We are not allowed to brush face here [Quick Transmigration]

In the middle of the night, there were very few people on the street, and only a few shops were still open.

A few giggling boys and girls walked by the street, and one girl noticed the person sitting on the railing at the corner and whispered to her companion to look up.

The street lights were dim.From their angle, they could only vaguely see the silhouette of the man, but it was enough to show his handsomeness.

——In addition to his dejected temperament sitting alone on the side of the road late at night, looking up at the moon.Ah, this is really a handsome man full of melancholy temperament. There must be many stories behind him. Are you thinking about his past romantic and mischievous love?

The handsome man Ye Cheng was sitting on the curb, stretching out his two long legs, looking up at the moon in the sky.

If only the moon could turn into a cake and fall from the sky.

he thought desperately.

……

Ye Cheng is a legendary quester. His daily life is to travel between worlds and complete the quests issued by the main god.

The Lord God selects some people who have died physically, and signs a contract with them to make them missionaries.Taskers who successfully complete a task will get corresponding points, which can be used to exchange for survival opportunities and rewards in the main god space.The entire contract and transaction process is entirely voluntary, highly humanized, fair and just.In short, the treatment of employees is not bad.

Unfortunately, Ye Cheng has no right to choose, and he has no points, because what others sign is a labor contract, and what he signs is a contract of prostitution.

Since it is prostitution, then naturally the main god will take whatever he gives, it can only depend on luck.From saving the world to cleaning up garbage, Ye Cheng has always been conscientious, fighting on the front line of hardships throughout the year.

On this day, the Lord God suddenly sent news that due to his hard work and outstanding performance over the years, the Lord God decided to reward him, upgrade him to a junior contractor, and very generously let him choose a golden finger to take to the mission world.

Ye Cheng felt very relieved.You know, gold fingers are usually exchanged with the main god for expensive points.He was working for free before, and he didn't even have a single wool in his hand.It seems that after many years of dedication, the leader still sees it.

——Presumably it was the relaxation of vigilance here that led to the tragedy that followed.

As soon as the assigned system 009 arrived, Ye Cheng first asked about the task type.After learning that the mission world is based on Mary Jack Su Shuangwen, his eyes fell on the few golden fingers that could be chosen.

After entering the mission world, apart from their own brains, all other conditions of the missioners are unknown.But the golden finger exchanged from the main god can be brought in.Although Ye Cheng didn't particularly care about this, it is of course a good thing that the task can be completed more easily.

Ye Cheng pondered for a moment: Since it is Mary Jack Su Shishi who looks at the face, then no matter what you want to do, as long as your appearance is online, it should not be too difficult.With a happy mood of vacation, he clicked on the golden finger list.

[The host is asked to reconfirm the choice of the golden finger. 】

【confirm.I choose super high value. 】

……

Ye Cheng opened his eyes.

A magnificent room with low-key luxury furnishings.

There is no doubt that this is a very "rich" house.Ye Cheng was very pleased in his heart.At least this time when I opened my eyes, there were no crises, and there were no dilapidated houses.For the time being, it looks like a peaceful, wealthy and stable scene.

The only troublesome thing is that in this magnificent room, there is a very comfortable bed, and there is a young man with a flushed face on the bed.

The young man lay on the bed with his eyes closed, short of breath, curled up slightly uncontrollably, obviously something was wrong, he must have eaten something small.He was dressed casually, a thin layer of shirt and sweatpants.Probably due to the effect of the medicine, he sweated a lot, coupled with the unconscious struggle, the whole scene looked a bit inappropriate.The buttons of the shirt were all undone, revealing a thin and thin chest, and the trousers were also rubbed down, revealing the white underwear.

He should be in poor health, with no muscles, and his complexion is pale.

When his eyes fell on the young man's face, even Ye Cheng, who had seen countless beauties, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Is this the male lead?With such good looks, even with eyes closed, it should be more than enough to be the protagonist of Mary Sue.

