I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

There was a sudden restlessness in Ningbo's heart, his eyes flickered slightly, he pursed his lips and closed his mouth when he wanted to speak, and finally he just shook his head.

Jiang Luo had a conversation with him, and he was not so sleepy anymore. He held his chin to look at his face, and even touched his face with his hands, making Ningbo tilt his head awkwardly.

Jiang Luo's fingers were tender and smooth, and he could tell he hadn't done any rough work at a glance, and when they touched his face with the slightest coolness in the air, it not only brought up goose bumps, but also ignited the fire in his heart.

Not intending to tease him, seeing how uncomfortable he was, Jiang Luo withdrew his hand, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Our family has the ability of divination from the ancestors, and I have done marriage calculations for myself before."

Halfway through his speech, he looked at Ningbo out of the corner of his eyes.

Ningbo took a deep breath and stopped moving, he even held his breath in a daze.

Jiang Luo moved forward for two or three minutes, stretched out his arms and put his arms around his neck, and nestled his chin into the socket of his neck: "The person I see in the mirror is exactly what you look like."

Ningbo's heart was about to jump out instantly, he seemed to be dreaming, but this dream was too beautiful.

Jiang Luo sensed his lack of cooperation, looked up at him for a while, and had a difficult choice between teasing him and confessing, and finally chose to confess: "At first I didn't believe it, but the first time I saw you We felt destined when we were together, if you think it’s right, we’ll be together, if you don’t want to, I won’t embarrass you, I’ll help you if I should, after all, we can be teammates if we can’t be boyfriends.”

What he said was upright and awe-inspiring, especially free and easy.

"No." If he didn't want to hear what he had to say next, Ningbo would have interrupted him almost immediately.

Jiang Luo rubbed his chin against his shoulder, as if he had already considered himself his boyfriend, and said seriously, "No? What do you mean, you don't want to be nice to me?"

Ningbo lowered his head in a panic: "I didn't mean that, I, I..." He has nothing now, and he can't even protect the person in his arms, so how can he be qualified to say the word "like".

Jiang Luo stepped back two points: "If you don't want to, forget it."

His arms were empty, and the warm feeling disappeared in an instant. Ningbo instinctively stretched out his hand to hug him back: "Gu Lin, I don't. I like you. I really like you. It's just the first time we met today. It's like this again, I'm afraid you think I'm..." Looking for a backer.

Every world has to struggle like this, obviously he doesn't dislike him, but he still pretends to struggle because of his own size, often struggling for less than 2 minutes, it's really dishonest.

Jiang Luo curled his lips behind his back, but said: "It doesn't matter how many times we meet, since you are the one who appears in my marriage mirror, then you are my predestined person, and I am also suitable for you at first sight." Yes, that mirror was lost when the people below were escaping, otherwise I could give you another look."

It’s okay if you lose it, if you lose it, he can only believe that he is his destined person forever, and he will never change again. Ningbo hugged the waist of the person in his arms tightly, and his movements were strange and familiar. It was the first time he did it, but he seemed to have done it Countless times, the two of them fit so well.

Jiang Luo took a breath, sneezed and sat up.

Ningbo followed him and sat up at a loss, carefully watching his face with his eyes.

The villa used solar power panels at the time. Although some parts were broken, it was still usable as a whole, and there was water in the bathroom.Jiang Luo got up slowly, picked out a set of clothes from the closet and threw it in front of Ningbo: "Go take a shower and change into this."

There was a stench of rotten flesh on his body, he was too nervous to smell it before, Jiang Luo sniffed his sleeves, frowned in disgust, it was all stained on himself.

Ningbo blushed, took his clothes and went into the bathroom without saying a word.

Jiang Luo himself took out a set of pajamas that were relatively small in size but exactly the same style from the closet and went to the next door.

System: "You are good at fooling people."

Jiang Luo lazily soaked in the bathtub, the water just covered his whole body, and the pores all over his body were stretched, which was extremely comfortable.

"It's not that I'm good at deceiving people, but because he subconsciously wants to believe me."

