Only villains don't force me to socialize [Transmigration Book]

Ning Zhe's pupils shrank suddenly, he picked up Lin Jianzhu by the waist, and walked towards the bed with big strides.

The candles in the hall were flickering, pulling the figures of the two into a slanted shadow on the ground, and the teacup on the unoccupied desk lost its temperature.

Both of them knew what would happen next, but as Lin Jianzhu said, the situation is critical now, and indeed this method is the best way to deal with the imminent crisis.

Lin Jianzhu himself didn't know what Ning Zhe in the secret realm did to him when he left the secret realm. People's identities have been swapped compared to before.

It turned out that after such a long time, I still couldn't escape the fate of moths flying into the flame.

Ning Zhe gently placed Lin Jianzhu on the bed, and he sat on the edge of the bed quietly looking at those dull eyes. There was love and joy in these eyes, but in the end because of his Negligence, but also because of his mercilessness, was infected with despair, pain and madness.

He never expected Lin Jianzhu to forgive him, but he didn't expect that his little bamboo had been waiting for him all the time. It was only at this moment that he realized that he was really blind.

The two remained silent for a long time like this, without any ambiguity or lust. It was as if what was about to start was not a double cultivation, but a serious matter that needed to be taken seriously.

Lin Jianzhu was lying flat on the bed, his thoughts were flooding, the memories of the past swept past like tides, and when they receded, they left behind shells all over the beach, which was hard to ignore and hard to let go, but just when his mood changed When he was calm, he felt Ning Zhe's hand caressing his cheek.

Ning Zhe's hand skipped his cheek, and pressed directly on Lin Jianzhu's slightly pale lips. He felt the soft and delicate touch under his hand, and thought that the words from Lin Jianzhu's mouth in the past were like carrying knives. Cut through the flesh and blood of others and hit the bottom of my heart.

But his lips are so soft that people just want to stain them with bright red color and crystal clear clouds. Thinking of this, Ning Zhe couldn't help but chuckle, and he lowered his head slightly.

Lin Jianzhu turned his head to avoid Ning Zhe's mischievous fingers, but what he didn't know was that his lips had become much rosier and his cheeks had a little more color, not as pale as before.

"Your Majesty, why should you be so hesitant? It's just a matter of mutual cultivation and mutual benefit. It's not like what a real man does." Lin Jianzhu's words were as sharp as ever, but his hands were clenched so tightly that he was about to choke out blood But never noticed.

Ning Zhe didn't answer, he lifted Lin Jianzhu's wide sleeves that were winding over the bed, and when he squeezed Lin Jianzhu's wrist, Lin Jianzhu's hand suddenly let go, as if he was trying to hide something.

"Who is nervous, huh?" Ning Zhe leaned over to Lin Jianzhu's ear when he said this, with a very ambiguous attitude.

As expected, Lin Jianzhu's ears were also stained with a thin layer of crimson, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the darkness in his vision now became a kind of protection, and he was able to barely maintain what little he had left. persistence.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to care about my feelings, just try your best. It's just a double cultivation, not a happy love. If you find it difficult, just leave on your own." Lin Jianzhu's voice was alienated and cold, and there was nothing superfluous on his face With an expression on his face, his fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to hold it tightly, but was forcibly stopped by his will.

Little did they know that Ning Zhe noticed every slight change in him.

Ning Zhe knew that if he gave Lin Jianzhu time to build his mind, he would only become more and more nervous.

"Forget it, Jian Zhu, you can't absorb spiritual energy from the outside world. During the dual cultivation, I hope you will remember to hold on to the essence and stick to the essence. This matter must not be abandoned halfway. You can do it?" Ning Zhe put away his smile, His expression became serious.

"Of course I know this, but Jian Zhu has a question, whether Your Majesty can enlighten me?" Lin Jianzhu's mouth curled into a cold smile.

Ning Zhe's gaze was involuntarily attracted by this strange smile, and he said indifferently, "Of course."

Lin Jianzhu sat up directly, and murmured in Ning Zhe's ear: "Since Your Majesty asked, and Jian Zhu also asked, may I ask your Majesty about personnel matters?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt an extremely hot hand touching the back of his neck, and he couldn't help shivering a little when he first touched it.

