I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Jing Cun has been absent-minded at the class reunion, and his attention is on Song Zhichu. There are many things he wants to say to him, but there are too many people and he can't say too much.

When the party was over and everyone dispersed, Jing Cun asked him, "Are you... staying in a hotel now?"

Song Zhichu nodded.

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time, and Jing Cun smiled softly, "Go to my house."

Song Zhichu pursed his lower lip, his ears turned red, and said "OK" softly.

The black suv drove all the way into the villa area, and Jing lived in the car and threw him the donuts and peach oolong bought on the road.

I bought it subconsciously when I saw it before, and I feel that this person will definitely like it.

"Why did you go abroad before?"

Song Zhichu held the straw with cold fingers and inserted it in, and replied, "My grandma passed away, and then my dad took me in abroad."

After so many years of not asking, he was taken away because no one took care of him. Jing Cun guessed that Song Zhichu's life abroad might not be good, and he was afraid that he would recall bad things, so he didn't ask again.

Jing stopped the car in the yard, looked at him and said, "It's okay, I will be with you in the future..." He paused, "I will always take care of you."

Song Zhichu took a sip of milk tea, nodded, and there was a smile in his dark eyes.

The wind was shining through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Jing Cun opened the door with his fingerprints, and was pulling Song Zhichu in when he saw a figure beside the sofa in the living room out of the corner of his eyes.

Jing Yi was holding the remote control in his hand. He glanced at Jing Cun, took out his mobile phone slowly, turned on the camera and took a picture, took a clear picture of the faces behind Jing Cun, and then put away the mobile phone.

His eyes fell on the hands held by Jing Cun and Song Zhichu, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Boyfriend?"

Jing Cun nodded, brought him in, and introduced him to Song Zhichu, "My elder brother."

Song Zhichu was a little cautious, and said to Jing Yi, "Hello, Mr. Jing."

Jing Cun was slightly dissatisfied, and said to Jing Yi, "Go out to sleep today, and don't come here again in the future."

Song Zhichu pinched his palm, Jing Cun held his hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "We can't let him stay, he's forced."

Jing Yi watched the two of them biting their ears, guessing that his brother dog couldn't spit out ivory, and didn't intend to spoil their interest, so he took the car keys and got up.

When passing by, he stopped beside Jing Cun and said meaningfully, "Pay attention to your body."

Jing Cun, "..."

Song Zhichu also heard it, and couldn't help but blushed, trying to break away from Jing Cun's hand, but Jing Cun held him and refused to let go.

When Jing Yi walked a long way, Jing Cun took him upstairs and comforted him, "It's okay, my brother is just like that. Don't worry, my family will love you very much."

"You want to take me to meet your family?"

Jing Cun said "hmm", "We will go when we are ready some other day."

Song Zhichu pursed his lips tightly, feeling extremely nervous in his heart, very afraid that Jing Cun's family members would not like him, not to mention that he is a man, his dull and boring personality alone makes people not like him.

"Don't think so much, you are very good and worthy of everyone's love."

Jing put a light kiss on his forehead, and found him some clothes, "There are no new ones, so wear mine first, it's on the left side of the bathroom."

Song Zhichu took the clothes, touched a piece of white cloth with his fingertips, and the tips of his ears became even hotter. When he turned to go into the bathroom, his back was flustered.

The bathroom door was closed, Jing Cun looked away, his eyes fell on the notebook next to him, and he added one more thing to what he did today.

: I am so happy to doi with Chuchu

: I really want to tease him every day

When Song Zhichu came out, Jing Cun had already put away the notebook. Seeing Song Zhichu's flushed face, he wanted to laugh, and patted the bedside, "Come here."

The man sat next to him, and Jing Cun took a towel to help him wipe his hair.

"Didn't I say it before, you have to dry your hair first after taking a shower."

The towel was very absorbent, and it didn't take long for Song Zhichu's hair to be half-dried. His eyes fell on the nape of the neck where the knuckles protruded. He licked his tiger teeth silently.

"Beginning."

Jing Cun called him in a low voice, the two words seemed to be lingering from his lips and teeth for a long time before he was willing to pronounce them, with strong affection.

His voice was a little hoarse, low and magnetic, which made Song Zhichu's ears numb.

Song Zhichu dodged a little, looked sideways at him, felt that the distance was too close, and backed away a little.

"Hide what?"

Jing Cun pulled the man over, looked down at him, copied his facial features inch by inch, and landed on the pale diamond-shaped lips.

He didn't move, sitting on the bed suddenly retreated a little, and said, "Kiss me."

Song Zhichu hesitated for a moment, then approached cautiously with a blushing face, and kissed him on the cheek.

Jing Cun touched his lips with his cold and slender fingers, and said in a cold voice, "Here."

He looked at Song Zhichu standing still, seemed a little annoyed, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't want to kiss?"

