Vinegar yourself every day [Quick Transmigration]

The two walked side by side under the moonlight, their shadows were elongated and changed by the street lamps, but they never met.

Wei Ye was dazed, he seemed to realize that the atmosphere had become gloomy, and looked for a topic nervously, "Are you going to buy a new quilt tomorrow?"

This time Xi Yuan finally gave feedback: "Buy."

The next night, Xi Yuan brought back an expensive new quilt when he left for a mission, it was as white and soft as a cloud.

The original quilt had been covered for a month, and he lay down beside the bed, smelling the fragrance of the shower gel left on Wei Ye's body, which was fragrant and fresh.

After sniffing greedily for a while, Xi Yuan stood up, ready to put on a new quilt.

When the old quilt was pulled, the backpack placed at the end of the bed was thrown to the ground, and the sound of falling to the ground was unexpectedly heavy.

The bag has faded slightly. It was carried by Wei Ye before he arrived at Shuguang Base. The zipper was not tightened, and a corner of metal was exposed from it.

Xi Yuan bent down and picked it up.

Jaws, zippers tear the air.

A brick, and a dagger.

Because there is no need to use force, Xi Yuan has never seen Wei Ye use these things.

The blade of the dagger was sharp and shiny, reflecting a sharp luster under the light.The coldness spread from the fingers to the nerves, Xi Yuan's pupils shrank, and a strange picture appeared in his mind again.

A skinny man, someone called him Skinny Monkey, took out a dagger from the corpse he killed, and put it into his arms arrogantly and senselessly.

A few meters away was the back of Wei Ye staring at this scene, clenching his fists to suppress his anger.

The key sounded to open the door, and Wei Ye put on his slippers and went into the back room.The footsteps were as light as ever, but they stopped at the door of the room.

"What... are you doing?" Xi Yuan noticed the flickering tension in his eyes.

As if being hit hard on the head, Xi Yuan endured a splitting headache. He moved his lips when he wanted to say something, but what he said was: "I'll change a quilt for you." The open backpack was handed to him, "Don't put the knife in the On the bed, be careful not to get hurt."

Wei Ye took it, gently stuffed the exposed dagger back into his backpack, and whispered, "I see."

The victim saw the slapping brick and felt guilty.

The supernatural team that went out returned without success day by day, and the upper echelon of the base gradually became nervous about it.The news is still under control, and ordinary people are only puzzled by the shock that day, not aware of the possible crisis.

Wei Ye is also working hard as always, home and the research institute are on the same line.

Today, it was another supernatural training, and today there was a breakthrough in the exploration of spiritual links.

Yan Weiyue is the person in charge of the link, and he discovered that he can "borrow" Wei Ye's mental power through this link, just like the superposition of two force fields.

Yan Weixuan withdrew his hand from the back of Wei Ye's head and asked him, "Did you feel anything just now?"

Wei Ye calmed down for a while, thought for a while and described: "It's like radar, you can feel the traces of life in the nearby area. But it's very blurry, and it shouldn't be as clear as you, teacher."

"It's the first time I've sensed so far." Yan Weiyue nodded, thinking: "Just now, the scope of my spiritual domain has almost doubled."

Wei Ye showed a look of surprise, Yan Weiyue had helped him for so long, and this time it seemed that he helped the other party, "Then if the teacher needs it anytime, I can come to help you."

The time was almost up, Wei Ye bid farewell to Yan Weiyue.

Yan Weiyue recalled his thoughts on the situation, and looked around mentally, saying, "Your friend hasn't come yet."

"Then I'll go back by myself." Drenched in sweat, Wei Ye couldn't wait to go home and take a shower.

Yan Weiyue glanced at his wet forehead hair, smiled and said: "It's autumn now, and you may catch cold when you go out with sweat. You can go to my place to take a bath, and wait for your friend to pick you up by the way."

Yan Weiyue has a lounge in the research institute, which has a bathroom.

I'm a little tempted, after all, everyone is using the public bathroom, and Wei Ye usually only rushes to take a shower when he's sweating and it's not time to get off work.But he put himself in the shoes of others, thinking that Yan Weiyue was being polite, "It's too much trouble for you, I'll go to the public bathroom of the research institute, it's very convenient."

But Yan Weiyue was very sincere, he said: "No trouble, I also want to trouble you to put a bucket of drinking water for me."

"It's a piece of cake to turn on the water. I would have done it too. After all, it's your private bathroom..."

Yan Weiyue calmly said, "Could it be that you dislike me?"