He could feel the hand rubbing vigorously on the back of his neck, and a hoarse voice came from his ear.

"Whether I can do it or not, you'll know right away."

Listening to the sound of cloth rubbing against cloth when the belt was untied, Lin Jianzhu couldn't help but gasped for breath, and his hand involuntarily held Ning Zhe's.

Ning's movement of folding and undoing his belt stopped, he was worried about Lin Jianzhu's discomfort, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jianzhu didn't know why he subconsciously wanted to stop Ning Zhe from untying his belt, he froze for a moment, and quickly covered up his discomfort with words.

"I'll do it myself." Lin Jianzhu felt that Ning Zhe's hand was retracted after he said this.

Ning Zhe made room for Lin Jianzhu to watch Lin Jianzhu in his spare time.

Suppressing the embarrassment in his heart, Lin Jianzhu's hands slowly groped for his half-untied belt, and he slowly but firmly put the belt on the ground, and then took off his shirt.

The hall was extremely quiet, the breathing sounds of the two people outside were only the sound of clothes falling to the ground, overlapping with the sound of the wind and snow outside the hall, like a butterfly about to face the dilemma of life and death when it emerges.

He knew that Ning Zhe had been looking at him when he was taking off his clothes, but besides the embarrassment that was about to overflow, there were some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Ning Zhe saw that Lin Jianzhu was completely stripped of his clothes, so he grabbed his shoulders and placed him back on the bed. The silk is wrapped around the fingertips and put back gently, just like treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Lin Jianzhu, who was lying flat on the bed, didn't realize what Ning Zhe had done. He tried his best to make his body not so stiff. The heartbeat involuntarily increased a lot.

His thoughts gradually drifted away from the main hall. He recalled the Ning Zhe he met in the secret realm before, why the same person had such a sharp difference, and what happened to the other Ning Zhe that made him feel so bad about this world. Such profound malice?

His current dire situation is entirely thanks to Ning Zhe, but it is ridiculous to rely on Ning Zhe to solve this urgent need...

"You were still deserting during the double cultivation, Jianzhu, who are you thinking about?" Ning Zhe had already bullied him at this moment, and he looked down at Lin Jianzhu condescendingly, slightly dissatisfied.

Lin Jianzhu's consciousness returned instantly, and Ning Zhe's questioning words sounded in his ears. The words had not been understood and analyzed by the brain, and the meaning had not yet reached his heart, so he subconsciously said: "You."

"It's not me, it's the person in the secret realm." Ning Zhe stared closely at those light brown eyes like glass, trying to break something.

Lin Jianzhu frowned slightly, he was puzzled and said: "You and him are the same person, why do you have to separate them?"

Ning Zhe smoothed Lin Jianzhu's slightly frowned brows with his hands, and explained: "If he only has the memory of my previous life, it is barely reasonable to say that he is the same person, but now I have been with him after the restart of the world.

Completely different history, he is no longer me. "

"A person's past experience will create a unique personality. You are right. You really shouldn't be regarded as the same person." Lin Jianzhu's attention has been completely diverted to other things, regardless of the two people in front of him being honest. waiting situation.

Seeing the increasingly weak atmosphere, Ning Zhe was not in a hurry. Although the situation was urgent, there was plenty of time left for the two to cultivate together.

When Lin Jianzhu was still thinking about the relationship between Ning Zhe in front of him and Ning Zhe in the secret realm, he felt a scorching heat on his shoulder and neck. The heat was moist, as if it could burn straight to the bottom of his heart.

Ning Zhe looked at the imprint he had made, and said with satisfaction, "You're back to your senses?"

"······" Lin Jianzhu not only answered something, but simply said nothing, like a stiff plant, letting others do what they want.

Ning Zhe's hand caressed Lin Jianzhu's lips again, but this time he didn't stay on the lips, but put his fingers into Lin Jianzhu's mouth.

Realizing what Ning Zhe was going to do, Lin Jianzhu used his palm as a blade to slash Ning Zhe's hand that was doing something wrong in his mouth, but Ning Zhe easily took it.

Then he felt Ning Zhe's hand draw a complicated spell on the bottom of his tongue, as if announcing that the double cultivation had begun.

