The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Meng thought she had finally caught Jing Xingxingzhi's braid, and was about to pin her long Weibo to the top, ready to make a big splash, but the Jing fans who heard the news in the comment area became more and more hostile:

@力古朱: As a full-time black fan, please be dedicated, Jing Xing Xingzhi is explaining the reason in the song club now, who is not in a hurry! [roll eyes jpg]

@景景带我灰: This kind of low-level gangster can’t even figure out the situation, how can he be so confident?Who the hell threw him in the face!

@一章晓天: Wo Dema @热菜不定油 only paid attention to Jing Xing Xingzhi? ? ?This is definitely a true fan, is there any wood? ! !

Jiang Meng's face froze, and she hurriedly opened the YY room, just in time to hear Jing Xingxingzhi singing, and the bullet screens were frantically swiping:

"Jing Da is so warm when he apologizes~"

"By the way, Jing Xingxingzhi said that the drunkard would be Huo Qingliu Juju, right?!"

"Don't stop me, I just want to marry Jing Bao!"

In fact, Ling Mu is a person who keeps his word and does what he says. If he promises to participate in the song meeting, he will not break his promise easily.

He went to the harem bar to find Chu Qintian, and originally planned to attend the singing party together, but he didn't expect that Chu Qintian had already drunk himself, hugged the pillar and insisted that it was his white dragon horse, and threatened not to Stop him from marrying the Bone Demon.

Ling Mu was very regretful, but he was also worried that the drunk would be taken away by a black car to sell his organs, so he spent a lot of effort to get him out of the bar.He wanted to send this drunk guy back home, but Chu Qintian's mother was as difficult as his grandmother Qian Xiaolian, who might have to interrogate him for a long time. Ling Mu found it troublesome when he thought about it, so he had to move him away. Back to his apartment.

After such a toss, it was already nine o'clock, Ling Mu threw Chu Qintian on the sofa, hurriedly opened the YY channel, explained the reason to the sleepy clownfish and the fans in the room, and apologized with a song.

Jiang Meng looked at Weibo comments that were getting more and more violent and unpleasant. No matter how good his mental quality was, he couldn't bear to see those.

The little face was a little pale, the eye circles were a little red, and the tears were about to fall.

Ji Xiaopang hurriedly pressed Jiang Meng's mobile phone screen with his chicken paw, and coaxed softly: "Boss, Boss, do you know what is the best exercise for a little black fan?"

Jiang Meng hung her head aggrievedly, suppressed her tears with all her strength, and asked in a muffled voice, "What, what?"

Ji Xiaopang patted Jiang Meng's heart with his wings, and taught earnestly: "It's the ability to resist pressure. As a villain, you have to bear the criticism. Don't pay attention to them. Let's just complete the task with peace of mind." That's it! Look, our progress bar has reached 30%!"

Jiang Meng let out a listless "Hmm", although she understood the truth in her heart, she couldn't help but feel sad: "They, they are so fierce...and they said I was mentally retarded...it's all because of this, this task...sigh .”

Seeing Jiang Meng's depression, Ji Xiaopang couldn't bear to force him to do the task, and urged him to drink a glass of milk and go to bed early.

Jiang Meng lay down on the bed to relieve her mood, and then went to the kitchen to heat up milk in a small milk pot. Halfway through drinking, there was an earth-shattering door slamming sound in the corridor:

"boom--"

Then I heard someone slamming his fist on the door a few times, and seemed to curse in a bad tone.

Jiang Meng paused as she drank milk, wondering if the parents of the next-door neighbor came here again and was turned away by the handsome Bingshan?

He quietly walked to the door, put his hands on the corridor monitor and looked at it, and found that the one who was kicked out was the handsome Bingshan himself!

What's going on?

Jiang Meng opened the door full of curiosity, and asked enthusiastically, "You, why were you kicked out? Who's there, who's inside?"

Ling Mu turned his head back quickly, scratching his hair in embarrassment, his indifferent voice finally had some emotional fluctuations: "My friend is—well, playing drunk."

Jiang Meng struggled to understand the other party's words, and seeing him looking like he had just taken a shower, he hesitated and asked, "...You, why don't you come to my house to sleep all night?"

This kind of scene, this kind of conversation, if Jiang Meng's eyes were not as clear as ever, and his face was silly, Ling Mu would have thought he was being tricked.

The man's eyes began to look a little different, the blue was mixed with a little undercurrent, and the smile on the corner of his lips began to have a meaningful meaning: "Okay."

Before that, Ling Mu's heart was actually broken.

As a person who is so lazy that he doesn't even like to walk more, it is rare for him to do a good deed, and afterwards he was bitten by a dog, not to mention Lu Dongbin, and was violently kicked out of his home in the middle of the night!

Faced with this situation, although Ling Mu looked paralyzed on the surface, he really wanted to kill someone in his heart.

Just 5 minutes ago, Chu Qintian, who was paralyzed on the sofa and unconscious, suddenly started drinking madly, jumped up in a daze, and went straight to Ling Mu's bedroom, and then hugged Ling Mu's quilt between his legs. Suddenly, the voice was extremely wretched: "Be good, baby, spread your legs and put them around my waist..."

Ling Mu: "..."

