpless posture.

Jiang Qinfeng was trained in a difficult environment. When he came to a family like the Lin family, it was difficult to adapt at first, and there were too many things to learn.

For example, what kind of clothes does Lin Mo need to prepare for the occasion, the culture on the wine table, the etiquette at the banquet, and how to arrange Lin Mo's schedule reasonably.

In the beginning, I was in a hurry, and I couldn't get the point.

But Lin Mo has never been angry with him, always laughing at him and teaching him patiently.

After finally sneaking in, Lin Mo will take him to play games.

In the game, Lin Mo is completely different from the calm and calm boy who usually faces business partners.

Directly become the number one troll in the national service, and curse people without using dirty words or commas.

Jiang Qinfeng who was sitting next to him was dumbfounded.

After playing a game heartily, Lin Mo would take out the cigarette case from his pocket and take out one to smoke.

When Jiang Qinfeng saw him smoking for the first time, he was completely shocked. After all, in his eyes, such a bookish young man would never get involved with smoking.

But Lin Mo would break through his imagination every time, and when facing him, he showed his unruly side to the fullest.

"Master, did Gu Xun teach you to smoke?" His eyes fell on Lin Mo, who was puffing away, and Jiang Qinfeng's voice was full of anger that he didn't even notice.

"Huh?" Lin Mo propped his chin with one hand, opened the webpage casually, and played with his fingers like dancing on the keyboard.replied lazily.

"Yeah, I was in a bad mood at that time, he handed me one, and I smoked it."

"Smoking is harmful to your health, it is better to smoke less."

"Oh, I understand the truth, it's cool." Lin Mo smiled at him, but the smile didn't fully reach his eyes: "The brain is empty, and the consciousness is paralyzed. This feeling of being slightly drunk is very comfortable."

"..." The team is strictly controlled and smoking is not allowed, and Jiang Qinfeng himself thinks that smoking is useless, so he really can't understand Lin Mo.

Then he tightened his eyebrows, thinking.

Lin Mo looked at the man in front of him with a distressed expression, his eyes flicked across his handsome and serious eyebrows, and the half-finger-long scar at the end of his eyes.

Inexplicably, I felt thirsty.

He licked his lips and asked in a mysterious way: "Brother Qin Feng, do you want to try?"

"try what?"

As soon as Jiang Qinfeng asked, a shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and Lin Mo's face was close at hand.

Those two lips, which were a layer deeper than pink, exhaled a mouthful of white smoke, blowing all of it on his face.

"Ahem..." Jiang Qinfeng was caught off guard and coughed twice. The next moment, Lin Mo blocked his lips with his fingers holding the cigarette, and successfully sent the butt of the cigarette to his lips.

Because of coughing, Jiang Qinfeng took a sharp breath.

This time, his entire face flushed red.

Pushing Lin Mo away, leaning on the table, he coughed violently.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and he grabbed the edge of the table tightly.

Jiang Qinfeng didn't even dare to look at Lin Mo.

His heart was beating too fast.

In just a few seconds, it was like riding a roller coaster. I only felt dizzy, my face was hot and my ears were ringing.

"Hahahahahahaha..." But the instigator smiled very happily, and teased him: "Brother Qin Feng, you are too good! How can you choke like this with just such a puff of cigarettes?"

Then, he leaned forward, turned his face, and wiped Jiang Qinfeng's red eyes with his fingers: "Isn't it? You're crying?"

Before the words fell, he was pushed away.

"Don't come so close to me!"

Because of his panic, Jiang Qinfeng didn't control his strength well, and directly made Lin Mo fall from the chair to the ground.

Both were stunned.

Then, Lin Mo's face darkened.

He made a cut, said, "Just kidding, what about it?", and waved away.

But only he knew that the moment Jiang Qinfeng pushed him away, his heart ached.

Inexplicable, very uncomfortable.

It was also from this day that the relationship between the two began to become ambiguous.

Usually getting too close, or having physical contact, will make two people feel nervous and disturbed.

But the more so, the more stimulating people want to explore.

Fear, pain, accompanied by sourness and a little sweetness constituted the tone of life of Lin Mo and Jiang Qinfeng for the next five years.

The turning point was a car accident when Lin Mo was 23 years old.

It was a deliberate murder.

Because of business matters, Lin Mo refused to sign the contract, so the person bribed by the other party tampered with the car. On the way back, the brakes failed, broke the railing and rolled off the cliff.

Fortunately, there were forests below, which reduced the force of the vehicle's fall, allowing Lin Mo and Jiang Qinfeng to temporarily save their lives.

But only temporarily.

At that time, Lin Mo's body was injured and bleeding extensively and his leg was broken, which made him feel that he would die of pain every minute.

On the other hand, Jiang Qinfeng's waist was cut open with a huge wound, wrapped in strips of clothes, and blood was still oozing.

At that time, Lin Mo really felt that he was going to die like this.

He told Jiang Qinfeng to leave him alone and save himself as soon as possible.

But Jiang Qinfeng only shook his head at him, then squatted down, picked him up on his back, and walked along the mountain road to the road.

No matter what Lin Mo said, how blunt his tone was, or even deliberately stabbing him with cruel words, Jiang Qinfeng just took him out of the forest firmly against his pale face and body that was so seriously injured that he might faint at any time.

Lin Mo remembered that day, Jiang Qinfeng called his nickname affectionately for the first time.

This man, who is as strong and tall as an iron tower, is usually unsmiling, serious and dull, speaking to him in a gentle voice like coaxing a child.

"Momo, don't be afraid, brother will take you home."