Because he likes me and wants me to like him, so I gave him a reason to fall in love with me at first sight, and also gave him a reason for me to be close to him. He wished that these were true, and he would naturally follow suit climbed.

After simply cleaning his body, Jiang Luo changed his clothes and opened the door, only to see Ningbo rushing back and forth in the corridor in a hurry, and looked into other rooms from time to time: "What's wrong with you?"

Ningbo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him, a little embarrassed, pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I thought you were gone."

Jiang Luo rubbed her hair in disapproval: "This is my home, where else can I go."

Ningbo turned his face away and said nothing.

Seeing Jiang Luo walking back into the room, Ningbo opened his mouth but still didn't call him, and then saw him coming out with a ball of clothes in his hand.

Jiang Luo handed it to him naturally: "Wash it clean, there is laundry detergent behind the washing machine."

Ningbo clutched his clothes in a daze.

Jiang Luo walked to the door of the first room, but didn't hear his footsteps following, and turned back with raised eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to?"

How could he be unwilling, he wished that Gu Lin would hand over all the work to him, so that Gu Lin would never be able to forgive him, so he immediately nodded heavily: "It will definitely be cleaned."

The hot bath stimulated the drowsiness that subsided just now, Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and walked into the room: "Let's put it in the bathroom first, and then wash after sleeping."

The footsteps that Ningbo was about to follow suddenly stood in place, stumbled and opened his mouth: "Where do I sleep?"

Jiang Luo turned around and said as a matter of course: "We are boyfriends now, so naturally we have to sleep together, shouldn't we cultivate our relationship?"

Ningbo followed immediately, and almost threw himself on Jiang Luo's back: "Yes, yes, cultivate feelings." His eyes were shining with anticipation, and he only hoped that within a day, Gu Lin's deep love for him could be cultivated. Love, because he felt that he had fallen deeply into this sudden relationship.

He didn't like the person in front of him, but love.

The two returned to the bed, and Jiang Luo lay down on it naturally. After thinking about it for a while, Ningbo went up stiffly. Before he could move his position, a warm body appeared in his arms. Reach out and catch.

Looking down, the man had already fallen asleep in a daze.

Ningbo looked at it for a long time, carefully kissed him on the forehead, and whispered, "Thank you for the marriage mirror."

System: "..." Thank you Jiang Luo for his good acting skills, but he just opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

*****

"What's for dinner tonight?" Jiang Luo leaned against the door of the kitchen, chewing beef jerky, watching Ningbo's busy back in an apron, stepped forward and stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his mouth.

Ningbo took a bite, and licked all the crumbs and salty taste off with his fingertips: "Vegetable soup, stand a little farther away, you're rubbing against the water." He pushed Jiang Luo back with his elbow, The tall body completely blocked Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo is not interested in his cooking, but likes his broad back, lying on his back like a koala: "I'm so tired."

Ningbo was still holding a large spoon in his right hand, scooped up a mouthful of soup and blew it to his mouth: "Taste it."

Jiang Luo took a sip, closed his eyes again and lay down on his back: "It's lighter."

Ningbo tasted it himself: "Well, I will add some salt later." Turning his head, he could only see a small half of Jiang Luo's hair, and arched his shoulders, "I slept too late yesterday, so I will catch up on sleep after dinner. Bar."

I don't know what happened last night, a few zombies nearby suddenly rioted, and they made a heart-piercing sound of howling ghosts and wolves all night. Although they knew they couldn't break in, the sound was still quite scary. Jiang Luo didn't sleep until midnight Afterwards, it was Ningbo who hugged him in his arms and covered his ears with both hands before barely sleeping for half the night.

I woke up early in the morning because of the biological clock, and I never fell asleep after sitting up.

Ningbo took the time to turn his head and patted Jiang Luo's forehead: "Don't go to sleep, I will sleep after dinner."

Jiang Luo had already closed his eyes, apparently it was because Ningbo got up too early in the morning that he couldn't fall asleep.