Wei Ye recalled being caught by him when he washed his chin last time, and was slightly embarrassed, "How is that possible, thank you teacher."

Yan Weiyue went back to the lounge first, Wei Ye went to the locker to take out a change of clothes, and knocked on the door lightly.

Many people will temporarily clean the room before someone visits, but Yan Weiyue obviously has no such need.

Everywhere he looked was spotless, the bookshelves were neatly arranged, Yan Wei read his white coat, and his slender figure sat on the sofa flipping through books.

Wei Ye glanced at the title of the book, and found that it was the one he had just returned, blushing, "I was very careful when I flipped through the book, didn't I dirty the book?"

"No." Yan Weiyue flipped through the book, closed the book casually, and pointed to the inside, "The bathroom is there, and there are toiletries. You can do it yourself."

Just as Wei Ye was about to go in, he remembered something and turned around to fill up his water dispenser.

Before accepting favors from others, it is very polite to give something before you feel at ease.

Yan Weiyue watched him run into the bathroom with his clothes on his back, smiled lightly, and flipped the switch to get a glass of water.

The bathroom was cold and tidy, not a single hair remaining on the light-colored tiles.

Not to mention the private bathroom, Wei Ye has never seen anyone else enter Yan Weiyue's lounge during the time he entered the research institute.

Cleanliness.

Drenched in hot water, Wei Ye smiled and thought, cleanliness doesn't seem so difficult to cure.

The sofa was facing the direction of the bathroom. On the frosted glass, there was a shadowy figure, vaguely reflecting the raised slender arms.

It can be seen that he washed it very carefully.Ten minutes later, the sound of water stopped, and the figure put on his clothes, dried his hair, and squatted on the ground.

Yan Weiyue imagined that he should be tidying up the hair that fell to the ground.

The door opened slightly, and a beautiful young man in the mist came out, "I finished washing, and I tidied up the inside, thank you teacher."

He walked out with the changed clothes in his arms, his eyes clear, his porcelain white complexion powdery, clean in every sense.

The water vapor is mixed with the fragrance of shower gel.

It is said that men are sensory animals, and Yan Weiyue didn't take it seriously in the past, but at this moment he can be sure that he is.

He was even able to completely ignore the dirty clothes in Okino's arms.

The silver-rimmed glasses softened the dim eyesight, and Yan Weiyue didn't move his expression, "Your hair is still a little wet, let's go after it dries?"

"No." Wei Ye shook his head, "I'm afraid Xi Yuan will be in a hurry, teacher, please take a bath, I'll go first."

Yan Weiyue smiled slightly, stood up, "I'll see you off."

Wei Ye was not polite, and walked out side by side with him, feeling that the road was too quiet, so he asked some questions that he didn't understand.

Yan Weiyue answered him carefully, and praised in a warm voice: "You read the book very carefully."

Wei Ye smiled sheepishly, "I'm learning from you now, so I can't embarrass you too much."

Yan Weiyue suddenly said, "Although you call me teacher, you are not my student after all."

Wei Ye was slightly taken aback, thinking that he felt that he was not qualified.

"I don't think you are bad." The elegant and elegant voice continued, and Wei Ye heard him chuckle, "Didn't you say that I am still young. Our fellowship of the same generation will make me feel a little easier."

His ears were itching, and Okino found that he couldn't say anything against it.

Is Yan Weiyue's voice really devoid of spiritual power?

Unknowingly, he walked to the gate of the institute, and learned from the guard at the gate that Xi Yuan hadn't come today.

Wei Ye couldn't hide his disappointed expression. Recently, Xi Yuan became more and more silent. Every day, he desperately went out on missions and killed zombies. He earned more and more points, but he rarely got close to him after he came back.

"You and your friend..." Yan Weiyue sensed his depression, so he thoughtfully didn't ask any further questions, then changed his voice, and said in a gentle voice: "Speaking of which, I have taken psychology as an elective before. If you encounter any sad If you have any questions or problems that you don’t understand, you can come and talk to me.”

"Of course, you don't have to be nervous, just think of it as a friend to talk to." His gaze swept across the shadows in the distance, and then retracted.

Leaning slightly, raised his fingers, touched the hair on the sideburns of Wei Ye, and said softly: "Next time, remember to dry your hair a little before coming out. Go back quickly, and be careful of catching a cold."

From a certain angle, the pose of the two seems to be slightly intimate.

On the way back, Wei Ye always felt the shadows of the trees, as if someone was following him.

