The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

The little zombie's body tensed up, and suddenly remembered that Ji Xiaopang said that the previous physical contact between the two was too superficial, and the strength of absorbing yang energy was limited, but according to Jing Lichuan's wolf-like eyes, this man seems to be I'm going to have an in-depth conversation with him.

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comminicate……

An indescribable picture emerged in Jiang Meng's mind, a hot yang energy rushed straight to Tianling Gai in shame, her cheeks turned red into two small tomatoes.

It was originally something that would happen on the night of the full moon... Is it the rhythm that needs to be advanced now? !

According to what Ji Xiaopang said, if the progress bar is to advance by leaps and bounds, Jiang Meng must contribute his own body to obtain sufficient yang energy, but he himself is a little reluctant, so what is the love between lovers when the love is strong? He and Jing Lichuan have only known each other for a few days, so they definitely haven't reached that point yet.

But in order to complete the task...

Jiang Meng found that this task was getting more and more cumbersome, and she seemed to be caught in a vicious circle, as if she would never be able to escape the end of being stuffed by the heroine...

The little zombie was very sad, as if he had eaten a piece of bitter melon, which made people collapse. He struggled for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Jing Lichuan, can we discuss this matter again?"

Jing Lichuan looked at Jiang Meng amusedly, stroked the corners of his lips lightly with his fingertips, and put on the appearance of a senior hooligan: "It's not negotiable, today I have to ask you to help me put out the fire."

Jiang Meng frowned, and secretly adjusted a sitting position that was convenient for escape, thinking that if this guy dared to force him, he would escape and sue Tuoba Xiuran!

Seeing Jiang Meng's eyeballs rolling around, Jing Lichuan knew what he was planning. He was not in a hurry, and asked persuasively, "Is the cutie an adult?"

Jiang Meng couldn't figure out what the man was up to, so she nodded blankly.

Jing Lichuan continued to ask: "Then do you have a boyfriend... or a girlfriend?"

Jiang Meng shook her head blankly again.

Jing Lichuan muttered to himself, "That's all right", then rushed forward and pressed Jiang Meng under him, gently resting the back of his head with his palm, his eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse and charming: "Please tell me, Chuan I want to kiss you."

The two of them were very close, the man's temperature was conveyed little by little, the sound of deep and shallow breathing intertwined, and the intimate posture made it easy to misfire.

Perhaps it was because of the small space in the coffin that the oxygen content was insufficient. Jiang Meng's reaction was a bit slow, and she subconsciously asked, "...Why do I need to ask for instructions?"

The film king laughed out loud, he gave a "tsk", and the almost scalding heat swept over Jiang Meng's red earlobe: "It seems... cutie still likes brother Chuan to be more domineering."

When the words fell, Jing Lichuan's lips were pressed against each other. Jiang Meng's almost perfect kissing skills deprived Jiang Meng of his breath. .

Jiang Meng narrowed his eyes, and relaxed his body a little bit like a cat being tickled by a shit-shoveling officer. He hummed softly, and gradually found a little pleasure in such intimate contact.

I have to say that such wet kisses made Jiang Meng feel inexplicably excited, not only the solid feeling of yang energy entering the body, but also a kind of spiritual joy.

After the kiss was over, Jing Lichuan raised his head, tapped the tip of Jiang Meng's nose with his finger, and said with a smile, "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

Jiang Meng hurriedly opened her eyes, and pushed Jing Lichuan angrily, the man let him vent, deliberately tilted his body, and hit the coffin board with a "boom".

"Who enjoyed it? You must have read it wrong!" The little zombie argued redly, stood up uncomfortably, and was about to run away, "It's all right now, I, I'm leaving..."

Jing Lichuan chuckled, and took Jiang Meng back slowly, holding her tightly in his arms: "Where are you going? Do you think a simple kiss can put out the fire?"

Jiang Meng knew that she couldn't escape, so she asked cryingly: "Jing Lichuan, have you really thought about it?"

Do you really want me to suck my yang energy and face the crisis of impotence and premature ejaculation from now on?In Jiang Meng's view, a person's yang energy is limited, if he inhales too much, then Jing Lichuan is likely to be destroyed by himself.

At this critical moment, Jiang Meng was still thinking about the hero's body, and he suddenly felt that he was so kind.

Jing Lichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, turned Jiang Meng's face away, stared into his eyes and asked, "Little cutie, I should ask you this... Have you made up your mind? Do you want to be Brother Chuan's?"

Stretch out your head with a knife, shrink your head with a knife, you can't escape!

Jiang Meng has done a good job in the psychological construction of dedication, like a soldier who is about to go to the battlefield, full of the tragedy of sacrificing himself for the revolution.

He closed his eyes tightly, lay down on his back bravely, and shouted: "Come on!"

Jing Lichuan froze for a moment, completely defeated by Jiang Meng's actions.

"Dare to ask this little hero, where are you going to die?"

The man pulled Jiang Meng up and poked his chubby face, "I'm not kidding you anymore, the first night with the little cutie... I don't want to be hasty in a coffin."