Ningbo had no choice but to turn off the fire first, and went upstairs with the burden on his back. When he carefully put the person on the bed, Ningbo felt a sudden weight on his neck, and the center of gravity was unstable. Both of them fell on the bed| .

Turning around, Jiang Luo stared at him with blurry eyes, and his hand was still pinching his neck.

Ningbo touched|touched|his head, and his voice was as soft as a feather scratching at the tip of his heart: "Do you want to eat now or sleep first?"

Jiang Luo stretched lazily, and naturally put his arms around Ningbo's neck: "Would you like to sleep with me?"

Ningbo fell to the side and patted him on the back as if coaxing a child: "Well, go to sleep, I'm here."

Jiang Luo was tickled by him, and laughed foolishly: "Don't pat me, how can I sleep like this?"

Seeing him laughing, Ningbo smiled too, and touched|touched|his soft|smooth face: "Who was scared last night, just pat the child's soul and it will stabilize."

Anyway, Jiang Luo is also a man, and he couldn't hold back his short face like this, so he glared at him: "What are you afraid of? It's because you can't sleep because of the noise. Everyone is like you. They are so nervous that they can sleep no matter what happens. Like a pig."

Ningbo rubbed his forehead against his forehead, his skin felt a little hot, and his voice was hoarse: "No, it's because you are by my side, I know you are fine, so I can rest assured to sleep."

In fact, Jiang Luo knew that Ningbo had been taking care of him and didn't sleep much, but he just enjoyed the process of arguing with him and talking poorly, and rubbed his arm: "That's not allowed to shoot, just like a child."

"Well, you are an adult, where should you shoot?"

Jiang Luo lowered his eyelids and said nothing. Ningbo thought he was asleep, so his movements slowed down a lot, and he lay down in front of him to see his sleeping face.

Jiang Luo suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Ningbo's hand and put it on his waist, then lowered it by two points, raised a pair of bright eyes: "Ningbo, I think our relationship has been cultivated almost, and we can enter the next stage gone."

Ningbo's breathing stagnated, and his hands froze instantly: "What did you say?"

The relationship between him and someone has always been like glue. Since the two are sincerely in love with each other, Jiang Luo thinks that this kind of thing will come naturally, not to mention that he always took the initiative in the past. Jiang Luo never thought that he would be rejected by Ningbo after he proposed it. , For a moment, the ears were a little red, and she turned her head and refused to look at Ningbo, and directly pulled the quilt behind her to cover her head: "You go to eat first, I'm going to sleep."

Ningbo grabbed the quilt, revealing his flushed and embarrassed face: "Gu Lin?"

Jiang Luo buried his face in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?" He wanted to be angry at first, but when he heard his trembling voice, he suddenly couldn't get angry.

Ningbo broke his shoulder and looked into his eyes seriously: "Won't you regret it?"

Although Gu Lin kept reassuring him that he would have supernatural powers, until now he was a little stronger, and there was no sign of supernatural powers appearing at all - it wasn't that he didn't want to believe Gu Lin, he just couldn't believe himself.

Jiang Luo's gaze was erratic, and he didn't want to meet his gaze: "If you don't want to, forget it, this kind of thing is about what you want, what if..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were tightly blocked.

When the two separated again, Jiang Luo was a little out of breath, holding onto Ningbo's shoulders like a fish left on the beach at high tide, breathing heavily and tensely.

Ningbo hugged him tightly: "Gu Lin, I'm sorry." Although I don't have anything now, forgive me for wanting to possess you.Just do it and you'll be mine forever.Even though you may regret it in the future, I want to trap you in this way.

*****

Jiang Luo opened his eyes in a daze: "Ningbo."

Ningbo immediately grasped his hand, and pulled up the slipped quilt to cover his mottled shoulders: "What's wrong?"

"My throat hurts a little, and my stomach hurts too." Jiang Luo frowned. He had a healing technique and tried it just now. All the sore|softness in his body disappeared, but his throat and stomach were really uncomfortable.

Ningbo went up to kiss|kissed the corner of his mouth, got up: "Ancestor, you are hungry, you lie down for a while, I will serve you some porridge."