He shivered, and couldn't help but quicken his pace slightly.

Xi Yuan followed him silently, until he was about to reach home safely, then he used his ability to dodge back.

Xi Yuan is not coming to the institute to pick him up now.

Going out early and returning late every day, seems to be avoiding on purpose. If it weren't for the occasional sight of him feeding the rabbit, Wei Ye would have thought he was the only one at home.

Just when Wei Ye was going to find a chance to talk to Xi Yuan, one afternoon, Li Yan came to him in a hurry and brought a shocking news: "A team is in danger and sent a signal for help. Brother Xi, hurry up first. Hurry up, when we arrive..."

"What's wrong?!"

"The people in that team are all dead, only brother Xi is left, and he is still unconscious!"

Wei Ye's lips turned pale, and he rushed to the hospital immediately.

Besides the doctor, Yan Weiyue was also there. After his examination, his expression became serious, "It's a psychic power. It seems that what evolved was not a human being, but a zombie."

Wei Ye didn't care about other things, and hurriedly asked: "How is Xi Yuan? Is everything going to be okay?"

"Don't worry, his mental strength is not low, I will help him recuperate slowly." Yan Weiyue comforted Wei Ye slightly, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Before Xi Yuan woke up, Wei Ye temporarily took two days off from the research institute. He directly spent a lot of points to rent another bed in the ward, intending to take care of Xi Yuan personally.

Yan Weiyue said that Xi Yuan's spiritual sea was injured by the shock, how long it will take to wake up depends on him.

I thought it would take at least a few days, but that night, Wei Ye saw Xi Yuan who opened his eyes.

"You're awake!" Wei Ye was pleasantly surprised, but afraid of disturbing him, he lowered his voice, "I'll call the doctor."

Just as he was about to turn around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. "Huh?!" He was pulled onto the bed.

Covered by deep shadows, Xi Yuan looked down at him, and the first thing he said when he woke up was: "Do you really like me?"

Those dark eyes were complicated and unspeakable, and the light in them was too deep, which made Wei Ye a little scared.

His face was pale, "What are you talking about? Of course I like you. Let me go, I'll call the doctor to show you."

"My mind is clear." Xi Yuan lowered his body, his voice slightly hoarse, "If you really like me... let's do it."

"This, here?" Wei Ye felt ridiculous, "You are crazy, there is surveillance here!"

Xi Yuan raised his hand, and the pillow towel was thrown onto the camera.

"Can you?" The straight and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eye socket.

The heavy breath fell on the side of the neck, and Wei Ye shrank back involuntarily, but there was no way to retreat, panicking, "But, you are still injured."

It was all excuses in Xi Yuan's ears.

He lowered his head and kissed the person under him deeply.

The force seemed to swallow him into the stomach, between breaths, Wei Ye panted, and refused in a trembling voice: "No, don't be here..."

Xi Yuan propped himself on top of him, his movements gradually stopped, his eyes dimmed.

Wei Ye looked at him with trembling eyelashes, and he was frightened by the sudden change.

Pity and sadness were intertwined in his heart, and the wound on his forehead was clearly healed, but it was aching.Xi Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly lost his strength.

His body sank slightly, and before the man fell down, he supported his body with his arms.

Those who control the body become 001.He said in a deep voice, "Xi Yuan fainted again."

"It's so sudden." Wei Ye gasped for a while, still a little bit unable to recover, "Has he recovered his memory?"

001 really gave an affirmative answer.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Dano still felt a bit difficult.He bit his lip, "Ah, it's so difficult."

Originally, I wanted to take the long-term route of long-term love.

He imagined that Xi Yuan remembered being poisoned by himself and knocked down with a brick.

...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

His lips were a little dry, and Okino unconsciously bit the skin on his mouth.

001 rested his arms on his head, stared at him motionlessly, then suddenly stretched out his hand, "Don't bite."

The lips were freed from the teeth with gentle force.Okino licked his lips subconsciously, and the tip of his tongue touched the finger resting on his lips.

With thin calluses on the fingertips, he licked the rough skin that didn't belong to him, and the tip of his tongue retracted as if startled.

Trembling, bright red, flashed through the fine white teeth.

There are only slightly cool traces left on the fingertips, but the soft and moist touch seems to be transmitted to the heart along the blood vessels, and explodes into a firework in the depths of the soul.

001 held his breath for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, his hand had penetrated into his lips as if he had self-awareness, and grabbed the tender tongue.

— even used the speed ability.

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001: pull.