Thinking about the current scene, Ye Cheng touched his chin: [So the identity I got this time is forced love by the domineering president?Because I couldn't ask for the protagonist, so I plundered him, first poured it, and then forced the overlord to bow or something...]

009's voice was polite and polite: 【What good thing do you want?The one lying on the bed is the domineering president.You just stumbled in by accident. 】

Ye Cheng: [...All right. 】

"Unfortunately, the big president was caught and burned, and the silly Baitian accidentally broke into the room and was confused" is also a classic plot.

However, the overlord's painting style seems to be not quite right.

Forget it, Mary Sue is omnipotent in the world.Ye Cheng knew this as early as when he experienced the first Marysu world.The protagonist of that world is a delicate flower, please note that it is really a delicate flower.Compared with a delicate flower that can set off a bloody storm with only its petals and leaves, what is the appearance of a weak and beautiful domineering president?

Ye Cheng is not a kind person, and he has no intention of helping the boss who is lying there.He didn't want to take advantage of other beautiful young people, and he didn't want to be knocked down by the domineering president who woke up and staged a scene of running with the ball.

So he only thought for a second before deciding: This is a place of right and wrong, or the best policy is to go.

Ye Cheng turned around and went straight to the door, only to twist the doorknob.The door was locked.He turned to the window and looked down.Okay, maybe the rooms where the domineering president haunts in Mary Sue's world start from the [-]th floor.

Ye Cheng's mouth twitched.

Although he could break the door violently, since the door was locked, it meant that there might be someone outside.He doesn't know what the specific situation is now, so it's better not to act rashly.

Ye Cheng leaned against the wall: [Ninth brother, send the mission line. 】

009 reminded him: [Host, this mission belongs to C-level, the mission line includes the complete world plot and the memory of the original owner, the amount of data may be large, and the transmission time will be long. 】

A large amount of data flows directly into the mental power, and the host may experience adverse symptoms such as tingling in the brain and slow response to the outside world.Therefore, the hosts brought by 009 before will choose a relatively safe closed space, and then receive the task line.

The condition of this room is unknown, I don't know if anyone will come in, and there is also a domineering president who has taken a strange drug and doesn't know when he will wake up.It really doesn't feel like a safe, routine receiving location.

Ye Cheng calmly said: [It's okay. 】

While waiting for the data to be transmitted, Ye Cheng heard a dull sound, and he followed the sound.

Probably because of the effect of the medicine, although the young man fell asleep, he continued to struggle unconsciously.So after unremitting efforts, he finally rolled off the bed.

Ye Cheng hesitated between watching and helping, and sighed: [I'd better put him on the bed.In Mary Su's world, the more beautiful the face, the less likely to be offended. 】

Whether it's out of meager conscience or not to offend others, he is not good at letting others lie on the ground disheveled like this.

The young man was not heavy, Ye Cheng easily lifted him onto the bed.

During this process, Ye Cheng noticed that the clothes on the young man were soaked with sweat.It should be uncomfortable in wet clothes.But what does it matter to me?Ye Cheng ignored this point, and in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, he decided to tidy up the young man's clothes.

No matter the coat, at least pull up the trousers.

As a result, Ye Cheng just put his hands on the young man's trouser waist, and the young man, who was struggling restlessly in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes as if the danger radar had been triggered.

The buttons of the young man's jacket had all been undone. Ye Cheng knelt on the bed with one leg, and put his hand on the waistband of his trousers. He looked like a crime scene: [... If I said that I was dressing him, not undressing him, he Will you believe it? 】

It doesn't make sense!He just fell off the bed and didn't wake up when he was picked up again. I just wanted to pull up his pants, and he woke up? !Does he have any weird quirks? !

The young man's eyes were only in a daze for a moment, and soon became sharper. His hand grabbed Ye Cheng's wrist, and he shook it off violently, with disgust on his face: "...Get lost."

Looking sick and weak, his hands are quite strong.

Ye Cheng rubbed his wrist, looked at the circle of red marks that quickly appeared on it, and showed a faint smile: "My little friend is a little ignorant."