Ning Zhe withdrew his hand from Lin Jianzhu's mouth, he took out a white cloth, wiped his fingers clean, let go of Lin Jianzhu's hand, and asked again: "Now there is still room for repentance, you If you can’t even accept what you did just now, it’s better for us to find another way.”

"Since I have promised you the double cultivation, of course I don't regret it. I really don't know how to do the double cultivation. Please give me more advice from your majesty." Lin Jianzhu calmed down his breath, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"Jianzhu doesn't need to be distracted from studying, just listen to me." Ning Zhe chuckled, and straightened up Lin Jianzhu's legs, as if opening a long-awaited gift.

Lin Jianzhu felt as if he was the fish on the chopping board ready to be slaughtered, about to face the crisis of disembowelment, his hands involuntarily tightened the sheets under his body, and he realized that he had never noticed that there was a hole in the hall of Kangtian. Countless dark lines are engraved on the sheets on the bed, and these dark lines turned out to be...

Avoid dust tactics.

However, after touching the dark lines all over, he couldn't ignore Ning Zhe's strong sense of existence as if there was no one else in the whole world except him, or the presence of his fingers.

Ning Zhe withdrew his fingers, he didn't want to feel the slightest pain when he practiced with Lin Jianzhu, so he took out a box of ointment, and the next action was naturally much easier than before.

The fit of the two bodies is very high, and the memories of the past have made them both know each other's habits very well.

Lin Jianzhu knew that there was nothing wrong with Ning Zhe's movements, but his breathing became more and more rapid, and the crimson color slowly climbed up his cheeks, all of which made him feel extremely tormented.

At this moment, he is like a fish whose belly has been ripped open. Facing the oil pan that is about to come, he has already lost the power to resist. It doesn't make sense.

What he feels in his consciousness should be comfortable, but just holding his fingers can bring pleasure, this alone makes him feel extremely ashamed, almost to the point of shame, so even though he can't see at this moment, he still Couldn't help closing his eyes.

His head was thrown back, exposing his fair and beautiful neck, like a sacrifice to the gods.

The torment in the early stage didn't last too long, Lin Jianzhu even had some doubts, why he didn't make any progress in this aspect after rebirth, but the other party seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and his experience was amazing.

But before he could speak, Ning Zhe whispered in his ear and asked, "Jian Zhu, can I put my fish in the pot?"

Lin Jianzhu couldn't see what Ning Zhe's expression was at this moment. Maybe it was expressionless indifference, maybe it was indifferent cynicism, or maybe it was self-righteous affection. He said calmly, "Your Majesty, please do as you please."

Ning Zhe heard a tremor in Lin Jianzhu's voice, but he didn't hesitate at all in the action of frying the fish.

Even though Ning Zhe had handled the fish named Lin Jianzhu very properly before it was put into the pot, the fire was so intense that Lin Jianzhu still felt a sharp pain when it was first put into the pot.

Lin Jianzhu took a deep breath, and suppressed the weak voice that was about to come out of his throat.

Seeing Lin Jianzhu's patient expression, Ning Zhe slowed down the speed of frying the fish, but the fire was so intense that Lin Jianzhu felt that slowing down was another kind of torture.

"No...don't worry about me, hurry up..."

Listening to Lin Jianzhu's words overflowing from between his teeth, Ning Zhe finally let go of the frying action, and fried the fish open and closed.

Lin Jianzhu felt as if he was in a scorching sea of ​​flames and could not get relief, but besides the scorching heat, there were also huge waves that could turn the world upside down, bringing endless pleasure, as if they were going to drag him into the endless abyss among.

It was too hot, and the heat of frying the fish was gradually increasing. Lin Jianzhu's forehead was dripping with sweat. He always kept in mind to keep the essence and keep the essence, but the situation in front of him was really unbearable.

"Um······"

A soft voice came from Lin Jianzhu's tightly pursed lips.

Ning Zhe knew that this was the key to making the fish sweeter and more delicious when he found the secret of frying fish.

Lin Jianzhu endured with difficulty, accepted the endless pleasure, and restrained the desire to release.