Jiang Meng raised her head in a daze, and was slapped on the mouth again, and immediately became even more unhappy: "Well...why are you still kissing?"

Jing Lichuan grinned: "I am willing."

Jiang Meng: "..." I really want to beat you up.

The two fought and tossed around for a while, cuddling each other and taking a nap.

When Jiang Meng woke up, Jing Lichuan didn't know where he was. Xiaozhulong coiled up beside him in the shape of a mosquito coil, holding a pack of soda biscuits in his mouth, happily "quacking" at his little master.

Jiang Meng rubbed her eyes and let out a "huh" and said in surprise, "There are still biscuits in Jing Lichuan's box?"

Little Candle Dragon shook his head, raised his tail and pointed to the direction outside the tomb, as if he was struggling to express something.

Ji Xiaopang couldn't stand it anymore, jumped out to help him explain: "The underground palace has ushered in a rescue team, Jing Lichuan and the others each received a package of supplies, so, boss, your hard days are coming to an end !"

Hearing this news, Jiang Meng almost cried with joy: "Is the heroine here? Are we finally going to escape from this ghost place?"

Ji Xiaopang shook his head helplessly: "It's not the heroine, don't forget, the heroine is a tomb robber. As for the rescue team, due to their limited ability, some of the trapped crew members have been successfully rescued. And the other part, that is, Jing Lichuan, Chu Xiang and Bai Zixin are more unlucky, because the rescue team in charge of them is also trapped."

Jiang Meng's smile froze on her face, and she said blankly, "Why? Why are you trapped?"

In order to maintain the mystery of the plot, Ji Xiaopang deliberately did not say anything, but just reminded him a little: "Do you still remember those female snake spirits that appeared in your dream that day?"

Jiang Meng was taken aback, thinking that the strange dream she had was actually real?

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Lichuan and Tuoba Xiuran came back together, their expressions were normal, and the atmosphere between them was quite harmonious.

Jiang Meng rushed up to meet her and asked, "What's going on with the rescue team?"

Jing Lichuan unwrapped a small bag unhurriedly

After taking a bite of the biscuit, I fed it to Jiang Meng, and then said slowly, "They were entangled by a female ghost. Either the ghost blows the lamp, or the ghost hits the wall. In short, they are trapped."

Jiang Meng's hair stood on end when he heard the supernatural event, he shrank into the man's arms, and then simply sat on the man's lap: "Then how did you get out?"

Tuoba Xiuran looked at the two "crunching" biscuit chewers with disgust on his face, and said coldly: "Of course it's because of me. Those female ghosts are hidden in a longevity lock. Originally, they just need to destroy them. But there is your blood on it, and now I am acting recklessly for fear of harming you, so there is nothing I can do for the time being. Otherwise, why would I need those rescue teams to let you out?!"

Jiang Meng was confused when he heard it, and blurted out without thinking: "Is that the real longevity lock that killed Tuoba?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had slipped his tongue. What he just said was equivalent to admitting that he was Tuobazhen in disguise!

Jiang Meng hurriedly went to see Jing Lichuan, only to see that the other party was eating biscuits calmly, as if she was not surprised by this incident.

With Tuoba Xiuran's strong nerves, he didn't notice Jiang Meng's abnormality at all. He still frowned solemnly and analyzed the solution: "It's the lock. After the incident happened, the lock was changed by the emperor's order. Burn it, but I don’t know who is so bold as to carry that longevity lock with him, and bring it into the tomb after he dies.”

Jing Lichuan helped Jiang Meng wipe off the biscuit crumbs from the corners of his mouth, and said casually, "Look them out at night, and give me the Longevity Lock. I just want to trouble you to sell your beauty."

Jiang Meng covered her mouth with a "puchi" and laughed, and temporarily suppressed the anxiety just now.

"Nonsense! Why is it Zhen?" Tuoba Xiuran's eyes widened angrily, and he almost rushed forward to fight Jing Lichuan, "Aren't you a man too? Why don't you go?"

Jing Lichuan hugged his little cutie in his arms, with a "I'm helpless too" expression on his face: "I'm so sorry, I have a family."

Tuoba Xiuran choked, and glared at Jiang Meng sinisterly: "Tuobazhen, how can you decide lifelong events casually?! You are really getting more and more unruly!"

"No, no, we are both innocent..."

Angrily, Jiang Meng jumped off Jing Lichuan's lap, and patted her royal brother's hair like a dog's legs: "Your Majesty, when you move at night, you only need to lure the female ghosts out. Don't listen to Jing Lichuan's nonsense. , there is absolutely no such thing as betraying beauty!"

After all, Tuoba Xiuran reluctantly accepted Jing Lichuan's suggestion, and the boss left unhappy.

Little Candle Dragon also followed the eldest master to dinner, and there were only Jiang Meng and Jing Lichuan left in the tomb.

Jiang Meng glanced at Jing Lichuan with a guilty conscience, like a troublemaker student caught by the teacher in charge, she slowly walked up to the man, and admitted: "Jing Lichuan, I didn't mean to lie to you, Don't be mad at me..."