Heartthrob Substitute Counterattack Manual [Transmigration Book]

He Jinxi said word by word, "The person who was with him that night was me, and it could only be me. I am his man."

Xiao Ling looked at He Jinxi with squinted eyes, and the coldness around him increased dramatically.

He Jinxi raised the corners of his mouth indifferently, raised his chin, and looked back at him with absolute arrogance, not taking him seriously.

At this time, no one was talking, and although it was quiet, Mo Tianran felt like two mighty lions sitting beside him, who would kill each other if they disagreed with each other.

And the fuse that caused all this was actually him.

Mo Tianran lowered his head in embarrassment. This unprecedented atmosphere made him wish to disappear immediately.

Tiankui and others hiding in the dark were very excited.

Tiankui clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Look, it's really on the line, let alone, Xiao Ling is really a powerful person, and he can still maintain his momentum in front of the master."

Wen Qu gnawed at the duck wings of Baxian Wang's family: "So what, it's still not as good as the master."

Wen Chang gnawed at the duck neck of the Baxian Wang's family: "There is no one in the whole world who is stronger than the master. Xiao Ling is already powerful enough, at least stronger than our Sixth Division, which is rare enough in the world."

Unconvinced, Wen Qu took another bite, curled his lips, and could only hold back.

Tian Kui didn't take it seriously, and said excitedly: "With such an imposing manner, who do you think will strike first, Master or Xiao Ling?"

Wen Chang analyzed: "I don't think so. Neither the master nor Xiao Ling will do anything in front of Young Master Mu. They will consider his mood."

Wen Qu touched his chin: "Ah~ What's the point of that?"

Wen Chang speechlessly glanced at him who was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and saw his chin glistening after being touched by oily hands, he reluctantly took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

Wen Qu seemed to be used to it, and continued to eat and observe the situation.

Tian Kui frowned and looked at the two of them, then looked at Tian Yue who was beside him: "Brother, my chin is also stained with oil."

Tian Yue has no expression on his face: ...

Zuo Fu shook his shoulders, and looked at the four of them with disgust: "Hey, are you also broken sleeves? Don't be so nasty, please consider me and You Bi..."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at You Bi, who started crying again.

You Bi burst into tears: "Xiao Ling is so pitiful. It's fine if the marriage proposal is rejected, but also seeing the scene of the love between Master and Young Master Mu with his own eyes. It's really too embarrassing."

Zuo Fu: ...It seems that I am the only one who is still normal

Just when Mo Tianran thought that Xiao Ling and He Jinxi were about to fight, Xiao Ling withdrew his gaze and looked at Mo Tianran with softer eyes, as if asking him whether what He Jinxi said was true.

Mo Tianran was uncomfortable being declared domineeringly by He Jinxi. If he said he hated it, it would be fine, but if he said he liked it, it would be awkward.

He raised his head to see Xiao Ling's gaze, and pursed his lips, "It's not what he said."

What is his man? He is not a woman. It is as if he is He Jinxi's exclusive.

Xiao Ling's eyes flashed.

He Jinxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and squeezed Mo Tianran's soft buttocks displeasedly, which made him pant unconsciously, and quickly coughed twice to cover it up.

"I'm not your man? I know your body better than anyone else."

He tightened Mo Tianran's waist as if possessing him, and kissed him hard on the lips, as if stamping his exclusive brand.

Mo Tianran blushed, angrily pushed him away, glared at him, and gave him a "shameless" look.

Xiao Ling frowned, his face suddenly condensed, and a dangerous aura burst out from his body, causing the white jade wine glass on the table to tremble slightly.

Such warnings were not taken seriously by He Jinxi.

He glanced at Xiao Ling as if in protest, with a contemptuous attitude.

His fingers had already penetrated Mo Tianran's body from his clothes, and pressed his inside lightly, making him almost gasp again.

Mo Tianran was angry and annoyed, afraid of being seen by Xiao Ling, he could only lower his head.