He tried his best to use his fingers to trace the dust-avoiding formula on the bed sheet, tracing forwards and backwards, but the fire of frying the fish increased instead of diminishing, which made him unable to distract himself by drawing dark lines for a while.

Ning Zhe looked at the heat and felt that the fish was almost fried and it was time to turn it over, so he turned Lin Jianzhu over.

The process of flipping fried fish is easy to say, but difficult to do.

Lin Jianzhu was ashamed to speak out, and he didn't want Ning Zhe to see him keep drawing the dust-avoiding formula on the bed sheet, so after turning the fish over, he put his wrist in his mouth.

Ning Zhe continued to fry the fish, and he repeated the steps to make the fish more delicious.

In the world where fire is the furnace and desire is the fire, Lin Jianzhu lost his mind more and more. The little clarity left made him bite his wrist tightly, not wanting to make even the slightest sound, because he knew that once he uttered it, the sound would definitely be It makes people feel ashamed, but it's just a double cultivation, and indulging in lust is just plain to be looked down upon.

While frying the fish, Ning Zhe saw Lin Jianzhu's pain and patience. He rescued Lin Jianzhu's hand from between his teeth, stretched out his own hand and said, "Bite my hand, I have thick skin!" , resistant to bites."

Lin Jianzhu turned his face to the other side, rejected Ning Zhe's hand, he gritted his teeth tightly, but there was boundless spring in his eyes.

Seeing that Lin Jianzhu rejected him, Ning Zhe didn't force him, so he fried the fish again, and his frying movements became more and more proficient.

Lin Jianzhu was like a fish about to drown in the tide. His hand instinctively wanted to grab a piece of driftwood that could save him. His hand uncontrollably held Ning Zhe's wrist, as if silently begging.

However, just when he realized that he was about to let go of the other party's wrist, Ning Zhe clasped Lin Jianzhu's hand with his backhand. His fingers were inserted between Lin Jianzhu's white and long fingers, which were slightly revealing a little pink at this time. , intertwined with his fingers.

Ning Zhe's strength in frying the fish became much stronger in an instant, and he increased the heat again. The fire at this time was completely different from the previous low fire and slow cooking. Such a strong fire seemed to fry the fish until it was crispy and golden. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Lin Jianzhu could no longer bear the torment from lust. Although his voice was a little restrained, it was extremely sweet.

Ning Zhe felt that he couldn't hear enough, so he turned the fish over again, but when the two faced each other, Lin Jianzhu regained some sense, and he clenched his lower lip so that he would not reveal anything. sound.

"Jian Zhu, don't be so harsh on yourself, your voice is very nice, I like it very much." Ning Zhe tried hard to persuade while frying fish, his eyes were full of anticipation except lust.

While panting, Lin Jianzhu said to Ning Zhe: "Your Majesty, why bother..."

Ning Zhe submerged the spatula into the belly of the disemboweled fish. He held Lin Jianzhu's shoulders and whispered hoarsely in his ear, "Jianzhu, I don't like you calling me that."

Lin Jianzhu was trembling all over, his sanity had long been burned by Ning Zhe's fire, leaving only a body that was completely occupied by lust. He tremblingly called out the name of the other party: "Ning... ···fold."

Ning Zhe laughed, with a hint of teasing in his tone, he said meaningfully: "It's been a long time since I heard you call me that, Jian Zhu, you know, that's not what I want to hear."

Ning Zhe not only had a teasing tone in his tone, he stopped frying the fish directly, the fire was still strong, and the two of them were very uncomfortable.

Lin Jianzhu tried his best to open his eyes wide, as if he couldn't understand Ning Zhe's words, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and the eyes that couldn't see any color made people feel distressed.

Ning Zhe could hardly bear to watch it any longer. He stretched out his hand to close Lin Jianzhu's eyes, wanting him not to look at him with such eyes, but a voice full of temptation and hesitation came from his ear, the voice was very soft, but It can go straight to the bottom of my heart and bring back the endless nostalgia and lingering past.

"senior······"

As soon as Lin Jianzhu's words came out, Ning Zhe withdrew his hand covering his eyes.

Such an inaudible appellation caused the two people on the bed to fall into silence.

