I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Jing Cun's eyelids twitched, "Who did you hear that from?"

"Besides, can't you hear me snoring even if you sleep on the floor?"

Xiao Che thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing he could do if he kept talking to him like this, so he simply went to bed and lay beside him.

There was a small gap between the two of them, Jing Cun looked at him sideways, his gaze fell on Xiao Che's eyelashes.

The dim light of the night pearl in front of the bed fell on it, and the thick and dense eyelashes were like crow feathers, and when they hung down, they looked like butterfly wings spreading their wings, casting a shadow on the eyelids.

Jing Cun didn't hide his gaze, Xiao Che's eyelashes trembled, he felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and opened his eyes.

He kicked Jing Cun's leg, "Turn around."

Jing Cun clamped Bai Shengsheng's ankle with his legs, stretched out his hand to gently tug on his eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "Brother, you are so pretty."

When he said this, his eyes were bent, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with light and filled with tenderness.

Xiao Che felt his heart beat a little faster, Jing Cun's aura sprinkled on his ears, and the roots of his ears turned a little red.

He kicked Jing Cun's calf again, turned his back to Jing Cun, and left him an indifferent back.

"Shut up and sleep."

Jing Cun curled his lower lip, and reached out to touch Xiao Che's black hair, "Good night, senior brother."

The moonlight from outside came in through the pear wood window, the room became quiet, Xiao Che closed his eyelashes.

Before going to sleep, Jing Cun helped Xiao Che cover the quilt. He looked at Xiao Che's slightly moving fingertips, and kissed him on the side of his ear.

Xiao Che, "..."

There was silence all around, the sound of the wind blowing the branches and leaves of the trees came from outside the window, the incense in the temple was burned out, and a wisp of green smoke scattered in the air.

When Jing Cun was about to fall asleep, the quilt next to him moved, and a warm person rolled into his arms.

He was awakened by this movement, and looked towards his embrace. Xiao Che was lying in his embrace, automatically found a comfortable position, his fox ears moved, and rubbed against his embrace.

Jing Cun, "..."

This pose sticks to him like a sticky cake... It looks very familiar.

It seems that Bai Luoyao also likes to cling to him like this. Jing Cun remembered the different reactions of the two eating sweets, and asked the system in his mind, "Is this... the habit of villains in the previous life."

System 231, "Ding, yes."

Jing Cun, "Then why does Bai Luoyao have it?"

System 231 clicked his tongue, "It was originally used to confuse the host's senses, but the higher authorities deliberately changed the habits of the two of them."

There was a hint of puzzlement in its mechanical voice, "But it seems to have failed."

Even though they were forced to change, Bai Luoyao thought the sweets were delicious, but he still wouldn't touch sweets often.Xiao Che would vomit after eating sweets, but every time he couldn't restrain his craving.

Jing Cun heard it, and snorted, "There are some things in your bones that can't be changed no matter what."

System 231 was silent for a while, not knowing what to think of, the mechanical voice said, "You are right."

"Some people's obsession, even after passing through thousands of worlds, still cannot be extinguished."

"You humans are really hard to understand."

This is the first time the system has gossiped with him so much, Jing Cun said in surprise, "Some people? Have you pulled other people besides me?"

The system did not deny it, and said with a "ding", "The system is under maintenance."

Jing Cun was thoughtful, thought for a while, and felt that there was a chance to get a routine from the system.Hearing what the system said, his coming to this game...may not be an accident.

Xiao Che hugged him tighter and tighter in his arms, Jing Cun felt that he was almost breathless, he lifted the quilt, pulled Xiao Che's collar and pulled him, trying to tear him off his body.

Xiao Che frowned, as if he was not very happy, he gripped his clothes tighter, his legs also clamped his waist, and the whole octopus stuck to his body.

Jing Cun, "..."

His temples twitched, and he stretched out his hands helplessly to pinch Xiao Che's fox ears.

The fox's ears moved, and the limp tail behind him followed suit.

Jing Cun opened his eyes and stared at the patterns on the beams in a daze, and felt as if an unknown liquid had soaked his lapel at the neck.

He looked down and saw that someone was drooling on his lips, frowning and rubbing against his skirt, covering his whole body with saliva.

With Jing Cun's hand in mid-air, he couldn't help pinching Xiao Che's face.

Who would have thought that the cold and abstinent senior brother on weekdays... is actually a clingy person behind his back... and drools while sleeping.

In the deep night, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the quiet door.

There was no sound of footsteps, as if someone appeared out of thin air, knocking on their door outside the door.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Guest officer, your things were left downstairs earlier, please open the door—"

There was a lot of movement, but there was no sound from the room next to it, as if they were isolated, and only they could hear the knock on the door.

Xiao Che was awakened by this movement, he opened his eyes in Jing Cun's arms, a layer of water steamed in his dark eyes, and he was a little confused.

After he saw the person in front of him clearly, he suddenly stepped back a little, his eyes condensed.

Jing Cun watched his expression change, and was about to be laughed out of anger by him. He had a half-smile, "Brother, you don't think it's me who did something to you, did you?"

Xiao Che's eyes fell on the skirt in front of him, he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Could it be that he took the initiative to rub it up?

impossible.