Fortunately, the lunch menu is vegetable soup with porridge, otherwise it would be too late to make it again.

Jiang Luo grabbed his hand and refused to let go, half-closed his eyes and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Ningbo stuffed his hands back into the quilt: "Ancestor, I will confess you as my ancestor from now on."

Hearing the familiar title and familiar tone, Jiang Luo's mouth curled slightly, and he lifted the quilt and pointed to the marks on his body: "Will you do this to your ancestor?"

Ningbo groaned, and immediately covered him tightly with the quilt, and his ears were a little red: "Ancestor, you'd better forgive me." After a while, the anger will rise, he hasn't eaten yet, and he must be the one who suffers.

Immediately stood up and kicked on his pants three times and twice, and went down naked|with his upper body exposed.

During this period of time, due to his nutritional support, Ningbo's complexion has improved a lot. His physical foundation was not bad at first, but after he regained his flesh, he could still see chunks of muscle in his waist|abdomen. What was formed recently is still there in the past.

Jiang Luo was fascinated by staring at his lumpy back, with a familiar feeling and a familiar smell, he just felt that he really liked this person.Having been together for three lifetimes, each time from being young and vigorous to staggering and supporting each other, he still likes this person, and he likes it day by day without getting bored at all.

System: "..." It's not easy either.

Ningbo warmed up the porridge and served some vegetable soup, and served his ancestors with all his heart and soul.

He lifted the man up and leaned against the head of the bed. After pulling the quilt to his shoulders and covering them, he buried his head in his shoulders and rubbed them. After rubbing for a while, he raised his face, "Shall I feed you?"

Jiang Luo nodded, with half-complaint on his face and coquettish eyes, he rubbed his shoulders: "My hair is tied up, it hurts."

Ningbo pushed his hand away, opened the quilt and took a closer look. There seemed to be some bloodshot marks on a few red marks. It was because he slapped too hard, so he licked it distressedly: "Does it hurt? Do you still have blood at home?" Medicine, apply some."

In the last days, you can't get sick, you can find food and clothing, but even if you find medicine, you can't abuse it casually.He just took a bath for Gu Lin and cleaned out all the contents of his stomach, but he was still a little worried that he would have a fever.

Jiang Luo turned his face away, but because it was on the shoulder bone, he couldn't see clearly: "It's okay, you forgot that I have healing powers." He frowned, obviously already using the power, but the trauma Still didn't subside.He glanced at Ningbo and was a little nervous and worried, and didn't even dare to reach out to touch his Ningbo. He pursed his lips and raised an arc to grab|hold his hand, "Okay, it's okay, I like it when you touch me."

After he finished speaking, he also felt that he was a little too frank and straightforward, with two blushes on his cheeks, and turned his face to look at the rice bowl on the table: "I'm hungry."

Ningbo didn't make fun of him, he took the bowl and fed him porridge with a spoon, with a mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of vegetables.

Jiang Luo licked|licked the porridge stains on his lips: "You still didn't put salt in the vegetable soup." Ningbo, who finally caught a mistake, smiled like a little mouse stealing oil, and the blush on the top of his cheeks swelled The instant is cute.

Ningbo fed him another sip of vegetable soup, which was soft with a large piece of stewed white radish, which was especially easy to eat: "I did it on purpose, and eat lightly these two days."

Jiang Luo licked his lips, looked up at him from the corners of his eyes, an ordinary movement was incomparably perfect for him, he could soften his voice and ask, "Just today, why do I have to eat lightly these two days. "

Originally, Ningbo was afraid that he would have a stomachache in the past two days, but he seemed to have bad intentions when he said this, and he felt a little guilty: "It's not good to eat too much salt."

Jiang Luo hid his feet under the quilt and kicked him: "I can't eat anymore."

Ningbo glanced at the remaining half of the porridge in the bowl, and frowned: "Eat some more, eat some and sleep."

Jiang Luo lay down with his head tilted: "No, my stomach hurts."

Ningbo leaned forward nervously: "I just said it hurts, but I'm hungry? What's the matter, let me see."