Song Zhichu stared at him with dark eyes, reached out and grabbed Jing Cun's collar and pulled him over, then bit Jing Cun's lips hard.

"puppy?"

With a smile in his eyes, Jing Cun pressed the back of his head and kissed him back unceremoniously.

He kissed very fiercely, like a surging wave, which made people overwhelmed. Song Zhichu couldn't breathe, his eyes were covered with mist, and he whined twice, trying to escape.

Jing Cun couldn't let him go so easily, touched his ear with his lips comfortingly, covered his mouth with his hand to prevent him from screaming, and kissed his neck along the earlobe.

The bluish-purple traces spread and criss-crossed. He touched Song Zhichu's delicate and small Adam's apple under his jaw, lowered his head and gently held it with his teeth.

The neck was the most vulnerable place, Song Zhichu's figure trembled, he gently pushed him with his hand, his lips and teeth were slightly opened, and Jing Cun's rough fingers were inserted along the l.

……

The two just came out of the small world, and they miss each other very much, wishing to stick to each other and refuse to separate for a moment. Although Song Zhichu refused on the surface, his body could not help but cater to him, which made Jing Cun more and more excited.

Jing Cun took him to plant trees again, and this time he chose more lush saplings. The soil had been cultivated by him into a good soil full of water, and he could feel the water inside by inserting his fingers.

Moisture wrapped around his fingers, Jing Cun turned over the soil, and tried to insert the sapling.

However, if the ground is not well ridged, he will not be able to insert it after a little bit. If this is the case, the tree will not be planted well.

So Jing Cun thought of a way to dig the soil deep, until the innermost water came out, and planted the saplings after aligning.

After finally finding a good piece of land, Jing Cun planted trees all night, Song Zhichu looked at him with red eyes, and then passed out.

Jing Cun hugged him distressedly and took a bath, then fell asleep with him in his arms.

The morning sun reflected through the light blue curtains, spreading a layer of pale light on the ground, and there was an undispelled smell in the air, mixed with the aroma of shower gel.

Jing Cun opened his eyes, in front of him was a familiar home, he frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He clearly remembered that he fell asleep in the afternoon, so why did he wake up and it was dawn.

There seemed to be something in his arms, he felt a thump in his heart, looked down, and saw a furry black head, and large marks on the cold white skin, it was not difficult to see what happened last night.

Jing Cun was stunned for a while, and recalled it carefully, but he couldn't remember the memory of last night. His eyes fell on the notebook by the bed, and he took it over with a feeling.

After he finished reading it, he was in a mess for a while, and then looked at the head in his arms, feeling familiar.

Is this... a schizophrenic?

And the split other self seems to like his high school classmates.

When Song Zhichu woke up and saw Jing Cun staring at him, he put on a cold face and kicked Jing Cun.

"Go get me a glass of water."

His voice was hoarse as hell.

He was tortured too hard last night, and now he was a little angry when he saw Jing Cun. Seeing that he didn't respond, he pinched his palm again.

When Jing Cun was kicked, there was only one feeling, so soft... soft.Why can a man's toes look like mutton fat jade? It doesn't hurt at all when he kicks them. It's even like a feather scratching his heart, a little itchy.

He went down to pour someone a glass of water, and when he finished drinking, he said in a deliberate manner, "I think we need to talk."

"It wasn't me who was with you yesterday..." Jing Cun just said, Song Zhichu's dark eyes reflected his face, his cold face was expressionless.

"Can you say that again?"

Jing Cun paused, and handed him the bedside notebook, "The one with you is another me...the one who likes him is also you...I..."

He shut his mouth while talking, feeling like a ruthless scumbag.

Song Zhichu's eyes fell on the last two lines of the last page of the notebook, and he looked away as if he had been burned, and the tips of his ears turned red.

He threw the notebook into Jing Cun's arms, got off the bed, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, you said it yourself."

Song Zhichu's legs were still shaking when he came down, Jing Cun wanted to help him up, "You can rest here for a while before leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhichu's face became even colder. He pushed him away, put on his clothes, and went downstairs without looking back while holding his mobile phone.

The back looks a little miserable.

Jing Cun frowned, vaguely having a bad premonition, always feeling that bad things might happen to him in the future.

He threw away the random thoughts in his mind, thinking that he had to go to the company, otherwise his brother would be nagging again, so he changed his clothes and called his brother.

His brother was quite surprised on the phone, "I didn't get bored with your boyfriend, and you actually want to come to work?"

Jing Cun, "He's not my boyfriend, forget it, anyway, don't talk nonsense."

Jing Yi took a look at the phone over there, his temples twitched faintly, and said speechlessly, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"You led someone back yesterday, but today you turn your back on him?"

Jing Cun, "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-3000:02:57~2020-05-3016:09:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: there are 3 bottles of fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!