He Jinxi leaned closer to his ear, his voice was so low that only he could hear, "Tell him the truth, if you lie again, I don't mind killing you in front of others."

Mo Tianran's sensitive body reacted to him, turned his face away and glared at him angrily, seeing the corners of He Jinxi's slightly raised mouth became even more angry.

Xiao Ling sensed something was wrong with him, straightened his body, and asked with concern, "Surgical, what's wrong?"

He glanced at He Jinxi, his eyes were full of warning.

Although this person looks like a tenth prince, his personality and temperament are so bad that he is not worthy to be compared with him at all.

At this time, Xiao Ling was even more sure that he would never be the tenth prince.

At least the Tenth Prince would not give him such a disgusting feeling.

"It's okay." Mo Tianran quickly comforted Xiao Ling, "I... him."

He paused, and said to Xiao Ling, "I do have a relationship with him."

He didn't need to say much, everyone present knew what kind of relationship this was.

Xiao Ling was startled, seeing Mo Tianran's reddish ear tips, twinkling eyes, and an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Mo Tianran said again, "That night, it was actually me and him, but for some reason, it was you who were misunderstood by others, and you were also misunderstood."

After he finished speaking, he dared not look at Xiao Ling even more. First, he was shy to let Xiao Ling know about his relationship with He Jinxi. Second, he always felt that Xiao Ling had misunderstood him so far, and he was also to blame for not being able to express clearly.

Xiao Ling could see what Mo Tianran was thinking, and his heart softened. He lowered his eyes and said to himself: So I really misunderstood?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the close body of the two opposite people, and the small movements of subconscious intimacy. This is definitely not a state where two people who are not familiar with each other or have no intention of each other will appear.

After all, Xiao Ling was a smart person, so he quickly figured it out.

But knowing is one thing, feeling uncomfortable is another.

He thought for a while, then looked at He Jinxi, "Who the hell are you?"

He wanted to know the details of this person not only to prevent a threat, but also because he was worried about Mo Tianran.

He Jinxi was being moved by the soft touch of Mo Tianran's skin, when he heard his words, his face darkened, and his eyes were full of displeasure at being disturbed.

"Who am I, you don't need to know."

As he spoke, he gently pinched Mo Tianran's chin with his hands, and looked at Mo Tianran as if admiring a work of art, "You just need to know that I am his man, and stop thinking too much about him."

Xiao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, his whole body overflowed with danger again, "I will find you."

Tiankui and the others in the dark were startled by what they said, and immediately raised their vigilance.

But He Jinxi smiled indifferently, didn't even look at him, and completely ignored him, "You can try it, I welcome you anytime."

Xiao Ling remained silent.

However, Mo Tianran could see that he was serious, and that he really planned to thoroughly investigate He Jinxi's details.

He wondered in his heart that He Jinxi was working for the Eight Sage Kings, if Xiao Ling really found out, would it be detrimental to him.

Mo Tianran only thought about He Jinxi's safety.

Xiao Ling put away this topic, looked at He Jinxi and warned, "Since you have such a relationship with Xiurong, how are you going to explain it to him?"

Mo Tianran was startled, seeing Xiao Ling's seemingly stern face, but worry appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't help being a little moved.

Xiao Ling was worried about him, afraid that he would suffer a disadvantage.

For a moment, Mo Tianran felt that Xiao Ling was very much like his brother.

He thought of his real brother, that half brother, who was also like this, seemingly cold and heartless, but full of warmth in his heart.

Especially for him, she will always help him clear up all troubles in the dark, and take care of him meticulously.

He is more attentive than his cheap father.

Mo Tianran's affection for Xiao Ling grew a little more.

At this time, he is not only a friend and confidant in his heart, but also has a layer of brotherhood.

He Jinxi naturally also sensed what Xiao Ling meant. He was very displeased with Xiao Ling's over-concern, and said indifferently: "You don't have to worry about it, my man, I naturally won't let him suffer."