The knock on the door was still ringing outside, Jing Cun didn't bother to explain to him, and silently planned to use the glass mirror to reflect his sleeping appearance next time.

Xiao Che noticed the waiter's voice, and looked outside the door, "Monster?"

Jing Cun nodded, "It should be, it's fine if you don't open the door."

The knocks on the door became louder and louder, and the waiter's voice was full of urgency, "Guest officer, your things have been left behind, please open the door—"

"Open the door!! Did you hear me!!!"

The voice became more and more ferocious, "Open the door!!!"

The knock on the door gradually turned into a kick at the door, and the wooden door creaked in the air as if it was about to burst open unbearably.

Jing Cun stared at the door, and waited for a while, the sound of kicking the door gradually subsided.

The sound outside the door disappeared.

The surroundings returned to silence, Jing Cun sighed, "Let's go."

In the second half of the night, the two of them slept a little lightly. Fortunately, there were no accidents, and the night was peaceful until dawn.

Jing Cun got up earlier than Xiao Che, he washed up and went downstairs.

Downstairs was lively, and the guests were all awake, having breakfast at the dining table on the first floor.

Xiao Er was busy serving them food, and when he saw Jing Cun, he greeted him.

"Guest officer, did someone knock on the door last night?"

Jing Cun, "Yes, we didn't open it."

Xiao Er conveniently put a bowl of porridge on the table of the guest next to him, and replied, "In the future, don't open the door if you encounter this kind of situation. The guests are away, so it's not a bad thing to be more careful."

Jing Cun thanked him, glanced at the breakfast on the table, and asked, "Do you have a sweeter breakfast?"

Xiao Che likes to eat sweet things, but if they are too sweet, he will throw up, so he chooses some slightly sweet ones for him as a compromise.

The waiter wiped his hands with the towel on his shoulder, "There are meat buns kneaded with goat's milk noodles, and taro white fungus porridge."

Jing Cun, "I want buns and porridge."

He ordered two steamed buns and a serving of porridge, served himself another serving of noodles, put them on a tray and went back to his room.

In the room, Xiao Che had just woken up, the ink was scattered by his side, his eyelids were drooping, and his eyelashes were dark blue, as if he hadn't slept well.

Jing Cun put the breakfast on the table, "Brother, get up and have breakfast."

Xiao Che glanced at him, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jing Cun brought him water for him to wash, took a wooden comb and sat on the carved stool beside him to help him tie his hair.

"Brother, let me help you tie it."

Seeing that Xiao Che didn't respond, when he acquiesced, he started to comb his hair with a comb.

Mo hair became smooth through the teeth of the comb, Jing Cun kept his movements lightly, afraid that it would hurt him, so he held the hair and combed it for him little by little.

He took the white and silver Liuyun headband from Xiao Che's hand, tied Xiao Che's hair together, and tied him into a ponytail.

When he was pricking, he felt a little weird, but when he finished combing, Xiao Che looked at the bronze mirror, and pursed his lips.

"Crooked."

Jing Cun looked over, and the slanted ponytail was raised behind him, leaning on the back of Xiao Che's left head.

His eyelids twitched, "I'll comb it again."

Xiao Che snatched the comb, quickly tied up his hair, looked at him with pitch-black eyes, and said a word indifferently.

"stupid."

Jing Cun clicked his tongue, "This is the first time I've tied someone's hair."

"Brother."

"I will comb it for you every day in the future, and it will be fine when I comb it a few more times."

He sat opposite Xiao Che, and pushed the taro porridge in front of Xiao Che, "Senior brother, try this, it's a little bit sweet, and senior brother should like it."

Xiao Che lowered his eyes, looked at the purple porridge in the bowl, and said, "I told you earlier that I don't like sweets."

Jing Cun looked at him with his chin in his hands, "Brother, try it, it's only a little sweet."

He looked expectant, his eyes were tender, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Xiao Che stretched out his hand to hold the spoon, and under Jing Cun's expectant gaze, he scooped up a spoonful of taro porridge.

The purple taro and millet melt between the lips and teeth, with a touch of sweetness, not too sweet. The soft glutinousness from the boiled taro blends with the millet, leaving a lingering fragrance between the teeth after swallowing.

He waited for a while, but he didn't feel nauseated or want to vomit in his stomach, which was quite surprising.

Jing Cun saw it, and said with a smile, "It seems that senior brother can accept these slightly sweet foods."

He pushed the steamed stuffed bun over, "After eating, go to Chang Ling to have a look."

Xiao Che finished most of the bowl of porridge, and there was still some left over. Jing Cun finished his noodles and drank his leftover porridge together.

Xiao Che watched him suck the spoon he had used without any hesitation, and pursed his lower lip, "You..."

Jing Cun finished the last spoonful of porridge, "Huh?"

Xiao Che withdrew his gaze, tapped the table with his fingertips, "It's nothing."

He frowned, his expression somewhat tangled, and it took him a long time to let go of his eyebrows.

The waiter came in to help them clean up the dishes, Jing Cun opened the door, "Brother, let's go."

The two left the inn together, not noticing a black shadow flashing across the room.