He really didn't expect this guy to become a different species after drinking too much, the veins in his temples jumped up and down for a while, and he decided to throw this unknown humanoid object into a hotel to fend for itself.

But when he dragged the delirious Chu Qintian to the door, he was pushed out with a hysterical slap by the drunk, and then he heard Chu Qintian curse viciously and proudly inside: " Bad guy!"

Ling Mu was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he really wanted to live broadcast how the famous Huo Qingliu, who is famous in the online game circle, was drunk.

However, at this moment, the neighbor's child poked out a small head, holding a book of steaming milk in his hand, and there was still some residual white liquid on his pink lips.

The other party was only wearing a nightgown with cartoon patterns, fluffy and soft hair in a mess, fair neck, white hands, and... round and slender legs like lotus roots.

The whole picture is so dreamy, Ling Mu's heart is inevitably moved, as if a beast that wanted to pounce on its prey but was suppressed by the bottom line of morality walked into Jiang Meng's house with its hands tied.

Is this child the same as himself?

President Ling thought about it seriously.

Jiang Meng was besieged by a group of people just now, and it would be nice to have one more friend to accompany him now.He warmly asked Ling Mu to sit down casually, and went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk: "Drink it at night, drink milk, and sleep soundly!"

Ling Mu's Adam's apple twitched, and he said thank you after taking it.

Jiang Meng rented a small high-rise apartment with one bedroom and two living rooms. He was not stupid enough to separate his bed, and his neighbor Bingshan was very self-aware, he just asked him for a quilt and said Sleep on the sofa by yourself.

Jiang Meng herself was a little sleepy. After brushing her teeth seriously, she didn't pay attention to Weibo, which she had almost fallen into. She lay down and fell asleep.

Ling Mu in the living room didn't feel sleepy. Fortunately, when he was kicked out by Chu Qintian, he kept his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, took it out and habitually checked Weibo, and happened to see the article that was commented by fans as " Brainless Heideng Pinnacle Work" article.

Ling Mu read it briefly, and it was fairly fluent, but he used words and sentences like a primary school student, and he could almost imagine that the other party was eager to black him out.

Seeing the smoke in the other party's comment area, Ling Mu couldn't bear it, and was a little funny, so he casually reposted a funny video of licking a cat, intending to divert everyone's attention.

With a "buzz", Ling Mu's phone vibrated, and after he clicked on it, he found that it was a private message from @沉望的侠鱼鱼v: Jing Xingxingzhi sama, is Huo Qingliu with you?Why is he drunk?

Calling himself sama, but addressing Chu Qintian with his first name and surname, Ling Mu raised his eyebrows, and a teasing smile filled his eyes.

Although Ling Mu has collaborated with this clownfish in many dramas, and there are many CP fans, he really has no intention of making a fake show, and the feeling of the clownfish is the same for him.

It turns out that the other party has his own heart.

It's just that he doesn't know if he will lose his fandom when he knows that Huo Qingliu, whom he has been thinking about, will become crazy when drunk.

Ling Mu never liked to meddle in other people's affairs, so he simply typed "If you want to know, ask yourself", put down the phone, and walked quietly into Jiang Meng's bedroom.

The room is not completely dark, there is a warm-colored floor lamp by the balcony, the person on the bed is lying on his side, sleeping soundly, half of his face is buried in the pillow, and the other half is cute and docile, with long and curly eyelashes Drooping motionless in front of his eyelids, his upturned lips made him look like he was having a sweet dream.

Ling Mu's heartbeat was a bit loud, but it didn't affect his careful observation of the prey. He bent down and got closer, and the other's breath brushed his face lightly and shallowly, and the smell was delicious.

The man stretched out his fingers uncontrollably, and finally touched the pouty lips he had coveted for a long time, QQ's, bouncing, and the touch was really good.

Jiang Meng, who was sleeping, suddenly groaned, and turned over carelessly again. This series of actions "woke Boss Ling to his senses——

I really look like a pervert.

He smiled helplessly, straightened up, and before he was about to exit, he saw Jiang Meng's cell phone.

The screen was on, and there was a message from Weibo on it:

Special attention:

@景行行忍v: [Cute.jpg]//Global Cat Fetching Association v: Your majesty the cat is auspicious! [Big Fat Orange performs Piao Piao Fist on the Shit Shovel Officer.gif]

The man's azure blue pupils lit up suddenly, as if he suddenly found the same kind after wandering alone in the sea for several days and nights, and he felt a little excited.

Jiang Meng's mobile phone is not in the habit of being locked. Ling Mu just hesitated for a second, then clicked on the message, and saw the familiar username: @炒菜不定杨

He felt a little surprised, but at the same time felt a little honored. It's not a bad thing to be entangled with such a little black fan.

The man turned around and looked down at the ignorant Jiang Meng. The only moral bottom line left in his heart was shattered into pieces. He bent down without hesitation, and kissed Jiang Meng's cheek on the lips.

Little thing, this is your own trap.

……

At the same time, Chu Qintian, who was drunk to death, had a dream in a daze, dreaming that he not only handed over the cookie to someone else, but also delivered the cookie to that person's mouth.

In the dream, Chu Bancao was devastated: What's wrong with this tamade!Can someone wake him up with a slap? Hey!