Ning Zhe lowered his head and kissed Lin Jianzhu's lips that changed from pale to rosy. He kissed very carefully. This kiss was very different from the state of the two at this time. There was not much desire mixed in it, just a little Gentle and comforting.Lin Jianzhu almost drowned in this kiss, he didn't know why, it seemed that he had been walking in a dark and strange way for a long time, and finally saw this piece of light, but the light was far beyond his expectation.

The light was so bright and dazzling that he couldn't help but close his eyes.

After the kiss was over, Ning Zhe pressed the hands interlocking with Lin Jianzhu's ten fingers over his head, and accelerated the speed of frying the fish. He looked at Lin Jianzhu's closed eyes and knew that he had endured to the extreme , it's time for the fish to be removed from the pan and onto a plate.

······

When the fish was finally put on the plate, Lin Jianzhu felt as if fireworks were going off in his mind, which was dazzling and dizzy, and he finally hugged the driftwood that belonged to him tightly.

Ning Zhe, who was being hugged by Lin Jianzhu, also hugged her tightly into his arms, cherishing and cherishing him, cherishing him forever.

The joy of fish and water, the journey of double cultivation, is finally over.

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The next day.

Lin Jianzhu woke up earlier than Ning Zhe. The dual cultivation method was really useful. The light shone into his eyes again. He looked at Ning Zhe who was still asleep, and guessed that it might have been consumed by taking blood from his heart the day before. So much, he didn't call Ning Zhe up.

He put on his clothes and robe, and walked out of Kangtian Hall.

Kang Feng was as deserted as ever, and the heavy snow never stopped. He walked forward aimlessly, letting his thoughts be disturbed, like a ball of yarn in a mess.

Inside Kangtian Hall, Ning Zhe saw another self in his dream.

The scene in the dream was not in that cramped and depressing secret place, but in a peach forest.

Ning Zhe looked at the peach forest in front of him, knowing that this was the scene when he first saw Lin Jianzhu, who was still a teenager in the previous life, when he first came to the spirit world.

The bustling crowd around him aroused his curious and scrutinizing attitude towards everything around him when he came out of the spirit world.

He tentatively chatted with a small vendor nearby.

"How do you sell the sugar man?" Ning Zhe secretly guessed who had the ability to drag him into the dream, and randomly ruled out Lin Jianzhu, because Lin Jianzhu didn't know that he was here for the first time when he saw him.

The vendor who sold the sugar man yelled at Ning Zhe: "Guest, this is the first time you come to us. The sugar man costs five cents each. We pay with conscience. We never cheat strangers. I have been selling it for many years, and I have always This is the price."

Ning Zhe casually took out five cents, and was just about to buy the sugar man, when the expression of the old man who sold the sugar man in front of him suddenly changed, his expression was empty and stiff, as if he was being manipulated by others

A marionette of words and deeds.

The original amiable voice became stiff and dull, and he said to Ning Zhe: "I fell into my dream, but didn't come to see me. I didn't know that my temper in Hengshi is so different from mine."

Ning Zhe didn't panic, he put down the copper coin casually, picked up a sugar figurine, and said indifferently: "You and I are indeed not the same person, it's normal to have differences."

"It's tiring talking to you like this, come to Taolin to see me."

As soon as the words fell, the old man seemed to regain consciousness, and said to Ning Zhe, "Hey, young man, what happened to me just now?"

Ning Zhe consoled patiently: "Old man, you sold me a sugar figurine just now, so I'm leaving first."

"Oh, okay, wait a minute and I'll wrap it up for you." The old man hurriedly stopped him.

Ning Zhe walked towards Taolin gracefully, gave the old man a back view, and said as he walked, "No need, I'll just hold it in my hand."

At this time, it was like March in Yangchun, which was the season of peach blossoms, and a few petals fell on the ground like rain. He stretched out his hand to wipe the petals falling between his eyebrows, and stepped into the peach forest.

The owner of Taolin didn't mean to embarrass the intruders, and Ning Zhe arrived at the center of Taolin smoothly. It was a well-decorated thatched cottage, small and warm, which fit his fantasy.

From the window, you can see two people sitting side by side in the room. One of them has a gentle eyebrow and eyes, and he is wearing a green robe that is so familiar to the eyes, while the other is wearing a black robe.