Jiang Luo thought for a while: "You see, what's the use? Doctors can't see well with their eyes. You rub it for me."

He didn't have any clothes on yet, so Ningbo could only tuck into the quilt and rub it for him.

The skin under his hands is soft and silky, just like a baby.

After rubbing it gently for a while, his face became hot with distraction, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was lying comfortably on all fours, his eyes fixed on Ningbo.

Ningbo took a deep breath to change the subject: "Your skin is pretty good."

Jiang Luo stretched out his hand and glanced at it casually, and felt that it was a little whiter than others, but compared with Ningbo's arm, he stretched out his hand, and it looked much softer, and even the hairs were particularly rare: "Maybe it's because I have a water ability. , of the nurturing department."

Ningbo paused for a moment: "You have the ability of the water system, I thought you were of the healing system."

Jiang Luo replied casually: "I really have dual elements, just water and healing." The healing element is also a bug created by the system, but it cannot be transferred.

Ningbo nodded: "The healing department is good, so it's not easy to get sick, and you can take care of yourself when you have nothing to do."

Jiang Luo bent his knees and kicked his arm: "The water system is good, the skin is good, don't you think Ning Lan is the same?" Ningbo had roughly told him about the missions in the team before, and the others didn't remember much , but Ning Lan—an indelible memory,

A trace of disgust flashed across Ningbo's face: "She's so good-looking, she's not even one ten-thousandth as good-looking as you. No, don't compare yourself to her, it will dirty you."

Jiang Luo smiled: "Hate her?"

Ningbo didn't feel embarrassed: "Well, when I was bullied by her before, I wanted to strangle her to death and die together. I held back at the last moment. It's not worth it for that kind of person."

Jiang Luo hooked his hand with his toes, and the quilt bulged into a big bag: "Well, fortunately, you didn't. If you were really caught in a society ruled by law, there should be no one in my mirror."

The corners of Ningbo's lips almost reached to the base of his ears, and he walked around the big kiss | kissed his forehead: "Well, are you going to sleep?"

Jiang Luo took advantage of the situation and grabbed his arm, and the strength of his hand just fell on Jiang Luo's body. He acted softly: "Sleep with me?"

There was nothing else to do at noon, so Ning Chang|stretched his legs and went straight to bed, holding his hand that was about to throw off the quilt: "I'm wearing clothes, I'm hurting you, go to sleep."

Jiang Luo was upset: "Then you won't take it off, you feel like I'm forcing you, if you have something else to do, go and do it first, I didn't say that you must accompany me."

Ningbo took off his clothes three times and two times, rolled directly into the bed, held him in his arms and rubbed his shoulders: "Okay, little ancestor, why are you angry again, I just casually One said, are you going to sleep now that you are angry?"

Jiang Luo turned over and sat directly on him: "You don't care if I sleep or not, Ningbo, are you impatient and want me to fall asleep early and go?"

System: "What's the matter with you, you are making trouble for no reason."

Jiang Luo didn't reply, but stared at Ningbo aggressively.

Ningbo's face changed slightly, and he supported Jiang Luo's waist and raised his head halfway: "Is there any pain, Gu Lin, tell me, is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Luo turned his face away and said nothing, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

Ningbo pressed his shoulders to let him lie on his body, and gently stroked the scars on his body with his hands: "Ancestor, tell the truth, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Luo buried her head directly in the hollow of his shoulder, shaking her body and began to sob: "It hurts everywhere, Ningbo, my body hurts, my waist hurts, my butt hurts too, I don't feel comfortable, I don't feel comfortable anywhere."

He could bear it originally, and even managed to eat half a bowl of rice like a normal person, but seeing Ningbo's grinning expression, he just felt aggrieved, why should Ningbo feel comfortable, and he still has such pain .

Biting his teeth hard on Ningbo's shoulder, he choked and said intermittently: "Don't touch me, it hurts so much." The healing ability is useless at all, the marks he made and the wound he accidentally injured are still very painful No relief at all, hot and uncomfortable.