His words were not loud, but his tone was extremely firm, and anyone could sense his seriousness.

The worry in Xiao Ling's eyes lightened a little, but he still couldn't feel completely at ease.

Mo Tianran saw his thoughts and didn't want him to worry about himself, "Xiao Ling, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Xiao Ling looked at Mo Tianran, moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to say something, and there was an emotion in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Mo Tianran looked at him, waiting for his words.

As a result, Xiao Ling's emotions just now were like an illusion of his. He turned his head to look at He Jinxi, regained his cold and arrogant expression, and solemnly warned him.

"Remember what you said today."

The aura of the two was strong, and it was impossible to tell the winner in the momentum wrestling.

He Jinxi reached out and hugged Mo Tianran completely in his arms, and glanced at him lightly like a demonstration.

The meaning is obvious: don't worry about it, I will love my people.

Xiao Ling stared at He Jinxi for a moment, then at Mo Tianran, stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Tianran hurriedly pushed He Jinxi away, stood up and looked at his back, and said anxiously, "Xiao Ling!"

Xiao Ling squatted down, but for some reason, she didn't turn around.

It wasn't his style not to talk to people, but it happened.

Mo Tianran didn't care, but asked eagerly, "Are we still friends?"

Xiao Ling was silent for a moment, which made Mo Tianran very nervous.

Fortunately, he finally turned around and showed a gentle smile to Mo Tianran, "I misunderstood and troubled you."

Mo Tianran hurried forward and said, "No, no, I didn't make it clear."

Xiao Ling was about to speak, but Mo Tianran continued, "You are a good man and a responsible gentleman."

Xiao Ling was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "I'm not as good as you said."

Seeing him smiling, Mo Tianran breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the token that Xiao Ling gave him when he proposed to him on the table, and put the box back into Xiao Ling's hand, "Find it a real owner."

Xiao Ling looked at the ruby ​​bracelet in his hand, his eyes were a little lost and complicated for a moment, but he quickly put it away, nodded to Mo Tianran, with a rare warm smile.

"Xiu Rong, we are still friends."

Mo Tianran was very happy, very happy. The corner of his mouth was grinning, and he gave Xiao Ling a big smile.

Xiao Ling's eyes flickered towards his smile, with infinite tenderness, and quickly put it away.

He glanced at He Jinxi who was drinking wine with a cold face, and then at Mo Tianran.

Taking the token he didn't send out, he turned and left.

Mo Tianran watched Xiao Ling's back, feeling very happy from the bottom of his heart.

It's good that Xiao Ling wasn't injured because of him.

It's great that he and Xiao Ling are still friends.

He was thinking happily, when a strong wind passed by, he tilted his body, almost cried out, and found that he had fallen into He Jinxi's arms.

He Jinxi's beautiful face was magnified in front of Mo Tianran.

Mo Tianran swallowed his saliva, he sensed the danger in his face.

"What are you doing?" He put his hands on his chest.

He Jinxi glanced back and forth across his face, with deep fascination in his eyes.

But in the next second, he lowered his head and kissed Mo Tianran's lips fiercely.

This ruthlessness was unprecedented.

Mo Tianran struggled, his wrists were bound by him, and his unbearable panting sounded in He Jinxi's ears, which made his movements more ferocious.

"You! Ah..."

It wasn't until Mo Tianran was almost hypoxic that He Jinxi let go of him, looked at his heaving chest that kept panting, reached out and touched his lips that were flushed red by her own kiss, and his voice was hoarse.

"You care about him?"

The author has something to say: He Jinxi: I am not happy anymore!I need to be coaxed!

Mo Tianran: Don't act like a child.

He Jinxi: Then you can coax me or not.

Mo Tianran: Okay, I'll coax you, touch your head, be good.

He Jinxi: I want you to coax me down.

Mo Tianran: ... Get out!I'm used to you!