Only now did Ning Zhe realize that even if Lin Jianzhu did not die because of his negligence in the previous life, even if he loved himself deeply from the beginning to the end, he would not get the happiness he wanted, because he never knew On the ground, he has considered the position of putting himself in the position. He has long lost the ability to empathize in the position of the ruler for too long.

The man in black in the room seemed to have said something to the young man in Tsing Yi, followed by a familiar "Senior", bearing the imprint of time, as if it had been a lifetime away.

He couldn't help but recall the night before, when he was practicing double cultivation with Lin Jianzhu, the "Senior" that he maliciously forced was still different after all, but no matter which one he said, it was worthy of his cherishing treatment.

The man in black walked out of the house and came to Ning Zhe. The two of them looked like they were looking in a mirror, but if there were others around, they would not be confused, because the difference in bearing between the two was too great. many.

The breath of Ningzhe in the dream is introverted, the lead is faded away, and the prosperity is also full after being embraced.

The old man with many vicissitudes, but Ning Zhe, who dominates in the dream, seems to be the fledgling kid who doesn't want to bow his head to fate or anyone.

Stubbornly carrying the spikes all over his body, he will not give up until he or others are bruised all over his body.

Ning Zhe looked at the other party with a little tolerance involuntarily, as if looking at a brother of a compatriot, and seemed to be saying goodbye to his past self.

"I hate the way you look at me, as if you know everything." Ning Zhe said in the dream.

"I don't like the look in your eyes either, it seems to tell me how stupid I used to be." Ning Zhe's words were exactly the same, and he didn't hesitate to fight back.

Ning Zhe in the dream sneered, and said mockingly, "Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to talk nonsense here without knowing anything?"

Ning Zhe looked at himself in front of him, couldn't help laughing and said: "You have constructed a false dream, fabricated countless false characters, including Lin Jianzhu, but these are all yourself, day and night Talking to yourself and trying to pretend it's all real is pathetic."

"I'm indeed sad, but everyone in this world has the right to blame me, but you don't," Ning Zhe's eyes suddenly turned blood red in the dream, and his tone was hysterical like a patient who suddenly fell ill, "You know, I really I am very jealous of you, why should I bear all this, but you can enjoy everything in Hengshi?"

Ning Zhe stared at the other self indifferently. Seeing the other self's emotions gradually eased, he asked, "Is this the reason why you want to destroy Hengshi no matter what?"

"Of course there is not only such a simple reason, I also want there to be only one Ning Zhe in this world..." Ning Zhe in the dream dissipated, and the whole dreamland dissipated with it.

But Ning Zhe didn't dissipate thereafter. Looking at the empty scene in front of him, he knew that the other party's summoning him into the dream was not a meaningless act. This might be a grand banquet.

It was like a sharp thorn pierced into my mind, and a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"I don't want to switch identities with you anymore, instead of going to perish, I'd better replace you directly..."

Ning Zhe turned his consciousness back into the sea of ​​consciousness. His posture had changed for a long time as if he had just entered a dream, but his movements were merciless. Everything he could come into contact with came from the soul of another self. strangled.

However, just as he cleaned everything up and was about to wake up, another Ning Zhe's voice came from behind him.

"Hahaha, you have really stayed in the comfortable world for a long time. If you think that you can kill me by smashing your spiritual consciousness, then you are really naive, not to mention that you have lost so much heart and soul, and you want to lose your vitality. Trying to kill me in vain, you really lived two lifetimes in vain..."

Ning Zhe raised the corners of his mouth, but did not turn around. He said slowly, "No one knows yourself better than yourself. Do you think I will make such a low-level mistake?"

"What did you do?" Ning Zhe's voice in the dream seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

"Of course it's the same way to treat him." Ning Zhe turned around and looked at himself, showing a smile that everything was under control.

Ning Zhe felt a coolness in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Ning Zhe in his dream was driven out by external force.

"Wake up." Seeing that Ning Zhe's breathing was unstable, Lin Jianzhu thought he was being haunted by a nightmare, so he released a calming thought to help him stabilize his mind, but unexpectedly broke Ning Zhe's layout and opened the secret realm Among them, Ning Zhe kicked out of the sea of ​​consciousness.