The young man looked to be around twenty, and Ye Cheng couldn't tell how long he had lived, so it was not too much to call the young man "little friend".But the young man didn't think so, he just felt that Ye Cheng was humiliating him, with a cold expression on his face: "No matter who asked you to come. You go out now, I don't care about you."

Although Ye Cheng himself knew that in the current scene, it is normal for young people to misunderstand.But Ye Cheng was still a little angry inside.I haven't sent kindness for many years, and I finally sent it once, but I was treated so unfairly.

Anyway, I have offended people now, and if I explain what I misunderstood, it will only be regarded as guilty sophistry.

Ye Cheng put his hand on the young man's side, and slowly revealed a cruel villainous smile: "Take people's money and share their worries. I have collected so much money from others and haven't done anything yet. How can I have the nerve to leave?"

The young man looked at Ye Cheng coldly.His voice was still a little weak, but he was calm and calm: "How much money they give you, I can double it for you."

Ye Cheng rejected him with a smile: "You must have professional ethics in any line of work, how can you accept money from two companies?"

The young man frowned, trying to block Ye Cheng's claws.

However, Ye Cheng is a person who has walked through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and his fighting skills are very good, let alone a sick and beautiful young man who has been drugged, even a burly man is no problem.So he easily restrained the youth's resistance.Ye Cheng whistled and turned the young man on the bed over, pressed him down on the bed like a little turtle, then stripped off his sweatpants and threw them away.Shirts soon met the same fate.

The moment he was turned over by Ye Cheng, the young man's eyes widened suddenly. He seemed to have not expected this development at all, his whole body froze, and the strength of his struggle suddenly increased.However, this bastard who appeared in front of his bed was surprisingly strong.The youth's struggle did not stir up any splashes.

The young man's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't believe it: "He actually asked you to come... How is it possible, my brother..."

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, remembering the information in these fragmentary words, but he didn't respond, just picked up a pillow towel and wiped his sweat carelessly.

The young man was firmly held down by Ye Cheng.He probably didn't want to humiliate himself, he stopped struggling, and didn't say any threats, bribes, or begging for mercy, he just closed his eyes tightly, buried his face in the pillow, clenched his fists tightly, and he could see the back of his hands The blue veins on the body.

This appearance is much cuter than before.

Ye Cheng sneered again and again, condescendingly, and very abnormally, using the quilt to roll the young man who no longer resisted into a roll.

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"Give Me a Good Person Card"

Xie Jianglou practiced immortality for 28 years before he realized that he was wearing a book.The protagonist of the original book is his bamboo horse Lu Xingzhou.

And his task is to get a "good person card" issued by Lu Xingzhou himself - "You are a good person, but love cannot be forced."

Lu Xingzhou was born in a famous family, handsome and talented, he was the best at putting on airs in his life, people who had a crush on him could line up from Xishan to Beihai, at least 360 five good person cards would be issued a year.

Xie Jianglou felt that this task was not difficult.

After practicing the sword that day, while wiping his sweat, he calmly said, "Lu Xingzhou, I am pleased with you."

Lu Xingzhou's movements stopped: "What did you say?"

Xie Jianglou repeated: "I am happy with you."

Then, he was pushed against the wall.

Lu Xingzhou was very strong, holding on to his shoulders tightly, his eyes seemed to be burning with irresistible fire.

"When will you join? Tomorrow morning or tonight? I've already recorded what you said just now, don't even think about going back on your word, you know?!"

……

Lu Xingzhou stood on the edge of the abyss.

In his whole life, he has avenged all the revenge he wanted to avenge, and the person he wanted to love died.If you jump from the same place, I don't know if the souls can meet again.

The gang wind blew through flesh and blood, Lu Xingzhou gritted his teeth as he recalled the most unwilling thing in his life before he died.

When Xie Jianglou confessed to him, why didn't he record it with the jade slip? !It would be too much to deny it afterwards!

……

Sand sculpture copywriting:

Xie Jianglou: Are you in love?

Lu Xingzhou: The kind that commit suicide after breaking up!